Sherry Harris, Grandma’s early life

When I met her she was Sherry Harris. Dad had been assigned to the E. Belmont Church of God. The year before I had met this girl, Martha Carver, from Belmont at the Church Camp Ground. She was very pretty.

(Martha Carver)
Belmont at the time was still a Cotton Mill town with over 26 cotton mills. that meant many mill villages with lots of girls. I was 15 and looking at girls.
Martha was not in attendance our first Sunday, but I found plenty of eligible girls. Sherry was NOT among the eligible because she was a year ahead of me in school.

(My wife as a baby, Yeah, she has always been cute)
Sherry was born on the Climax Mill village. She had two sisters and four brothers. She was the youngest daughter. Her family moved from the Climax to the country for a few months while her daddy  settled at the Imperial Mill and gained a Mill house there. 129 Hawthorne St.

(Sherry’s dad 2nd from the left front row after he had worked in the mill a couple years)
Her mama went to work in the Cotton Mill at 12, and her dad at 9 or 10.

(I call the one on the left my wild and wonderful)
Sherry’s childhood was on the Mill Hill and she attended school with the same group from 1st to the 12th grades.  Much different than my life. She tells me she got into a fight once and got her nose bloodied. That she was stung in class by a bee from a bee hive the class was observing in elementary school.

(My girl second from the right, front row, sexy and she wore shoes)
She also got into trouble in school by going to a snack shack across the street from the school. But the kid straightened out and became a member of the National Beta society. She was very smart in school. She had several boy friends in school, none of them that I like..

(Can you imagine Sonny & Sher, not me, If he wasn’t an old man now I would still be mad. Ha! She wasn’t really happy, because she hadn’t dated me yet!)
The first think I remember about this girl was her going into church in front of me and I saw her ankles, WOW, I just knew the rest of her legs would be beautiful. (I didn’t know I would have to marry her to find out!). I really never thought of her as a sweetheart, after all she was an upper classman.

(My cutie blows a bubble!)

(Sherry on the right, see those ankles!)

(Sherry’s mom & Dad, I loved them both but her mama was special)

For some reason I was on a trip (I still do not know why) to Tennessee and back with three guys. Doug, Dale, and Billy. I believe Sherry had dated both Dale and Billy. But the three said, “Jack, you should ask Sherry out.” I told them she would never consider dating me, but it did get me to thinking.
Of course the greatest put down by this girl was when Dale mentioned to Sherry that she should give Jack a date.  Her response was “Jack who?”
In no uncertain terms she told Dale, “If jack Darnell wants a date, Jack will have to ask for one.”
Well I did, and  she said Yes.  Don’t you hate it when someone plays hard to get?
Thanks for stopping by the Shipslog.
Nite Shipslog,
PS:
Teen age love it tough!!!
And as far as children working in the mills in 1912 most folks considered it no different than working on the farms.
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I said it before but I borrowed this NEW ‘55 Chev. to go ask for the first date.

How could she turn me down?