Ava Ella McNair Jones (1904-1985)
Joe Carroll Jones (1902-1972)
Mimi and Pappy were very very special people. I often said that Mimi was the closest thing to an angel on earth. I knew her well, as I spent lots of time with her. It was through her that I learned to know and love my great-grandparents, Ella Vermell King McNair and Charles Franklin McNair. We called them Mama and Pappa.
Mimi would come every Wednesday to Vernon to grocery shop. She would make that drive from Crowell to Vernon, and on her way, she would stop in Thalia to pick up her father, Frank McNair (Pappa). Then Mimi would come by our house, and most of the time, I opted to go to Piggly Wiggly with them. I'm thankful for that time together because through that, I knew Pappa. On occasion, I would go back to Crowell with Mimi to stay with her and Pappy until Sunday. On Sunday, Mother and Daddy would come after church to have lunch in Crowell with the family, and I would return home with them. These visits afforded me the opportunity to play with my closest first cousin, and probably at that time, my best friend, Bob Lynch. His mother was my mother's sister and they lived next door to Mimi and Pappy. Bob and I would play contently for hours, sometimes playing at the old well, sometimes going to the swimming pool or sometimes playing the board game Wahoo under the water vapor cooler. The wahoo board was handmade by Pappy. The old water well will deserve its own post.
Bob Martin Lynch, Faye Lynch, Bill Lynch, Jr.
Bob and me, the water well on the left, Bryan playing basketball in the background.
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