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Mar '14

Memory Lane

Last week, I was really busy with the Arkansas District sectional tour.  It’s actually been going on for the last month, but this week, we had 7 meetings in 4 days.  It was a lot of driving, but it was worth it.  My mom was quite the trooper and went with me to all the meetings.

On Monday, we were in Pine Bluff and Monticello.  This is the part of Arkansas that I know best.  I grew up about 30 minutes from Monticello in Dermott.  If we wanted to go shopping, we would often go to Pine Bluff.  Driving down to Monticello, I asked Mom if she wouldn’t mind driving through Dermott.  It was a little out of the way, but I wanted to see the place where I grew up.

Driving through Dermott doesn’t take very long at all.  Five years ago, we were near there, and I asked Mike if we could drive through.  He said that we didn’t have a lot of time to spare.  I promised him that it wouldn’t take long, and I was telling the truth.  That time, I was sad to see that the video store where I worked was torn down, and only the foundation was left.  This time was even sadder for me.  You can really see that the town is dwindling.  The junior high and high schools have been combined, and the grocery store where I had my first job, Piggly Wiggly, has closed.  There are no plans to open another store.

The old Piggly Wiggly

The old Piggly Wiggly

After driving past the closed grocery store, we went down the street where our house and the church are.  It definitely brought back many memories.  When we pulled up by the house, I rattled off the phone number we had for years.  I was surprised that it stuck in my memory.  I would’ve loved to look inside the house and around the back yard, but I didn’t want to look like too much of a stalker.

Our house in Dermott

Our house in Dermott

Right next to the house is the church.  It made it really convenient for getting to church.  I was assaulted with memories of cleaning the church on Saturdays with my sister, teaching Sunday School, playing the flute at church, singing so many times and very special people.

The church in Dermott

The church in Dermott

Even though the town seems to be shrinking, there are still many wonderful memories that it gives me.  I’m curious to see what it will look like the next time I can get there.



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