By Carla Bass – City Editor
As I walked up to Mrs. Lizzie Williams after church services at Belview Baptist Church at
Smithland, she looked at me in the face, grinned, rolled her eyes.
“Mmsh…you’re little Carla Jean aren’t you?” she asked.
Of course, I am nearly 62, but to her I will always be “Little Carla Jean”, the child I was
when I have my first memories of Mrs. Williams.
Not having seen her in several years, I did not know if she would recognize me.
I was not sure how good her memory would be at 99, but she had not forgotten me or any of my family.
Everyone was there to celebrate her 99th birthday with a dinner after church.
As she never had any children of her own, a nephew came from Dallas to celebrate the day with her.
Belview Baptist Church, where she attends, had her a cake and dinner to make that “her day.”
We usually do not write an article in ‘first person’, but this is an exception since “Little Lizzie” is a part of my own childhood memories.
Mrs. Lizzie had to have been around 35 or 40 years-old by my first memories of her.
At that time my grandfather…
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