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There have been 2335 American deaths in Afghanistan.
I want to keep this site updated with the total so that we can keep all our soldiers in our thoughts and prayers.

There were 4486 American deaths in Iraq since the beginning of hostilities in March 2003.
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Mary Bland Martin Griffin of Dora High School Class of 1960 Passes Away

CandleMary Bland Martin Griffin passed away on Tursday, July 17, 2014. Bell Funeral Home in Sumiton is handling the arrangements.
Visitation iSunday visitation noon to 2:00 p.m. The service at 2:00 p.m. in the chapel.

Dora Alumni Banquet for All Classes April 26

The Wilsons

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DHS Class of 1985 Reunion

Planning now underway for the Class of 1985

30-Year Reunion. Please join the Facebook Page below.


DHS Class of 1994 Reunion

Details We have created a Facebook Group Page to keep everyone up to date on what is going on with the Reunion!
Planning is just beginning as of April 10, 2014. So, please come and join us by going to DHS
Class of '94-Twenty Years!
And if you know of anyone NOT in the group, you have been given rights to allow them as members by just adding and it sends out an invite to join the group.
Please only allow 1994 DHS grads into the group...
Once you are in the group, you can add posts by emailing: Dora94@groups.facebook.com (be careful this posts directly to the FB Page as a POST for ALL to see!
For a more private question, you can contact any of the following people at this email: 94bulldogs@gmail.com Tomeka Prioleau Audrea Rice Robbins Cindy May Sargent Danielle Peterson Johnson Cacy Myrick Paone Audrea Rice Robbins

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I love breakfast

By Rick Watson

Breakfast is my favorite meal. That’s not to say that I don’t love hamburgers, fish, steak, 

pork chops, vegetables, fruit, grains and most breads, but the aroma of frying bacon can rouse me from a deep sleep.

The only two things I don’t like is tripe (made from a cow’s stomach) and fish bait (sushi, calamari, anchovies and all that stuff.)

My love of breakfast started young. Mama cooked for us kids most mornings. We didn’t always have meat with every lunch or dinner but for breakfast, we’d have bacon, sausage or ham.

Sometimes she’d send me out to the chicken pen to gather eggs. The roosters and hens fussed when you entered the henhouse. Every now and then, I’d have to reach under a fat hen to get eggs. There’s an art to sneaking eggs from beneath a nesting hen without getting a face full of claws and feathers. The eggs were warm to the touch.

Mama’s gravy didn’t look like what you get at Jack’s or Mickey D’s. Her gravy was the color of bisque with flecks of black pepper. 

Jilda’s mom made great biscuits, but my mom’s biscuits were different. She would scoop a glob of lard the size of a tennis ball and plop it in a cast-iron skillet with dappled sides from years of use. 

She’d set the skillet on the small eye of the electric stove to melt the lard while she mixed biscuit dough in an ancient white-speckled bowl.

When the lard melted, she’d place 10 biscuits in the skillet with one in the middle that looked as big as a hubcap to my hungry eyes. Once out of the oven, they had golden tops, with a bottom crust as brown as a graham cracker. The biscuits crunched slightly as you chewed, which added a pleasing texture that went well with fried eggs and gravy. 

On mornings when we had ham, she’d make redeye gravy, which raised the experience of biscuit sopping to a new level.

For variety, we’d sometimes have grits instead of gravy. The dollop of freshly churned butter in the pile of grits on my plate was as yellow as an egg yoke.

I became a coffee drinker before I started to school. She’d pour the morning nectar in my cup with a spoonful of sugar and enough cream to make it look like caramel.

The kitchen at the old place had a curtain-less window the width of our sink. On the sill, she had flowers and green plants that grew year around. The light coming through the windows made our kitchen feel like a happy place.

You might not be surprised to learn that the idea for today’s column came to me when Jilda asked if I’d like biscuits and gravy for breakfast. We usually have cereal or a blueberry-protein shake, but she cooks a mean breakfast that’s a rare treat for us.

I took my laptop to the screened porch and when the timer chimed announcing the biscuits were ready, I’d finished this piece.

I hope you get a chance to enjoy a nice country breakfast soon.



The Dora High School Class of 2004 is celebrating their 10 class reunion in April

The reunion will be April 12, 2014 in Birmingham, AL. Anyone needing more information can contact me at blevi008@crimson.ua.edu for more information!

Dora High School Class of 1966 is now looking for classmates.
Contact Dennis Wayne Roberts




The life and death of a gentle man.

On November 30, 1921, a son, John, was born to Harris  and Nannie "Mae" Trott Moore. There was another son, James Harris Moore, Jr. and a sister Margaret Annette. Also, Mae's brother, Thomas Trott, 15, had come to live with them after his mother died.

The Moores had moved from Yerkwood to Dora. Times were hard for the family because of the Great Depression. Harris worked for the WPA, and farmed a garden to grow vegetable for the family.  At one time he ran a mine commissary store. The Moores tried, unsuccessfully, to run a cafe in Dora.

Their garden was away from the house in a clearing in the woods. It appears that Harris sold some of his vegetables. The were hard-scrabble poor, but lucky enough to have a cow. The boys were not a great deal of help, but Harris was focused on keeping his family alive during the Depression.

There was no indoor plumbing in the house, only an outhouse. There was no refrigeration, but they had a spring house which was cooled by water running through it. It held all of their perishable foods, and was kept locked.

John and James, Jr.  walked the railroad tracks to Dawson School. James, Jr. was dissatisfied with life in Dora and moved from the family while still a teenager. He went to live with his grandfather Moore in McCalla. John continued on and graduated from Dora High School in 1938-39.

Mae Moore joined the Methodist Church in Dora, and took the children to church, but Harris did not attend very often. The gracious and loving Mae formed John into a thoughtful, compassionate and gentlemanly person. The Great Depression taught him how to be self-reliant and sensitive to the suffering of others.

Around 1940, Harris moved the family to Glen Hills close to Bessemer. John continued living at home and enrolled in Birmingham Southern College from which he graduated in 1943.

Immediately after graduating from college, John went into the Navy and into the V5 program at Northwestern University, Chicago, Illinois. He served with distinction  as a Naval officer in WWII.

John Moore died November 30, 2013. His obituary reads as follows:

John Wilburn Moore
Nov. 20, 1921 - Nov. 20. 2013
Resident of Moraga, Contra Costa, California

John Wilburn Moore passed away peacefully on Saturday in his home. It was his 92nd Birthday.
John grew up in Dora, Alabama, and graduated from Birmingham Southern College in 1943.
He entered the US Naval Midshipman's School at Northwestern University in Chicago, Illinois.
He served in World War II in the South Pacific and Okinawa campaigns on the ships USS Dixie, USS Kochab, USS Crater, and USS Etlah, serving aboard the latter as Commanding Officer.

John attended the Hastings College of Law of the University of California, San Francisco, obtaining his L.L.B. and J.D. in 1950. He practiced law, specializing in Worker's Compensation in San Francisco for 40 years. He was a partner at Hanna, MacLean, McAleer & Jensen.

After a retirement of two months, he served as Administrative Law Judge for the State of California for 12 years.

John enjoyed fishing, opera and was a voracious reader. He was an avid 49er fan and an active member of Holy Shepherd Lutheran Church in Orinda.

John is survived by his loving wife, Mary, devoted children Robert Moore of Moraga, Katie Wunder (Michael) of Walnut Creek and grandchildren, Mary, Brandon, & Cristian. He is also survived by his sisters, Annette Waters of Hueytown, Alabama and Patricia Letson of Harrison, Tennessee. He will be missed by all who knew him.

The family requests donations to Lamorinda Adult Respite Center "LARC" or Hospice of the East Bay in lieu of flowers. The celebration of John's life will be Saturday, December 14 at 2 PM at Holy Shepherd Lutheran Church in Orinda.


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