Everett Floyd Duncan was born Floyd Everett Duncan near Wylie, Texas, in 1903. His family moved to Roscoe in 1910. After graduating from Roscoe High School, he completed college at Baylor and practiced divorce law in Big Spring.
During the Great Depression, his law office burned down. At about the same time, his father had lost most of his investment in the Farmer's National Bank (First National Bank) in Roscoe when it folded. The Duncan family was in danger of losing the family farm in Nolan County. They called on Everett to return home to help the family save the farm. At that time, Everett was quite disillusioned with practicing divorce law. He said it was a "mean" business. He subsequently returned to Roscoe and became a cotton farmer. He was very tied to the earth and the weather for the rest of his life and there are many photos of cotton left in the family photos. He had a passion for farming and almost every Sunday morning he was out surveying other farmers' farms.
Despite giving up law to return to farming, his legal knowledge was known around Roscoe. Many times a farmer or other local resident would show up at his front step asking for legal advice. He would always get his large, brown law book (Texas Civil Forms and Forms of Pleadings, 1930) and find the proper forms and tell them what they had to do.
In 1939, he married Laura Fay Duncan in Cisco in a small ceremony. She always called him "Dunc". They had three sons: Joe Floyd, Edwin Wilson, and Robert David (goes by David). All three were born in the Young Hospital in Roscoe and delivered by T. D. Young, a family friend.
Everett's boys were active in sports, and both he and Laura Fay enjoyed watching them play, rarely missing a game. Joe was a star football player for the Roscoe Plowboys, making the all-region team his Junior and Senior years; he also excelled at basketball and at putting the shot—and was also a pretty good baseball player for the Roscoe Boys Club. So was Edwin. Known as Bitsy to some and Snake to others, he also performed on the trampoline. Later, David would play baseball and football as well.
Joe went to Texas A&M for a year before transferring to Texas Tech in 1961, also the first year at Tech for Edwin, whom Everett called Eddie (although he was the only one who ever did). Later, when David finished high school, he would also go to Texas Tech. Everett was glad to know he was able to put the boys through college and proud that all three graduated. He also loved and respected Laura Fay, and often told the boys how lucky they were to have her for a mother.
Everett lived a happy life and drank one small glass of whiskey once a year! His favorite indulgence food was crackers in buttermilk and he was known to love pickled pigs feet. Laura Fay pickled them for him. When his boys were growing up they ate hamburgers at the drive-in restaurant in Sweetwater once a week (though, when the crops weren't good they had to forego this treat). He also liked to take his boys hunting on occasion. They hunted doves and rabbits.
When he wasn't working or doing something with his wife and boys, Everett liked to go to Haney's Drug Store to buy a coke and visit with friends. In the fall, he liked to talk to the ginners and other farmers at the cotton gin. He also enjoyed playing dominoes with the men at the domino parlor, and sometimes he went fishing, usually at Lake Trammell, south of Sweetwater. Like other men in Roscoe at the time, he always wore a fedora hat when he was outside, straw in the summer and felt in the winter. His was usually a Knox. And, unless he had a reason to dress up, he normally wore a long-sleeved cotton shirt, khaki pants, and plain leather shoes, rather than boots. When he was working, he liked to chew plug tobacco, Tinsley's, and when he emptied his pants pockets, there would be change, a pocket knife, wooden matches, and a neatly cut plug of tobacco. He also smoked Phillip Morris cigarettes.
Everett favored Old Spice after shave and tooth powder over toothpaste. He greatly enjoyed nature shows.
Everett died of complications from colon cancer with his family around him in the Rolling Plains Hospital in Sweetwater in 1978. The funeral was at the Roscoe Methodist Church a couple of days later, and his body was buried in the Roscoe cemetery. It was only the second time that he had ever had to go to the hospital, the first being an emergency appendectomy when he was in his thirties. After the funeral, one of his old friends remarked that Everett had been "as honest as the day is long." Everett would probably have been pleased to be remembered like that.
During the Great Depression, his law office burned down. At about the same time, his father had lost most of his investment in the Farmer's National Bank (First National Bank) in Roscoe when it folded. The Duncan family was in danger of losing the family farm in Nolan County. They called on Everett to return home to help the family save the farm. At that time, Everett was quite disillusioned with practicing divorce law. He said it was a "mean" business. He subsequently returned to Roscoe and became a cotton farmer. He was very tied to the earth and the weather for the rest of his life and there are many photos of cotton left in the family photos. He had a passion for farming and almost every Sunday morning he was out surveying other farmers' farms.
Despite giving up law to return to farming, his legal knowledge was known around Roscoe. Many times a farmer or other local resident would show up at his front step asking for legal advice. He would always get his large, brown law book (Texas Civil Forms and Forms of Pleadings, 1930) and find the proper forms and tell them what they had to do.
In 1939, he married Laura Fay Duncan in Cisco in a small ceremony. She always called him "Dunc". They had three sons: Joe Floyd, Edwin Wilson, and Robert David (goes by David). All three were born in the Young Hospital in Roscoe and delivered by T. D. Young, a family friend.
Everett's boys were active in sports, and both he and Laura Fay enjoyed watching them play, rarely missing a game. Joe was a star football player for the Roscoe Plowboys, making the all-region team his Junior and Senior years; he also excelled at basketball and at putting the shot—and was also a pretty good baseball player for the Roscoe Boys Club. So was Edwin. Known as Bitsy to some and Snake to others, he also performed on the trampoline. Later, David would play baseball and football as well.
Joe went to Texas A&M for a year before transferring to Texas Tech in 1961, also the first year at Tech for Edwin, whom Everett called Eddie (although he was the only one who ever did). Later, when David finished high school, he would also go to Texas Tech. Everett was glad to know he was able to put the boys through college and proud that all three graduated. He also loved and respected Laura Fay, and often told the boys how lucky they were to have her for a mother.
Everett lived a happy life and drank one small glass of whiskey once a year! His favorite indulgence food was crackers in buttermilk and he was known to love pickled pigs feet. Laura Fay pickled them for him. When his boys were growing up they ate hamburgers at the drive-in restaurant in Sweetwater once a week (though, when the crops weren't good they had to forego this treat). He also liked to take his boys hunting on occasion. They hunted doves and rabbits.
When he wasn't working or doing something with his wife and boys, Everett liked to go to Haney's Drug Store to buy a coke and visit with friends. In the fall, he liked to talk to the ginners and other farmers at the cotton gin. He also enjoyed playing dominoes with the men at the domino parlor, and sometimes he went fishing, usually at Lake Trammell, south of Sweetwater. Like other men in Roscoe at the time, he always wore a fedora hat when he was outside, straw in the summer and felt in the winter. His was usually a Knox. And, unless he had a reason to dress up, he normally wore a long-sleeved cotton shirt, khaki pants, and plain leather shoes, rather than boots. When he was working, he liked to chew plug tobacco, Tinsley's, and when he emptied his pants pockets, there would be change, a pocket knife, wooden matches, and a neatly cut plug of tobacco. He also smoked Phillip Morris cigarettes.
Everett favored Old Spice after shave and tooth powder over toothpaste. He greatly enjoyed nature shows.
Everett died of complications from colon cancer with his family around him in the Rolling Plains Hospital in Sweetwater in 1978. The funeral was at the Roscoe Methodist Church a couple of days later, and his body was buried in the Roscoe cemetery. It was only the second time that he had ever had to go to the hospital, the first being an emergency appendectomy when he was in his thirties. After the funeral, one of his old friends remarked that Everett had been "as honest as the day is long." Everett would probably have been pleased to be remembered like that.
Everett Floyd Duncan was born Floyd Everett Duncan near Wylie, Texas, in 1903. His family moved to Roscoe in 1910. After graduating from Roscoe High School, he completed college at Baylor and practiced divorce law in Big Spring.
During the Great Depression, his law office burned down. At about the same time, his father had lost most of his investment in the Farmer's National Bank (First National Bank) in Roscoe when it folded. The Duncan family was in danger of losing the family farm in Nolan County. They called on Everett to return home to help the family save the farm. At that time, Everett was quite disillusioned with practicing divorce law. He said it was a "mean" business. He subsequently returned to Roscoe and became a cotton farmer. He was very tied to the earth and the weather for the rest of his life and there are many photos of cotton left in the family photos. He had a passion for farming and almost every Sunday morning he was out surveying other farmers' farms.
Despite giving up law to return to farming, his legal knowledge was known around Roscoe. Many times a farmer or other local resident would show up at his front step asking for legal advice. He would always get his large, brown law book (Texas Civil Forms and Forms of Pleadings, 1930) and find the proper forms and tell them what they had to do.
In 1939, he married Laura Fay Duncan in Cisco in a small ceremony. She always called him "Dunc". They had three sons: Joe Floyd, Edwin Wilson, and Robert David (goes by David). All three were born in the Young Hospital in Roscoe and delivered by T. D. Young, a family friend.
Everett's boys were active in sports, and both he and Laura Fay enjoyed watching them play, rarely missing a game. Joe was a star football player for the Roscoe Plowboys, making the all-region team his Junior and Senior years; he also excelled at basketball and at putting the shot—and was also a pretty good baseball player for the Roscoe Boys Club. So was Edwin. Known as Bitsy to some and Snake to others, he also performed on the trampoline. Later, David would play baseball and football as well.
Joe went to Texas A&M for a year before transferring to Texas Tech in 1961, also the first year at Tech for Edwin, whom Everett called Eddie (although he was the only one who ever did). Later, when David finished high school, he would also go to Texas Tech. Everett was glad to know he was able to put the boys through college and proud that all three graduated. He also loved and respected Laura Fay, and often told the boys how lucky they were to have her for a mother.
Everett lived a happy life and drank one small glass of whiskey once a year! His favorite indulgence food was crackers in buttermilk and he was known to love pickled pigs feet. Laura Fay pickled them for him. When his boys were growing up they ate hamburgers at the drive-in restaurant in Sweetwater once a week (though, when the crops weren't good they had to forego this treat). He also liked to take his boys hunting on occasion. They hunted doves and rabbits.
When he wasn't working or doing something with his wife and boys, Everett liked to go to Haney's Drug Store to buy a coke and visit with friends. In the fall, he liked to talk to the ginners and other farmers at the cotton gin. He also enjoyed playing dominoes with the men at the domino parlor, and sometimes he went fishing, usually at Lake Trammell, south of Sweetwater. Like other men in Roscoe at the time, he always wore a fedora hat when he was outside, straw in the summer and felt in the winter. His was usually a Knox. And, unless he had a reason to dress up, he normally wore a long-sleeved cotton shirt, khaki pants, and plain leather shoes, rather than boots. When he was working, he liked to chew plug tobacco, Tinsley's, and when he emptied his pants pockets, there would be change, a pocket knife, wooden matches, and a neatly cut plug of tobacco. He also smoked Phillip Morris cigarettes.
Everett favored Old Spice after shave and tooth powder over toothpaste. He greatly enjoyed nature shows.
Everett died of complications from colon cancer with his family around him in the Rolling Plains Hospital in Sweetwater in 1978. The funeral was at the Roscoe Methodist Church a couple of days later, and his body was buried in the Roscoe cemetery. It was only the second time that he had ever had to go to the hospital, the first being an emergency appendectomy when he was in his thirties. After the funeral, one of his old friends remarked that Everett had been "as honest as the day is long." Everett would probably have been pleased to be remembered like that.
During the Great Depression, his law office burned down. At about the same time, his father had lost most of his investment in the Farmer's National Bank (First National Bank) in Roscoe when it folded. The Duncan family was in danger of losing the family farm in Nolan County. They called on Everett to return home to help the family save the farm. At that time, Everett was quite disillusioned with practicing divorce law. He said it was a "mean" business. He subsequently returned to Roscoe and became a cotton farmer. He was very tied to the earth and the weather for the rest of his life and there are many photos of cotton left in the family photos. He had a passion for farming and almost every Sunday morning he was out surveying other farmers' farms.
Despite giving up law to return to farming, his legal knowledge was known around Roscoe. Many times a farmer or other local resident would show up at his front step asking for legal advice. He would always get his large, brown law book (Texas Civil Forms and Forms of Pleadings, 1930) and find the proper forms and tell them what they had to do.
In 1939, he married Laura Fay Duncan in Cisco in a small ceremony. She always called him "Dunc". They had three sons: Joe Floyd, Edwin Wilson, and Robert David (goes by David). All three were born in the Young Hospital in Roscoe and delivered by T. D. Young, a family friend.
Everett's boys were active in sports, and both he and Laura Fay enjoyed watching them play, rarely missing a game. Joe was a star football player for the Roscoe Plowboys, making the all-region team his Junior and Senior years; he also excelled at basketball and at putting the shot—and was also a pretty good baseball player for the Roscoe Boys Club. So was Edwin. Known as Bitsy to some and Snake to others, he also performed on the trampoline. Later, David would play baseball and football as well.
Joe went to Texas A&M for a year before transferring to Texas Tech in 1961, also the first year at Tech for Edwin, whom Everett called Eddie (although he was the only one who ever did). Later, when David finished high school, he would also go to Texas Tech. Everett was glad to know he was able to put the boys through college and proud that all three graduated. He also loved and respected Laura Fay, and often told the boys how lucky they were to have her for a mother.
Everett lived a happy life and drank one small glass of whiskey once a year! His favorite indulgence food was crackers in buttermilk and he was known to love pickled pigs feet. Laura Fay pickled them for him. When his boys were growing up they ate hamburgers at the drive-in restaurant in Sweetwater once a week (though, when the crops weren't good they had to forego this treat). He also liked to take his boys hunting on occasion. They hunted doves and rabbits.
When he wasn't working or doing something with his wife and boys, Everett liked to go to Haney's Drug Store to buy a coke and visit with friends. In the fall, he liked to talk to the ginners and other farmers at the cotton gin. He also enjoyed playing dominoes with the men at the domino parlor, and sometimes he went fishing, usually at Lake Trammell, south of Sweetwater. Like other men in Roscoe at the time, he always wore a fedora hat when he was outside, straw in the summer and felt in the winter. His was usually a Knox. And, unless he had a reason to dress up, he normally wore a long-sleeved cotton shirt, khaki pants, and plain leather shoes, rather than boots. When he was working, he liked to chew plug tobacco, Tinsley's, and when he emptied his pants pockets, there would be change, a pocket knife, wooden matches, and a neatly cut plug of tobacco. He also smoked Phillip Morris cigarettes.
Everett favored Old Spice after shave and tooth powder over toothpaste. He greatly enjoyed nature shows.
Everett died of complications from colon cancer with his family around him in the Rolling Plains Hospital in Sweetwater in 1978. The funeral was at the Roscoe Methodist Church a couple of days later, and his body was buried in the Roscoe cemetery. It was only the second time that he had ever had to go to the hospital, the first being an emergency appendectomy when he was in his thirties. After the funeral, one of his old friends remarked that Everett had been "as honest as the day is long." Everett would probably have been pleased to be remembered like that.
