A Good Life
I came to live with my grandmother (Mrs. G.K. Moore) and aunt (Virginia Moore) when I was in fifth grade. Grandmother operated and lived in the Cliffside Inn, where most all the teachers lived.
I walked to school each day and the walk seemed so long—some of the homes I remember passing: the Talberts, Una Edwards, Charley Haynes, Ruth Womack, Richard Brown, the Shufords, the Davidson’s and many more.
The town dentist, Dr. Harry Robertson, and his wife Ruth, who taught Home Economics, lived at the Inn and were great people. Mr. Jackson, who ran the dry goods store, lived right next door. I remember going to the grocery store with my grandmother and her giving her order for the Teacherage to Mr. Cordell, the owner.
A few memories: going to the icehouse in the summer and getting snowballs by scraping the pipes; buying a double cone (vanilla & chocolate) from Mills Drug Store; Halloween parties in the top of the Memorial Bldg.; Tubby Hawkins driving a sleigh with two horses down main street on a snowy day and giving me a ride; sitting on the Inn’s front porch with my grandmother, rocking in the green rockers, listening to the silence of a Sunday afternoon in Cliffside. It was indeed a good life, filled with many memories of times and friends.
This article originally appeared in the Fall 2010 issue of The Cliffside Chimes, newsletter of the Cliffside Historical Society.