{"id":12423,"date":"2015-05-23T09:51:05","date_gmt":"2015-05-23T16:51:05","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/jessicagreen.com\/wordpress\/?p=12423"},"modified":"2015-05-23T09:58:24","modified_gmt":"2015-05-23T16:58:24","slug":"things-to-remember-a-poem-by-alta-permelia-taylor-bostic","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/jessicagreen.com\/wordpress\/2015\/05\/23\/things-to-remember-a-poem-by-alta-permelia-taylor-bostic\/","title":{"rendered":"Things To Remember – A Poem by Alta Permelia (Taylor) Bostic"},"content":{"rendered":"
\"Knapp<\/a>

Knapp Family Reunion (1898)<\/p><\/div>\n

Alta “Ba Ba” Permelia Taylor<\/strong>\u00c2\u00a0(1889-1981) was born and raised\u00c2\u00a0in Osgood, Ripley County, Indiana. She was the daughter of John Randolph Taylor<\/strong> (1847-1892) and Lavina Isadora “Dora” Knapp<\/strong> (1856-1915). Alta had one sibling, a sister named Lulu Maybel (Taylor) Daugherty<\/strong>.<\/p>\n

In the photo above, taken at the Knapp Family Reunion in 1898, Alta and her sister Lulu are sitting indian-style in the front on the far left wearing matching light colored dresses. \u00c2\u00a0The photo was taken at the home of Alta’s grandfather Adin Williams Knapp<\/strong>, the father of Dora. \u00c2\u00a0Seated behind Alta on the far left is the girls’ stepfather, James A. Bridges <\/strong>(1831-1909). \u00c2\u00a0To his right seated behind Lulu is their mother, Dora, wearing a black dress.<\/p>\n

\"Class<\/a>

Class of 1908, Otter Creek Township Public Schools<\/p><\/div>\n

Alta graduated from Otter Creek Township Public Schools<\/strong> in Ripley County, Indiana in 1908. \u00c2\u00a0She is third from the left\u00c2\u00a0in this photo, next to the boy.<\/p>\n

Archie “Arch” Leland Bostic<\/strong>\u00c2\u00a0married Alta on November 22, 1914 in Ripley, Indiana. Together, the two had one daughter named Velma Isadora (Bostic) Green<\/strong>. Velma was my husband’s grandmother, therefore Alta was his great-grandmother. \u00c2\u00a0Velma’s children referred to their grandmother Alta as “Ba Ba” throughout her later years.<\/p>\n

\"Arch<\/a>

Arch and Alta Bostic with their daughter Velma (1924)<\/p><\/div>\n

Alta was a lovely, patient woman whose family and friends remember her as a beautiful social butterfly. References to her activities can be found in the Indiana newspapers weekly for decades as a prominent social host and an avid card and Bunco player.<\/p>\n

This beautiful poem called “Things to remember” was written and typed by Alta herself. It takes the reader straight to a relaxing summer’s day in rural Indiana, evoking strong images of far simpler times. It is undated, so we do not know exactly when she wrote it. She signed it “Alta B.” which leads me to believe it must have been written before she was married in 1914.<\/p>\n

\"Things<\/a> \"Things<\/a><\/p>\n

Things to remember<\/p>\n

I have walked beside clear pools
\nWhen the sun’s first golden rays shine
\nUpon the blue for-get-me-nots
\nAt the wood’s edge of darkest pine
\nI have listened to the wild birds caroling
\nWelcoming a magic new day
\nWatched the pussy willows unfurl in glory
\nAnd on the hill the spring lambs play
\nI know where the moss grows greener
\nAnd ferns tall and slender in the forest shade
\nWhere yellow cow-slips bloom in beauty
\nAll too soon to wilt and fade
\nWhile down in the creek’s meadow
\nA field of daisies, all yellow and white
\nWhere huge butterflies on gossamer wings
\nFlit to and fro in the bright sunlight
\nSilently, in the noonday heat
\nDust devils whirl and play under a brazen sky
\nAnd to hear the sweet trill of a meadow lark
\nAs he wings his way on high
\nPlump grasshoppers whirl in the field
\nOf wheat stubble, busy and gay
\nAnd honeysuckle on the trellis vie with
\nThe tantalizing smell of new mown hay.
\nBut all too soon the day is gone
\nThe sun is sinking, it is almost night
\nSunflowers turn golden heads and iron weeds
\nGlow soft purple, in the evening light
\nFrom the nearby pond, frogs croak melodiously
\nAs the sun sinks in the flaming west
\nAnd the whip-poor-will calls long and plaintively
\nTo his mate as he goes to rest
\nFireflies flit above the fragrant flowers
\nGiving a mysterious charm to the evenings dark
\nA cow’s soft low moo from the barn yard
\nAnd in the distance, a dogs shrill bark
\nAnd the moon comes up slowly, majestically
\nA big, bright shining ball
\nWe welcome the night and the silence
\nKnowing God watches over all!<\/p>\n

Author Alta B.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n

Although I never had an opportunity to meet Alta, I am grateful for her beautiful words and her unending resolve in preserving the past. She has left many traces of her memories through her writings that continue to surface in the family’s closets to this day. She even typed an autobiography and hand-colored the covers and title pages. It is currently in the possession of her granddaughter, Barbara Joan (Green) Hilland in Gilbert, Arizona.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Alta “Ba Ba” Permelia Taylor\u00c2\u00a0(1889-1981) was born and raised\u00c2\u00a0in Osgood, Ripley County, Indiana. She was the daughter of John Randolph Taylor (1847-1892) and Lavina Isadora “Dora” Knapp (1856-1915). Alta had one sibling, a sister named Lulu Maybel (Taylor) Daugherty. In the photo above, taken at the Knapp Family Reunion in 1898, Alta and her sister […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[13,17],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-12423","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-genealogy","category-writing_poetry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/jessicagreen.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/12423","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/jessicagreen.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/jessicagreen.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/jessicagreen.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/jessicagreen.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=12423"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/jessicagreen.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/12423\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":12432,"href":"https:\/\/jessicagreen.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/12423\/revisions\/12432"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/jessicagreen.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=12423"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/jessicagreen.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=12423"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/jessicagreen.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=12423"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}