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. . REUNIONS

	committees	financial reports	past-reunions-summaries	reunion-photos	letters
St.Louis Mo. Reunion 1996 (videos available)	food	.	.	.	.
Atlantic City Reunion 1998	.	.	.	.	.
Joe Anderson 2000 .reunion	committees	.	.	.	.
Evan-Anderson-Billingsly Reunion 2001	.	.	.	.	.

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FUTURE EVENTS


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	Location	Type	Owner
joe's multimedia mall	St.Louis, Mo.	Advertizing & Computer Services	Joe Anderson Evans
aaron's auto sales	''	'	'
Butter's Dress Shop	'	'	'
dina's hat shop	'	'	'
Gene Anderson Contracting	'	'	'
leon's artworks'	'	'	'

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CLICK ON THE PICTURE....TO SEE THE TREE. "THE BRANCHES ARE MANY BUT THE ROOTS ARE FEW" ........JOE ANDERSON-EVANS 1999. . . . OLD LETTERS, STORIES, AND FOLKTALE'S It was a long bus ride to Greenwood and momma was running a little low on cash, so our tummys were sending morse code, urp! urp! uurp!, but the bus was slowing down. We knew so well the sound of the big greyhounds tire's steady hum, that made deeper sound as the bus slowed to pass through a small town or neared a bus terminal. Our hearts grew anxious as the air brakes sounded, psssfffff!! pssffff!!. We surely must be at our destination, because I could smell those fragrant bus terminal hamburgers, with those finely sliced onions and those big juicy ~mators'. God, surely mom would have enough money to buy at least one of big root beers to wash down at least half a burger. Oh oh! mom's carrying her own ~grip. This is a sure sign that shes going to rush right through the bus terminal, right pass the burger stand, darn it!! So we take this taxi ride to aunt Dorothy's house, on Mclauren, in Greenwood's black or like they said in those days the ~colored section. I jumps out of the cab, which really wasn't a real cab, just an old coutry dude with a sign in his hand that read "$3.00 to anywhere." Walking up to the little wooden shack of a house I heard some young black boys singing and popping shoe shine rags......TommieLee and JoeLee our 1st cousins were char acters just like me & Gene and always standing out in the crowd. These werer cool cats seasoned to the streets like us, Joe & Gene. Joe was older so he'd boss everybody around, but he was cool wi' it. Tommie was tough like me and we use to spar box just for the fun of knocking eachother out he!he! Man do I love my cousins because the were real cousins not fake and they loved us too. We all use to go to Broadstreet high school where, I hurts me to say but I was to top ranking student and the Gene was the best artist. JoeLee was the most respected and Tommie was the best in basketball and sports. Cornell was a little funny kids always making everyone laugh and he'd run out the back door when mom Edith or aunt Dorothy would call he for work, shouting "you wench" and babae would run go get him. What a sweetie she was too. Identical to Katie but just a little louder he!he!. It was real early in the morning, when I first set my eyes on wildwood plantation. Such a perfect name for this place. The smell of fresh cut wood smelled so wild, but sweet. Before this I didn't know the real need for a nose. Every thing smelled so robust and fresh. As uncle john turned onto the long gravel road, I saw five or six houses on the left side of the road and one setting back off to the right. Here was chickens and hog pens and cotton as far as the eyes could see. Three very agressive young boys about me and my brother's age were running up the road to meet the car like they never had any city folk or visitors before. Its Allen, Jeff, and Junebug, our uncles, but they were our age. Oh boy! were we glad to see them. We knew we were going to have us a five boy good time and to top it off There was a river right behind the house and a boat!! I was so excited to finally be here at grandpa Joe (Daddy Joe's) Anderson's place, I forgot how my stomach was still sending messages. We couldn't wait to change out of our city clothes and put on some old rough dry jeans and ole dusty shirt and any ole pair of Baychild's (Jeff) ole ran over shoes. ......to continue story click here.

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. THE AUTHOR'S BIOGRAPHY Webpage author Joe Anderson Evans born Jan. 27,1946 in St.Louis, Mo. at Saint Mary's Hospital Lived at 2632 locust st. from age 2-5 sold papers and played windup guitar for bell telephone white secretaries. Hardly no black girls worked there then. Tall foxey women getting off work in the evening would put quarters, halfs, and 2 or 3 dollars in our silver coin pan... with brother gene who sang too. I had a girlfriend named Carolyn, Edwards little sister, Miss Emma's and Mr. Ed's Daughter. She and I used to pour 1/2 glass of sugar and pour water in it and drink it, get a sugar rush and play real house all day. :-) That winter we... bought baskets of wood from the coal man. we kids sat by the fire woodstove and played with the wood that came from shoe factories.. new heels etc. We went to Lincoln School on 23rd street to 3rd grade. The Little Rascles would've envied our summers at 1513 south 23rd where we played with Carlis, Kitty, Peaches(my girl), Duckie, Karoline, Katherine, & Beverly, Fay Marie Young (my young love), Bilbo, Jerry, and Charlie Pines. On sundays we went up on Jefferson to Elder Wards Sunday School with our cousins Glen, Steve & Otis. Glen was a character kept me laughing, with his hanky routines. . . . Man, we use to go down to the train yards and "collect" new coverless comics and bring boxes of them back home and sell them to kids for a $.10 or a quarter at our ice cream parties we had in the basement. We immensely enjoyed the musical May Festivals out in the Lincoln School yard one week before summer vacation. We made a lot of koolaid, hand-painted mopstick horses, bow-and-arrows, sling-shots made from trees, skate-trucks made from one skate pulled apart. First we nailed the back part to the rear of a 2 by 4 and the front half to the other end and nailed a vertical board to the front and nailed a handle bar (piece of wood) ~cross the top of the vertical 2 by 4. We rode 'em like skate boards and could put a bag of groceries in the front compartment made from nailing two 12" by 12" plywood pieces against the front corner where the two, 2 by 4s came together. Also, we rolled a lot a tires. . . . . One summer our cousin Essex Johnson came over with Katie Mae (Ruth Lofton) who was my age. Every day me and Ruth ate fudge sickles until we got blue in the face. Essex, a big boy, always lived close because my mom and his mom, her next oldest sister, Lil'suster (Philomena Johnson) always lived 4 or 5 blocks from each other. One day big boy was on the roof where he lived, that overlooked the school yard where I was playing and he shot my ear with his expensive BB gun. I was lucky it could've hit my eye. One time my brother Gene shot Essex with a nail in his BB gun. We played rough like that. Essex and Lincoln used to have girls round the back of Lincoln school yard with Pooky and Lil'bit. . . . Edith was quite independent and venture out from the security of family more than the other girls who all went to Ward's Temple. Edith, who was called "baby-D" went to Lively Stone where Elder Scott an X-boxer did preach a firey sermon. My daddy's sister, Mary (Evans) Battle who had 12 kids, had a store across from the schoolyard. My dad, Eugene Evans had a soulfood restaurant on the other corner. My momma was the cook. . . . . Then we moved to south side to Caroline street, 2 blocks from Buder playground, where we had great summers. Gene and I won the craft contest every summer :-) and sold "sunday morning Post & Globe" (our shoutout) newspapers in a rolling paper-barrow. At L'Overture grade school, our teachers Mr. Lewis, Mr Gregory, & Mr. Quenonis. Gene could ride a bike with no hands. I could'nt do it. He was always gone somewhere. I was a homebody at home studying. He sang in the St. Louis boys choir. "Oh may I go a wandering across the the moutain track...with my napsack on my back..valderaaa !! . . . . . Mom Edith left dad Eugene and went to Kansas city, Mo. We lived on Askew St. and went to Central Jr. High, with white & black students. One day, Gene and I did fight off, by bricks slanging, 2 gangs and wanted to joined the El Commandos but mom said no! Lindenwood park was beautiful. We ate fresh Fish sandwiches like buffallo and Carp, every friday from 39th street and drank root sodas like Archie & Jughead at the corner drugstore. To be continued......

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