Ladies Of The Village On Hwy 79 & Loucious Brown Road

So precious many have I forgotten

Down throughout the years

I would remember only a few

If not for the stain from f tears.

The names on this page I'll make my promise clear, while the world may never know, I will always remember you once were here

Hillary Rodham Clinton titled one of her books 'It Takes A Village'. While the title itself was based upon African Wisdom. It‘s meaning has been lost on the African American community but America as a whole.

I grew up in a small rural community in the 1950s Florida, where for most youth that phrase was taken literally. It meant any older adult in the community had the right to discipline (not abuse) another‘s child if they behaved badly. The unwritten law of that village extended to many other villages as well. Thus it took many villages to raise a child, that nearly all rural residents bought into this prescribed uniform code of conduct for children. From the time they were old enough they were given a law; honor thy father and thy mother that extended beyond adulthood. In that law was a code of conduct which stated; “ in the presence of grown folk children should be seen and not heard, speak when spoken to when adults were talking, and stay out of grown folks business. Violations meant severe discipline. They had three reason for this, one was respect the dignity and wisdom of elders, put fear of going to jail, and establishing the family hierarchy.

Before leaving home for school, work or play they were reminded of this unwritten law and the code of conduct. It was as if they were read their right before committing a violations The right included remaining silent when charged by older adults, and speak only when they were spoken to if there were charges were made against them, in fact it was encouraged they remained that way. No sassing, no lying to avoid punishment or any conduct that would be considered detrimental to the family in terms of how they were raised. (Being referred to as being half-raised was the most cutting remark one could make about another's child). Always throw yourself on the mercy of the adult. Snitching was strictly prohibited. When it came to the crime double jeopardy did not pertain to that community law. Depending on the severity of the infraction it meant as child you were subject to punishment twice for the same act. It was a time when age was a sign of respect rather than a reason for contempt. Once the sociologists and psychologists got involved in the ‘60s this unwritten law was repealed. Today the jails and prisons tends to be a major benefactors of their interventions while the mortuaries are among the others. Many of today's children now are self appointed attorneys and enforcers when it comes down to a family code of conduct.

Loucious Brown Road is located in the rural community of Redhead, Florida. The place is so small it doesn't have a zip code. The zip code is a part of Vernon Florida. With no more than a dozen families, there is 60% college graduate ratio. Much of it is due to those who either now lives or is deceased on that sleepy road.

Currently living on Loucious Brown Road are three ladies who was a part of my upbringing. They were members of the village that it took to help raise me as a child.

 

Bertha Brown Potter who is the eldest of 5 children is one of those ladies. Her parents were Loucious (Soonie) and Mary Brown. I have a special love for her. She was also my first through fourth grade teacher at the two room school I first attended in a place now called Happy Hill. She was also the second person who saw the potential in me to be a better than average student. Most of my articulations skills, I acquired from her. She taught at a time when all was needed was a high school diploma and taking college courses. However in the 50s her career was derailed by change. A new school was built in nearby Vernon to merge all of the two room country schools in south Washington County, and for whatever reason she was left out of the loop.

Today in the 83rd year of her life, she's a retired domestic worker. I'm sorry she didn't get to teach in the new school. She was part of a vanishing breed of educators that believed, in order to advance to the next level, you had to master your current level. If you didn't to the work you didn't make the grade. She however was never above tutoring a slow child after school. She perhaps saw the child's success or lack there of as direct reflections on her ability to teach.

I believe she is now the oldest living on LBR in the community. While she isn't my aunt, I kind of transitioned into it. She was married to my cousin Joseph Potter who then I referred to her as Miss Bertha which I picked up on from others in the class room. I don't ever recall referring to her as cousin. Aunt seemed closer since we lived virtually next door to each other.

After the schools were joined in the fall of '52 she seemed to settle into becoming a housewife. She already had a son Willie, who was born in '46, thus in '51 Wayne her second, in '53 Frances, then in '62 Brenda. That was about the time I set out on my journey to see the world and left LBR. It should be noted the dusty dirt road where we lived wasn't called Loucious Brown Road then. It was simply known as, Up the road. With the inception of 911 in the '80s, the emergencies crews needed a more precise method of locating various addresses thus Loucious Brown Road Loucious Brown Lane, and Andrews Lane were born.

Aunt Bert (as I call her) was among the kindest people I've ever met. Her doors were always open, and she seemed to cherish good conversation. She led by example. She was a survivor, yet had a very quiet demeanor. She never wasted time on frivolous conversations, or gossip and smiled very easily. What I admired most about her she was never judgmental about or told on me when I behaved badly. Believe me, acted badly a lot sometimes called into question by others in the community.

While she never returned to the field of education, she relished in not only me, but others in the community doing well. Aunt Bert in her own right raised her children to become productive citizens. Willie (Monk) her eldest is a minister and a successful insurance sales person, Wayne and his family builds racing cars, Frances works with department of Health and Human Services in Georgia, as well as Brenda for the state of Florida.

I know little about her personal life after I left the area in '62 she was married and they seemed like the ideal couple. I would return for short visits but nothing seemed out of the ordinary. When I returned to live in '83, she was no longer married, and working as a domestic worker in nearby Panama City Beach

 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

This piece is done by one who knows her best her eldest son Eli Andrews

Annie Mae Potter-Andrews-Brown is one of the elderly ladies who live in the LBR community. She is also among the last to have moved there. She moved there shortly after I left. I left the area in 1962. She married Loucious’ only son, Alvin Loucious Brown, on December 16, 1963. She is one of the most endearing elders today. Sources closest to her revealed that she was not well received when she initial move into the area. However, once people came to know her and see her for who she really is they came to love and respect her for her neighborly attributes. I came to adore her. In fact, she and the man she married accompanied me on my high school prom. My late mother, Louella Peterson-Potter and my grandmother, Katie Riley-Peterson, adored her yet; my relationship with her has been almost non-existent, since I know so little about her.

Annie Mae is the mother of six; two extremely wonderful daughters (one of whom seems to have her quiet inner strength, Celeste). She also raised four responsible and productive sons, Eli, Ronnie, Reginald and Don. All but Eli are very athletic. Don went on to play professionally for the Cincinnati Reds for a short period of time. He was later cut from the team. He is now a couch in Fort Walton Beach, at Choctawhatchee high school.

Let me add..She is a resolute woman with a quiet way of reasoning and getting things done. I have never heard her raise her voice in anger. What I came to discover about her is that she is a pragmatist. It is my assumption that she acquired that skill from her poppa, the late Leslie Potter, aka, Sugardoll, who I came to admire a great deal. He was an independent businessman who marched to the beat of his own drums. He couldn’t be hoodwinked, bamboozled or shanghaied into doing anything he didn’t want to do.

 
 
Brief bio still in progress
 
 
 
 
 

Charlotte Brown

Of all the Brown daughters Charlotte is perhaps my favorite. She is funny and witty, loves to smile and stayed in my business if it could be called such. As youngster, I would go their home and lay on the floor pretending to be asleep trying to catch her and then boy friend Coleman Potter making out. She knew what I was up to and nothing ever happened, of which she later told me she was onto my little charade. It's going to take lot of time to talk about Charlotte, because nothing ever went on in the community she didn't know about. Including a few of my escapades when I got grown. In many ways was like a big sister.

Gathering more of my memories
 
 

Second tier 

Esther Andrews Jackson

Ida Brown Hogan

Wanda Bland

Elizabeth Hogan Brown

Tangie Bowers Jackson

Susie Brown Lee-

Mary Ann Brown Bland

Delois Jackson Smith 

Joanne Brown Davis

Wille Mae Bell Andrews

Margaret Peterson Brown

Carolyn Brown Connor

Janice Brown

Brenda Potter

Jacquelyn Brown

April Brown-

Some of those who have moved away

Sylvia Brown Hogan

Agnes (Kizzy) Bush

Josie Brown Bell

Velma Andrews Murphy

Joyce Hogan Green

Frances Potter Ross

Tina Peterson Erickson

Bridgette Jackson Peterson

Tiffany Smith-

Michelle Brown Sheffield

Sharon Bland- Larry

Lisa Peterson

Felecia Brown

Pamela Andrews-

Patricia Andrews

Ola Andrews Brown

Celeste Andrews Jackson

Cozetta Bland-

June Brown Jackon

Lottie Brown

Sonia Brown Campbell

Karen Brown

Elaine Smith Ponds Hogan

Bonnie Smith-

Shelia Smith-

Sallie Smith Everett-

Evilla Smith

Audrey Smith-

Miranda Smith-

Gloria Bush Walker

Betsy Bush-

J Dia Green-

Jocelyn Green

Trina Jackson

Clara Brown-

Jossie Brown Bell

Susie Brown-Lee

 

 

 

In fairness not every one is listed here, if there are ones you know may not be listed here e-mail me here.

These are a few of all the communities who have gone on RIP

Nora (Girlie) Brown

Clara Brown Peterson

Katie Riley Peterson

Mary Jackson Brown

Louvenia Peterson Smith

Louella Peterson-Potter

Jesse Brown Andrews

Clara Brown-Edwards

Jerldean Wadford Peterson

Edna Smith Brown

Elease Smith Brown

Wyomia Bowers Brown

Lorraine (Tina Baby) Brown

Annie Jackson Smith

Bessie Potter Smith

Dorothy Smith Beacoats

Diane Smith Walker

Flora Beacoats Edwards

Autherene Hogans

Pheba Porter

Burlene Douglas Hogans

Gladys Lee

Mary Rhea Mc Donald

Betsy Potter Smith

Tiny Douglas

Elsie Campbell Jackson

Pearlie Brown Bush

Gertrude Bush Bland-Hogans

Ruby Smith

Sylvester Brown

Mary Hogan

Ella Massaline

Rosemary Bell

Elizabeth Holmes

Lovana Bell

Rosa Lee Edwards

Effie Potter

Mainie Bell

Ethelene Peterson

Rosemary Peterson Holmes

Suzie Jackson

Mary Daisy Peterson

Laura Riley

Pauline Brown Green

Louella Potter

Emma Andrews Potter

Beatrice Potter

Rosemary Brown

Maimie Jackson

Mary Jane Jackson

Katie Brown Peterson

Carrie Owens

Myra Edwards Andrews

Josephine Brown

Coming Soon The Ladies Of Happy Hills, Mill Creek, James Potter & Bell Community, Jackson Community, Spring Run, Sugar Doll, and Jack Brown Roads

 
 
 
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