The Old-Fashioned Way

Rain was beating down on the tin roof of our
house one cold December day in 1938.  Daddy
had lit a fire in the fireplace, and I was lying
down on a cot or single bed in the living room
by the double windows overlooking the porch.  I
don't remember if I was ill or just resting.  Mama
was in the room with us, and possibly Kathryn
also.  Even with the rain, I felt calm and serene.

Suddenly a knock came at the door.  Mama, the
servant that she always was, opened the door.  
There stood Havard in his blue denim overalls
and khaki shirt, his usual everyday attire.  He
came in and got by the fireplace, warming his

In those days, our chair seats were made with
cowhide, and he took a seat in one near Daddy
in front of the fireplace.  Perhaps Mama made
coffee, because Havard loved his coffee.  
Daddy would drink about a half cup with just a
little bit of cream.

Havard was telling Daddy that he and Gladys
wanted to get married, and he had come to get
Daddy's permission to marry her because she
was only 16.  He was probably 6 ft. tall, and
Gladys was 4 ft. 10 in. tall.  All of us Days are
short, the tallest being 5 ft. 2 in.  Mama started
crying.  I don't remember Havard's exact words,
or Daddy's, but he did give his permission and
maybe some admonitions on how to treat his
daughter.  He was a minister and a very kind
and generous man.

I don't think I realized then because of my age
exactly what was going on or what was being
said until after Havard left.  When I didn't
understand something, I would always ask
Mama to tell me.

You know the rest of the story.  They got
married, at our house, no doubt.... I can't
remember....early the next year.  We all loved
Havard very much.  He was the only brother I
had ever known.

There is a continuation about their first child,
which I will write later.

Ruth Day Richardson

About half a block north of the Leon Day homestead at
Saron, there is a dirt road, now named the Joskey Dykes
Road, leading east to a log cabin where My Great-Uncle
Jess and Aunt Dellie Havard once lived, and also my Uncle
Odis and Aunt Essie Day Havard lived.

One summer day in 1938, when I was 7 years old, and my
sister Kathryn was 8, our older sister, Gladys, age 16,
asked us if we wanted to go to Aunt Essie's with her.  Of
course, we were happy to go, skipping along picking
daisies or other flowers.

When we arrived at Aunt Essie's, Kat and I stayed outside
to play and Gladys went inside.  After awhile, we got thirsty
and went to the kitchen to get some water.  What we saw
shocked us.  Gladys and Havard were all hugged up, arms
wrapped around each other, kissing!!

They were surprised and apprehensive that we had
discovered their little romantic rendezvous.    Havard
reached into his shirt pocket, pulled out a package of Juicy
Fruit Gum, and gave us each a piece so we wouldn't tell

We didn't see Aunt Essie because she wasn't at home that
day.  I know  now the reason that Gladys wanted Kat and
me to go along was to chaperone.

Perhaps their lovers' tryst that day 63 years ago is why I
am an incurable romantic to this day.  And we kept our
promise not to tell daddy.

Ruth Richardson Day
                   The Day Ladies
Gladys     Novelle   Lula    Kathryn      Ruth     Sylvia   
Patti Page
Facing the picture, on the left side, left to right: the young boy is Charlie Grimes, who also went by the last name of Christian. The three men directly behind him
are Uncle Jess Havard, Pastor Marshall Ivy and Tom Havard(I think). I may not be correct on all of these, but I’ll ask my mother. She has this picture. The other
man on that side is my daddy, Eulon Page. The women are: front row left to right, Nettie Cryer and Aunt Gladys Havard. Behind them are Ruthie Mae Cryer and
Aunt Allie Grimes. The two women in back, left to right are Merle Grimes and Bertie Havard, Tom’s wife.(If I’m right about him, I think that’s who she is)

On the other side, starting in front with the children, I'm not sure about the little girl, it may be George and Jo Grimes' daughter, Dorinda. Next to her are John
Page, Richard Grimes, me(Patti Page) with Ray Modisett(Sylvia's son) in front of me. Next are my grandmother and grandfather, Ruby Tatum Day and Leon Day.

Second row: Sylvia Havard, Lula Day Page, Lois Day, a visiting woman preacher, (a Sister Hall maybe), the man between her and Ruby is Tony Grimes, Wynn,
and I just can't place the man next to Wynn.

Back row: Phyllis Page, Maelene Cryer, Jo Jones Grimes, George Grimes, the dark haired man behind Wynn is Earnest Day and I think the man in back is
Lindale Grimes, but I’m not sure.  (Names provided by Patti Page)
Leon Day

Ruby Tatum
Ruth, Louise and Kat