Shown is Porter Phillips in the sheriff’s office

The story of Porter Phillips and Ada Hollingsworth Phillips is one of love at first sight.  It was in Selma, Al that they met at the train station.  Porter took one look at her and said to his friend, “I am going to marry that pretty girl!” Ada was engaged to someone else but Porter took care of that!  They were married November 20, 1917 in Uniontown, AL and soon after that moved to Starkville in 1917. Porter’s father Lee Phillips and his step-grandmother, Ada Simpson Phillips, lived where the Hampton Inn is located now.

There were ten children born to Porter and Ada Phillips.  Two children died at an early age:  Mary Elizabeth Phillips (1932) and Nancy Evelyn (1942).  The remaining eight children all grew up in Starkville and graduated from Starkville High School.  They are:

William Preston Phillips, Walter (Skeeter) Ellis Phillips, James Porter (J.P.), Minnie Delle Phillips, Bessie Pauline Phillips, Annie Louise Phillips, Lee Roy Phillips and Betty Jane Phillips.

Pictured are the eight children as photographed by Jim Pruitt about the same age

From this family 96 have attended Mississippi State University, 72 graduated and 16 are currently attending.  A family tradition at Mississippi State University of which they are proud!  It all began by taking the family to college at a young age.  They would walk the tracks to the to see everything going on at the college.  That love of Mississippi State and sporting events grew through the years.  No matter what state they live, they all want to come “home” to Mississippi State University to attend college; however a few did chose Ole Miss.

World War II and Pearl Harbor changed the world and lives of the Phillips Family.  All four boys joined the service and served overseas.  The four sisters married and their husbands also served in the military.  Many nights the girls and their mother would sit around the dining table writing letters to the four sons and son-in-laws overseas while praying for their safe return.  All eight of them returned safely and began great families of their own.

Porter was a merchant, farmer, trader and the Sheriff of Oktibbeha County. He had a Grade A Dairy which he sold milk to Perry Creamery.  His milk cans were labeled No. 2. His “slaughter house” set approximately where the Starkville High Football Practice Field is today.  Mother would set up a “hamburger stand” during cattle events and cook hamburgers to sell.  Across from their house on Louisville Street, they built a clay tennis court where all their friends in town and the college played.  He traded property all over town such as the Valentine house, the Dorman house, the Chester Jarnigan house, the Peters house in Sessums, and the Hampton Ellis house with the white picket fence around it on Russell Street. In 1929, he purchased 20 acres of land on Louisville Road where he built his three bedroom home which cost $28 hundred dollars.  This house still stands today holding many fond memories of home to the family.  They had a goat cart that they rode down Main Street waving to everyone. One bedroom was for the parents, one for the four boys and one for the four girls.  The first remote Radio Station was located in the Hotel Chester and Delle was an accomplished piano player and she would play while Pauline sang during intermissions. People who heard them would congratulate them the next day.  Pauline, Louise and Betty played the xylophone in the Starkville High School Band.

Porter built a shotgun type house immediately in the back of the house for the help, Alice Triplett that took care of the children.   After Ada’s last child was born, Alice told her that she had taken care of all her children and this would be the last one she would take care of.  When the time came, she left on good terms.  There was a concrete gold fishpond in the yard and a dollhouse for the children to play in.  Bittie Puller on Greensboro Street is the only other one in town.  It had shutters and curtains over the windows, and lights, etc.  In the back yard was a “house” cow. Every morning, Ada, would get up and milk the cow to make fresh biscuits for the family.  Porter Phillips table blessing:  Bless thee, Lord, Bless these, and for all they other blessings, we humbly beg, for Christ sake.  Amen.  When Mama Ada called someone “Chesterfield, Sputsy, Spoonagator,” We all knew exactly what she meant!  The worst word I ever heard Mama say was “darn” and then she would remark, “See what you kids made me say!”

The family attended First Baptist Church every Sunday.  They walked to church three or four blocks every Sunday and attended youth services on Sunday evening.  They walked to

School every day where they all enjoyed all the sporting events from baseball, basketball and football, etc.  One was so good he made the semipros.

As the eight children grew up, there was no television, so we had to play our own games such as King Tut, paper dolls, slingshots, riding in the goat cart, craw fishing, roller skating on sidewalks, jump rope, Mama, May I, Pop the Whip, hopscotch, hide and seek, etc.

“Kambo, Karo, Aro, Jaro, Rack-astack, penny winkle, flam a doodle, yellow bug, Molly, won’t you come-bo” is a tongue twister Grandpa Lee Phillips taught his grandchildren while sitting on his knee.

One of the songs Mama Ada sang to her children as she played the piano was “Frere Jacques, Frere Jacques, Dormez vous? Dormez vous? Sonnez les matines, sonnez les matines, din, din, don, din, din, don.”  Mama Ada played by ear and was also church organist before she married.  Mama Ada would make us behave by threatening to call “Old Mac Squirter.”

Four of the Phillips original eight children are still living – two in Starkville, Lee Roy and Pauline; and Betty in McLean, VA and Delle in Fayette, AR

What wonderful memories we all have -some make us cry but more of them make us smile.  And even though we might remember in different ways, we all cherish the memories of Porter and Ada Phillips and the family they nourished.  Of all the blessings Pa Porter and Mama Ada gave their children, grandchildren, great-grandchildren, the most important was witnessing their faith and having the certain knowledge that one day all the tears will be wiped away.

Porter and Ada Phillips reared their eight children with love for Christ and love for each other, with respect for themselves and for others, and with love for our country.  Those born into this family are grateful for their strong belief in right and wrong, in self-sufficiency, and each of us trying to make the world a little better.  This is a legacy that we treasure and take pride in our stories and memories of our Phillips family.

A family reunion picture showing the eight children and their parents. Porter and Ada Phillips are shown in the middle on the second row with Porter holding a child.

Porter and Ada Phillips both worked for J. W. Sanders Textile Mill and worked in the spinning room.  They made 80 cents a day.  After they quit working at the mill, Porter started selling “iced down meat” out of a tub under a cedar tree on Mill Street. Then they put in a little store called Phillips Grocery and Meat Market on Gillespie Street about where the turntable is in Needmore.  They sold meat, vegetables and other groceries. When they closed, they let all the mill people have all that was in the store, because their dad said, “they needed it.”  From there they moved to town across from the First Baptist Church on the corner of Lampkin and Lafayette Street (Larry Mullins CFP/CIS is today).  They sold meat in their store until the meat inspection law was passed.   Ada took orders by phone and they were delivered to homes.  In 1940 Porter was elected sheriff of Oktibbeha County.  His son, Preston, was the tax collector and John High was deputy sheriff.  In those days two main jobs of the sheriff were whiskey stills and taking the insane to Whitfield. Riding through the county, he would spot smoke coming up out of no where and later go back and investigate to find a whiskey still.  Taking people to Whitfield, he had to have someone in the car with him and would take one of his family so they got to go on trips and see things that others did not have the opportunity.

Lee Roy Phillips, son of Porter and Ada, is an excellent writer and wrote a poem to each of them as follows.

County Sheriff

He was our county sheriff during World War II

He and one deputy patrolled the county through and through

They worked hard both day and night.

They arrested many moonshiners and destroyed their stills

Located in swamps, woods, thickets or foot of a hill.

Caught record number of rustlers in his first year.

You had to leave the county even buy a beer.

The county was dry, no beer or wine.

The joints all moved across the county line.

If you broke the law regardless of what you thought.

He would not stop till you were caught.

Everyone who knew him knew where he stood.

He was going to keep the county safe any way he could.

He taught many young men how to stay on right road

How to be respectable and carry their share of the load.

He loved his God, Family and his state.

Worked hard his years to keep his county great.

To me, he’s my hero, idol, best friend I ever had.

I’m so proud of him, for he’s my Dad.

Mama

This is about a special person in my life.

Mother of ten children and my daddy’s wife.

Worked hard and supported daddy through the years.

Many happy times and sometime sad with tears.

She had beautiful complexion, loveliest skin you’ve ever seen.

Fixed her face every day, for she was Porter’s queen.

She knew what to do when an insect bite began to itch

Do something wrong and she would make you cut a switch.

When I wanted to go somewhere and daddy said no

I would get her to plead for me and he would let me go.

She loved her grandchildren whether boy or girl

When she was holding them, she was on top of the world.

She was still lovely at age eighty

A true gracious, kind southern lady

Thanks Mom and Dad for Memories we had

We praise God for our special Mom and Dad.

Thanks Mama and Daddy for steering us down life’s road

Always do right and carry our share of load

Teaching us about God and How to Love and pray

When our journeys over to all be with God one day.

Horace Harned, Jr.

It has been more than 70 years since Horace Harned was a young lieutenant serving in a mapping squadron assigned to the famed Flying Tigers of the U. S. Army Air Force’s 14^th Wing in China.

His recollections as a member of the ground crews mapping thousands of square miles in southern China bring tears to his eyes.  Sometimes they are tears of laughter, sometimes tears of emotion, from memories of experiences that were arduous at best, life-threatening at worse.

These memories were rekindled for Harned when he and his wife joined more than 600 former Flying Tigers and their families for a reunion in Taipei, Taiwan, in observance of the 40^th anniversary at the ending of World War II.  The 14^thAir Force Association was invited to hold the reunion in Taiwan by the Chinese Air Force and other veterans’ and governmental groups.

The 14^th Air Force Wing was activated under the command of General Claire Chennault after the Japanese attack on Pearl Harbor on December 7, 1941.  Joining with the Chinese, commanded by Generalissimo Chiang Kai-sheik, the wing soon earned the title of the Flying Tigers and became a strong force in the eventual defeat of the Japanese.

When Harned completed his degree in geology at Mississippi State College in 1942, he joined the Army Air Force. His eyesight prevented him from entering pilot training, and he was sent to Denver for a three-month course preparing him to be a photographic lab commander.  Commissioned a second lieutent on No. 7, 1942, he was assigned to the USAF First Mapping Group whose goal was to improve aerial maps for the Air Force.

Prior to duty in China, and after additional training in Washington, D. C. Harned helped map the West coast of Mexico, a two-month assignment.  In November of 1943, he was assigned to the 3^rd Mapping Squadron that was attached to the Flying Tigers in China.  His trip took six weeks because the Japanese had most of the Pacific Ocean closed to American ships and aircraft and his route took him by way of Brazil, Africa and India.

Harned spent 12 months in China as commander of ground “geodet” parties responsible for setting up stations at 50-mile intervals in an area the size of the southeastern quarter of the United States.  Using an equlangulator to observe the stars, the crew determined the latitude and longitude of the station, which could be a shed, rock, formation, bridge or anything that could be identified on aerial photographs.  This information was combined with the aerial photographs of the area to develop aeronautical charts for pilots.  Most of the territory mapped by the ground units of the photographic wing lay in remote areas of China often inhabited by unfriendly bandits or curious tribesmen who had never before seen a white man.

The ground party carried everything it needed on its forays, usually camping in tents but sometimes finding shelter with missionaries.  Harned, an avid hunter and fisherman since childhood, supplemented their G. I. Rations with fish and game from the rivers and forests in which they traveled.

Although every day held an element of danger by virtue of the primitive conditions, Harned had a couple of especially harrowing experiences.  One such occasion was when a band of about a dozen ragged men armed with rifles challenged his party, which included himself, a sergeant and an interpreter from the Chinese Nationalist Army.  The nervous interpreter informed Harned that the men wanted money.  “We all reached in our pockets and collected Chinese money which was equal to about $6 U. S. dollars, gave it to the bandits and quickly left without daring to look back,”  Harned remembered.  He found out months later that the men were deserters from the Chinese army and probably communists.  “Then I knew why the interpreter was so nervous.”

Harned kept a daily journal of his activities and took photographs  that were destroyed in a fire at his home in 1963.  Fortunately, several years ago the widow of his sergeant gave him her husband’s album that contained many of Harned’s photographs.  The pictures range from breathtaking views of mountains and waterfalls to those revealing the harsh conditions of the countryside.  One picture shows the crew’s jeep atop a huge rockslide that blocked the narrow dirt road.  Another captured the puzzled expressions on the faces of mountain tribesmen as they marveled at the strangers with the four-wheeled vehicles and mysterious equipment.  Another is of laughing men riding horses and donkeys over terrain impassible by jeep.

One of life’s strange coincidences occurred when Harned chanced upon a cousin of his grandfather, Arthur Rice.  The cousin, who had visited in Starkville when Harned was a child, was a missionary who had been evacuated from behind Japanese lines but who was trying to return to his mission.  “I never found out what happened to him,” Harned said.

The China project completed, Harned left China in December 1944, arriving in Starkville in time to celebrate Christmas with his family.

He was next assigned to mapping duty in South America, in countries then known as British, Dutch and French Guiana (only French Guiana retains its name today).  Shortly after arriving in South American, the Air Force personnel were invited to the French Guiana governor’s mansion to celebrate V. E. Day, when Germany surrendered to the Allies.  It would be August before the surrender of the Japanese ended World War II.

During the nine months in South American, Harned’s unit set up stations in areas where the only previous outsiders had been missionaries.

“There were no roads and we had to travel by air or water.”  Harned said, describing a 1928 bi-plane they rented for $50 an hour.  “It was pretty-hair-raising as we skimmed along the treetops about 90 miles an hour trying to find some water to land on,” he said with a smile.

Finishing the Guiana work in February 1946, Harned once again headed for home.  Suffering from severe stomach ulcers he spent two months in an Army hospital in Denver before being discharged from the Air Force and returning to Starkville.

His military duty influenced Harned to change his mind about his life’s vocation.  His interest in geology began when he was a youngster looking for fossils and Indian relics around his father’s farm.  I decided to major in geology in college because of this interest and because I thought it would allow men to travel a lot.  Well, I had enough of travel during the war, so when I came home I decided to help my aunt with her farm,” Harned said.  His aunt, Nannie Rice was librarian at Mississippi State and one of the girl’s dormitories on campus is named for her.

In 1949, Harned married Nellie Jean Howell.  They built their house in 1951, the same year Harned ran for and won a seat in the Mississippi Senate representing Oktibbeha and Choctaw counties.  In those days, a senator could not succeed himself because the Senate seat was alternated between the counties.  After “resting a term,” Harned ran for the House of Representatives where legislators could succeed themselves, thus building seniority.  He served 20 years in the House and because of frequent redistricting, represented a different constituency each term.

Among the legislative accomplishments he is most proud of is being the primary author of Mississippi’s Right to Work law.  While in the Senate.  Harned’s service in the state legislature continued a family tradition.  He was the fourth generation of the family to serve as state legislator, preceded by his great grandfather, Capt. John W. Rice, his grandfather, Arthur Rice, and his uncle, Joe Rice, who had also been mayor of Starkville

Harned was always a strong supporter of Mississippi State and served as chairman of the university and colleges committee for 12 years.  His father, Horace Harned, Sr., was a professor of bacteriology at State and Harned and his two brothers and two sisters grew up in a house on the campus.  His father owned extensive land bordering the campus and had the largest dairy herd in the town, “one of the best Jersey herds in the state,” Harned claimed with pride.

Harned played football and ran track at Starkville High.  At MSU he took the two-year basic ROTC course and ran track o the cross-country team.

The Harned are the parents of three daughters and a son. Since leaving the legislature, he has devoted his time to farming.  Perhaps due to his travels abroad during the war, he still has a deep interest in internal affairs.  He is grateful for the opportunities he had to meet people from other cultures during the war.  “We lived close to the people and learned to know and understand them,” he said.

Horace Harned, Jr. still attends his Starkville High School Class Reunion hosted by John Robert Arnold and represents with pride the class of 1938.

Pictured is Travis Palmer

According to Travis Palmer, his avocation of tuning pianos is a lot like life:  bringing things into harmony with their surroundings.

Palmer turned pianos for many years, following in the footsteps of his father.  His main project was taking care of the 26 pianos at the Starkville First Baptist Church, where he was a member.  Over the years he has also tuned more than a dozen antique square grand pianos throughout Oktibbeha County.

He depended solely on his ear and a tuning fork to achieve the perfect pitch in his pianos.  However, he learned to trust a more recent device, a solid-state sonar tracker that is even more dependable than the ear.  Other tools of the trade included his father’s tuning hammer.

Palmer was born in Maben and graduated from high school in Clumberland in Webster County.  His family that included 10 children, always enjoyed “hillbilly” music and just about everyone played several kinds of instruments—pianos, guitars, fiddles, and organs.  Before he was big enough to play the old pump organ at home, he was in charge of pumping the pedals for his sister.

Palmer sang in the choir at Wood Junior College and later took voice lessons from Harrell Biard, a well-known Birmingham vocal coach.  Although he had always sung baritone, Biard changed him to tenor—so he is ambi-vocal, singing whatever is needed at the time.

After graduating from WJC in 1942, he attended radio school at the University of Alabama for a year.  Not qualified for the Army due to a football injury, Palmer moved to Birmingham where he was with the city police radio division until 1947 when he entered commercial radio in Cullman for a year.  When Starkville’s radio station, WSSO, went on the air in 1948, Palmer came here as chief engineer.

In 1953, he moved to Batesville to build a radio station.  One of his partners was James Hartness of Starkville. After two years, Palmer returned to Starkville and WSSO serving as chief engineer and announcer until 1960 when he went into the insurance business.

Some of the most vivid memories revolve around his disc jockey programs.  There was just about every kind of program imaginable.  One of the most popular regular features was “The Groovey Show” which ran every afternoon for over 10 years.  Palmer developed quite a following and received boxes of mail from this show.

In 1964, Palmer was asked to chair Starkville’s participation in the Mississippi Economic Council’s Merit Community   The city was evaluated from all aspects and projects were developed to correct weak areas.  For instance, the city’s fire rating was greatly improved by upgrading the fire department.

In 1963, Starkville became the third city in the state to be awarded the Merit Community designation.

The local Exchange Club named Palmer to receive its coveted Golden Deeds Award for his efforts in obtaining the Merit honor.

Palmer’s life took what he calls a “political turn” in 1969 when he ran for and won the post of mayor.  His four-year term came at a crucial time in the city’s history.  It was in 1969 that court-ordered integration of the city’s schools took place.  My primary role was as mediator between the various groups in the community.  “The situation demanded a great deal of understanding and maturing on all sides, and we got through without too many scars.”

One accomplishment during his administration that Palmer remembered with pride is the investment of city funds not earmarked for immediate use.  That was something new at that time and it helped us leave a pretty good carry-over for the next administration.

The introduction of plastic garbage bags was another progressive step to reducing hazards.  It sounds humorous but this one thing did more to improve the sanitation department and the services than anything else.  It helped eliminate health hazards not only for the community but also for the sanitation workers.

A memorable occasion that occurred during his mayoral term that was the Starkville High School Band’s participation in our international band festival in Vienna Austria.  Palmer accompanied the group and taped interviews throughout the tour to be played on WSSO.  He emceed community and church programs.

Palmer and his wife, Ola, attended WJC together.  They married in 1944 and are the parents of two children, Toby Lynn and Michael.

Palmer was a longtime member of the Rotary Club and is a member of the Five-County Life Underwriters Association.  In 1975, he helped organize the Oktibbeha County Board of Realtors and served as its first president.  He is also a member of Albert 89 Masonic Lodge.

Commenting on his adopted hometown, Palmer said, “It has been gratifying to watch our city grow.  It is kind of like watching your own family.  We’ve come a long way.”

Many people have asked me to write a story on Judge Mac as he was affectionately known and loved. He was a “self-trained man.” His stories of sports, milk routes, gas stations, superettes, justice of the peace and as mayor, were fun stories to hear. Most of his stories centered around the gas station and the superette where Tim Turman’s Strombelli’s is today at 408 University Drive.

Edsel Stuart said, “One of the individuals who worked driving milk trucks was Mr. R. L. McDavid who later was a Justice of the Peace and then became Mayor of Starkville. Mr. McDavid was on his milk route when he spotted someone in Mrs. Copeland’s yard and called the police. That someone turned out to be none other than Johnny Cash.”

When Robert Lee McDavid was playing football at Macon High School in the 1930s, he liked getting off the bench and into the game. But when he stepped down from the bench as justice court judge, it was entirely a different feeling.

“I’m going to miss it, I know that. But it was time for me to retire,” said McDavid, who was 65 and had served in the county court system for 28 years.

“Judge Mac” first ran for justice of the peace in Oktibbeha County in 1959. He had four opponents and came within 35 votes of having a majority in the first primary. He was re-elected six times and ran unopposed only once.

During his seven terms in office, McDavid tried some 50,000 cases with the vast majority of them being traffic offenses. He has married about 1,000 couples in a variety of settings – on a motorcycle, in the grease room of his service station, and in a van. “There’s one fellow I’ve performed the wedding service for four times,” he said with a chuckle. Often couples would meet the judge at his home and several asked to be married on the front porch or the patio.

Many changes have been made in the county court system over the years. One of the most visible is the use of judges’ robes that began several years ago. “It really adds a lot to the dignity of the proceedings,” said McDavid, who recalled being summoned to court one day from the swimming pool where he had taken his grandchildren. “The defendants didn’t have time for me to go home and change, so I just went in my swimming trunks,” he said with a smile.

Jury trials were more common in his early career. “If a man wanted a jury trial, we’d have to round up six people, sometimes just pulling them off the street,” he said. Today, jury members are drawn from a pool just as for other courts. “But we have very few jury trials now,” he added.

When McDavid took office, he had had no training for the job. He learned by talking with other judges and attorneys. “The lawyers around town have always been great to me,” he commented.

As time passed, more training requirements for justice court judges were initiated. In 1983, the name was changed from justice of peace and the number of judges became tied to the population in the county; and judges were required to take 32 hours of schooling their first year in office and 18 hours every year afterwards. Judges were also put on a salary instead of being paid from fees and fines collected. And now the court cases are assigned to the three justices and there three clerks to handle the paper work and collect fees and fines.

“It’s a whole let better than it was. People don’t realize just how good a system we have,” McDavid said.

Born and raised near Macon, McDavid played football, basketball and baseball at Macon High School. His love of sports continued for many years. He umpired Little League baseball and was statistician for Starkville High School games, reporting the results on the halftime radio show. “I never missed a game for 20 years,” he said.

After graduating from high school in 1940, McDavid joined the U. S. Army serving 27 months in the quartermaster corps in England and France during World War II. When he returned home in 1945, he married his high school sweetheart, Annie Mae, who has been his wife for 42 years.

Looking for a better job than his work at a local grocery store, he and his family moved to Starkville in 1946. He worked for Perry Creamery until the company closed the Starkville plant in 1959. That was the year he decided to run for justice of the peace. “I didn’t have the $25 to qualify, so a friend loaned it to me,” he said. I had been exposed to county politics all my life, though. My grandfather was on the Board of Supervisors in Noxubee County for years and my uncle was circuit clerk there for a long time.

McDavid was involved in a variety of business ventures including running milk routes, owning and operating service stations and operating superettes. “I’ve turned all that over to the boys.

The McDavids have five children. “Starkville is a great place and I would not live anywhere else in the world,” he said. They are members of First Presbyterian Church and McDavid is president of the Starkville Shrine Club and a member of the Masons, Eastern Star, Rebekahs, Odd Fellows and Scottish Rite Masons. He was on the Board of Directors of the Tennessee/Mississippi Law Enforcement Officers Association and former board member of the Mississippi Sheriffs’ and Peace Officers Association. His last official act as justice court was swearing in county officials. “I won’t miss being “on call” day and night, but I will miss the people and being involved with the people.

Judge Mac died in 2005. He served as mayor of Starkville from 1989-1993 and as a Justice Court judge from 1959-1988.

Shown is the picturesque building for Enology Research at Mississippi State University. The structure was designed to resemble a Swiss chalet.

In 1970s, Mississippi State University began researching whether muscadines could be used for winemaking. The facts that the horticulture department’s project is dealing in large part with the growing of muscadine grapes, the fermentation of the juice, and the processing of wine have evoked some humorous speculation. However, to the scientists involved, the research is serious business, the results of which could be beneficial in the economy and agriculture of Mississippi. A major facet of the research is in ascertaining the feasibility of domestic production of native wines from grapes grown in Mississippi.

Dr. Gene Overcash, director of the viticulture phase of the project, is shown Inspecting a cluster of the developing fruit which should be ready for harvesting.

The data derived from the enology research with muscadines may provide farmers and vintners with the information needed to initiate and develop a winemaking industry in the state. From available statistics, it appears that there is already a large market for wine in the state. According to a recent issue of Wines and Vines publication, the consumption of wine in the state increased 62 percent from 1971 to 1974 with Mississippians consuming 1,287,000 gallons in 1974. The question is, can a palatable and commercially saleable wine be processed from native muscadine grapes? This is the initial focus of the project, although research will not be limited to wines, but will encompass experimentation in the processing of juice concentrates, vinegar, jellies, jams and preserves of other fruits, berries and vegetables.

The current laws regulating the production of wine in Mississippi do not prohibit commercial production but do impose high fees. These, along with staff competitions in the industry from established wineries in California and New York are not conductive to an individual taking the gamble on an unproven product. Legislation has been introduced in the state legislature to reduce the $1800 annual privilege license fee for wine manufacturers to $10 per 10,000 gallons on native wine. Under the proposed law, native wine producers would be required to post a $5,000 bond instead of a $100,000 bond required of other wine producers; and the $.35 per gallon excise tax would be reduced to $.05 per gallon on native wines. The proposed regulations would also allow retailers and consumers to purchase native wines directly from the producer and not be limited to sale to the State to the State Tax Commission that acts as the wholesale distributor and seller of alcoholic beverages in Mississippi.

The MSU research is concentrating on the muscadine grape, which is native to the southeastern area of the country and is highly resistant to disease and decay. Four vineyards producing various varieties of muscadines have been established in diverse areas of the state at agricultural experiment stations in Verona, Crystal Springs, Stoneville and Beaumont. Dr. Gene Overcash of the horticulture department, who is overseeing the viticulture, pointed out that the climate and soil of Mississippi are excellent for growing grapes. He explained that muscadines have been grown for experimental purposes on the MSU campus for at least 50 years.

The muscadine is absolutely native to the southeastern region and is found in other areas of the world only where they have been transported from this region. They were found growing wild around the river bottoms of eastern Northern Carolina when the colonists landed there. The oldest known variety, the scuppernong, was named for a river in North Carolina.

Grapes are hearty plants and will produce for over 50 years. It takes three years after a vine is planted for it to produce a crop. Dr. Overcash said, “ that an average acre of muscadines would yield two to three tons of grapes a year.” He also pointed out that information gleaned from these projects would be helpful to farmers and individuals who want to grow muscadines for their own use.

Dr. Boris Stojanovic is the enologist in charge of this phase of the project. A native of Yugoslavia where his father owned a vineyard, he was a microbiologist with the MSU agronomy department for 19 years before becoming involved with the enology research.

Winemaking is one of man’s oldest industries.

The researchers will look at the total picture of production and processing of fruits and vegetables. Whatever the future of native wineries in Mississippi, the research at MSU will provide a store of scientific information for farmers and individuals as well as for farmers and individuals as well as for other scientists in the continuing development of agriculture.

Since the creation of the American Viticultural Area in 1984, there has been very little viticulture in the Mississippi Delta region. Mississippi State University established an enology laboratory to research grapes cultivation in the area, but little commercial activity has resulted. The few wineries that have produced wine from the Mississippi Delta AVA have used native muscadine grapes according to wikipedia.

The research did lead to development of muscadine ice cream, muscadine juice and muscadine jelly which is available for sale at the MSU MAFES Sales Store.

Shirley Carley wrote about Mayhew many years ago (in the 1970s). But then it was known for the Stover Apiary while today, it known as the Mayhew Tomato Farm. It is a family farming operation that has much more than tomatoes, including the best strawberries around. Besides the best home grown tomatoes, there are all kinds of other produce including onions, okra, watermelons, butter beans, purple hull peas, potatoes, squash, cabbage, eggplant, and cucumbers, among other things. In addition, approximately 25 homemade jellies, jams, preserves, salsas, pickles, tomato juice, and chow-chows, just to name a few. In addition in the fall, there is a pumpkin patch with a carver on site close to Halloween. Carley described Mayhew as follows.

”The community of Mayhew lies quietly among the massive trees and gentle hills north of Highway 82 between Starkville and Columbus virtually unnoticed by the thousands of motorists who pass by it on the busy highway.

The past of this unpretentious corner of the world is well known to history buffs of the area. Its beginning predates many of the larger and more progressive communities nearby.

The original Mayhew was a mission to the Choctaw Indians that was established in 1820 when Cyrus W. Kingsbury traveled down from the Massachusetts Colony to minister to the Indians. At that time the Choctaw domain encompassed about 17,200 square miles and was the home of some 20,000 Indians. The Rev. Kingsbury had previously set up a mission on the Yalobusha River in Mississippi, then scouted south and found a satisfactory spot in the northeast corner of Oktibbeha county, ha half mile west of the present Lowndes County line and a mile south of the Clay county line, “at a point where the Ash Creek flows into the Tibbee Creek.” He named the location for the Mayhews, a respected missionary family from Massachusetts. There he and his wife, Sarah, along with several other families and three maiden ladies, established a mission that thrived for about ten years. They built a boarding school for Indians where the natives studied Bible, reading, writing and the “arts for making a living.”

The mission grew to include a gristmill, a blacksmith shop and a productive farm. With the approval b Congress of the “Treaty of Dancing Rabbit Creek” in 1831, the Indians began moving west to the reservations established by the government. Kingsbury accompanied a group of his Indian friends in their “trail of tears” to their new home. Sarah had died at the mission in 1822 and is buried in the small graveyard there along with about six other “faithful workers.” The graveyard is all that remains today of the early mission. It is maintained by the First Presbyterian Church of Starkville and is marked by a simple sign erected by the Mayhew Mission Society of the Children of the American Revolution.

Apparently the Presbyterian Church at the mission continued until about 1854, but the settlement gradually declined. The new community grew up about five miles southeast of the original site, on the Mobile and Ohio Railroad which was completed in 1861. Mayhew became a shipping point for cotton and cattle and the community flourished.

Shown is the abandoned “Bee Post Office.” The old post office at Mayhew was known as the “Bee Post Office because of the thousands of packages of bees mailed from there each year.

A post office was established at Mayhew in 1858 and has continued to operate to the present time recently moving to a new brick building. It was formerly housed in a white frame structure near the railroad, known as the “Bee Post Office” because of the main supporter, the Stover Apiary. The apiary is one of the largest bee-shipping industries in the South and annually ships between 25,000 and 30,000 one to five-pound packages of bees to points all over the U. S., Canada, Europe and South America. Large shipments of bees are delivered by truck direct from the apiary, but thousands of small packages are mailed through the post office each year. Mrs. Bass Swendenburg, postmistress who is the granddaughter of the founder of the apiary estimated that the post office serves about 250 patrons, an increase brought about when the Vocational-Technical Center opened across the highway from Mayhew.

Many Virginia Stover, daughter of the founder of Mayhew’s only industry, is shown standing behind one of the hives manufactured at the apiary.

The Stover Apiary began in Mayhew in 1905 when D. D. Stover came from Virginia, where he had previously been on the bee business. For many years, honey was he main money crop but by 1935, the transition to the shipping of bees was complete. The shipment and delivery of the bees to the culmination of a year-round program at the industry that is literally self contained. Not only are the bees raised there in 7000 colonies, but also the hives and shipping cartons are manufactured utilizing some of the same tools and equipment used where the business started. And, the company runs its own trucks to deliver orders all over the country.

The apiary has been a family business for the 70 years of its existence. T. A. Yelverton, son-in-law of the founder, now operates it. Miss Mary Virginia Stover, daughter of the founder, retired last year after 40 years with the apiary. The business has branches in Amory, MS and Helena and Mr. Vernon, Georgia. Oscar Mullen, the first employee hired by D. D. Stover to work at the apiary, still lives in Mayhew.

The Mayhew Union Church is shown as it was in 1978 when it was moved from Sand Creek in 1878 and served all denominations in the community.

The most picturesque structure is the handsome Union church that was moved to its present location in 1878 from Sand Creek. The original pews are still in use in the sanctuary. The community celebrated the church’s centennial in 1972, before a search of the records ascertained that it actually was moved in 1878. Elisha Askew purchased the land on which the church stands. John T. Connell, W. B. Connell, G. T. Turner and Edward Herron, all of whom, except Herron, still have descendent living in or around the Mayhew area. In the early days the church housed four congregations, Methodist, Presbyterian, Baptist and Christian. Ministers from each denomination alternated holding the Sunday services, a tradition which survives today with a Baptist minister preaching two Sundays and a Methodist two Sundays. The church is the scene of weddings, funerals, revivals and Bible School, which is held every summer for the children of the community. One resident estimated that the membership of the church today is about 22, including children. Church records show that 13 boys from the church have been ordained into the ministry an enviable record for even a large congregation. The church building was renovated in 1920 and again in 1950s when additional land surrounding it was purchased.

Until 1943 when it was torn down, a large two-story school building stool beside the church and it is said that the building preceded the church because it is believed that church services were held there. Mayhew Academy was the main educational institution for Mayhew children until the 1920s when it consolidated with the Artesia School.

A Mayhew landmark was recently destroyed by fire when the Burgin General Store burned along with the two-story house connected to it. The store was originally built and operated by the Castles who built the store and their home over a century ago. In 148 when the Burgin store across the road burned, the Burgins bought the store. It was operated by C. B. Burgin until several months ago and was the favorite gathering place for the community. Its demise saddened the citizens and marked the end of an era for Mayhew.

Along with the apiary, the church and the post office, Mayhew has a scattering of old dwellings interspersed with a few modern homes. The oldest home in the community is occupied by probably its oldest citizen, Mrs. Martha Burgin Fort who has lived there for 60 years. The Connells early settlers in the area built the house. John Tinsley Connell who was born in 1789 built another fine home, Mammoth Oaks that still stands but in a state of disrepair. No one has lived in the old place for about a year since Miss Lucie Connell moved to a nursing home in Columbus. At one time it was a charming example of Southern living.

Another Mayhew home that has weathered the years is on now owned by Mr. And Mrs. Carl Solomon. The house was built in about 1866 as a wedding gift for John Davis Burgin and Martha Locke. The Solomons bought the house several years ago after it had been abandoned and are in the process of restoring it.

Mayhew has distinguished itself through its native sons and daughters. Descendents f Mayhew residents or persons who themselves grew up there have gone out to all parts of the country in a variety of successful occupations. One early resident, John Henry Connell became president of A&M College in Stillwater, Ok. The roster of former Mayhew inhabitants includes several state legislators, the most recent being the present state senator from Columbus, William Burgin. The community also claims three World War II Colonels among its citizens.

As one visits among its warm and friendly people, Mayhew becomes more and more fascinating as interesting little bits of information come to light. For instance, it was recently established by the Society of American Forestry that a 150-year-old willow oak tree near the old post office measures 19.3 feet in circumference only minutely smaller than the largest tree of that kind recorded.

A unique situation exists in this small community where half the population is connected to the Columbus telephone exchange and the other half in the West Point Exchange. This could hamper neighborly telephone chats if they happen to be on separate exchanges.

With the growth of the Golden Triangle Regional Airport nearby, the vocational technical center and the construction of the four-lane highway between Starkville and Columbus, Mayhew sits at the hub of progress. One resident commented on the four-lane highway as being a boon to Mayhew. Not because it will bring in more industry or commerce but because it will alleviate a problem brought about by large transport trucks using the Mayhew Road in order to bypass the low bridge over Highway 82 near the Vo-Tech Center. “Those big trucks have really torn up our road to circumvent the bridge,” Mrs. Swedenburg said. Mrs. Swendenberg said, “One of the new overpass bridges on the four lane highway rises above the trees and houses near the center of Mayhew.

The residents of Mayhew are employed in diverse areas, many working at the apiary, some farming, and others employed at jobs in surrounding towns. Their lives continue to follow the peaceful pattern of the forebears, seemingly unaffected by the progress swirling around it. One almost hopes that growth will not touch this quiet community and that it can remain virtually as it was years ago, secure in its past and content with its present.”