Walter Glen and Annie Laura (Bagwell) Andrews

"WG" (1891-1993) was brother of my maternal grandmother. Aunt Annie (1895-1978) made the best from-scratch apple pies in Virginia. Photo taken early 1970's on front stoop of their home in Galax, VA
"WG" (1891-1993) was brother of my maternal grandmother. Aunt Annie (1895-1978) made the best from-scratch apple pies in Virginia. Photo taken early 1970's on front stoop of their home in Galax, VA
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My mother was the only
My mother was the only daughter of Walter and Annie, her name was Jody. We had a lot of good times with ma-ma and pap-pa. I remember seeing the bullet hole in the ceiling in the kitchen but had forgotten the circumstances behind it. Pap-pa (Walter) put out a huge vegetable garden every year and Ma-ma likewise had a huge flower garden. Ah those were the days.
Hello, Cousin
It has been a very long time, Annabelle. A long time to answer your note, and a longer time since I last saw you!
I remember Bill and Jody and the gang very well. I can remember riding "Strawberry" up behind your house on Poplar. I also remember getting up early on a foggy morning to go out with your Dad to milk the cow in a little red shack on the hillside. It was one of the years of the "pioneer days", i think it was, when all the men in town grew beards. Your Dad looked sharp in his, I thought so, when I could grow one, I wore a beard for about 15 years. :)
I hope this still gets to you after all this time.
W.G. and Annie Andrews
W.G. and Annie were my grandparents. I grew up just up the street from them. You must be related to Bill Cleade. I remember him visiting when I was in high school. As I recall, he was upstairs resting one afternoon and Pa-pa (WG) came in from guarding the garden from groundhogs with his shotgun. He dropped the gun in the corner of the kitchen and shot into the floor below Bill.
They were wonderful people and there truly could not be any better cook than Ma-ma. (Annie)