My grand mother Georgia Dean Waldrip was called by her family and friends, "Daggie" all her life. Upon learning that my parents had named me Georgia Lynn she thought that it was for her. My mother was surprised to learn that her given name was Georgia, having never heard anyone call her by it. She told her how she got her nick name. When her older brother called her name, Georgia it sounded like he was saying "Daggie" and the name stuck. I was named after my dad, George, but I'm proud to share my name with my Grandma too. I think I am the only grand daughter named Georgia, I could be wrong, she had many grand daughters.
I don't know much about Grandma. She died in 1957 which would make me 11 at the time of her death. I never got to spend much time with her just talking.
The 2 things I remember most about her are she played her old acustic guitar and sang "My Bonnie" to me. Once I found that she could sing and play the guitar I begged her everytime I visited to play and sing to me. She always did.
The second thing is she had this wonderful old wooden telephone on the wall with 2 big bells that would ring when you turned the crank on the side. She would bring in a big wooden chair from the kitchen for me to stand in so I could reach the crank to make the bells ring. Of course it had been disconnected for years.
Life must have been hard for her with 8 boys and a girl to care for on a farm, with no running water, not even a well. My dad said they got their water from a spring when he was young about a half mile walk from the house. Later they dug a cistern to collect rain water in when they built a house closer to the road.
I don't know how old I was when she went to live with my aunt, her only daughter in Millington. The doctor said she had harding of the arteries. She could no longer live in her home on the farm with Uncle Russell. Aunt Juanita was not able to take care of her either and she was placed in a home for seniors who had problems with their memory.
It is sad to go to see someone you love and they remember you but don't know the person who came to see them. She remembered her son George as a boy, but did not know the man who came to see her was the same person, just older. I guess she must have wondered why we came to visit.
I never got to talk to her to hear her stories of grewing up on the same farm she raised her family on. The same farm I live on today.
I love you Grandma, I wish we could sit down together and talk. I have so many things I'd like to know about you and Grandpa and my aunt and uncles when they were grewing up.
Robert Aaron Dean (1836 - 1912)
Lucy Ann Langston Dean (1844 - 1931)
Edwin Joel Waldrip (1870 - 1950)
Thomas Dean Waldrip (1897 - 1979)*
Horace Waldrip (1899 - 1918)*
William Wooten Waldrip (1901 - 1933)*
Edwin Joel Waldrip (1902 - 1970)*
Russell Hardy Waldrip (1905 - 1976)*
George Waldrip (1907 - 1986)*
Hal Waldrip (1910 - 2002)*
Juanita Waldrip Faught (1913 - 2006)*
Lamar Waldrip (1916 - 2002)*
Russell Langston Dean (1866 - 1950)*
Thomas Greenwood Dean (1868 - 1949)*
Joseph James Dean (1871 - 1935)*
Robert Arron Dean (1873 - 1928)*
Louanna Dean Cavette (1875 - 1957)*
Georgia Dean Waldrip (1877 - 1957)
Minnie Dean Davis (1881 - 1968)*
Hardy Mott Dean (1882 - 1956)*
Created by: Lynn Waldrip
Record added: Oct 14, 2012
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