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January 5, 2012 at 9:44 PM
Jim this Photo brings back so many memories for me, the side walk I skated on with my friend’s so many year’s ago. Wow awsome , the year 1962-1965. I lived with my Uncle John Purswell and Aunt Lee. What wonderful people they were. I miss them every day. Thanks for this site and the Photo’s.
November 1, 2011 at 7:36 AM
My Granny and Grand daddy Massey lived in Rebbeca. For the first 6 yrs I lived with them and have so many wonderful memories of those days. Running outside to see the crop duster plane as he came down low, walking to the fillin station for coke and peanuts, my uncle Arnold always leaving a brownie under my pillow for me to find when I woke, all the men coming over to east breakfast before going to work in the fields, and yes falling into a giant ant bed. Those days are long gone along with my grandparents but the memories I will always hold dear. When I pass my only wish is to be buried in the Bundrick family plot in Rebecca.
October 19, 2011 at 11:00 PM
Randy says
My father’s first cousin was the postmaster for almost 50 years. His name was Edward Snow. I used to go with my dad to visit and talk with him when I was just a small boy.
November 24, 2011 at 12:33 AM
You speak of my grandfather, I loved the man so dearly.
August 30, 2011 at 8:57 PM
Rebecca isn’t a ghost town. We’ve still got a faithful population of 250 people. We all know each other and are thriving.
August 30, 2011 at 9:46 PM
I love Rebecca…I mean nothing negative by that term. Just referring to the loss of the old places.
August 30, 2011 at 8:48 PM
My Home….I remember when it was a booming little town
February 25, 2011 at 10:45 PM
I lived about 5 miles from there until I was 18 and I can remember when each building was occupied, that was in 1963, before then it had started to fade away but my younger days were full of visiting the grocery store getting a coke with peanuts and an Ice Cream Cone, those were the days! There also was a pool there. Each Sunday my Mom and Dad would take us kids over for a swim in this pool that smelt like bleach. One thing for sure when we left we were very clean. The pool and its surrounding building has been gone and buried for many, many years. In fact it was directly behind the cotton Gin building on the left as you are going out of the town. I wish you could find pictures of its bustling day. Thanks for the memories and yes it is a ghost town now, but ghosts still hang around don’t they. This small town is where the murder took place several years ago with the Wideman family. It is an unsolved murder of 4 people.
February 26, 2011 at 11:28 AM
Thanks for your memories, Betty.
February 24, 2011 at 10:08 AM
Passed through that very stretch last evening, but it wasn’t till I saw your photograph that I began to wonder – ‘which came first, the tracks or the buildings, opposite!’
February 25, 2011 at 9:08 PM
The tracks came first the buildings didnt get put there till about the 1920s