April Coker, Author

Category: Memoirs

  • A Toy Story, Part I

    Some of my fondest memories of my childhood involve the toys I played with. Now my parents weren’t well off by any stretch of the imagination, but we kids always had plenty of toys to play with. From the deep cardboard box at the Willow Branch Road farmhouse to the old wooden trunk at the…

  • Moving to the country

    Sometime during my first grade year or between my first and second grade year, we moved to the tiny community of Carroll.  Daddy had taken a job with Snig Milam, a local hay farmer/cattleman, and we rented a house on County Road 420.  Our landlord was Floyd Moseley, so we always called that little house…

  • Random memories from the James House

    Here are some things I may or may not have mentioned in previous posts: Turtle soup. The neighbor kids once showed me and Allen a dead turtle and told us they were going to make turtle soup.  I couldn’t even imagine what that must be like, but I believed them.  Those kids scared me a bit.  I wondered…

  • More from the James House

    I think we still lived in the James house in Van when Mama decided to put me and my brother Allen in swimming lessons.  Sharon was too young, and Brenda hadn’t arrived yet.  There was a large round public pool at the park, which was adjacent to the city golf course.  I can still see…

  • The Tooth Fairy’s Dime

    I believe I was six when I lost my first tooth.  I don’t remember a lot about it except like the ones I lost after the first one, it became so loose I could twist it around in my mouth.  If that happened to me as an adult I would freak out.  I mean, your…