Original Writing – Peggy Atnip Milliot
Please take a moment to read an original writing by our very own talented relative, Peggy Atnip Milliot. You can view the document by clicking on the following LINK
A Chance Encounter – A Short Story by Lorene Atnip Shackleford
I was fifteen, very angry at my Mom, and now I was running away from home. I sneaked out of my window and ran to the local bus station only to find the window closed and a sign stating, “back in an hour”. I dropped my suitcase and slumped onto one
“Lorene’s Remedies” for 2010
Note from the editor: Please pay very close attention to the instructions for remedy #1 and use your own, not someone elses. Lorene’s Remedies for 2010 (11, 12 & 13 are from Janet Schalk) Use urine (must be your own) to cure poison oak or poison ivy. Put one tablespoon
The Grandfather Clock, A Short Story by Silvia Atnip Shackelford
The family filed back into the house that day after the funeral. The house had grown cold and unfriendly in only 3 days. Nobody had remembered to start the big grandfather clock that stood in the hall at the foot of the stairs. It was silent now. We all walked
1962 Poem in Memory of Eva Davis Atnip – Lorene Atnip Shackelford
Lorene Atnip wrote this poem for the Portageville Missourian paper in memory of her mother, Evie Davis Atnip’s death. The poem was written and published in 1962.
Last Chance for Love By Eva Marston AKA Peggy Atnip Milliot – July 5, 1985
“To mark the beginning of Shreveport’s Sesquicentennial Celebration, the Shreveport Journal asked local writers to write a romantic-suspense story set in Shreveport and selected “LAST CHANCE FOR LOVE” by Eva Marston. It will run as a serial beginning July 5, 1985 and continuing Monday -Tuesday of next week. Eva Marston
A Visit at School, a Poem by Lorene Atnip Shackelford – 1951
Why, hello there. You’ve come to visit us So you’d like to meet the folks And know the little secrets And laugh at all the jokes. Would you like to meet the teachers? And know what they all do Why, I know that you’ll just love them And they’ll
I Thank God by Peggy Atnip Milliot
I have so very much to be thankful for. First of all I thank God for my life; that I knew love and knew that I was and am loved. I thank God for good parents, great brothers and sisters and a good, morale upbringing, embedded in the knowledge of
The Spring by Lorene Atnip Shackelford
Today, once again, I walked down the hill to the spring. I walked a little slower, not only because I have grown older but because now I like to take time to look at the beauty that surrounds me. It is a lovely spot. The path is dim and overgrown,
Marston High, 9th Grade Poem by Lorene Shackelford
In Winter or in Summer We all like Marston High In the Spring or in the Fall We’ll praise it to the sky. We like its rows and rows of desks Sitting in all the rooms We’d rather have old Marston High Than a dozen starts or the moon.