(Remembering Mary Ellen Townsend Harris, 1911-2016)
Mary Ellen entered the first grade at Covedale Public School when she was six years old. It was a new world for the dairyman’s daughter who now had to walk two-and-a-half miles with her older brothers and sister. They made the trek back and forth each day regardless of weather. She tackled it as an adventure, but two-and-a-half miles in cold conditions was no picnic. Since the trip took about an hour (on good days), she had to get up early.
Her mother and grandmother both called her “Miss Prissy” for a reason. From an early age she had been very particular about how she looked, and what she wore. It was a trait she would carry all of her life. Cold weather soon produced a “management crisis” in the Townsend household.
Mary Ellen would rather suffer through the long walk in the cold…
View original post 1,302 more words