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Lillian Grant Wilson (Lil) from the Dora High School Class of 1931 passed away peacefully Monday, June 30, 2003, in Vermont. A memorial service will be held first in Vermont, then funeral services will be at 11 a.m. Saturday, July 12, 2003, followed by burial in Oak Hill Cemetery in Jasper.
Visitation will be from 6 to 8 p.m. Friday, July 11, 2003, at New Horizon Memorial Funeral Home in Dora. She was preceded in death by her husband of 63 years, Glinn C. Wilson in 1998.
She and her husband had both lived most of their lives in Dora. She was an active member of the Dora Aldersgate United Methodist Church where she was pianist for over 50 years. She worked in retail at several businesses, taught as a substitute teacher, and owned a private kindergarten, "Kiddie Kollege" in Dora. During the past 10 years, she lived in Vermont.
She is survived by her sons, Donald G. Wilson and his wife, Patti of Huntsville, and Stephen G. Wilson and his wife, Pamela of Lake Charles, La.; daughter, Judith W. Martin and her husband, Lewis C. Martin Jr. of Essex Junction, Vt.; seven grandchildren; 11 great-grandchildren; and one great-great-grandchild.
Memorial donations may be made to Aldersgate United Methodist Church, P.O. Box 609, Dora, Ala., 35062.

Asa Faith Bobo Randolph Remembers Lil Wilson

LIL - LOVELY,LOVING LADY I will never forget Lil Wilson. My earliest memory centers around Halloween. We (Asa Faith Bobo, Lana and Gwyn Andrews, Billy Ray Davis, Ronnie Sides, Arthur Lee Taylor, and Pat Dollar) would try to be the first ones to arrive at her house for treats. She always had homemade popcorn balls and peanut brittle. She loved us! A later memory is of my teenage years. Lil was an excellent pianist and played for many of us in the Miss Dora High contest. When I was in the eleventh grade, she was always available for me to come to her home to practice my song - CRY ME A RIVER. Right now, I want to cry a river because Lil is gone, but I feel that she is making popcorn balls and peanut brittle, and playing the piano for God and his angels. So - to Lil, I say - keep on, you LOVELY, LOVING LADY.

Southern Living by Rick Watson
I love our corner of the world. Especially this time of year when it starts to get hot. When folks from up north visit in October and it’s still warm enough to swim, they want to move south. But when summertime comes to Alabama you better love hot weather. I once saw a guy from up north sit down in his Lexus with leather seats and it was so hot it made the synthetic fabric of his shorts melt to his legs.I could almost hear him say "what in God's name was I thinking when I moved here?"
Blackberries love this weather too, and I love blackberries. I went out this evening and picked about a half gallon. Tomorrow, Jilda will wash ‘em up and cook up a blackberry cobbler pie and I’ll spend a little time in heaven.
Picking blackberries is no picnic. I always come home looking like I’ve been in a catfight. You also have to be careful.
My mother always warned me before I went out picking blackberries….be careful or you’ll get on a snake.
Now I’m not really that afraid of snakes. If I see them first, I just steer clear because my philosophy with most critters is live and let live. So today when I was picking in the field behind my house, I could hear my mother’s words in the back of my mind. I had already picked this blackberry patch last week so I had me a path stomped out. It was a spur of the moment decision to go picking, so I didn’t bother putting on long pants, I just picked up my basket and went at it. I was finding berries as big as my thumb and I was about waist deep in a patch and reaching high up to get the bigger fruit when I felt something on the back of my leg and I jumped straight up. I’m telling you, had I been in an Olympic high jump event, I would have won hands down. It was as if I were in slow motion because I turned in mid air expecting to see a rattlesnake as big as my arm coiled and ready to strike. What I actually saw was our new puppy that had silently slipped up behind me and it was she that had licked me on the leg. That was almost one less mouth to feed in the Watson household.
After I checked my britches to make sure there was not a problem there, I picked a few more berries and headed home.
In reflecting back on the days when I was younger, it is truly a wonder that I made it this far. My friends and me used to take advantage of the warm weather and we swam every day. We would go to the strip pits around Sloss Holler and dive off of rocks forty feet high into the cool green water. Several years ago I went back to the old strip pit to fish and it had not rained in some time so the water was down and I saw a gigantic rock protruding up right in the area where we used to dive. It was only by God’s grace that one of us didn’t break our neck.
I remember one time in particular that a bunch of us went exploring. There were about ten of us and we had all tied a rope around our waists and we were running up hills and down the other side and we did this for hours laughing and screaming a cursing at each other. Joe Plunkett was in the lead because he was the biggest at that time Johnny Rainey was second, I was third, my cousin Mickey was behind me and my other cousin Robby brought up the rear. Joe stepped in a Yellow Jacket’s nest and he didn’t get stung. Johnny got stung once and about ten Yellow Jackets nailed me. Mickey got stung too many times to count, but by the time Robby arrived at the nest those vicious insects were mad and they took it out on him. Having the rope tied around us proved to be a mistake as well because when folks started to get stung, we no longer were traveling in a straight line. In fact, we were going in every direction and it was pandemonium. When we finally stopped, we looked at Robby and he was literally covered in Yellow Jackets. We had to beat them off of him with pine tops. We took turns and carried him home. The escapade earned him a trip to the doctor, which rarely happened in those days.
Life is a funny thing. I know there were those who were more affluent than we were and probably think I’m crazy for saying this, but even if I could turn back the hands of time and change the circumstances of my youth, I would not. It is all these experiences that make me who I am today. And although most folks would not consider me rich, or famous, I am happy, and to me, that’s worth a lot.
Corner Knocks Dawgs Out of the Playoffs by Joe Moon
The weather was great for baseball, but not for the Dora Bulldogs. They played the Corner Yellow Jackets in a losers' bracket game in the State Tournament on Tuesday. The Bulldogs were up 5-1 early in the game, but Corner started a barrage of timely runs, to take a 11-5 lead. Dora never recovered, losing the game and a shot at a State Tourney title by the score of 13-6. The team will not be going to the World Series in Tennessee, thus ending the season with a record of 7 wins and 9 losses. Thanks for letting me bring you Dawg fans the Summer Baseball coverage. See ya'll August 28th for the Cordova-Dora football game. Go Dawgs Go!!

2003 Football Schedule submitted by Joe Moon

Preseason game - 8/22
Cordova - 8/28
Vinemont - 9/5
at Hanceville - 9/12
Good Hope - 9/19
at Sulligent - 9/26
at Locust Fork - 10/3
at New Hope - 10/10
Madison Academy - 10/17
at Holly Pond - 10/24
Curry - 10/31

The class of 1978 is now planning a 25 year reunion for Saturday August 30. Anyone interested in helping plan the reunion can contact Rusty Williams at (205) 648-6485 or email at Rustyman0@aol.com.


Patricia Hall Gant is trying to track down members of the Dora High School Class of 57. If you are a member or know of a member, please contact Patricia at patg@southlakeorthopaedics.com or call her at 205-648-6397.

Sandra Mclain Yarbrough is looking for a 1980 T.S. Boyd annual. If anyone knows where she can locate this annual please contact her at Rdaniely@netzero.com. She would also like to hear from some her old friends.

Take a look at this photo and see if you can guess who these folks are. Send your guess to rick@dorahighschool.com.
Marilyn Best Tadlock would like to know if anyone knows how she can get a replacement for her Diploma cover that was damaged. If anyone knows how she can get a replacement, please contact her at joesgardengirl@charter.net
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