After reading what wikipedia said about Cotton Eyed Joe, one could almost assume that the girls at this school were saying good bye to a dance they were no longer aloud to dance. Maybe the good times were gone.
I remember my parents taking us there in the very early 70s. The lights were so dim I couldn't see the menu and ordered a bologna sandwich. We also got our rears tanned for wading in the koy pond. Oh those fond memories.
Way back in the day, where the old I-55 bridge hits the Tennessee side, there was a park where that old hotel sits. (It is in front of the metal museum). This was called Riverside Park. I have seen pictures of the old old bridge back when the RR ran in between East and West bound traffic and this looks like it could be the on set to the West bound side. You can still drive under it today. Does anyone know where I am talking about?
I have read that durning those years and before that it was not unusual to NOT name your baby for a few years. You just waited to see if it lived. The particular years that these children died were lean years and they may not have had enough food or the right kind of food to offer these children and bust their systems.
By Leonard Gill
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