My mother, Wilma Powell Marshall, taught at Yellowhammer school for few years. She said she cooked beans on the old wood stove so kids would have lunch. She told a story of one of the Loy boys taking her keys, climbing a tree and telling her to come and get them if she wanted them. I think she started climbing.

She left Yellowhammer because she went to get my sister from my Mama Marshall, who owned a grocery store in Hardscratch, and walked into the store to find my sister playing with shotgun shells, beside the wood stove. --Mary