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|Life changes, good memories don't|
The towns of Crowville, Tallulah and Winnsboro have had a notable influence on my life. Winnsboro was the first place that Momma and Daddy lived as husband and wife. Daddy started out as the head coach at Gilbert High School while Momma was finishing her degree. Gilbert beat Winnsboro that year so Winnsboro hired Daddy. Momma and Daddy also married that year. Momma and Daddy lived in the same apartment complex that my aunts Doxie and Selma lived.
I spent a lot of time in Winnsboro and Crowville during the summer months. I stayed with Fabian my cousin and Aunt Doxie and Aunt Selma. Of course, we also spent a lot of time in Crowville staying with Grandmother and Granddaddy Payne. One of my favorite past times was fishing in Uncle Talmadge's pond. One day I caught three bass in three throws in an area of the pond that was no wider than a small ditch. I loved the time at Grandmother and Granddaddy Payne's. There was always something to do.
When we lived in Tallulah and Monroe, we came to Crowville at least once a month. There was always a house full of people, lots of cousins. The girl cousins played right along with the boy cousins when it came to football. Grandmother's side yard was the football field. Back then it seemed as though the field was quite large, but now when you look back on it, it probably was no longer than 15 yards, maybe shorter. But it was plenty big enough for a Sunday afternoon bowl game. It seemed that the Payne clan always had athletic ability so it did not make any difference who you picked. They could all run.
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Robert Charles Payne is an inspirational writer who lives in West Monroe. He can be contacted by e-mailing firstname.lastname@example.org.