Miss Annie Rose

Over the weekend, we were in my little hometown for the annual memorial service at the cemetery.

I noticed that Miss Annie Rose’s homeplace had been torn down and all signs of it were gone. This was done so recently, the bulldozer was still on site.

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Miss Annie Rose was one of our neighbors and lived less than a quarter mile from Mom and me. She was a member of our church and worked in the school cafeteria.

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(scanned from an old church directory)

During my childhood, Miss Annie Rose had a white long-haired cat named Cotton. When Mom and I would visit, Cotton would always let me pet her. Miss Annie Rose said that Cotton didn’t do that with other children: she’d hide under the bed when they came. She said that I was gentle, and Cotton could tell that I loved kitties.

Miss Annie Rose was the bus driver during my elementary  school years. She knew that the other kids picked on me teased me bullied me, so she let me sit on the heater beside her. I felt safe there. Miss Annie Rose was a familiar face among many strangers.

In this post from last year, I mentioned that, on afternoons when a funeral was taking place at the cemetery, Miss Annie Rose would tell us about it when we boarded the bus for home. As we rounded the curve just before the cemetery, she would remind us, and, immediately, there was silence on the bus.

On the last day of school (one year? Maybe more?), Miss Annie Rose stopped at the Tastee Freeze on the way home and treated each of us to an ice cream cone.

Miss Annie Rose died suddenly in 1982 at the age of 84. It was said that she was extremely upset and had gone out in the yard to chase an animal that was attacking her chickens. My mom always thought that, if that were true, it was sad to think that Miss Annie Rose had died angry.

I’m glad I stopped last year and took a picture of her home.

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It’s amazing how many memories came to mind just seeing the demolition of one little house.

~These Days Of Mine~

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17 responses to “Miss Annie Rose

  1. What a great story. I feel like I know Miss Annie Rose. She played an important part in your life and I am sure you miss her. So glad you have that picture of her house as well.

  2. Thank you so much for sharing these very special memories. Annie Rose taught us a very important life lesson that has help to guide our ministry for the past 38 years. I attended Southeastern Baptist Theological Seminary from 1978-1981 and graduated with my M.Div. I was able to do so because my pastoral education was significantly subsidized by the Soitern Baptist Convention’s Cooperative Program. The Cooperative Program was able to do this because of faithful, godly people like Miss Annie.
    I discovered many years after serving as her pastor that she used much of her “egg money” from her chickens to support our missions programs. I was one of her missions! Through her faithful generosity I was able to complete my seminary education debt free. Over the years I have had the privilege of preaching thousands of sermons, leading hundreds of people to faith in Christ and sharing Gospel encouragement to many people. None of this would have been possible had it not been for all the precious souls like Miss Annie. I am and will always be a debtor. Miss Annie will always have a special place in our hearts and an investment in every good thing that God is able to accomplish in and through our ministry.

  3. Aw…what a sweet story, Dianna. Thanks for introducing us to Miss Annie Rose, she sounds like a wonderful lady.

  4. What a sweet poignant post. She looks familiar to me but it may be because she has the strong yet gentle character marked face you and I had in our small community in our churches and community.Maybe I just wish I knew her. A beautiful memorial and I know it was a wrench to see that sweet house gone. I like the respect she passed on to a bus of children when passing the graveyard.This is one of your best, your heart was in every word of this memory tribute.

  5. What an amazing lady Mrs. Annie Rose was. She encouraged me in so many ways. She especially encouraged me in music. When I first began to play the piano in church, she’d tell me what a great job I’d done – no matter how many wrong notes I’d played. When George bought the house that’s been home for 37 years, she asked if he were going to fill it with children. I told her that she’d have to ask him (we weren’t engaged yet) :> We saw that her house was gone to – made us remember her again. Aren’t our lives richer because of her?

  6. We all need a Miss Annie Rose in our life… ♥
    Sweet story, Dianna.

  7. What a beautiful post. Thanks for your effort to introduce us to this wonderful lady.

  8. Ah,what a sweet story dear Dianna!
    You remind me my mum’s nanny that sometimes visited us and was so happy when she stayed some nights in our home and used to tell many stories for me … Even she was attend in my wedding too and also when I visited my homeland she came and visit me and kids.
    Last year when I visited my home, I heard she passed away.she was 87. It was so sad to hear that….
    And I really miss her….
    Thank you for sharing this sweet post and remind me good memories of mine too.
    xxx

  9. Memories from a sight or a sound or a smell can bring back of flood of memories. She must have touched your soul. I don’t think she died angry, I think she died taking care of others which is what it sounds like she did her whole life. Seems to me she passed on some of that to you.

  10. This is a very well put together and thoughtful post …
    It’s amazing how the absence of a structure can change the whole landscape.
    I’m glad you stopped for that pic, too …

  11. Sounds like she was a special lady……the physical landmark may be gone but the “landmark in your heart” of the memories will always be with you.

    Pam

  12. That is such a heartwarming story Dianna of all your memories of Miss Annie Rose, and heart rending because now all traces of her life in the little house are gone. Thanks for sharing.

  13. Shirley Matthews Dunn

    I loved her too, Dianna. She was indeed a very special lady. She always looked out for us young ones on the bus, until we got comfort riding it. Many a time when Chuck and I went past her house I would talk to Chuck about what a sweet lady she was. I loved see her in the cafeteria she would always speak to me and smile. Mrs Price was truly a wonderful lady. ❤

  14. What a treasured memory and lady. Although, I can’t imagine someone so wonderful and warm dying angry… I chase after hawks and other nonsense that pester my chickens and I’m just happy to be there at that moment to look after them. It makes me feel strangely empowered in a sense. Maybe she felt in that moment that she was mothering the flock and perhaps she even felt content that she was there just in time, eager and able to keep the little ones safe (as she had on the bus so often with children).

  15. What a lovely tribute to Miss Annie Rose! Even though her house is gone she is remembered. She sounds like a wonderful woman.

  16. What a sweet woman, and lovely memories you have. I can’t imagine a school bus loaded with kids being silent any more.

  17. I think many of us have a “Miss Annie Rose” from our childhood. I just wonder if today’s children will have those kind of sweet memories that we do? Lovely story, Dianna.

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