Reflections of Downtown
- Reflections of Downtown
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Carter wins essay contest
Read Beverly Carter’s winning essay, ‘Walking the Courthouse Wall,’ as well as other entries in the Reflections of Downtown essay contest.
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Saturdays downtown
My name is Jackie Godbee Allen.
My favorite memories of Downtown Moultrie are of the wonderful Saturdays my friends and I would go to the “Picture Show” (now the Senior Center). - The bet Memories of Downtown Moultrie begin in 1952. I was an Air Force serviceman stationed in French Morocco, Africa. While serving my country, I received new orders to be transferred to Albany, Ga. Where is this? One of my buddies informed me that this was in SOUTH Georgia. Apparently this made a difference. This same guy then proceeded to inform me that If I accepted this transfer that I would be married within six months. “No way!” I was young, single, and had just started living! My buddy then made the bet. “If you aren’t married in six months, I will pay you $50.” Easiest bet I ever made.
- Double feature at the movies My memories of yesteryear in Moultrie are endless, but a few will always stand out in my mind and my heart: The Colquitt Theatre, Southerland’s Barber Shop, and Watson’s Drug Store.
- Going UPtown or going TO town Having been born and raised in Moultrie, I have so many fond memories of the town from the days past. The way it used to be, the people who made up the community, a place where if you wanted to socialize, downtown was the place to be.
- Reliving many memories My first memories of Moultrie were of a friendly, busy, small Southern town. Few of the places in my memories are still here.
- Walk the courthouse wall As a little country girl raised between the small towns of Funston and Bay, Moultrie seemed like the capital to me! I didn’t get to come to town very often and only if I had completed my chores at the time someone was driving in.
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Everybody went to town
I remember Moultrie, especially in the 1940s and ’50s.
It was a very busy and vibrant town. “Everyone” went to Moultrie on Saturdays. Everywhere we went we would see someone we knew.
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