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Aunt Patsy Cliffin. She lived in the house on the east side of Gay street where the Lee Highway crosses. Her grandaughter, Mrs. Blanche Cliffin Fletcher lives there now.
"Aunt Patsy" was over six feet tall, straight with high cheek bones and possessed great dignity. Her husband "Uncle Ben” was very proud of her and never tried of telling people about her Indian blood and how much since Patsy had. "Patsy knows her own mind” he would say. and she certainly proved it the day Uncle Ben was buried.
it was bitter cold weather When Uncle Ben died and the body was kept for several days in the church before burial.
The day of the funeral a larire crowd gathered. Big fires had been going in the church fiince r.irlv morning and it was hard to realize from the temperaturf of the church that it was below zero weather outside. -
As was the custom, the casket was opened for those who wished to view the remains, a long line formed. The man at the head, as he passed the casket, shouted in a terrified voice, “To God Ben's
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