Ole Miss

Ole Miss students vote to replace Colonel Reb
2/23/2010, 5:53 p.m. CST
SHELIA BYRDThe Associated Press

(AP) — JACKSON, Miss. - University of Mississippi students voted Tuesday for the school to pursue a new mascot to replace Colonel Reb, the goateed Southern gent banished from the sidelines nearly seven years ago as the school continued its move away from symbols of the Old South.



The university has taken other steps in recent years to throw off what many perceive as lingering reminders of a Confederate past. Last year, the band stopped playing the fight song, "From Dixie With Love," to discourage fans from chanting, "the South will rise again." In 1997, the school ended the waving of Confederate flags at sporting events.


-- -- When we show our pride in our HERITAGE it's called RACISM... I bet very few of you have have heard of the University Grays.. we can't teach this in school anymore...



"I think the older generations need to stop pressing their feelings about race and what happened in the past on those of us who weren't even alive then," Loy said....


--- BY GOD THERE'S SOME THAT DON'T WANT TO FORGET THE PASS AND THROW IT UP EVERY TIME THEY WANT SOMETHING... my great great great great granddaddy so mistreated .... now TODAY you own ME something because of what HE went thru... I guess this is ok for THEM.... BULL SH&$..... what's goes for one should go for ALL....

I think the new mascot sould be a jackass... it would be fitting

A note from Mom

Back on my birthday I called Mom and asked her to write and tell me about the day I was born... I got this letter today.. Mom you don't know what this means to me... ;-)

Wednesday, February 10, 2010

Today is William’s birthday. He is 54 yrs today. It has been so short. I woke up about 12am and knew something was wrong. He was due March 8. I told Charles to go get Mama. I wanted her to go to with me. We took off to the hospital as soon as they came back. Dr. Holder was my doctor. Dad, Pat, Sybil and the Lee family there including Nook. Mrs. Wilma Lane was down there… she had a girl early that morning and went home that same day. They named her Gail. I lay in bed all day.. Pat said she got so angry because there weren’t doing anything for me. The pains were pretty bad, but I tried not to scare the family. They would come and peek in the door. That night the Doctor came in and said it may be the next day… I told him I couldn’t stand it that long… He asked if the pains were that bad and I said YES they are killing me.. haha -- So just like that he said let’s go! That was 9pm. They took a little 6lb 6oz baby boy to the nursery… said he was having a little trouble with his breathing. He looked like a small doll with a round head and black hair so short it looked like it was painted on his head. His eyes were black and he could look at you wondered what he was thinking. I was so scared to death of him. He was so little and sweet and smart… he said ‘me will be OK Mom'.

Charles = MY DAD

Dad = Grand Paw Roberts - Mom's Dad and Mom = Granny Roberts..

Pat = Aunt Patsy --- Sybil = Aunt Sybil --- Mom's 2 younger sisters

The Lee Family would be Daddy's Mom and Dad.. Granny and Grand Paw Lee, Uncle Carol - Dad's younger brother and Nook was Grand Paw Lee's brother...

Uncle Nook is a story all alone... a very good story I must add..

Days gone by-- Remembered

What a difference a day makes.. yesterday was clean and sunny all day.. looks like rain today.


Friday night I went to Biloxi to buy an art pen.. driving down 90 at night is so different than 6 years ago.. I guess what really upset me was passing by Beauvoir.


Well Friday night passing by the old house all those things came rushing by... it was like my mind was in overdrive.. The old house looked good, but to know I would never walk the grounds again and it hurts. Things were said, sides were drown and the battle started. Now, as it was in the 1860's, it was friend against friend. Long time friendships were severed in a flash. There's one thing they can't take from us and that's our memories for the good times. The times we stood shoulder to shoulder to defend what we felt was right...



So much of Beauvoir is now gone for me now and it's not the house I'm talking about it's the soul of the place... I've lost my feelings for it in a way, but there's still that little tingle I feel for the good times there when I pass her... I can almost hear the laughing and talking.... Good times they were.

'Old times dar am not forgotten;
Look away! Look away! Look away! Dixie Land. '


The lust for power destroyed more than Katrina....