While most of us were walking our dogs, making sourdough bread, and binge-watching Netflix during the pandemic, Cecil George was writing a book. The result of that endeavor is “D’Leaux Mississippi - Life from Moss to Tuckertown: A Novel in Stories.”
I enjoyed this book for so many reasons, but primarily because it felt like home. I didn’t grow up in Mississippi. I grew up in small-town-South-Georgia. I grew up where people showed up (and still do) with fried chicken and pimento cheese sandwiches. I grew up where we had the Miss Georgia Peanut Pageant in the high school gym every October and gave to the Lottie Moon offering at Christmas. I grew up where my grandfather placed his jacket over my older sister’s legs when she wore a mini skirt to church. I grew up where my matron-of-honor had a Baby Ruth and a Dr. Pepper for me on the day of my wedding. Every story in this book touched my heart. Some of them made me laugh-out-loud, and some of them made me a little teary, but all of them were wonderful.
Even if you are not from small-town-somewhere, even if you don’t understand the whole double name thing and have never met a Wi’nelle, a Thelmanell, or a Vaudeen, even if you have never had a Shipley doughnut … but you understand that secrets are meant to be kept, that friends can be false, and that kindness is important - especially when it’s difficult - you are certain to embrace Cecil McRae Britton as she observes, learns, and comes of age in D’Leaux, Mississippi.
Enjoy! And if you have the opportunity, don’t pass up a Shipley doughnut!
by Nancy Carstens