Articles have been edited by Suzanne Forte for brevity in some cases, and  to avoid mention of living individuals.

After almost 66 years of marriage, Kate Pearl McGiboney and Dennis Wayne Greene still remember the day they were married as if it were yesterday.

"It was January 11, 1911", says Kat.  "I ran away from home and we were married by the side of the road, near what is called Massey's Store today.  I was 16 and Jack was 17.  A justice of the peace, Isaac Bailey, rode up in his buggy and married us."

Mrs. Green's parents were Jerry McGiboney and Della Kent and Mr. Greene's parents were Lewis Greene and Emma Callihan.  Both families were born and raised in Walton County.

"Our parents didn't stay mad at us long", she says.  "They told us to come on home.  We lived with his parents for a short time after marrying."

Mr. and Mrs. Greene have outlived five of their 14 children.  They have 41 grandchildren and 43 great grandchildren. 

"Life was hard" says jack.  "I worked for 50 cents a day cutting wood and Kate picked cotton for 50 cents a day.  We never owned any land.  We rented on halves and got half of what we made.  We grew wheat and even made our own flour."

Kate's membership is at Center Hill and she says, "I went to camp meeting before there ever was a church there.  Preacher Stephenson and Preacher Cllaude Atha are the ones I first remember"

"I was baptzed in Ace Moon's fish pond and joined the church when I was about 50.  Preacher Skelton was there when I joined the church."

"Yes, I remember when the church was built", she continues, "The bell back then was up on a big pole and they rang it when there was a death in the area.  That meant for people to come and dig the grave.  Then later, they would ring it to tell everyone when the funeral was."

"I got a good education and went through the ninth grade at the old youth school," says Jack.

"One of the earliest things I can remember," she continues, "is going to Atlanta with my Grandpa Kent.  We rode to Decatur in a buggy.  It took about six hours of driving hard.  At Decatur we caught a street car and went on to Atlanta"

"The first time I ever went to Stone Mountain was in a two horse wagon.  My daddy got dizzy about half way up the mountain, and momma kept warning us not to get too close to the edge", she laughs.

"There's been a lot of changes in our lives", they said.  "We had square dancing parties with string band and had better health back then then people do now."