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 Stephen E. “Stevie” Stamper

Stephen E. “Stevie” Stamper

Birth
Letcher County, Kentucky, USA
Death 15 Apr 1938 (aged 20)
Barbourville, Knox County, Kentucky, USA
Burial Letcher, Letcher County, Kentucky, USA
Memorial ID 100125337 · View Source
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The following article was published in the April 14, 1938, issue of The Mountain Eagle:

Stevie Stamper Fatally Injured In Foot Ball Practice At U. C. Thurs.

Injuries received in football practice Wednesday afternoon proved fatal Friday morning to Stevie Stamper, 21, Union College football and basketball star.

Stamper was struck in the abdomen when he fell on the knees of another player. He was taken off the field. Thursday morning pneumonia developed and as his condition grew worse he was taken to the Logan hospital at Barboursville, late Thursday afternoon. An operation was performed and it was found an intestine was ruptured and peritonitis had set in. He died at 2:30 o'clock Friday morning.

Big Stevie, as he was known to Union students, played tackle on the Union football team for the past two years, and was a forward on the basketball team. He was outstanding in both sports and in addition had a high scholastic standing. He was a member of the 'U' Club, the junlor class, and took an active part in other campus activities.

Stevie was the son of Mrs. Hattie Collins of Blackey, and is well known in Letcher County. Besides his mother he is survived by two brother, Bascom Stamper and Billie Stamper, one sister Mrs. Arlie Drake, and many friends and relatives.

Funeral services were held at Blackey, Sunday morning at 10 a.m., with burial in the cemetery at Blackey.

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The following article was published in the April 21, 1938, issue of The Mountain Eagle:

Stuart Robinson School

Most of our boarding students enjoyed being at home the past weekend.

Miss Mary Virginia Bird, of Shelbyville, Mrs. K. G. Reading and Miss Carolyn Reading of Lexington, and Mrs. J. W. Garrett, of Versailles were weekend guests on the campus and on Saturday afternoon the faculty complimented them with a picinc at the farm. We are delighted to have these friends with us, especially Misses Bird and Reading, who were formerly members of our staff.

Our entire community was shocked and deeply grieved Friday morning to hear of the death of Stevie Stamper, of Blackey. Stevie graduated from Stuart Robinson in the spring of 1934, following which he entered Union College, Barboursville, Kentucky. He dropped out of college for one year which he spent in teaching one of our county schools and then returned to complete his education. He was a junior at Union this year, and vice-president of his class. His whole record through high school and college was an excellent one and he was among the best-loved and most admirable of the young people of this part of the county, for he possessed a fineness and strength of character which endeared him to those who knew him. Stevie was very much interested in athletics, and was outstanding in that line, his splendid physique and good sportsmanship making him a desirable member of any team. It was during football practice Wednesday afternoon, April 13 that he received an injury which resulted in his death. At first it was not though that this injury was serious, but later it was discovered that Stevie was desperately hurt, and in spite of the efforts made to save his life, he grew constantly worse until the end came about 2:30 Friday morning. His mother, Mrs. W. M. Collins reached his bedside only a short time before he passed away. The remains were brought to Blackey Friday afternoon and funeral services were held at the Doermann Memorial Presbyterian Church on Easter morning. An immense concours of friends and relatives was present, among them being the president of Union College, other members of the faculty and a number of students from that institution.

High Tributes were paid Stevie by his pastor, Rev. H. L. Cockerham, Rev. W. L. Cooper, Superintendent of Stuart Robinson School, and Rev. Mr. Gross, President of Union College. Soft music by the church choir brought comfort to sorrowing hearts, and numbers of lovely floral offerings attested the love in which Stevie was held, interment was in the Blackey cemetery. It is hard for us to understand why a young life so full of promise should be cut off, and yet we know that in God's plans there are no mistakes, and that Stevie had accomplished the work for which his Heavenly Father sent him into this world - that he was ready to enter into the richer, fuller life of that other world where his Savior had prepared for him a home of beauty, of peace, of everlasting happiness. we have reason to believe that Stevie is now safe in that Heavenly Land, for during an evangelistic meeting held by Rev. H. L. Cockerham at the Stuart Robinson School in January 1933, he made profession of his faith in Christ, and the clean upright Christian life he lived gave evidence of the sincerity of this profession. Our deepest sympathy goes out to the bereaved mother and stepfather, Mr. and Mrs. W. M. Collins, the only sister, Mrs. Sam Drake of Jackson, the brother, Bascom Stamper, who is in the Navy, and so far from home that he was unable to come, the little half-brother, Billy Collins, the aged grandmother, Mrs. Stamper of Blackey, who loved Stevie with such tender devotion, and to many others who will miss the sunshine of his presence.

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The following article was published in the April 21, 1938, issue of The Mountain Eagle:

Blackey News Notes

AFTER THOUGHTS

Few deaths in this community have caused as many heartaches and hours of grief as did the death of Stephen E. Stamper, son of Mrs. William Collins, who died from injuries received practicing football at Union College, April 15.

Stevie, as he was known to his many friends, has done his work here and has "taken the boat home". Shall I feel sad that he is going to a place where everything is peace and beauty? Shall I feel sad for what he misses here or shall I feel glad that he has missed the struggles and torments of this life and has gained, early, the greater joys of the Great Eternal Beyond? Is it not possible that the Great Eternal Home is so much more beautiful so much more desirable that he is sorry for those he left behind on this earth with its struggles and strife and pain and sorrow?

For some things the human mind can find no answer. One of them is the way of life. All we know is that we must meet each day as it comes - with heads that, though bruised and hearts bleed, are still unbowed. I had priviledge knowing him - one of the finest boys I ever knew. It is a privilege one can never forget.

A few days ago I looked into the face of a poor old woman. One could see that she was hungry - tired - ill. As I looked into her poor withered face, I wondered why a kind Providence hadn't taken her home to peace and rest - why she was left to suffer here?

But those are things we cannot answer. It is all in divine hands. And I like to think when the young are called perhaps they are favored - perhaps they are called to add a spot of beauty - a needed flower in the heavenly gardens - a blossom that will grow in greater beauty there.

We cannot change the Divine Laws. But we can face the days ahead with courage and with hope, and I think of Stevie as only being away.

I cannot say and I will not say
. That he is dead he is just away.
With a cheery smile and a wave of the hand
. He has wandered into an unknown land,
And he left us dreaming how very fair
. It needs must be since he lingers there.
And you - O you, who the wildest yearn
. For the old time step and the glad return
Think of him faring on, as dear
. In the love of there as the love of here.

Mild and gentle as he was brave-
. When the sweetest love of his life he gave
To simple things; where the violets grew
. Blue as the eyes they were likened to,
The touches of his hands have strayed
. As reverently as his lips have prayed:
When the little brown thrush that harshly chirped
. Was as dear to him as the mocking bird;
And he pitied as much as a man in pain
. A writhing honey-bee wet with rain.
Think of him still as the same, I say;
. He is not dead he is just away.

A Friend.


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  • Maintained by: Brian K. Caudill
  • Originally Created by: S PRICE Nance
  • Added: 4 Nov 2012
  • Find A Grave Memorial 100125337
  • Find A Grave, database and images (https://www.findagrave.com : accessed ), memorial page for Stephen E. “Stevie” Stamper (30 Dec 1917–15 Apr 1938), Find A Grave Memorial no. 100125337, citing Fess Whitaker Cemetery, Letcher, Letcher County, Kentucky, USA ; Maintained by Brian K. Caudill (contributor 48482664) .