COMMERCE - Lucile Jordan, 91, passed away Friday, July 19, 2013, at the Northridge Health and Rehab Center.
She
was the daughter of the late William Arthur Waters, and Minnie Cowart
Waters. Mrs. Jordan was preceded in death by two husbands, Eual Green
(Dixie) Haggard and Lonnie Eugene Jordan.
She was very active in the Madison Street Baptist Church where she was a
Sunday School teacher and sang in the choir. She was also active in the
Senior Citizens group and retired from working at Jays Department
Store.
Survivors include a son, William Raymond Haggard, Warner Robins; and two
daughters, Linda June Cannon, Commerce, and Carolyn Perry, Thomson;
nine grandchildren; nine great-grandchildren; and 10
great-great-grandchildren.
Funeral services were held Sunday, July 21, at the Madison Street
Baptist Church with the Rev. David Harbin officiating. Interment was in
the Grey Hill Cemetery.
Ivie Funeral Home, Commerce, was in charge of arrangements.
Thursday, February 27, 2014
Monday, February 17, 2014
Aunt Hattie And The Coal Stove
My Grandfather after he professed went out and buried all of the Tobacco Products and never again were they sold in his store.
My Aunt Hattie loved to dip snuff and always complained that she had to purchase it from our cousins store up the street at Claudie Waters grocery and Cafe.
She would sit in a wooden chair at the end of the counter and make sure that the correct groceries when into the correct box and that everything was in the customers order.
On the upright coal stove that reached almost to the ceiling it had four vents that you could open of close to make the stove get hotter. She had been doing the same thing over and over for many years and she had practiced spitting her snuff through the vents when they were open and never a drop hit the stove.
Well we were curious children, and knew that we couldn't dip snuff so we thought that we would try using Cocoa and our saliva to see if we could spit it into the vents of the stove. When she went to the restroom we would take turns trying to do has she had done with the snuff. Cocoa by itself will almost choke you because it is so bitter, and because we missed the vents the store smelled like baked Cocoa. Aunt Hattie daid that if we were going to try it again we should try mixing it with sugar and it would taste better and we could then make it thinner. Well this was going ok until mom came in and sent use to the car and said just you wait until your dad gets home. We knew that we were in trouble and that it wasn't going to be daddy doing the discipline but our mother.
Well after whippings and being sent to bed we didn't try that trick ever again. We just enjoyed the art of Aunt Hattie making a wringer every time.
By: Palmer Waters
My Aunt Hattie loved to dip snuff and always complained that she had to purchase it from our cousins store up the street at Claudie Waters grocery and Cafe.
She would sit in a wooden chair at the end of the counter and make sure that the correct groceries when into the correct box and that everything was in the customers order.
On the upright coal stove that reached almost to the ceiling it had four vents that you could open of close to make the stove get hotter. She had been doing the same thing over and over for many years and she had practiced spitting her snuff through the vents when they were open and never a drop hit the stove.
Well we were curious children, and knew that we couldn't dip snuff so we thought that we would try using Cocoa and our saliva to see if we could spit it into the vents of the stove. When she went to the restroom we would take turns trying to do has she had done with the snuff. Cocoa by itself will almost choke you because it is so bitter, and because we missed the vents the store smelled like baked Cocoa. Aunt Hattie daid that if we were going to try it again we should try mixing it with sugar and it would taste better and we could then make it thinner. Well this was going ok until mom came in and sent use to the car and said just you wait until your dad gets home. We knew that we were in trouble and that it wasn't going to be daddy doing the discipline but our mother.
Well after whippings and being sent to bed we didn't try that trick ever again. We just enjoyed the art of Aunt Hattie making a wringer every time.
By: Palmer Waters
To Buy Or Not To Buy An Adding Machine
My Uncle Snooks was a friendly sort of man and he always could find something for you to do so that you stayed busy.
Sometimes we took the soda pop caps out into the drive and parking area and poured them out so that cars wouldn't get mud on the doors and the ladies skirts or dresses got dirty when they came to shop. Sometimes we cleaned the front windows inside and out so that the vegetables area was sparkling. We put dust down powder on the wood floors to cut down on the dust and dirt. We stocked the shelves or straightened up the storage area.
Whenever he wasn't busy with giving us something to do he was adding in his head the accounts and the days receipts, or adding peoples charges to their accounts. When the collectors came in he would post the amounts paid to the store account ledgers. He would do this always in his head, and he was always to the penny. You could give him a number and he would tell you how many dimes, nickels and pennies were in the number.
One day while working outside a man drove up in a new Cadillac and said that he wanted to see the owner or the person who did the books. Someone took him into the store and introduced him to Uncle Snooks. He explained, "That he was selling the best adding machines and that so far he hadn't found anyone that couldn't do without one."
Uncle Snooks said that he had been adding for years in his head and didn't have the need for such a machine. The man told him all about the time saving that it would do for him and that it kept a running tape of the numbers so that they could be crossed checked, and Uncle Snooks still said no. The man tried many different ways to close him on the adding machine and everyone failed to close the deal for him. Finally in frustration the man said, I'll tell you what I will do. I will take this list of 50 numbers and you take the list of the same 50 numbers and I will add them on this machine and you can add them in your head and it your number is wrong then you will buy the adding machine ok. Is this a deal, Uncle Snooks said sure you have a deal.
By this time the store was full of people wanting to see what was going to happen and who was going to win.
Each was given the list of the same numbers and then when the man had finished adding them up he said. "sir what is the amount that you came up with." Uncle Snooks told the man his number and the man said, see I told you this machine was smarter that you. Uncle Snooks said now wait a minute I have added this list up three times in my head and got the same number all three times and you only added it up once. What it sounds like to me is that you hit the wrong key and made a mistake. Why don't you add it up again and see if you get the same number. As the man added the numbers again being very careful to hit the correct keys he got the same number that Uncle Snooks had originally.
Before anyone could say anything the man went to his car in a hurry but as a crowd had come uo he had to sit patiently in his car until he was able to leave.
It was quite a few years before we got an adding machine.
By: Palmer Waters
Sometimes we took the soda pop caps out into the drive and parking area and poured them out so that cars wouldn't get mud on the doors and the ladies skirts or dresses got dirty when they came to shop. Sometimes we cleaned the front windows inside and out so that the vegetables area was sparkling. We put dust down powder on the wood floors to cut down on the dust and dirt. We stocked the shelves or straightened up the storage area.
Whenever he wasn't busy with giving us something to do he was adding in his head the accounts and the days receipts, or adding peoples charges to their accounts. When the collectors came in he would post the amounts paid to the store account ledgers. He would do this always in his head, and he was always to the penny. You could give him a number and he would tell you how many dimes, nickels and pennies were in the number.
One day while working outside a man drove up in a new Cadillac and said that he wanted to see the owner or the person who did the books. Someone took him into the store and introduced him to Uncle Snooks. He explained, "That he was selling the best adding machines and that so far he hadn't found anyone that couldn't do without one."
Uncle Snooks said that he had been adding for years in his head and didn't have the need for such a machine. The man told him all about the time saving that it would do for him and that it kept a running tape of the numbers so that they could be crossed checked, and Uncle Snooks still said no. The man tried many different ways to close him on the adding machine and everyone failed to close the deal for him. Finally in frustration the man said, I'll tell you what I will do. I will take this list of 50 numbers and you take the list of the same 50 numbers and I will add them on this machine and you can add them in your head and it your number is wrong then you will buy the adding machine ok. Is this a deal, Uncle Snooks said sure you have a deal.
By this time the store was full of people wanting to see what was going to happen and who was going to win.
Each was given the list of the same numbers and then when the man had finished adding them up he said. "sir what is the amount that you came up with." Uncle Snooks told the man his number and the man said, see I told you this machine was smarter that you. Uncle Snooks said now wait a minute I have added this list up three times in my head and got the same number all three times and you only added it up once. What it sounds like to me is that you hit the wrong key and made a mistake. Why don't you add it up again and see if you get the same number. As the man added the numbers again being very careful to hit the correct keys he got the same number that Uncle Snooks had originally.
Before anyone could say anything the man went to his car in a hurry but as a crowd had come uo he had to sit patiently in his car until he was able to leave.
It was quite a few years before we got an adding machine.
By: Palmer Waters
Saturday, February 15, 2014
Joseph O. Waters Sr.
Joseph O.(Joe) Waters
Joseph O. Waters Sr, 84, of Commerce, died Monday, February 16, 2004.
A longtime businessman in Commerce, Mr. Waters was the Owner of Waters Brothers Furniture Company.
He was preceded in death by a daughter, Juanita W. Shippey.
Funeral services were held at 2:30 p.m. Wednesday, February 18, in the chapel of Ivie Funeral Home, Commerce, with Robert Flippo officiating. Burial was in Jackson Memorial Park, Commerce.
Mr. Waters is survived by his wife, Pauline Waters, of the home; two sons, Oliver Waters, Commerce, and Palmer Y. Waters, Memphis, Tenn.; a foster son, Bobby Blake, Augusta; two daughters, Mrs. Daniel (Lucy) Hagy, Commerce, and Mrs. Duane (Susan) Mathis, Redlands, Calif.; one brother, Dan Waters, Commerce; one sister, Mrs. Lottie Gary, Commerce; 18 grandchildren and 20 great-grandchildren.
Ivie Funeral Home was in charge of arrangements.
The Jackson Herald, February 18, 2004
Mary Pauline “Polly” Waters
Mary Pauline ‘Polly’ Waters
Mrs. Mary Pauline “Polly” Waters, of Commerce, died Wednesday, February 18, 2004, at her residence of an extended illness.
Funeral services were held at 11 a.m. Thursday, February 19, in the chapel of Ivie Funeral Home, Commerce. Burial was in Jackson Memorial Park, Commerce.
Survivors include two sons, J. Oliver Waters Jr., Commerce, and Palmer Y. Waters, Bartlett, Tenn.; a foster son, Bobby Blake, Augusta; two daughters, Mrs. Daniel (Lucy) Hagy, Commerce, and Mrs. Duane (Susan) Mathis, Redlands, Calif.; 18 grandchildren and 20 great-grandchildren.
Mrs. Waters was preceded in death by her husband, Joe Waters, and a daughter, Juanita W. Shippey.
Ivie Funeral Home was in charge of arrangements.
The Jackson Herald, February 25, 2004
Mrs. Mary Pauline “Polly” Waters, of Commerce, died Wednesday, February 18, 2004, at her residence of an extended illness.
Funeral services were held at 11 a.m. Thursday, February 19, in the chapel of Ivie Funeral Home, Commerce. Burial was in Jackson Memorial Park, Commerce.
Survivors include two sons, J. Oliver Waters Jr., Commerce, and Palmer Y. Waters, Bartlett, Tenn.; a foster son, Bobby Blake, Augusta; two daughters, Mrs. Daniel (Lucy) Hagy, Commerce, and Mrs. Duane (Susan) Mathis, Redlands, Calif.; 18 grandchildren and 20 great-grandchildren.
Mrs. Waters was preceded in death by her husband, Joe Waters, and a daughter, Juanita W. Shippey.
Ivie Funeral Home was in charge of arrangements.
The Jackson Herald, February 25, 2004
Mildred B. Gunter
Obituary Listing Mildred B. Gunter, 86, of Commerce died Sunday. Funeral, 11 a.m. today, Ivie Funeral Home.
Sidney N. Waters DDS
Sidney Waters Inc DDS PC
Contact Information
Sidney Waters Inc DDS PC230 Lanier Ave W Ste A
Fayetteville, GA 30214
Mailing address:
P.O. BOX 157
Fayetteville, GA 30214
Contact Name: Sidney Waters DDS
Title: President
Phone: 770-461-7875
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