By ELTON ENGLISH
My debut on life’s stage
at Georgia Ridge during the second term of Calvin Coolidge, the thirtieth
President of the United States. The people thought the name Coolidge was a
personification of prosperity. When I was about six weeks old, Aunt Cora
gave birth to twins that were tiny. The smallest died at birth, and the
mother didn’t have enough milk for the surviving baby. The doctor told the
family that the baby must have mother’s milk to survive. George and Julie
English, my grandparents, brought their daughter and grandson to their house and
sent for my mother. My mot
her,
their daughter-in-law Mary Slack English, stayed there and nursed the both of us
until Clinton, my first cousin, was strong enough to digest cow’s milk. My
father knew the situation called for tremendous sacrifice by the family, trying
to hold things together and work the crop. Dad made the two-mile journey
about every two days to see his family, by walking the path up the mountain, by
the waterfall, and across the fields to his parents’ house. He was happy,
knowing his nephew was out of danger, to get his wife and baby settled at home
again. My mother was concerned, along with my father, about where I would
attend school. Neal School had consolidated with Center Hill, and the
children around the Thompson farm had to walk four miles. Pleasant Ridge
had consolidated with Joy, and the children had to walk three and a half miles.
Ben Sullivan, our neighbor, thought
something had to be
done. He said, “These
babies, when they reach school age, should not walk that far.” Besides, he
owned a farm at the end of the county road, against the mountain, north of the
Thompson farm. He thought there should be a school on Georgia Ridge for
the children there and also for those in the north end of the valley. Ben
(his friends called him Uncle Ben) began working toward getting a district for
this section, but he met opposition from county officials. Uncle Ben
enlisted the support of his neighbors and the people on Georgia Ridge. He
developed the motto “Sullivan can do” to engender support. By mounting a
pertinacious effort, he finally got the district approval. The county
officials assigned to Georgia Ridge the designation of District 94, and the
people, with the help of the board, named it Sweet Springs. Consequently, the
Sweet Springs School building was built on the east end of Georgia Ridge in
1927. vvv