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Caroline <I>Graves</I> Denney

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Caroline Graves Denney

Birth
Jay County, Indiana, USA
Death
4 Apr 1920 (aged 83)
Marion, Grant County, Indiana, USA
Burial
Marion, Grant County, Indiana, USA Add to Map
Plot
B47 L34 G1
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married to Harrel Felton Denny 2/3/1856 in Mercer County, Ohio


MEMORIES OF CAROLINE BY GUY C DENNEY
Aunt Caroline was an aunt by marriage to this writer and I saw much of her in her later years. She certainly was the most loveable character I ever saw and I never saw a woman with such a streak of joviality as she. In the midst of any kind of conversation she just had to inject a batch of foolishness And she kept you laughing all the time. She certainly passed this trait on down to her children. In her old days when she and Uncle Hal lived all alone, I spent all my leisure hours as a kid down at their house which was only a few hundred yards away from my home. It seemed to me that she was always baking pies and it is probably needless to add that I was always eating her pies. When the song came out a few years ago about the Little Old Lady passing by and dressed in her lavender and lace, I always thought immediately of Aunt Caroline for she too dressed in her lavender and lace and if a song ever exemplified a woman it surely did her.

married to Harrel Felton Denny 2/3/1856 in Mercer County, Ohio


MEMORIES OF CAROLINE BY GUY C DENNEY
Aunt Caroline was an aunt by marriage to this writer and I saw much of her in her later years. She certainly was the most loveable character I ever saw and I never saw a woman with such a streak of joviality as she. In the midst of any kind of conversation she just had to inject a batch of foolishness And she kept you laughing all the time. She certainly passed this trait on down to her children. In her old days when she and Uncle Hal lived all alone, I spent all my leisure hours as a kid down at their house which was only a few hundred yards away from my home. It seemed to me that she was always baking pies and it is probably needless to add that I was always eating her pies. When the song came out a few years ago about the Little Old Lady passing by and dressed in her lavender and lace, I always thought immediately of Aunt Caroline for she too dressed in her lavender and lace and if a song ever exemplified a woman it surely did her.



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