I don't go back to my hometown of Dacula, GA hardly anymore because my immediate family's all moved away from there and the Grandparents are all dead and gone. I ended up walking around on a hill of headstones of people who've helped raised me one afternoon at Ebenezer Baptist Church, had lunch and dinner with great old friends and family. I also asked some friends some stupid questions to see if I could find something funny to make out of it, but in the end all I came up with was remembering how great it was to be raised in Dacula, GA. Actually, "Harbins Community" to be exact. I had a blessed upbringing. Here's some pictures and thoughts...
|When I think of "Chicken Houses" this has always been my reference point. The Archer's "chicken house".|
|This is where my whole family went on Sunday mornings, Sunday nights and Wed. night's growing up. Ebenezer Baptists Church. My mother ( and my whole family) would sing many times in this building.|
|My mothers grave. I was too young to get to know her very well before she died (I was 11 and being a boy, I guess). They closed the whole school early the day of her funeral. I found that out just recently. She only lived 38 years on this earth.|
|Joe Ford-He's been the announcer for the Dacula Falcons since 1975. He said I was a real "scrappy" football player :). His daddy (Jay) opened this store in '46.|
|This is the house where we had an "outhouse" for our toilet. I did look to see if it was still standing. Didn't see it, though.|
|Mark Still. My best friend since I was 5 or 6 years old. He's had my favorite text: "Why you're out there 'finding yourself', the Bulldogs are getting their asses beat!"|