Eunice Loveall

This was my Ma Eunie. She was a short, round lady who could comfort any wound or scare a grown man! She was incrediable. She was originally Eunice Elizabeth McCullough but married my grandpa, "pa joe" and became a Loveall. She had 13 kids, (I think) and the first two died. When I was growing up many weekends she would have 1/2 dozen or so different grandkids there for the whole time. We really weren't much of a bother because we were always running up and down the hills, lanes and all over the farm. We knew better than to fight, go where we weren't supposed to or any such thing. I remember, we knew when it was meal time because she would go out on the porch and yell, "Joseph, Come to Dinner or Supper" and we all knew that meant we had about 10 minutes to get there if we wanted to eat. She was up with the chickens and went to bed last of all and worked hard all day. She never did believe that Neil Armstrong actually walked on the moon. It was just a "Hollywood picture show" to her. I had gotten seriously ill once and had to have an antibiotic shot every day for a week. My mom would take me to get the shot and then bring me to her while she worked. She would sit me on a stack of pillows (because my bottom had to hurt) and feed me whatever I wanted and top  it off with a fig newton or King Leo stick candy. I loved that. She also took black crochet thread and made me a little black octupus with it. She had some ways I didn't understand back then. She would take me to the woods with her to find "a cure" and she always spilled her snuff all over the place. My dad tells stories of Ma Eunie and "Big Mammy" her mother taking care of the sick folks anywhere around. My favorite is when he came in from school to find a neighbor laying out on the kitchen table and they were "digging" somthing out of him and when they finished, they poured the wound full of kerosene and packed it with moss. He said the man lived and didn't even get sick. She was a special lady and I still miss her today.