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| In the 1930’s the little town of Porterdale, Georgia was a real thriving Cotton Mill Town with world wide notary in the textile industry. It was the home of three cotton mills, with one of the worlds largest located there. About one and one-half miles from downtown Porterdale heading West, on a dirt road, toward a little country community call Livingston, an event a lot more important than the cotton mills occurred. At this site stood an old Country Church. The Church was named: “The Church of the Lord Jesus Christ”. This Church was constructed of clapboard and had three tiny rooms attached, to the rear, in which lived the Pastor and his family. On May 12, 1939, Preacher Ollis’s family was increased by one, in one of the tiny attached rooms, there was born a small freckled face baby boy who was named: Jackie Osborn Ollis. As I recall that was a beautiful day and the Seabolts were visiting. I recall that Dad, Mr. Seabolt, R. L. Seabolt, Dallas Seabolt, and myself were outside the house standing near the water well when someone ran out and said its a boy. We were all very happy to have a little baby brother. Although it was getting extremely crowded in those three tiny rooms. We all lived there for a couple of years before getting a house on lower Elm Street in Porterdale. Jackie was a very shy baby and little boy. Mother used to make him ware short pants. He really did not like that idea. When we went to church and Jackie was in his short pants he would get up on the preaching rostrum and lay on the floor with his legs behind the piano. He would stay there until it was time to go home. Mother finally felt sorry for him and stopped making him wear short pants. It is said that Jackie got his shiest from his Daddy. It was said many times that Daddy was one of the shiest persons known. When a girl would come into the house Daddy would crawl under the bed and stay there until the girl left. Jackie is a great example of how humans change. Just look at him now in church singing and picking that guitar. |