June 23, 1965 Jocie Brooke here reporting from Hollyhill, Kentucky. It’s summer and it’s hot! This morning Aunt Love called it daisy weather. Now if you know Aunt Love, that probably surprises you. She isn’t the type you would ever bring a bunch of daisies to from the field. If I did, she’d just tell me to make sure I …
The Widow’s Oil – A Miracle of Faith
June 17, 1965 Jocie Brooke here reporting from Hollyhill, Kentucky. I love summer, don’t you? No school. Time to read. No school. Wading in the creek. No school. Picking raspberries. No school! We did just have Bible school, but that’s a fun school time. I love Bible school. Dad followed up the idea of learning about the Bible Sunday in …
The B-I-B-L-E, Yes, That’s the Book for Me
June 7, 1965 Jocie Brooke here reporting from Hollyhill, Kentucky. Whew! What a week! This was my first year being a Bible School helper instead of a kid. I helped Mrs. Haskins with the Beginner class. We had twelve kids, ages three to five. Let me tell you. There is a lot of difference between a three year old and …
Macaroni Collages and Soup Can Pencil Holders at VBS
June 3, 1965 Jocie Brooke here reporting from Holly County. School was out last Friday and then the folks at church say we have to have Vacation Bible School right away. No time off. They must think all us kids will forget how to sit still or maybe be able to use our brains for learning if we have a …
The Peonies are Blooming
May 19, 1965 Jocie Brooke here reporting from Hollyhill, Kentucky. The peonies are blooming here in Holly County. Most every yard has at least one bush. Nobody knows who planted the first bush in Holly County. Some early settler must have carried a bulb in from Virginia, because, to hear people tell it, every bush since has been started …
Miss Sally and Mother’s Day
May 12, 1965 Jocie Brooke reporting from Holly County, Kentucky. Last week I was not too happy about Mother’s Day. I don’t really mind that my mother has never been a mother to me. If it had been up to her, she probably would have taken me in a basket and left me on some stranger’s doorstep and never looked …
When Mother’s Day is Hard
May 5, 1965 Jocie Brooke reporting from Hollyhill, Kentucky. I found this poem in a church magazine at Miss Sally’s house. She says it’s a really sweet poem. She never had any babies of her own to rock, but she says she was blessed with many babies to hold at church. She said most mothers are glad to have somebody …
From Under the Lilac Bush
April 28, 1965 Jocie Brooke here reporting from Hollyhill. Actually, I’m reporting from under the lilac bush in our front yard. Can you smell them? Ahhh. They’re wonderful. The butterflies like them too, but I couldn’t get the butterflies to pose for my camera. They kept flitting away and film isn’t cheap as Dad is continually telling me. But Dad …
Easter Hats on Parade
April 20, 1965 Jocie Brooke here reporting from Main Street, Hollyhill, Kentucky where if you went to church last Sunday on Easter, you’d better have been wearing a hat or something closely resembling a hat. At least that’s what Aunt Love says. She even told Tabitha she’d have to wear a hat although I’m not sure she was happy when …
Scent of Lilacs and News from Hollyhill
April 14, 1965 Jocie Brooke here reporting from Hollyhill, Kentucky. Not much to report this week. Dad says that’s good because it means nothing bad has happened. And I say why can’t something good happen that we can report. But in the newspaper business, bad sells more papers. Like the wind blowing the roof off of Mr. Dexter’s barn last …