by Nancy Colene Beedle Hollingsworth

No matter how far I go in this life, Bayou Meto School was a wonderful place to start.

by Judy Orrick Allen

Janice and I attended this school from our first grade year through our sixth grade year. There was no need for us to attend a kindergarten (which was not available anyway). Mother had been a school teacher and had us MORE than prepared to start the first grade!

by L. Steve Stillwell

My day would start with a one mile walk up to the corner to catch the “bus” which actually was a pickup with a camper shell.

by Eddie Lumsden

It was a simpler time. The color coded card for the ice man was in the window. I had to feed our milk cow before school. The reward was that I knew how good the milk and real butter would be when my Dad brought in the fresh milk and my Mother would make that good butter for the delicious biscuits she baked.

by Mary Lou Rodgers McKay

When I was a child we had cold winters in Arkansas County with ice and snows.