Roy and Fannie Mitchen
At midterm of the 1920-21 school year, a new boy enrolled
in McCrory High School, McCrory, Arkansas. As this was a small town all
the girls were anxious to get to know this new boy, including me, Fannie
A. Taylor. His name was Roy Mitchen and he had been out of school helping
on the farm in north Arkansas while his mother was ill. After his mother
died he came to McCrory to live with an aunt and finish high school.
We were both in the senior play and Roy offered to come by and go to rehearsals with me. All these years later he is still doing nice things for me! After graduation I went to State Teachers College in Conway for the summer and then started to teach in a one room rural school in the fall. Roy went to Kansas to work in the wheat harvest, then on to Colorado to work on highway construction. We wrote at least twice a week and Roy made an occasional trip back to Arkansas.
My Christmas present in 1922 was an engagement ring. Roy and his family moved to a farm about five miles from McCrory in 1924, and my family moved to Conway the same year. I attended Memphis State College that summer, then back to teaching in another rural school.
We were married January 18, 1925.
I have crocheted a brief family history. I have no talent for drawing – Joe cried, "That's not a cow." When he looked at one I drew for him – so I have used dye, coffee, wax, spray and wire as well as thread and imagination to tell the story of our life together my way.
We were both in the senior play and Roy offered to come by and go to rehearsals with me. All these years later he is still doing nice things for me! After graduation I went to State Teachers College in Conway for the summer and then started to teach in a one room rural school in the fall. Roy went to Kansas to work in the wheat harvest, then on to Colorado to work on highway construction. We wrote at least twice a week and Roy made an occasional trip back to Arkansas.
My Christmas present in 1922 was an engagement ring. Roy and his family moved to a farm about five miles from McCrory in 1924, and my family moved to Conway the same year. I attended Memphis State College that summer, then back to teaching in another rural school.
We were married January 18, 1925.
I have crocheted a brief family history. I have no talent for drawing – Joe cried, "That's not a cow." When he looked at one I drew for him – so I have used dye, coffee, wax, spray and wire as well as thread and imagination to tell the story of our life together my way.