Thelma "Christine" Fryman Crump was the daughter of Herman and Mary Elizabeth Wagoner Fryman. She had five siblings: Carlos Lee Fryman, Dorothy Delores Fryman(Hargis), Marjorie B Fryman, Margaret J Fryman(Stakelin), and Eugene N. "Buddy" Fryman. She lived the majority of her childhood in Shadynook, Harrison County. Her beloved mother passed away on 4 July 1936 when she was twelve. Her father continued to raise his children on his own, never remarrying. When Christine was a young adult, she met William Albert Navarre and had two children: Louis and Doris Marilyn Fryman.
In 1944, Her sister, Marjorie "B" passed away at the age of fourteen.
Shortly after Doris' birth, she and William Navarre parted ways and soon Christine met and married Eugene S. Crump. They had six children; Woodford Earl "Billy", Jerry Thomas, Joseph Darden, Gary Wayne, Ronald Gene, and Sarah Catherine. They lived, for the majority of their marriage on a farm in near Shadynook, Harrison County, KY where they farmed. In 1959, Christine lost her Son, Woodford Earl "Billy" Crump in a farming accident. A few short years later on 27 May 1961 Eugene took his own life in the home they shared. A few short months later, Christine suffered another loss...her father, Herman Fryman passed away on the 30 Sep 1961.
Christine chose the route of her father and never again remarried. She raised all her children on her own, running a large farm all by themselves.
Christine was a strong woman, who held her family together through the worst possible times. She was strong when she sent her son, Joseph to Vietnam, and through all her children's many accidents and debacles. She loved to travel with her oldest son, Louis Fryman and his family, and traveled to see many places like the Grand Canyon & Disney World. She helped babysit her grandchildren and then her great grandchildren. She ran a large farm with the help of her sons all her life. She dealt with whatever life threw in her path and she always remained the tie that bound us all together.
Christine's health began to fail in recent years. She broke her arm, broke her hip, and had a series fo small strokes over the years-each took its toll on her health. She had a more serious stroke on 28 Oct 2011. However, being the fighter that she was, she held her own for a very short time. However,she began to run a fever, her body having been through too much, and on 25 November 2011 at 2:35 AM Christine went to be with the Lord.
It is with great sorrow that I post my grandmother's memorial today. She lived her life as she saw fit and always did what was right. God recieved a grand, fiesty, strong angel today. We love you and Miss you terribly Mamaw.
In the future I will post some more personal memories I (& others) have of Mamaw that will give a bigger picture of the wonderful woman she was.
Siblings:
Carlos Lee Fryman
Eugene "Buddy" Fryman
Dorothy Delores Fryman Hargis
Marjorie B Fryman
Margaret J Fryman
*~*~GOD MADE A FARMER*~*~
By: Paul Harvey
"And on the 8th day, God looked down on his planned paradise and said, "I need a caretaker"
-- so God made a Farmer.
God said, "I need somebody willing to get up before dawn, milk cows, work all day in the fields, milk cows again, eat supper, then go to town and stay past midnight at a meeting of the school board"
-- so God made a Farmer.
"I need somebody with arms strong enough to rustle a calf and yet gentle enough to deliver his own grandchild; somebody to call hogs, tame cantankerous machinery, come home hungry, have to wait lunch until his wife’s done feeding visiting ladies, then tell the ladies to be sure and come back real soon -- and mean it"
-- so God made a Farmer.
God said, "I need somebody willing to sit up all night with a newborn colt, and watch it die, then dry his eyes and say, 'Maybe next year.' I need somebody who can shape an ax handle from a persimmon sprout, shoe a horse with a hunk of car tire, who can make harness out of haywire, feed sacks and shoe scraps; who, planting time and harvest season, will finish his forty-hour week by Tuesday noon, and then pain’n from tractor back,' put in another seventy-two hours"
-- so God made a Farmer.
God had to have somebody willing to ride the ruts at double speed to get the hay in ahead of the rain clouds, and yet stop in mid-field and race to help when he sees the first smoke from a neighbor’s place
-- so God made a Farmer.
God said, "I need somebody strong enough to clear trees and heave bails, yet gentle enough to tame lambs and wean pigs and tend the pink-combed pullets, who will stop his mower for an hour to splint the broken leg of a meadow lark."
It had to be somebody who’d plow deep and straight and not cut corners; somebody to seed, weed, feed, breed and rake and disc and plow and plant and tie the fleece and strain the milk and replenish the self-feeder and finish a hard week’s work with a five-mile drive to church; somebody who would bale a family together with the soft strong bonds of sharing, who would laugh, and then sigh, and then reply, with smiling eyes, when his son says that he wants to spend his life "doing what dad does"
-- so God made a Farmer."
In 1944, Her sister, Marjorie "B" passed away at the age of fourteen.
Shortly after Doris' birth, she and William Navarre parted ways and soon Christine met and married Eugene S. Crump. They had six children; Woodford Earl "Billy", Jerry Thomas, Joseph Darden, Gary Wayne, Ronald Gene, and Sarah Catherine. They lived, for the majority of their marriage on a farm in near Shadynook, Harrison County, KY where they farmed. In 1959, Christine lost her Son, Woodford Earl "Billy" Crump in a farming accident. A few short years later on 27 May 1961 Eugene took his own life in the home they shared. A few short months later, Christine suffered another loss...her father, Herman Fryman passed away on the 30 Sep 1961.
Christine chose the route of her father and never again remarried. She raised all her children on her own, running a large farm all by themselves.
Christine was a strong woman, who held her family together through the worst possible times. She was strong when she sent her son, Joseph to Vietnam, and through all her children's many accidents and debacles. She loved to travel with her oldest son, Louis Fryman and his family, and traveled to see many places like the Grand Canyon & Disney World. She helped babysit her grandchildren and then her great grandchildren. She ran a large farm with the help of her sons all her life. She dealt with whatever life threw in her path and she always remained the tie that bound us all together.
Christine's health began to fail in recent years. She broke her arm, broke her hip, and had a series fo small strokes over the years-each took its toll on her health. She had a more serious stroke on 28 Oct 2011. However, being the fighter that she was, she held her own for a very short time. However,she began to run a fever, her body having been through too much, and on 25 November 2011 at 2:35 AM Christine went to be with the Lord.
It is with great sorrow that I post my grandmother's memorial today. She lived her life as she saw fit and always did what was right. God recieved a grand, fiesty, strong angel today. We love you and Miss you terribly Mamaw.
In the future I will post some more personal memories I (& others) have of Mamaw that will give a bigger picture of the wonderful woman she was.
Siblings:
Carlos Lee Fryman
Eugene "Buddy" Fryman
Dorothy Delores Fryman Hargis
Marjorie B Fryman
Margaret J Fryman
*~*~GOD MADE A FARMER*~*~
By: Paul Harvey
"And on the 8th day, God looked down on his planned paradise and said, "I need a caretaker"
-- so God made a Farmer.
God said, "I need somebody willing to get up before dawn, milk cows, work all day in the fields, milk cows again, eat supper, then go to town and stay past midnight at a meeting of the school board"
-- so God made a Farmer.
"I need somebody with arms strong enough to rustle a calf and yet gentle enough to deliver his own grandchild; somebody to call hogs, tame cantankerous machinery, come home hungry, have to wait lunch until his wife’s done feeding visiting ladies, then tell the ladies to be sure and come back real soon -- and mean it"
-- so God made a Farmer.
God said, "I need somebody willing to sit up all night with a newborn colt, and watch it die, then dry his eyes and say, 'Maybe next year.' I need somebody who can shape an ax handle from a persimmon sprout, shoe a horse with a hunk of car tire, who can make harness out of haywire, feed sacks and shoe scraps; who, planting time and harvest season, will finish his forty-hour week by Tuesday noon, and then pain’n from tractor back,' put in another seventy-two hours"
-- so God made a Farmer.
God had to have somebody willing to ride the ruts at double speed to get the hay in ahead of the rain clouds, and yet stop in mid-field and race to help when he sees the first smoke from a neighbor’s place
-- so God made a Farmer.
God said, "I need somebody strong enough to clear trees and heave bails, yet gentle enough to tame lambs and wean pigs and tend the pink-combed pullets, who will stop his mower for an hour to splint the broken leg of a meadow lark."
It had to be somebody who’d plow deep and straight and not cut corners; somebody to seed, weed, feed, breed and rake and disc and plow and plant and tie the fleece and strain the milk and replenish the self-feeder and finish a hard week’s work with a five-mile drive to church; somebody who would bale a family together with the soft strong bonds of sharing, who would laugh, and then sigh, and then reply, with smiling eyes, when his son says that he wants to spend his life "doing what dad does"
-- so God made a Farmer."
Thelma "Christine" Fryman Crump was the daughter of Herman and Mary Elizabeth Wagoner Fryman. She had five siblings: Carlos Lee Fryman, Dorothy Delores Fryman(Hargis), Marjorie B Fryman, Margaret J Fryman(Stakelin), and Eugene N. "Buddy" Fryman. She lived the majority of her childhood in Shadynook, Harrison County. Her beloved mother passed away on 4 July 1936 when she was twelve. Her father continued to raise his children on his own, never remarrying. When Christine was a young adult, she met William Albert Navarre and had two children: Louis and Doris Marilyn Fryman.
In 1944, Her sister, Marjorie "B" passed away at the age of fourteen.
Shortly after Doris' birth, she and William Navarre parted ways and soon Christine met and married Eugene S. Crump. They had six children; Woodford Earl "Billy", Jerry Thomas, Joseph Darden, Gary Wayne, Ronald Gene, and Sarah Catherine. They lived, for the majority of their marriage on a farm in near Shadynook, Harrison County, KY where they farmed. In 1959, Christine lost her Son, Woodford Earl "Billy" Crump in a farming accident. A few short years later on 27 May 1961 Eugene took his own life in the home they shared. A few short months later, Christine suffered another loss...her father, Herman Fryman passed away on the 30 Sep 1961.
Christine chose the route of her father and never again remarried. She raised all her children on her own, running a large farm all by themselves.
Christine was a strong woman, who held her family together through the worst possible times. She was strong when she sent her son, Joseph to Vietnam, and through all her children's many accidents and debacles. She loved to travel with her oldest son, Louis Fryman and his family, and traveled to see many places like the Grand Canyon & Disney World. She helped babysit her grandchildren and then her great grandchildren. She ran a large farm with the help of her sons all her life. She dealt with whatever life threw in her path and she always remained the tie that bound us all together.
Christine's health began to fail in recent years. She broke her arm, broke her hip, and had a series fo small strokes over the years-each took its toll on her health. She had a more serious stroke on 28 Oct 2011. However, being the fighter that she was, she held her own for a very short time. However,she began to run a fever, her body having been through too much, and on 25 November 2011 at 2:35 AM Christine went to be with the Lord.
It is with great sorrow that I post my grandmother's memorial today. She lived her life as she saw fit and always did what was right. God recieved a grand, fiesty, strong angel today. We love you and Miss you terribly Mamaw.
In the future I will post some more personal memories I (& others) have of Mamaw that will give a bigger picture of the wonderful woman she was.
Siblings:
Carlos Lee Fryman
Eugene "Buddy" Fryman
Dorothy Delores Fryman Hargis
Marjorie B Fryman
Margaret J Fryman
*~*~GOD MADE A FARMER*~*~
By: Paul Harvey
"And on the 8th day, God looked down on his planned paradise and said, "I need a caretaker"
-- so God made a Farmer.
God said, "I need somebody willing to get up before dawn, milk cows, work all day in the fields, milk cows again, eat supper, then go to town and stay past midnight at a meeting of the school board"
-- so God made a Farmer.
"I need somebody with arms strong enough to rustle a calf and yet gentle enough to deliver his own grandchild; somebody to call hogs, tame cantankerous machinery, come home hungry, have to wait lunch until his wife’s done feeding visiting ladies, then tell the ladies to be sure and come back real soon -- and mean it"
-- so God made a Farmer.
God said, "I need somebody willing to sit up all night with a newborn colt, and watch it die, then dry his eyes and say, 'Maybe next year.' I need somebody who can shape an ax handle from a persimmon sprout, shoe a horse with a hunk of car tire, who can make harness out of haywire, feed sacks and shoe scraps; who, planting time and harvest season, will finish his forty-hour week by Tuesday noon, and then pain’n from tractor back,' put in another seventy-two hours"
-- so God made a Farmer.
God had to have somebody willing to ride the ruts at double speed to get the hay in ahead of the rain clouds, and yet stop in mid-field and race to help when he sees the first smoke from a neighbor’s place
-- so God made a Farmer.
God said, "I need somebody strong enough to clear trees and heave bails, yet gentle enough to tame lambs and wean pigs and tend the pink-combed pullets, who will stop his mower for an hour to splint the broken leg of a meadow lark."
It had to be somebody who’d plow deep and straight and not cut corners; somebody to seed, weed, feed, breed and rake and disc and plow and plant and tie the fleece and strain the milk and replenish the self-feeder and finish a hard week’s work with a five-mile drive to church; somebody who would bale a family together with the soft strong bonds of sharing, who would laugh, and then sigh, and then reply, with smiling eyes, when his son says that he wants to spend his life "doing what dad does"
-- so God made a Farmer."
In 1944, Her sister, Marjorie "B" passed away at the age of fourteen.
Shortly after Doris' birth, she and William Navarre parted ways and soon Christine met and married Eugene S. Crump. They had six children; Woodford Earl "Billy", Jerry Thomas, Joseph Darden, Gary Wayne, Ronald Gene, and Sarah Catherine. They lived, for the majority of their marriage on a farm in near Shadynook, Harrison County, KY where they farmed. In 1959, Christine lost her Son, Woodford Earl "Billy" Crump in a farming accident. A few short years later on 27 May 1961 Eugene took his own life in the home they shared. A few short months later, Christine suffered another loss...her father, Herman Fryman passed away on the 30 Sep 1961.
Christine chose the route of her father and never again remarried. She raised all her children on her own, running a large farm all by themselves.
Christine was a strong woman, who held her family together through the worst possible times. She was strong when she sent her son, Joseph to Vietnam, and through all her children's many accidents and debacles. She loved to travel with her oldest son, Louis Fryman and his family, and traveled to see many places like the Grand Canyon & Disney World. She helped babysit her grandchildren and then her great grandchildren. She ran a large farm with the help of her sons all her life. She dealt with whatever life threw in her path and she always remained the tie that bound us all together.
Christine's health began to fail in recent years. She broke her arm, broke her hip, and had a series fo small strokes over the years-each took its toll on her health. She had a more serious stroke on 28 Oct 2011. However, being the fighter that she was, she held her own for a very short time. However,she began to run a fever, her body having been through too much, and on 25 November 2011 at 2:35 AM Christine went to be with the Lord.
It is with great sorrow that I post my grandmother's memorial today. She lived her life as she saw fit and always did what was right. God recieved a grand, fiesty, strong angel today. We love you and Miss you terribly Mamaw.
In the future I will post some more personal memories I (& others) have of Mamaw that will give a bigger picture of the wonderful woman she was.
Siblings:
Carlos Lee Fryman
Eugene "Buddy" Fryman
Dorothy Delores Fryman Hargis
Marjorie B Fryman
Margaret J Fryman
*~*~GOD MADE A FARMER*~*~
By: Paul Harvey
"And on the 8th day, God looked down on his planned paradise and said, "I need a caretaker"
-- so God made a Farmer.
God said, "I need somebody willing to get up before dawn, milk cows, work all day in the fields, milk cows again, eat supper, then go to town and stay past midnight at a meeting of the school board"
-- so God made a Farmer.
"I need somebody with arms strong enough to rustle a calf and yet gentle enough to deliver his own grandchild; somebody to call hogs, tame cantankerous machinery, come home hungry, have to wait lunch until his wife’s done feeding visiting ladies, then tell the ladies to be sure and come back real soon -- and mean it"
-- so God made a Farmer.
God said, "I need somebody willing to sit up all night with a newborn colt, and watch it die, then dry his eyes and say, 'Maybe next year.' I need somebody who can shape an ax handle from a persimmon sprout, shoe a horse with a hunk of car tire, who can make harness out of haywire, feed sacks and shoe scraps; who, planting time and harvest season, will finish his forty-hour week by Tuesday noon, and then pain’n from tractor back,' put in another seventy-two hours"
-- so God made a Farmer.
God had to have somebody willing to ride the ruts at double speed to get the hay in ahead of the rain clouds, and yet stop in mid-field and race to help when he sees the first smoke from a neighbor’s place
-- so God made a Farmer.
God said, "I need somebody strong enough to clear trees and heave bails, yet gentle enough to tame lambs and wean pigs and tend the pink-combed pullets, who will stop his mower for an hour to splint the broken leg of a meadow lark."
It had to be somebody who’d plow deep and straight and not cut corners; somebody to seed, weed, feed, breed and rake and disc and plow and plant and tie the fleece and strain the milk and replenish the self-feeder and finish a hard week’s work with a five-mile drive to church; somebody who would bale a family together with the soft strong bonds of sharing, who would laugh, and then sigh, and then reply, with smiling eyes, when his son says that he wants to spend his life "doing what dad does"
-- so God made a Farmer."
