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From: JEAN PRATHER< >
Subject: [PRATHER-L] Fwd: PRATHER
Date: Mon, 18 May 1998 19:52:27 -0400


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I thought it was so kind of the gentleman to share his memories with
me.I thought I would share them with all of you.mabe one of you is
decended from this line and could maybe let him know what happened to
that particular Prather JEAN

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Date: Mon, 18 May 1998 17:12:20 -0500
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From: Jim Allen <>
Subject: PRATHER

Jean, I often see your name "PRATHER" on emails and as I do it brings back
memories from long ago. I grew up in Monroe Co, MS, in the 1930s and '40s.
A neighbor family of ours bought a new automobile, it was before WWII. It
was a black Chevrolet, I remember it well, and thought it was the prettiest
car ever. Back in those day people did not take their car keys out of the
switch even in town when going shopping. One day this lady, her children
were my age and one of her sons was my classmate in school, went to town to
shop. As custom she left the keys in the car, but on return the car was
gone. Stealing cars in those days was unheard of. They looked around town
and couldn't find it, and they verified that another family member had not
taken it. A week went by and it was accepted that the car was stolen.
Someone told this lady to go to Lee County, MS, near to Tupelo, and find a
man named Seymour PRATHER, and he would tell her where he car could be
found. This Prather was considered to be a "seer;" I guess the word we'd
use today is "physic". Anyway the lady went to Mr. Prather and took a friend
along for the trip. They asked for directions to his house and when they
arrived they saw a man sitting on the front porch. They got out of the car
and started up the walk-way to the house. The man on the porch looked at
them and said "You are Mrs. _______ from _______ and you are looking for
your stolen car." The lady answered that this was true. He asked some
incidentals questions about the car, and then told the owner that she could
find her car on a certain street at a certain house in Tupelo; and that it
had been painted another color and told her the new color. The woman drove
by the house in question and saw a car that was the same make and year of
her stolen car and the same color Mr. Prather told her about. She went to
the local police, told them the situation and her stolen car was recovered.
What Mr. Prather said was proven true.

That was many years ago, I never knew Seymour Prather, and have no further
info about him or his family. But every time I saw your name on an email I
think of him and this incident. I guess you'll think I'm a crazy old man
for relating this story to you; and maybe I am, but since I've done so maybe
it will stop bugging me. Sincerely,
jimallen

"Truth stands the test of time; lies are soon exposed." Proverbs 12:19 TLB

URL: <http://www.watervalley.net/users/jall>;

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