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Cool school water

To the editor:

I attended the Hitesburg Elementary School in Virgilina from September 1939 to June 1945.  The building built in circa 1883 had two rooms.  The larger room was our classroom.  The other room was used for our water bucket, coats and caps, lunches, wood for our stove during the winter months and other storage items.

There was no well or spring on the school property.  One of the daily chores that Miss Janey Adams, our teacher, assigned to two of the older boys was to “fetch’ our daily drinking water.  We used a wooden cedar bucket for our drinking water.  The boys would walk about a quarter of a mile to a spring on the nearby Overby farm. The trip normally would take about 20 minutes.  

During the winter months, the water crew for that day was back in short order.  However, during the warmer weather, the water trip took a “while”’ longer.  

I remember once when Burrell Bowen and I went on a “water walk.”  It was a nice day with the tree leaves budding, the purple, yellow and blue wild flowers opening and reaching for the sunrays.  

As we sauntered along, the birds were fluttering about and chirping... trying out their vocals to attract some wily “chick.”  Arriving at the spring, we filled our water bucket by dipping it into the spring.  Since the filled water bucket could be heavy, especially for us “light-weights,” we used a stout stick through the handle.  Each of us took an end of the stick, and off we ambled up the small hill … around the curve... over the roots in the path…crossed over the road…back to the schoolyard…up the steps to the porch …and into the storage room.   We took our leisurely time on this trip back.  

We were two of the smaller boys; consequently, our pace was slower, and we needed to stop and rest often.  In fact, if I recall correctly, a spider spun a web from the handle to the top of the bucket.  “Mind you”… it was a small web, because we were moseying along at our fairly reasonably good pace.  Burrell and I did not give that little spider a drink of our cool spring water.  However, we gave it a leisurely slumbering ride for about five minutes until we dumped it in the bushes before we arrived back at school, just in time for recess.  

As we placed the water bucket on the table in the storage, Miss Adams thanked us for bringing the water.  She did indicate she was getting concerned that we may have fallen in the spring.  The way Burrell and I carried water, we probably had similar thoughts.  I cannot recall, but I am sure we agreed that next time we could take a few more minutes “off-the-clock” by falling in the spring.  

These memories bring back the various lyrics of “Cool, Cool Water” which were sung by many of the “songsters.”

Andrew Easley Seamons Jr.


Former Virgilina resident


New Jersey residents express thanks

(EDITOR’S NOTE: The following letter was addressed to linemen of the Virginia Power Company and is reprinted upon request.)

To the editor:

We would like to thank you for leaving your families and the comforts of your own homes to come up to New Jersey and help our electric company (JCP&L) during and after our storms. 

You all were so nice and efficient. We really appreciated your help. 

We hope you were treated well because we heard rumors you had a hard time getting parts for our antiquated system.

Thank you so much again, and we did mean it when we told you to come over. We wanted to thank you personally and properly.


The Biddle families

Millstone Township, N.J.


Thanks for Hurricane Sandy Relief Effort

To the editor:                       

Many thanks to all who helped out recently with donations and the gathering of goods that I delivered to those in great need up in the New Jersey Shore area. 

There was great destruction to various communities located in Monmouth and Ocean counties where I visited. 

I would like to recognize the following folks and organizations for helping out with this effort with funds and donated goods:

Southside Master Gardener Association

Farm Credit - Halifax County

Vicki Mattox - Altavista Presbyterian Church

Members of the Fidelis Sunday School Class, First Baptist Church of South Boston

Carol’s Beauty Shop – Clover

Halifax County 4-H

Dr. Michael Peer - Dentist South Boston

Steven Bumbera - Lay Leader MUMC Manasquan, N.J.

Reverend Regina Albert - Pastor MUMC

For the latest information regarding this relief effort or to make donations, contact the Rev. Albert at the church website  

The church’s physical address is 23 Church St., Manasquan, NJ 08736.  Phone 732-223-5432.  

Visit the Master Gardener website at for more information. 

Joe Foster


Couple misses letter writer

To the editor:

 I am curious to know what has become of my favorite writer to your paper, this being Anne Crickenberger.

 Though we may not always agree with the contents of her letters; we do however, find her details and facts totally fascinating.

 We are most interested to find out why she wasn’t vocal to the newspaper before and during the recent presidential election.

 I am most certain that she did have an opinion, and I would love to know what it was. 

Please draw her back to writing. 

Garland L. and
Francine Scott Crosby

Baltimore, Md.

World to end?

To the editor:

Wasn’t this the time (December 2012) the Myans predicted the world was going to come to an end? That sounds cold and morbid with nothing to look forward to.

In Christianity, the Bible talks about the last days with signs of the times leading up to the end: wars, rumors of wars, famines, pestilences and earthquakes. But there is more. It offers hope and a future. Those who become Christians are promised eternal life, no more pain and no more sorrow. That sounds like a good deal to me.

The Myan Indians never mentioned anything quite like that. Follow Christianity, and you can’t go wrong.

Paul Dupont