Fifth Grade

I started this year with a problem at home, as I remember. My younger brother, Jimsie, had stepped on a rake bare footed on his birthday, August 25, and the doctor gave him a tetanus injection that didn't work. Jimsie developed tetanus and seemed at the point of death. I was distressed, of course, and had a big problem going to school. Mrs. T.E.(Elise) Granade was the teacher. Among the new students transferring from the one-room, one-teacher schools in the county was Louise Callaway, who had been in the school at Celeste the previous four years. Louise and I married 20 years later. She told me that her parents were distressed that she got a C in deportment on the first report card because she talked too much.