We are still in Eagle Rock and remembering some of the fun things that all became a part of my life. One of the funniest was the watermelon tree. My oldest sister and brother went to a one room school in Eagle Rock for their first 2 years of school. There were 6 grades in one room with one teacher. 1st grade sat in the row on the teachers right then 2nd grade in the next row and so on. Well, on their way home from school one day they found a large watermelon in the creek by the road. They didn’t know that our Dad had put it there to get nice and cold for after supper. They were so excited about finding a "watermelon tree" that they got it up out of the creek, being to heavy for them to carry they rolled it down the gravel road to home. What a sorry sight, there were stones stuck in it all over, cuts and bruises and it just looked a mess. I don’t remember our Dad's reaction but I have to believe all he could do was look and laugh. As I recall the inside was still red, ripe, juicy and delicious. It was a rare treat for us back then.

I remember the little church in Eagle Rock where we began our foundation in the Christian life, a foundation that has served us well even to this day. It was a small one room building and was used as a "Union Sunday School." The Pastor Rev Blacksley was a circuit rider which meant he only came through every 6 weeks. He would preach, do any baptisms and communion as appropriate. Following church he and his wife would go to grandma's house for the traditional chicken dinner. The pastor drove a nice touring car with side curtains on the window. One Sunday following dinner as the pastor prepared to leave he opened the car and a chicken jumped out. Of course grandpa gave him a lot of good natured ribbing about taking a chicken home with him. The next time through Eagle Rock Ms. Blacksley let grandpa know the joke was on him as the chicken had laid an egg, so they did get a free egg out of the deal.