Remembering you is easy, and I do it every day.
Missing you is heartache that never goes away.
Married June 20, 1936, in St. Mary's, West Virginia.
With only an 8th grade education, he was a laborer for over 50 years who never took a dime of welfare nor failed to provide for his family or lend a hand to a brother or friend. As a teen, he worked in his father's saw mill, and from 1926 until his death, he worked 40 hrs./week at the Ohio State Forestry Nursery in Reno, Ohio. To supplement his income (99.5¢ an hour in 1955!), he fished in the summer and trapped in the winter; and for pleasure, he liked to go to boat races and watch wrestling and baseball (especially the Cleveland Indians) on a television that he didn't have until he was 50 years old!
A Harley was his fair-weather mode of transportation to work two miles away, and when he wasn't there, he was working in his yard, repairing something in his garage or cellar, or just sitting in the swing on his front porch or in his Johnboat on the Ohio River with his pipe, a tin of Prince Albert, and a fishing pole. In the summer, he ran a trotline halfway across the Ohio River, cleaned and filleted the catfish he caught, and sold most of them for 30 cents a pound to Weber's Market in Marietta. In the winter, he and his brother, Dick, trapped muskrat, mink and coon along the Little Muskingum River. It was hard work in bitterly cold temperatures, but they checked their traps daily, cleaned and stretched the furs on boards to dry, and sold them in the spring. to a fur trader. (Dick's wife canned as much of the muskrat meat as she could and fried it like chicken!) In the summer, he also grew a garden of beans, tomatoes, lettuce, beets, peas, and onions, but Irish and sweet potatoes were his pride and joy, and he grew enough to last all winter in a 4x6 root cellar bin that he and his brother dug out in the cellar and lined with wooden slats. After a lifetime of hard work, he died in Marietta Memorial Hospital from complications of diabetes and kidney failure at 63y 3m 16d.
Survivors include one daughter, two granddaughters, and two great granddaughters in North Carolina and great grandson, Darren, in Colorado.
Missing you is heartache that never goes away.
Married June 20, 1936, in St. Mary's, West Virginia.
With only an 8th grade education, he was a laborer for over 50 years who never took a dime of welfare nor failed to provide for his family or lend a hand to a brother or friend. As a teen, he worked in his father's saw mill, and from 1926 until his death, he worked 40 hrs./week at the Ohio State Forestry Nursery in Reno, Ohio. To supplement his income (99.5¢ an hour in 1955!), he fished in the summer and trapped in the winter; and for pleasure, he liked to go to boat races and watch wrestling and baseball (especially the Cleveland Indians) on a television that he didn't have until he was 50 years old!
A Harley was his fair-weather mode of transportation to work two miles away, and when he wasn't there, he was working in his yard, repairing something in his garage or cellar, or just sitting in the swing on his front porch or in his Johnboat on the Ohio River with his pipe, a tin of Prince Albert, and a fishing pole. In the summer, he ran a trotline halfway across the Ohio River, cleaned and filleted the catfish he caught, and sold most of them for 30 cents a pound to Weber's Market in Marietta. In the winter, he and his brother, Dick, trapped muskrat, mink and coon along the Little Muskingum River. It was hard work in bitterly cold temperatures, but they checked their traps daily, cleaned and stretched the furs on boards to dry, and sold them in the spring. to a fur trader. (Dick's wife canned as much of the muskrat meat as she could and fried it like chicken!) In the summer, he also grew a garden of beans, tomatoes, lettuce, beets, peas, and onions, but Irish and sweet potatoes were his pride and joy, and he grew enough to last all winter in a 4x6 root cellar bin that he and his brother dug out in the cellar and lined with wooden slats. After a lifetime of hard work, he died in Marietta Memorial Hospital from complications of diabetes and kidney failure at 63y 3m 16d.
Survivors include one daughter, two granddaughters, and two great granddaughters in North Carolina and great grandson, Darren, in Colorado.
Remembering you is easy, and I do it every day.
Missing you is heartache that never goes away.
Married June 20, 1936, in St. Mary's, West Virginia.
With only an 8th grade education, he was a laborer for over 50 years who never took a dime of welfare nor failed to provide for his family or lend a hand to a brother or friend. As a teen, he worked in his father's saw mill, and from 1926 until his death, he worked 40 hrs./week at the Ohio State Forestry Nursery in Reno, Ohio. To supplement his income (99.5¢ an hour in 1955!), he fished in the summer and trapped in the winter; and for pleasure, he liked to go to boat races and watch wrestling and baseball (especially the Cleveland Indians) on a television that he didn't have until he was 50 years old!
A Harley was his fair-weather mode of transportation to work two miles away, and when he wasn't there, he was working in his yard, repairing something in his garage or cellar, or just sitting in the swing on his front porch or in his Johnboat on the Ohio River with his pipe, a tin of Prince Albert, and a fishing pole. In the summer, he ran a trotline halfway across the Ohio River, cleaned and filleted the catfish he caught, and sold most of them for 30 cents a pound to Weber's Market in Marietta. In the winter, he and his brother, Dick, trapped muskrat, mink and coon along the Little Muskingum River. It was hard work in bitterly cold temperatures, but they checked their traps daily, cleaned and stretched the furs on boards to dry, and sold them in the spring. to a fur trader. (Dick's wife canned as much of the muskrat meat as she could and fried it like chicken!) In the summer, he also grew a garden of beans, tomatoes, lettuce, beets, peas, and onions, but Irish and sweet potatoes were his pride and joy, and he grew enough to last all winter in a 4x6 root cellar bin that he and his brother dug out in the cellar and lined with wooden slats. After a lifetime of hard work, he died in Marietta Memorial Hospital from complications of diabetes and kidney failure at 63y 3m 16d.
Survivors include one daughter, two granddaughters, and two great granddaughters in North Carolina and great grandson, Darren, in Colorado.
Missing you is heartache that never goes away.
Married June 20, 1936, in St. Mary's, West Virginia.
With only an 8th grade education, he was a laborer for over 50 years who never took a dime of welfare nor failed to provide for his family or lend a hand to a brother or friend. As a teen, he worked in his father's saw mill, and from 1926 until his death, he worked 40 hrs./week at the Ohio State Forestry Nursery in Reno, Ohio. To supplement his income (99.5¢ an hour in 1955!), he fished in the summer and trapped in the winter; and for pleasure, he liked to go to boat races and watch wrestling and baseball (especially the Cleveland Indians) on a television that he didn't have until he was 50 years old!
A Harley was his fair-weather mode of transportation to work two miles away, and when he wasn't there, he was working in his yard, repairing something in his garage or cellar, or just sitting in the swing on his front porch or in his Johnboat on the Ohio River with his pipe, a tin of Prince Albert, and a fishing pole. In the summer, he ran a trotline halfway across the Ohio River, cleaned and filleted the catfish he caught, and sold most of them for 30 cents a pound to Weber's Market in Marietta. In the winter, he and his brother, Dick, trapped muskrat, mink and coon along the Little Muskingum River. It was hard work in bitterly cold temperatures, but they checked their traps daily, cleaned and stretched the furs on boards to dry, and sold them in the spring. to a fur trader. (Dick's wife canned as much of the muskrat meat as she could and fried it like chicken!) In the summer, he also grew a garden of beans, tomatoes, lettuce, beets, peas, and onions, but Irish and sweet potatoes were his pride and joy, and he grew enough to last all winter in a 4x6 root cellar bin that he and his brother dug out in the cellar and lined with wooden slats. After a lifetime of hard work, he died in Marietta Memorial Hospital from complications of diabetes and kidney failure at 63y 3m 16d.
Survivors include one daughter, two granddaughters, and two great granddaughters in North Carolina and great grandson, Darren, in Colorado.
Gravesite Details
LOCATED OFF DRIVEWAY 4 IN 1930 SECTION OF VALLEY CEMETERY ADJACENT TO EASTLAWN MEMORIAL PARK. (See map.)
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