On December 24, 1969, Mickie Webster was found in the third pew in Saint Peter's Catholic Church, in Grenada, Mississippi. Nestled in a small laundry basket, she wore a nightgown with the name "Mickie" embroidered on it. When Father Brian Cleary found the infant, only a few days old, that Christmas Eve night, he believed it was an answer from God to two members of his congregation. Michael and Kathleen Webster, married for 14 years, had been unable to have children, which they wanted very much. They prayed to God with Father Cleary, asking for guidance. On January 27, 1970, Mickie was adopted and baptized, Michelle Kathleen Webster. Her parents always referred to her as their "Christmas Miracle."

Mickie, as she was always called, was an active and curious child. A tomboy who was much happier to climb trees and throw baseballs then to have imaginary tea parties and wear pretty pink dresses. Though bright and creative, she did not excel in school and even if she had desired to go to college, her grades would not have gotten her entrance to a college of any merit.

Her first job was as a waitress in the local burger joint and teen hang out, Joe's. She found she was good at the job and made pretty good tips which delighted her. Mickie liked money and liked buying things. Her tall, slender frame helped her in her work to glide and slip by, arms loaded with plates of food, her long legs carrying her to her destination well ahead of her coworkers. She was a natural.

In November of 1988, when Mickie was seventeen, her parents got stranded in a snowstorm while traveling to St. Louis. They kept the engine going for heat, but eventually ran out of gas. They realized that help was not going to come to them and that they would have to try to find their way to a town or shelter. The storm was unrelenting and the Websters never made it to help or shelter; their bodies were found three days later. Once again, Mickie was on her own.

After her parents' death, Mickie stayed in Grenada for a about a year to finish school and decide what to do. She had the guidance and help of Father Cleary as well as family friends and neighbors. She learned that her parents had a life insurance policy, naming her as the sole beneficiary of $50,000 after her 18th birthday. She decided she would travel for a while until she could figure out what she wanted to do with her life. She bought a small pickup truck and resolved to visit and live in every one of the 48 contiguous states just for the experience.

Though she managed to go through the insurance money without any trouble at all, and for the life of her could not fathom what she had spent it on, she was never destitute. Whenever she needed money, she fell back on her waitressing expertise and never had any trouble finding work, for a day or a week or a year. Her good looks, her genuine talent as a waitress, and her conscientiousness always won her a standing invitation to return to her job whenever she wanted and/or returned to that town.

In 1997, after many years of traveling and living all over the country, she yearned for a place called home. She returned to Grenada but was distressed to realize it was no longer home to her. All of her friends had married or moved away, she had no living relatives and even Father Cleary was no longer there for her to lean on, having passed away the year before her return.

Again, she relied on her truck to take her to her destiny. She believed she only stopped at Oxford to fill her gas tank and to get a Cherry Coke®. But for reasons even she can't explain, she decided to stay. It felt like home.

She worked in several restaurants around Oxford until she came to Home Plate. When she walked through the doors, the same sense of "home" struck her and knew she would be there for a long time to come.

Shortly after her hire at Home Plate, she began to see one of the owners, Devlin Beauchamp, romantically. The relationship was often referred to as "emotional" and "romantic" and "animated." It came as a shock to many who knew them both when they broke it off in the late summer of 1999. Mickie was always a loner with few close friends, but it was obvious that she was devastated by the break up and even casual acquaintances tried to comfort her. Beauchamp seemed equally broken up about it, and became withdrawn and even secretive afterwards. Many believed they would reconcile and eventually marry - were it not for the untimely death of Mr. Beauchamp this past January.

Mickie still works at the Home Plate restaurant as Head Waitress, a position she has held for nearly a year. She lives alone in a small garage apartment with her pet goldfish, Bonnie and Clyde. She is the shortstop and a pinch hitter for the Home Plate team, expected to continue and to compete this spring in the Oxford Chamber of Commerce Coed Softball league.