THE POEM

Someone, probably Jim Freeman, wrote a long poem about her. It started something like this:

Everybody knows Wild Bill

Everyday she takes hook and line

Goes to the creek and fishes

In the water that runs Snow’s Mill.

I had asked Mr. Williams if Snow’s Mill was run by water power and that caused him to think of this. It probably was not run by water power because it was on the Pecan and it never had much water. It was located not far from Rock Church. Snow lived on the left after you get up the hill after crossing Pecan Creek. Snow was here when Mr. Williams came, had been for a long time probably because he had a herd of fine sorrels when Mr. Williams first came. Sometimes called "Judge" but he wasn’t a judge. People used any sort of nick name in those days.

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