For much of my life Mr. Rob and "Miss" Stella Williams were among Mesena's most esteemed couples.
I loved to hear Mr. Rob tell about the day he and Miss Stella Ivey were married. He said they stood under aİtree in Mesena's main squareİand were married, with most of the village as witnesses.
Miss Stella could be so funny when she told about their first spat. She told him to "take me home," which he did.
That night she got to thinking about it. She said that she didn't want it said that no man had taken her home. So she started out to return to their house. It was warm weather and the night was dark. She passed a corn field and heard the leaves rustling. Not knowing what might be in them, she broke into a run and ran the rest of the way.
Though I was very small when her mother, Miss Lena, passed, I can vividly remember her. My brother and I used to laugh at her for sitting down and ironing.
Another of Miss Lena's children, Rev. Otis Jones, also achieved prominence in Mesena.
I loved to hear them both tell of events in Mesena's history. Mr. Rob's father used to cut wood for the trains when they burned wood.
Miss Stella told about the Mesena train wreck. I believe, although I am not sure, that it occurred in 1911. There is a steep curve in the tracks just above the Mesena United Methodist Church. The train didn't make the curve and turned over. Miss Stella said that they were chopping cotton nearby and rushed to see what happened. Soon they were standing in hot water. The boiler had burst.
Mr. Rob and Miss Stella were never blessed with any children of their own. Late in their life they were able to adopt a precious baby girl. They named her Helen.
They struggled to give all the advantages they could and she turned out well. İShe is married to Mr.İGregory Crawford andİthey make theirİhome in Mesena.
Both Mr. Rob and Miss Stella took a parental interest in me. In fact, Miss Stella was responsible for my being here, in a way. As a young girl, my mother went to visit Miss Emma Morris. Miss Stella and my father were picking cotton in a field nearby. Miss Stella told Daddy to ask her to the fair. He did and eventually they were married.
Another of Miss Stella's tales was about the time she and Daddy were picking cotton and were having a contest to see who could pick the most. When they weighed up and the money was tallied, there was 1 cent between them. They took an axe and chopped a penny in two, each taking a half.
Mr. Rob liked to tell about how I used to tote him water when he was working in the field. He told about my little white head barely taller than the cotton stalks coming with a jar of water and how welcome it was.
When I married and left Mesena, he said that he had lost his baby.