My grandmother was born in Lott, Texas. It was a tiny town in the middle of corn fields. She and her sister Nettie grew up dividing their time between two grandparents. Granny was ambitious and studious , graduating from a woman's college in the early 1900's. She worked as a teacher and as a census taker.
At one point, Granny taught school in a home for wayward boys as they were called then.
Granny drove her horse Bill to a 4 wheel covered buggy. Bill was a fine sorrel gelding, gentle and kind as horses go. He was ever the gentleman. Granny would tell the story of when a coach whip snake wrapped itself up in the buggy spokes. Everyone was horrified and they promptly began whipping the snake. Trying to get away from the whip, the snake wiggled and ended up in the buggy. Granny and occupants scattered with loud shrikes. Old Bill thought he was suppose to go home without a driver and promptly took himself, buggy and snake back home.
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