|Birth: ||May 9, 1922|
|Death: ||Jul. 23, 2009|
My Dad was born May 9, 1922 in Estillfork, AL. This valley has been compared to the Shenandoah Valley because of its beauty. He was the second child born to Lola Ethel (Brewer) Waller Morris and Charlie Lee Morris. He told many stories of the hard times growing up during the lean depression years in the south. He was lucky at times to get a turnip to eat. He left school in the 4th grade to help raise his siblings. He was 9 when he started plowing in the fields by himself. My Aunts have said they wouldn't have had shoes to wear had it not been for my Dad. My grandpa Charlie wasn't around much and would stay gone from his family, weeks at a time, so my Dad did all he could for his family.
Like many southern families, my Dad brought his family to the southside of Chicago so he could find work and provide a better living for us. Dad worked hard and was a good provider working in factories. He was involved in his union at work and became a vice-president. He struggled at times with his reading/writing, but he was a very intelligent man. He always kept up with news events and what was happening in the world. He loved politics and could debate with the best of them.
He would always tell us kids that there was a difference between "need" and "want". He said he got very little of what he had to have, some of what he needed, and practically nothing of what he wanted. He married my Mom when she was 16 and he was 19 on December 12, 1941. He said Mom had to quit school to take care of him......and that she did for most of their 65 years of married life together. He never could have found another woman that loved him as much as she. They started out as share-croppers before moving to Illinois. They both worked up north for many years before returning back to their roots in northeastern Alabama. Mom and Dad's biggest hope was that all three of their kids graduated from high school, and I'm proud to say that we did.
When Mom became disabled because of her diabetes, Dad was her wonderful caregiver. He took care of her the last 10 years of her life. I owe him a debt of gratitude for all he did for her. Dad was widowed for 3 years before he joined her again. He would visit her gravesite often and make sure it was taken care of. Dad enjoyed bluegrass music, the St. Louis Cardinals baseball team, and Hardee's biscuits and gravy. He had beautiful vegetable gardens before he became too ill, and he made me the best Christmas dinner one Christmas, when Mom was too ill, of crappie, hush puppies, fries, and coleslaw. Dad had a gift of memory when it came to his Cardinals. He could tell you anything and everything you would ever want to know about his team. The Cardinals were in 1st place the day he was buried.
I'll miss picking up the phone and asking Dad who "such and such" was and who they married and who were their kids? He could recall the past much better than he could the present.
Dad had cancer 6 different times, starting in 1974 with the removal of one cancerous lung. He won the battle on 5 of those battles. He smoked 3 packs of Camels for many years and developed COPD in his later years. He wasn't ready to leave us, and he put up such a strong fight right up to the very end. I've never known anyone with such a strong determination to never give up.
With the help of Heartlite Hospice, Dad passed away in his own apartment with my sister by his side, holding his hand. I never wanted him to pass away during the night alone, and my wish was granted. I was glad we were able to care for him without placing him into a nursing home, which was his wish.
I am so thankful, Dad, for bringing me into this world and being the best Father you could be. I'm not worried about you anymore, and I know you and Mom are together once again. Thank God we have the promise of being together again someday. Until then, my precious Daddy, I send my love and take care of Ma.
Obituary from Scottsboro Sentinel Newspaper, dated July 25th, 2009
JAY D. MORRIS
Jay D. Morris, 87, of Scottsboro, passed away on Thursday, July 23, 2009, at his residence.
Graveside services will be held on Saturday, July 25, at 12 noon from Henshaw Cemetery in Estillfork with Buddy Henshaw officiating.
Mr. Morris is survived by his daughters and son; grandchildren, sisters, and brothers.
Mr. Morris was preceded in death by his parents, Charlie Lee and Lola Ethel Brewer Morris; loving wife of 65 years, Edith Grace Henshaw Morris; grandson, Daniel Morris Justice; brother, John T. Morris; sisters, Vertrice Waller and Lola Genita Morris; niece, Joyce Morris; and nephews, Bobby Dwain "Butchie" Posey, Rickey Gene Morris and Joe Green.
Mr. Morris worked at Press Steel in Hegewisch, IL and Chain Belt Co. in Riverdale, Il. He enjoyed gardening and was a life-long fan of the St. Louis Cardinals' Baseball team.
In lieu of flowers, contributions can be made to Heartlite Hospice, 100 W. Charlotte St., Scottsboro, Al 35768.
Charlie Lee Morris (1895 - 1976)
Lola Ethel Brewer Morris (1900 - 1995)
Edith Grace Henshaw Morris (1925 - 2006)
Vertrice Beatrice Waller (1917 - 1918)**
John T. Morris (1920 - 1965)*
Jay D. Morris (1922 - 2009)
Susie Viola Morris Green (1924 - 2015)*
Mary Morris (1929 - 1929)*
Mary Magdalene Sims (1937 - 2013)*
Lola "Genita" Morris (1939 - 1940)*
Jack "Wayne" Morris (1941 - 2014)*
Created by: Joanie
Record added: Jul 19, 2009
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