I remember when Thomaston Mills had
55 gallon barrels behind every house for
trash. These barrels had drain holes in the
bottom, and the throw-away food would
attract rats. One of the boys' pastimes was
to kill rats. The Radcliffs had six boys
and a dog named "Don." We would turn
the barrels over and when a rat ran out,
Don would catch him. Don hardly ever let
one get by him.

I remember when the Peerless Village
had large chinaberry trees on all of the
streets and back alleys.   People raised
chickens under the shade of these trees.
My Daddy had a pen with no shade. He
made the comment to Mr. Everett Radcliff
that he wished he had a chinaberry tree in
his chicken pen. The next morning when
we woke up, there was Mr. Radcliff
digging one up to plant it inside my dad's
  pen. It was a very large tree, too. Mr.
 Radcliff was a hard-working Christian man
 and would do anything to help anyone.

     I remember, years later, when Mr.
 Radcliff developed heart trouble. Dr. B. C.
  Adams was his doctor. Mr. Radcliff was
  supposed to have some kind of shot every
few hours. Dr. Adams was not able to
make house calls that often so he asked my
sen daddy to give the shots to Mr. Radcliff.
 This was before Upson County had a
is hospital.  All we had was a seven-bed
as clinic where Dr. B. C. Adams, Dr. R. L.
to Carter, and Dr. T. A. Sappington had their
est offices. This building is now owned by the
the First Baptist Church.

 I remember when Thomaston Mills had
 a police, Mr. Artie Turner, for the Peerless
 Village. He would walk or ride the village.

When he came upon an unruly male or
 female dog, he would shoot the female dog
 and throw her in his truck. It didn't matter
 who owned the dog or who was looking. It
was a sad thing to witness.