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THE HOUSTON HOME JOURNAL
Learning about little-known cemeteries
It’s strange how some
thing will come along to
pique an interest and once
your curiosity is aroused,
how one thing will lead to
another and to some very
interesting people along the
way.
I bowled with the late
Bobbie Logan for many
years and I’d met her hus
band, Cal, a couple of times
but I was surprised to get an
email from him a few
months ago asking for some
information on a cemetery
that was located on Robins
Air Force Base. He said if I
didn’t know anything about
it, and that I’d know who to
contact. There’s only one
person who would know and
be able to contact anyone
about anything on base and
that’s Diane Gross. With her
help, Cal got his answers.
This bit got me interested
in some of the little obscure
cemeteries in the county but
I got busy and didn’t follow
my curiosity. Then Cal
called again and wanted me
to go see the King-Renfroe
cemetery that has some of
Gov. Sonny Perdue’s ances
tors. Cal is angry because
there has been vandalism in
the cemetery including
stones apparently run down
by a truck and broken. I
went with him to look at the
area and it was sad to see
what some people obviously
look on as fun.
The people who have
developed an interest in
genealogy and the history of
their families are more
aware that the gravestones
commemorate real people
who deserve more respect
Lip gloss addiction is a terrible thing to have to admit to
I spend a good portion of
my time in search of a better
lip gloss, a better bra and a
better man. Like most
Southern women, I am an
optimist. I believe there is
always something better out
there than what I have.
It is a constant quest of
mine to find the best. Which
is why I discovered upon a
recent cosmetic inventory,
that I own 83 lip glosses and
27 lip pencils. Of these, I
actually use four lip pencils
and five lip glosses. After all,
as long as you have peach,
pink, red and soft caramel,
you have the lips covered.
Southern women have an
infatuation with make-up
that, outside of Hollywood,
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how newspapers are published. The group saw the printing press in operation and
learned about the different stages of production, from newswriting to the final prod
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Irene Hamer
Columnist
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than being surrounded by
dead trees, waist-high weeds
and broken markers no mat
ter how long they have been
gone from the earth.
I went on line and discov
ered there is a young
woman, Stepahnie
Lincecum, who is research
ing the cemeteries of
Houston County. In fact, she
has done so much in this
field that she received the
“Golden Peach Award” for
“Excellence in on-going
research for Houston
County and the Georgia
American History and
Genealogy Project for the
tireless hours of compiling
and gathering information
to be put out for other
researchers.”
A few of the over 80 ceme
teries that were originally in
Houston County now lie in
Peach County. Ms. Lincecum
placed information on the
web site including some
complete surveys, some with
an index of burials the ceme
teries, transcriptions of
some sites, photos and there
even is a slideshow on the
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Ronda Rich
Columnist
is somewhat quaint in
today’s society. Many seem
perplexed by women who
put on mascara and lipstick
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Haynesville Baptist Church.
It is a time and labor inten
sive job, especially for one
person who also holds down
a job.
Most cemeteries were
started when a church was
formed but there are many
family plots scattered in odd
places around the county.
Most everyone driving south
on Ga. 247 has probably
noted a small cemetery with
a wrought iron fence around
it that is located across from
the base between the rail
road tracks and the highway.
I don’t know the name of
this one and it would proba
bly be worth your life to try
and stop to see it the way
the traffic along there is
now.
I clicked on the e-mail link
on the Web site and wrote
Stephanie asking if she
would agree to tell me more
about her research and her
self. I was glad when she
agreed but we both decided
since we were in the middle
of the holidays, we would
wait until things had calmed
down a bit. We finally met
right after the New Year
came in. Stephanie is a
warm and interesting young
woman. Born in Warner
Robins in an Air Force fami
ly she considers the city
home even though she trav
eled when dad was trans
ferred and after she grew up
and went off on her own to
live in Macon and then the
big city of Atlanta for a
while. Home called her back
in 2001 even though the
town has changed so much
through the years.
to put out pine straw. I am
perplexed by those who
don’t. I once wrote, “It only
takes 44 seconds to apply
mascara and lip gloss. Fifty
three seconds, if you add lip
liner.” Some thought it was
hilarious that I had actually
timed it.
“You Southern women are
so vain,” a non-southern
man said teasingly to me.
I nodded happily. I, like
those of my sisterhood, am
not ashamed of this. “That’s
right.” I leaned closer. “I
have noticed that you men
tend to like better those of
us women who are vain over
those who aren’t.”
Personally, lip gloss plays
a big part in my own vanity.
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Stephanie Lincecum is a
local historical researcher
with an interest in old
cemeteries.
Her interest in the ceme
teries evolved naturally
since she loved reading,
then became interested in
history and that led to
genealogy and each of these
drew her to another facet of
her interests. A curious
mind is a wonderful thing! It
wanders up and down corri
dors and paths that we
never expected to enter but
then we find we’re having a
lot of fun wandering far
afield from whence we start
ed.
Stephanie said even if
you’re not interested in
doing a lot of delving into
this, it is interesting just to
spend time browsing looking
at the names and inscrip
tions on the stones, in fact,
it was once a popular past
time to spend a Sunday
afternoon having a picnic in
the cemeteries.
If you’re interested you
can access a heap more
information by going to the
web site: gagen.i-found
it.net/hccemteries.html
I am addicted to it. I can’t
stand dry, colorless lips. So
much so that once when I
had a business luncheon, I
arrived early and was check
ing my lip gloss before I got
out of the car. To my horror,
I discovered I didn’t have
any! I panicked. My heart
started racing, my hands
began trembling.
Fortunately, I had enough
time to dash to the store and
pick up a new gloss. I now
know how a drug addict
feels when he needs a quick
fix.
Apparently, I’m not alone
in this addiction or the quest
to find a better lip gloss.
Last year, the lipstick indus-
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reminder of a girl who died at 16 in 1870.
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An old grave marker lies in fragments after being run
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where the list of cemeteries
is and you will also find the
“History of Cemeteries and
Obituaries,” compiled by
Addie Howell, to add to your
knowledge.
It’s a good hobby, peaceful
and quiet, it gets you out of
the house, you can enjoy the
try chalked up over $3 bil
lion in sales. I suspect, just
from what I’ve seen, $2.9
billion came from
Southeastern consumers. I
certainly contributed my
fair share. My friend,
Debbie, is a racecar driver.
One night, she climbed from
her car, hot and sweaty, after
a long race. She took her
helmet off and shook loose
her tousled blond hair. Her
mother took one look at her
and asked, “Where’s your
lipstick?” It is impossible to
race away from some of the
elements of your upbring
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fresh air and moderate exer
cise and it piques your mind
about other things, as well
as reminding you that you’d
better get rid of the small
every day aggravations
because life is short and you
should enjoy as much as you
can.
York, I am always the one
who gets snagged and
dragged by enthusiastic
make-up mavens over to the
cosmetic counter in Saks.
“Why is it always me?” I
asked my companions.
“Probably because they’re
experts at spotting vanity
from a mile away,” Nicole
offered wryly.
Or, maybe they just recog
nize an optimistic Southern
woman who is looking for a
better lip gloss than the one
she bought the last time.
Ronda Rich is the author
of “What Southern Women
Know (That Every Woman
Should)” and “My Life In
The Pits”
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