3rd house on the right was an oil barron who made it after the depression when his family found a huge field of oil and gas on their poor property that wouldn't grow dirt. But they did grow in stature with the community.
Sounds like the hit show of the 60's, The Beverly Hillbillies. They knew nothing of social skills, but aquired them slowly after the monies started pouring in during the early 40's and still today.
Stories of the "latter generations" will fill you in on the ravages of how money destroyed those same folks.
Old Bud was a character in his own right. He was a true hustler working day and night once the oil was discovered. He knew from WWI that our great country needed the petroleum to make our men winners on the battlefield, which he never saw.
Old Bud challenged many to a duel over a woman, or should I say 'women' of our fair delta land. Believe you me, the women were hot after him too. Although he never married, it came as no shock to the family, that he had many a hussy for his exploits. After all, he needed his refreshments like a horse needs water from a well and his well, that is Old Bud's well never ran dry.
One of his favorite companions was Miss Sally Bee. She was a gorgeous woman and men, which men, were always after. Providing the cover of school librarian, it wasn't well known by the women of the community that she did have her admirers. Nor did they know she was Old Bud's favorite.
So favored was her wares, that Old Bud built a house for her in the hills. A perfect rondeveaux, place, Old Bud never let it be known that he truly loved her. She was chaste until Old Bud and remained so after his death. Never asking for anything, Old Bud made all her dreams come true with the exception of bearing him an heir.
Not that he wanted any, but when she did conceive, she lost them just as quickly. There was never an explanation, and she refused to see a doctor, fearing the truth of her life be known.
Old Bud was riding in the fields one day and met an untimely death. His jeep flipped, throwing him into a bar pit, thus drowning in his own brew.
When word came to Miss Sally Bee, tears welled up in her eyes; though never a drop spilled down her cheeks.
It was said that she spent the rest of her life in the house he built and never saw the light of day again. A mere, 30 years old at his death, she lived until her death at 94, being cared for by her maid and her maid's children.
Upon her death only a brief love letter from Old Bud was found clutched in her hand, as was a smile on her face.
Old Bud's brother and sister received the family fortune and their heirs after them with Miss Sally Bee provided for handsomely.
