My Walk Down Memory Lane How well I remember Albritton Store. He had some very old calendars hanging inside. His store always fascinated me. I would love to have a photograph of that old store. Maradee Liggin Cryer mentioned Middlefork Swamp in her memories. As a child. I recall the baptisms being held where the Middlefork bridge is. Can you imagine what might have been lurking in those waters? I have an oil painting of Middlefork hanging in my living room. It was painted from a photograph. I also remember the feed sack dresses. Some of them were really pretty. Quilting paries were also fun. The ladies would exchange squares they had made. This was called a friendship quilt. In 1942 the first and second graders were in the same room. Mrs. Edna Tabor Jernigan taught both grades. There was a little Albritton girl who was in the second grade. My memory has grown dim and I am unable to recall her name. I do remember those big round yellow pencils the first graders were required to write with. Do you remember those? The interesting thing about the Middlefork Swamp road which Maradee mentioned in her memories was the bridge that seperated Union and Lincoln Parish. The Lincoln Parish road had been blacktoped. My grandfather once told me he suspected the Union Parish officials wanted their residents to shop in Bernice rather than Dubach. For this reason the blacktop stopped at the bridge and the Union Parish side was still a country dirt road. I still remember the red clay used to make the chimneys on some of the homes in the Evergreen Community. The Gresham family enjoyed exchanging stories while they set around the fireplace on a cold winter evening. My favorite was the one told about my great Uncle Ben Feazel. He enjoyed fishing off the Middlefork bridge. On his way home, he would drop a water- melon seed in the burned out stumps. The next year the fisherman would always have a melon to eat. How many of you remember the boardwalk and the train depot? Thank you for the walk down Memory Lane. Sherry Gresham Gritzbaugh