The Rock Steady Boogie..
Donnis, Lois, &"Old White"
somewhere in the
world. I guess one could assume a
"split apart at
birth" occurs. Well if there is aany truth to
There is an old tale
told of the existence of a doppleganger
which is suppose to
be another "you", roaming around
this tale then
my "doppleganger" was Lois Marie Davison,
also known as
"Runt" and "Loismree", all one word. But my
roaming around in the world somewhere,
she was as much
a part of my daily life as I was. In truth it
was my "first
cousin", but different than cousins of today.
The Cousin Connection
has lost some of it's properties along
It's just not the same as I remember, but then Lois
wasn't like anyone
I remember. What she did, I did. What
she knew, I knew.
It seems every dream, idea, or mission
a joint effort.
WAS OF COURSE, AFTER BUBBA HAD SHED
Pecking Order/Generic Boob Job
She was older than me, and this had it's perks and privileges.
was never questioned or challenged. It was the undisputed
Order." If we were going to see-saw, she got her
of the end of the plank. If we were jumping rope, she
first jumper, and Juanita , her younger sister and I held
rope. This isn't to say we didn't sometimes hold that rope
"high" as we could in futile attempts to make her "miss." If
played school, she was the teacher. I believed she knew
She was the "pipeline" between the grownups,
almost grownups, and us, who really were grownup, but
just hadn't come to anyones attention yet. And she passed
this wonderful, juicy knowledge on to me. It seemed as
we shared every aspect of our existence. If there was
be a day, there was to be a "Lois and me."
The Pecking Order
Front left to right:
Juanita, Donnis. Lois Center:
Roy, Sonny, Willie
Wanda(Kee-Kee) and Helen
I remember playhouses etched out in the dirt and acting
our life's plan with the man of our dreams. Cowboys were
rage then, and we had such hunks as Roy Rogers, Tom Mix,
Allen, and of course the dark eyed mysterious man with
whip called "Las LaRue." He was my choice of partners,
this was held secret, because Lois got to pick first.
little episodes of discovery and acting out life paled in
to "generic Boob Job", which was soon to follow.
we were unstoppable!
haven't the faintest notion what possessed us to determine
we should enhance our anatomy on that day. Perhaps we
waited so long for this wonderful thing to happen,
boob thing, and maybe Mother Nature needed some help.
oh we would be so generously endowed!! All in one day.
"implants" were carefully chosen plums picked and
placed under our blouses, and we were off to
Baptist Church, with everything in tow.
Church was a big part of our lives in those days. I can still
Mrs. Blanche Manning, or rather her backside, as it eased
the piano stool where she pounded out old hymns.
I remember her dresses. They were starched and ironed
neat, they could have come to church without her.
Our grand scheme of things was to make our grand entrance
all this" new development" in place, becoming the envy of every
girl, and the wanton desire of every young boy present..
reflection, neither of us were mentally retarded, thaT
knew of, we had no outward physical disabilities,
didn't uncontrollably drool on ourselves.
this must surely have been a sign of minimal brain damage.
HOW could we believe we could get past her Mother
Aunt Ethel Mae, and convince anyone we had suddenly and
evolved from "The Young and The Breastless"?
all in one day?
It's a hard fact to face, but I think I was the most severely
damaged, because I thought the only reason anyone knew they were
was because one of mine fell out!
it seemed to roll and roll forever before finally stopping.
The "switching" we got from Aunt Ethel Mae
to an end our "coming out" planned for the Church Service.
to add insult to injury she gave us a switching
a switch from the same tree from which
HOOTERS had come.
And while on the subject of Aunt Ethel Mae...all of Lois's
and energetic nature I feel sure came from Aunt Ethel Mae.
had a "perpetual motion" personality which drew you to her.
it gift of gab, conversation magic, gossip, whatever, whenever
was around, there was movement. There was life. She and
Jewel both possessed the same "show of affection" personality.
you were coming to see them, the'd run half way down the lane
meet you. Here is a story told so well by Aunt Lillian, the
Teller of Stories..on Other People.
"Rumor somehow mistakenly got out that Grandpa had died,
in fact he was very much alive and hard at work.
Aunt Ethel Mae heard this terrible news in town and came
down the lane to Grandpa's house, believing her daddy
be dead and laying in state.
my daddy?" she cried, overwhelmed with grief.
Grandma had not heard the rumor, and was shocked at
Ethel Mae's wailing, and simply yelled, "Well good grief, he's
in the potato bin!"
distraught Aunt Ethel Mae, still believing her daddy to be
cried, "Oh Lord, what have yall got him in there for?"
know her was
to simply be around her. There were no
emotions with her. If she was happy she laughed out loud.
she was sad she cried the same way.
she loved you , you knew it...and I did.
Clutching these traits handed down by her Mother,
was not just a dreamer. She was a planner!
we dreamed of cities where we would live one day,
did you even notice, when I went away?"
girl at this very early age had her unborn children named.
was the most energetic, entertaining, imaginative,
bossiest, sharp tongued mass of human matter
conceived. SHE WAS A COMMITTEE OF ONE.
Lois and Willie
for all that Lois was, her twin brother, Willie was not.
me, there was no stopping Lois, while Willie didn't seem to
to bother with even getting started. Willie could have gone
life oblivious to a C or D average, and an open fly, while
Lois, would have straight A"s and a good start on an ulcer.
it seemed without her, Willie would just cease to be.
she loved him. She loved him with a deep forever lasting love
carried them all thru childhood, adulthood, and now
with Willie, and lives on in Lois's heart.
miss you Widdlelee.
Lois had the ability to make things happen, while I was
following along, content with letting things happen. With little
effort at all
could convince me to faithfully follow her,
she would try to lose me in the woods.
course not "literally" lose me, but looking back I feel we
did try to lose her little sister Juanita, also known as
Wuneeter, and one more tag, better left unsaid.
was an on going task trying to hide from Nita, we would
a quilt into tall grass,
we could look at "True Story" magazines. If we
successfully sneak one from the house,
could almost recite the stories. Verbatim.
had some questions about these stories!
all the forbidden (to us) stories, which she could manage
smuggle out and read, or commit to memory, we were always
up to wild passion and swept away on a tide of desire right
to where the waves came crashing to the shore!
the waves crashing! " Where did the waves come from? " I wondered.
then...always, without fail, it would say..."later I cried."
did they cry? From the waves hitting them?
don't remember her explanation for this, or if I even dared to ask,
just figured it was gonna take more than water and waves to make
The Rock Steady Boogie.....
was in our "True Story" hideout where she would do
that just messed with my mind. There was a little "snippit"
a song that she use to sing, just one or two lines,
the rock steady boogie..Bahoo Bahoo Bahooba.
this was her interpretation, and she had mastered it so well.
she sang this one little line, she would pucker her mouth just so,
get a pitch to her voice, that I felt, only those truly blessed with
could do. But I was not truly blessed, but I must have tried
because that one little line and Lois's presentation of it
so clear in my memory. For the most part, a sound, a phrase,
smell can take me all the way back. Sounds of "Kick The Can",
Rover," "Annie Over", "Giant" and some other game where
got slung around until you were dizzy and then had to play
you were a statue, come to mind.
WHAT IN BLAZES WAS ROCK STEADY BOOGIE?
DID IT MEAN? Could it really have been Rock City Boogie?
Lois have possibly had the words wrong? Oh perish the thought.
still my vicious heart! Not possible. The pipeline couldn't have
heard it wrong on the radio!
Lois and me our relationship as we knew it would soon come to a close.
awhile when I no longer spent summers with my Grandparents,
would come to the city and visit me. But things were different now.
had been my playmate, my doppleganger, the sister I had not had at the
still had the tenacity for asking questions, getting all the details.
peoples lives intrigued her. She was still taking small bites of
I seemed to be trying to swallow it all at one time. As we got older
felt she thought the "dream come true" road was past Indian Switch
out of Chicot County, and that I got to travel that road first.
that was against the natural order of things.
the rules governing "The Pecking Order."
The Pecking Order Grows Up
know come to think of it, I seem to remember
pronounced it "Rock Stiddy Boogie" rather than Rock Steady. Well
what a hoot! Busted! Lois may have been wrong!
may have found her out!! I think I'll email her right now!
can bet she's in a Chat Room.