Opening an online shop to sell my vintage collection was a conscious act to de-clutter. Naming the shop Madge’s Hatbox, after my grandmother, was a loving nod to her years as a milliner. Then a chance remark by my aunt sent me on a journey in search of a hat shop my grandmother o...
Madge and Mr. Madge left Atlanta on Friday for our trip to Scooba Mississippi to find my grandmother's hat shop. We made it to Birmingham, Alabama by lunch. Then, for several hours we wound through the rest of the state on scenic two-lane roads until we were over the border and in Scoob...
As the car eased out of the motel parking lot, a thought was nagging in the back of my brain. Was I wasting my time? Any contemporaries of my grandmother were long gone. Maybe too much time had passed.
This whole quest had begun by happenstance. Opening a shop to sell my vintage collection was ...
Finding Madge – Kemper County, MississippiWith Miss Thelma’s canned goods safely tucked in the back seat, we headed off to the 'big city' of DeKalb, county seat of Kemper County, Mississippi. Our destination? The Kemper County Historical Museum. Miss Thelma put in a good word for us since the m...
Finding Madge - Back to Mississippi
That spring Madge was back on the road. A social commitment in Dallas allowed a road trip through Mississippi. The plan: spend a couple of days in Scooba plus do some archival research in Jackson. It was finally time to try to put the pieces together on grandmo...
Scooba Update - Progress at Last! When visiting Scooba last year, the downtown was in ruins. What was once a vibrant commercial district now was literally falling down.
Now I'm pleased to report that a group of concerned citizens has formed the Scooba Focus Group to foster economic g...
