When my daddy was just a toddler, learning to talk, he heard his Mama being called Irma Nell Knox by her parents. She was a teenage mother living with her parents and they gave her the ‘full name call’. In circa 1947, hearing the name Irma Nell Knox, my Daddy (as a toddler) translated her name to be
While you may think this is totally bizarre, I think it is adorable. Apparently she responded when she heard the full name call and he thought he would achieve like results by demanding “NumNell Knox! Get up! Breakfast!”
(aka Irma Nell Knox) died October 17, 2007 at the age of 78.
She was born July 16, 1929 in Valdosta, Georgia to Alton Knox and Grace Bennett Knox. She married my Grandpa, Harold Reid when my Daddy was just a little fella. He adopted my Daddy and has loved him as his own… even to this day.Mema was an old fashioned, Southern girl. If you ever heard her speak, you would immediately recognize the southern dialect. I talk to people from around the country every day and once in a while I’m asked, “where are you from?” In every instance I will admit, I’m from North Florida… Jacksonville, but most of my people are from Georgia. They will reply, “Yes, that’s it!” If you know me, and you recognize that I have a southern accent, it’s likely due to the fact that I’m a direct descendant of Irma Nell Knox.
I’ve gone to church all of my life, (since before I was born) and my first church was a church that my Mema and Grandpa Reid helped to start.
Faith Memorial Baptist Church
…a place that was a second home to me for 30+ years.
While I was growing up, my Mema was there with me every Sunday. She sat on the second row, left (piano) side. I would typically sit with her and she always had Juicy Fruit Gum. One Sunday I commented on a ring that she was wearing. It was (is) pretty! It was a beautiful silver ring (she always wore silver jewelry). She took it off of her hand and placed it on mine. She would do that again before I graduated High School. I still have both of those rings and wear one of them EVERY day.
What I remember most is that she loved me unconditionally.
The stories I could tell would keep me typing all night.
Thank you for the pictures Mama