Kim's sister's were Bessie Grace Vencak living in Middletown, PA., Jessie Joe (Defrain)Underkoffler of Harrisburg, PA, Ada Mae Robison of Corpus Christi, Texas, Dorothy Jane Truitt of San Marcos, Texas,Sadie Rae Ellis of San Marcos, Texas, Mary Lou White of Sunnyvale, CA., and Edith Ruth Cochran (Inf) who passed away in 1928.

His brother's were Horace Berry Cochran of San Marcos, Texas, Walter Dixie Cochran of Kyle, Texas, Edgar Lee Cochran of Warner Robbins, Georgia, and Elmer Richard Cochran of San Marcos, Texas.

Kim was married to Elizabeth McGee

Their children:

Linda Mae Cochran
Kim Clarke Cochran
Mary Beth Cochran

Kim was married to Dorothy Mae Thomas

Their children:

Wendy Diane "Cochran" Lawrence (step-daughter)
Jimmy Charles Landrum, Jr. (step-son)

Kim was nicknamed as a kid after Kim Tinny from Wimberley. So he went by Kim. His real name is Orville Neff Cochran. He changed the spelling to Kem late in life, and his son was named Kim after him and goes by Kim JR. Most people remember him as Kim.

Orville 'Kem' Cochran (12.05.03) Obituary

Orville "Kem" Cochran, 81, of Uhland, passed away in San Marcos on Thursday, Dec. 4. He was born on Sept. 22, 1922, in Zorn, the son of Levi Newton and Maude Belle (Henderson) Cochran.

During World War II, "Kem" served his country in the United States Army. He was a barber for over 40 years. An accomplished fiddle player and a very good singer, he has been playing music since he was eight years old. In the 1960s, he recorded four records.

His parents preceded him in death. He is survived by his wife, Dorothy Cochran of Uhland; son, Kim Clarke and wife, Carol of Austin; stepson, Jimmy Landrum and wife Laura of Seguin; two daughters, Mary Beth Lewis and husband, Bill of Oklahoma City, OK, and Linda Swetz of Dallas; stepdaughter, Wendy Lawrence and husband, James of San Marcos; sister Grace Vencak and husband, Johnny of Harrisburg, PA; nine grandchildren and one great-grandchild.

Taps

Day is done, gone the sun, From the lake, from the hills, from the sky; All is well, safely rest, God is nigh. Fading light, dims the sight, And a star gems the sky, gleaming bright. From afar, drawing nigh, falls the night. Thanks and praise, for our days, ‘Neath the sun, ‘neath the stars, neath the sky; As we go, this we know, God is nigh. Sun has set, shadows come, Time has fled, Scouts must go to their beds Always true to the promise that they made. While the light fades from sight, And the stars gleaming rays softly send, To thy hands we our souls, Lord, commend.