Susie Mae were some more nervous, th’ fust time them folks at the Church axed her to play th’ Pieanner. She had sot up most uv th’ night; a-rollin’ her hair up on socks; an’ a-arnin’ her frock. She sez to me; she sez; “Jay Henry, honey; Jus whot’s I’m gonna do iffen I gets all flabergasted an’ mess up?” I tolt her that hit t’wern’t nothin’ to git so ‘cited bout ’cause them folks wus jus’ folks an hit wern’t like she were makin’ her ‘day-bu’ on Th’ Grand Ole Opry.’
When we got to the Church an’ parked th’ log truck, we noticed that everybody what seen us wuz a-laughin. I tolt Susie Mae that hit shore were nice to make so many folks happy by jus drivin’ up. I kinda ‘spect my new overalls had a lot to do with hit.
Some uv’th’ folks had tolt us that the Preacher were a Doc. too. Susie Mae thought that were awful sweet uv them folks to hire somebody to take care of sick folks and do th’ preachin’ too.
We went in an’ got us a seat way up front so Susie Mae wud be close to th’ Pieanner; an she wonted to make shore folks noticed her new frock whot them Spiegal Folks had just done went an’ sont her. I had ta keep remindin’ her to not git carried away an’ start playin’ her favorite song, “Ain’t No Boogers Out Tonite.”
Well’sr, things went along perty smooth; up ’til hit come time fer her to play. When’st she got up; ‘lo an’ behold’, her stockin’s fell down. I will have ta say that she handled hit perty good by playin’ wiff one hand an’ a-pullin on her stockin’s wiff the other one.
The folks must of enjoyed hit, fer they wuz still laughin’ when’st we got ready to leave. Susie Mae wonted ta’ axe the Doc. fer a pill fer her rhumatiz; but I wudn’t let her. I mis-doubt that he toted his Satchel wiff him to preachin’ anyhow’s.
“Thangs has settled down some since that fust time an’ Susie Mae; she be’s careful to put on her garters when she has ta’ play th’ Pianner fer th “QUIRE”. They wuz a Funny thang though; ’bout that visit to they “Meetin’ House.” We still has got th’ knack fer makin’ everybody happy ’cause they all jus’ purely bust-out a-laughing ever time we come ta’ they Church”.
“Me an’ Susie Mae: We ‘preciates hit”.
Writ by Jay Henry