|Essie Naron, was born
in the community of Line, AR, on the boundary of Drew and Ashley
Counties in Jan of 1911. There is hardly anything at all there at
present to show that it was once a rather prosperous farming community,
except for some sizable nearby cemeteries. My Mom's great-grandfather,
Jesse T. Young (1822-1914), was a country doctor and preacher in Line.
She can still remember sitting in his lap and having his long, white
beard tickle her face when she was not quite four. He is said to have
ridden his horse to church and preached on the morning in which he died
suddenly that afternoon at age 92.
My Mom visited me in California this past summer and became so bored away from Arkansas that she entertained herself by writing poetry. Below is a poem that she wrote on the community of Line, Arkansas. Ronald E. Bullock
|Remembrances On Line
Essie Naron Bullock
Line has nothing to do with a computer at all,
It's about a place where I lived when I was small.
This was so many years ago to me, it seems,
That it was more like a place known in my dreams.
But Line was a real place
between Ashley and Drew,
Arkansas is my state, always
Line was a well-to-do community
in its time,
To have all that we needed gave
us great pride,
We dug worms to fish in Cut Off
Creek, a neat little stream,
I walked three long miles to
school each way,
We had first grade through
eighth together, abuzz like bees,
Looking back makes me sad and
Last Update Wednesday, 20-Feb-2013 23:55:40 MST