Mixsonian


Rosalie Anderson Mixson Diary
1980-1994
By Rosalie Anderson Mixson


1986

March 21, 1986
Well Spring has sprung! The azaleas, dogwood and wisteria are blooming, soon the all gone. Morris planted our garden. Most things look good. Have had rain and summer like weather but to-day has been cool and may be frost tomorrow.

Today has been real sad Geneiva Mixson died yesterday and another friend dropped dead yesterday. He ate our dinners at the Civic Club. He told us jokes almost every day but yesterday he didn't and was real quite. I have been real weak but today I feel a little better tonight - Thank God.

Sept. 12, 1986
Yesterday I baked a cake and made fruit to take to dinner at the church. Beth had her baby Sept 8th (1986) Monday. Today they brought the baby by to see me. Morris drove the camper. Barbara took some pictures of us all. David was already here he and Mark had been arrow head hunting. I always love to have David to come to see me. I ask him if he had anything to eat and he said no, so I made tea (decaf) and he had a small fruit and piece of the chocklet cake. I still have his cat Gandy (I call her Candy) she is a sweet cat, so loving and gentle. Cindy Lacy is never loving except when she wishes to be. Cindy is my grey cat, she is about 8 months old (Gandy is ten years old).

I feel a lot better ever year although I can't do as much. I still walk to the Civic Club and to the resturant. We wont plant a garden this fall. I may plant a few greens if I can get a small place broke up.

Oct. 17, 1986
Beth has just left, she came to dry their clothes. The baby is so sweet. It made me remember my children when they were babys. Adrian cried a lot, I think he had colic. I held him in my arms for six months after that he began to gradually get better. He walked when he was a year old, cut teeth or started to at eight months and by eighteen months had most of them also was potty trained.

2 year later Myrtice was born - she had dark blue eyes and redish brown hair. She was a good baby, hardly ever cried and walked at nine months. She was easy to potty train and had hardley any trouble cutting teeth.

When Myrtice was three Morris was born. He was so good I hardly new I had a baby. He cut teeth about 12 months and walked when he was about 18 months. I think he could crawl too goo to walk, then I let him crawl out in the yard, he loved it and kept him quite. But what a dirty baby he was! I make diper covers out of old overalls. When he was a year old Myrtice died. Wilbers Dad died that hear and when Myrtice died I thought he would lose his mind. I grieved just as much but I had to be strong for him.

Arnold was born three years after Morris. I did want a girl so, but when I saw how beautiful he was I was happy he was a boy. He had white hair blue-grey eyes and very fair. He was a good baby. I didn't have any milk, he started cutting teeth at seven months and walked at about eleven months. He was the most loving and helpful of the boys. Shouldn't say that they were all loving and sweet and helped all they could.

When Adrin was tweleve his Dad was in the hospital (in the V.A.). We had corn and peanuts planted and Arian finished plowing them before his Dad came home. He layed by the corn, "laying by" means, you were thru plowing it.

Tobias Anderson

 This is Tobias Andersons Family
1 Ellen
2 Bertha
3 Dorthea
4 John
5 Tobias
6 Martin
7 Eli
8 Thomas
9 Oleo
10 Andrew


Tobias Anderson was bon in Norway March 28, 1848 at Garceden Wasedet MaSogon Norway. I do not know their father and mothers name.

They came to the U.S.A. when my father Tobias was 25 years old. Two of son had already came over here and settled in Mims. Was my father learned the English language by reading the Norwegene Bible and English Bible and everone that knew him thought he had a great educator.

I have no talents and learned from experience - until I was married (I was 19 years old) all I had ever did was wash dishes and scrub the kitchen floor, scrub the chairs and benches that we used at our dinning table, all our knives, forkes and spoons go a weekly scrubing. When I was 13 mama said it time for me to learn to milk a cow -well I tried but I only got a cup full. She said that was fine, that I would do better next time, and I did. I could milk with both hands. I loved outdoor work, I planted corn and peanuts in the Spring for papa and in the fall I stacked hay. I wore papas pants that was long before girls wore pants but when you stack hay you need pants. (Then in 1920, when we were married Wilbur and I) I had never made biscuits but I learned how. Never had I ever killed a chicken or cut off his bill and had to chase him down but I got it cooked for supper (I felt great!) Then ever year I would piece and quilt a quilt. I also made the boys shirts and pants, also Wilbur shirts. Ever Monday was wash day you would heat the water in the iron pot, scrub the cloths on the wash board and the dirtyest ones you beat with a "batting stick" on a board (a feat stick) you also used to punch the cloths down as they boiled in the pot.

I also learned how to make soap, sausage, liver pudding, make jelly, can fruit and vegetables, plant a garden, hoe peanuts and corn, chip wood, saw wood, cut bushes, clear land, hitch up a two horse team to a wagon, saddle a horse, drive cows. First I ever saddled a horse I saddled him at night, I ha never did it befor, but Wilbur had sore eyes and they were hurting pretty bad, so he wanted me to go to Henerys (his brothers) they lived just a little way from us. Well it was dark I had no light but I got the saddle on the horse, got on and when I got to the gate, I got down opened the gate O.K. but when I tried to get back on the horse the saddle sliped under the horses belly! The horse was wonder what kind of a person was this! I finely pulled him along side the fence and got on after closing the gate. It was so dark and I was scared but coming back the dart wasn't so bad. But after that I learned how to fasten a saddle better. I also learned to tie a ham string and put on a horses collar, raise chickens, pigs and goats! and puppy dogs! also gunia hens. I also skinned skunks, possums and coons and knew how to treat each hide weather to tack it flat or case it (uncut) on a board.

 

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