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The Genealogy of the Lammon Family

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151	General Notes: B-"Family Histories of Henderson Co., Texas 1846-1981, SL C 976.4227 D2f, p. 67, Copyright: Henderson County Historical Commission. Also Mary Jane Gould. Note from self: Present Employment: Gould Insurance Agency, Inc. Owner/President; 1962-present Present Activities: 1999 City of Athens: Mayor Pro- Temp- 2000-present City Council Member Loop Advisory Board- Secretary First National Bank Director Industrial Foundation- Highway Committee and Advisory Board Trinity Valley Community College- Ex-Students Scholarship Fund Director American Cancer Society Board-Henderson Co. Unit Jaycee International Senator Professional Experience: Gould Insurance Agency, Inc.- 1962-to present Owner/President Independent Insurance Consultant and Agent Gould Marine Corporation 1990-1997 Owner/ Manager Director- First National Bank-Athens, 1976-to present Loan Committee Audit Committee Lakeland Financial Security of Texas Consultant, Vice President Military: United States Navy-1958-1962- 4 years- USS Coral Sea, CV A-43Honorable Discharge-Laotian Conflict. Education: Purdue University Insurance College, Hartford, Connecticut Insurance College, Tarleton State University Henderson County Junior College, Athens High School Grad-1957 Honors: Texas Highway Commission- Roadhand Award- 1990 Athens Citizen of the Year- 1984 Trinity Valley Community college- Outstanding Ex-Student-1977 Jaycee International (JCI) Senator- Lifetime Award-1974 Civic Accomplishments: City Councilman for City of Athens- 1994-to present City of Athens- 1990-94 Citizens Advisory Board Committee Chairman for Bond Issue and Site selection for new Fire Department Chairman of Charter Review Board, 1994 Texas High School Basketball Hall of Fame; Co-Founder, Charter Secretary and Life Member Texas Independent Insurance Agents Committees: Tort Reform; Workers Comp Reform: Civil Justice Reform Member-American Cancer Society Board- 1995-99 Trinity Valley Community CollegeDirector- Ex-Students Scholarship Fund- 1993-97 Industrial Foundation-Highway Committee and Advisory Board Veterans of Foreign Wars- Life member Rotary Club- 1979-to present President-1973-74 Henderson County YMCA- Charter Director Black-eyed Pea Jamboree- Chaiman-1973 & 1991 Athens Country Club Board-1972- 76 President -1974- 7 5 Athens Chamber of Commerce Director and Vice-President Athens Ambassadors Club-Founder and Charter President St. Matthias' Episcopal Church- Vestry Member and Secretary-4 years Athens Jaycees- President-twice Member 14 years- Twice chosen Outstanding Jaycee of the Year Received 45 local and State Awards of Achievements YMCA- Charter Director and Member; Secretary-Treasurer Donated a house to serve as the first YMCA office Clements Boy Scout Reservation-Fund Raiser-Team Leader Fund Raiser for: American Cancer Society March of Dimes United Way-Past-Chair American Heart Association Polio Drive Optimist Club-12 years-member-Past VP	Gould, Robert Ayres (I405)
152	General Notes: B-1850, 1860 census of Dale Co. Alabama. B-1900 Athens, Henderson Co., Texas Census, ED 55, sheet 4, line 70. 1910 At hens, Henderson Co., Texas Census, ED 12, sheet 6A, page 92 /9151. M-SLC #1481017: Henderson Co. Texas Marriages, Vol. 3, p. 265. D-SLC #1398560: Cemeteries of Henderson Co., Texas, Athens City Cemetery, old cemetery section, p. 17. D-SLC #150 2715: Probate Minutes of Henderson Co., Texas, Vol M, pp. 354,355. SLC #1502713: Probate Minutes of Henderson Co., Texas, Vol. J, pp. 390-392, 396. SLC #1502714: Probate Minutes of Henderson Co., Texas, Vol. K, pp. 129, 130, 167, 184-188. SLC #1487288: Alabama Military Records--File M.D. Lammons "Murdock served the last year of the Civil War in Georgia and Carolina (1865) in Company F, 27th Ala. Infantry. He volunteered Jan. 23, 1864 while at Clopton, AL. and was paroled from Greensborough, North Carolina. Served with Gen. Johnson and was in the Battle of Atlanta and Peach Tree Church battle. In 1878 he moved to Athens, Texas. In 1885 he married Texana Richardson in Athens. He became a merchant while in Texas. He and Texana had four children. He died of a heart attack in 1918 in Texas. " --Col. Frank Bishop Lammons	Lammons, Murdock Davidson (I12)
153	General Notes: B-1900 Alabama Soundex Info from Jane Atkinson Linton, 10 Jowers Rd., Gordon, Alabama 36343. The following is an excerpt from "Some of My Memories", Clyde Johnson, 1996. "In 1915, while attending a camp meeting in Dothan, Alabama (a town approximately 100 miles southeast of Evergreen) Dad met Sadie Lammon. After a courtship (the details of which I know little) of about one year they were married March 14, 1916. Rev. O. B. Justice performed the ceremony. After a brief honeymoon, they visited my maternal grandmother and me. Until that visit, my stepmother had never seen me and I can remember, vaguely, going to her and into her arms. I remember crying when they made ready to leave. It was not their intention to take me from my grandmother at that time, but Sadie, for whatever reason, decided she would take me immediately. What a responsibility for my stepmother. What a change in the life of my grandmother who had cared for me for three years plus What a change for my father. I can't know the change in my life. But surely the four of us carried the effects of that day all of our lives.? Daughter Rachel Johnson Rigby provided the following note. It was a handwritten note of unknown date by her mother, Sadie. __(Elmer Burns Lammon) "My Grandy L [Grandfather James Lammon] owned lot of land in Hartford - given - Grist mill and variety shop - and his children lived around him. He had large 2-story house across the street from where we lived. Where Avis lives now [700 W. Main St. - EBL. per Jane Atkinson] with porch all around house and decorative banister at top of porch and also at floor - made in their variety shop - " Sadie Lammon Johnson The following note contributed by granddaughter Rebekah Rigby: Herbert & Sadie My "Pa Johnson" (Charles Herbert Johnson) and "Ma Johnson" (Sadie Lammon Johnson) were wonderful grandparents. How could a kid ever ask for any better? Whenever we went to Andalusia to visit we usually left after school and would make it there before Pa Johnson would close his shoe shop. The moment we drove up, we became the most important "customer" that there was. Pa Johnson would come out to the car, if he beat us, because we were usually scrambling to get out and get in that wonderful world of shoe repair. To this day when I go into a shoe shop the smell brings back so many great memories and I can close my eyes and see my Pa Johnson. He would save his wooden thread spools and make us little wagons that would be pulled by a clothes-hanger and consisted of 4 wooden spools for wheels. We were on cloud nine and knew that we were so special and so important. Pa Johnson would always come home at noon for a big meal and then take an hour-long nap and then go back to work. When he came home for the evening, we would all sit in the living room and play games. We would play Chinese checkers mostly because that was his favorite game. He would sit in his chair and read until it was time to go to bed and then Ma Johnson would bring out the Bible and read and then we would pray, not just "now I lay me down to sleep," but we prayed and God heard and answered our prayers. Ma Johnson would be just as happy to see us. She would always have something extra special for us. When we got there in the evenings we would have cereal at night or sandwiches and a glass of milk. Ma Johnson was never old to me. She was always full of life and always tried to plan a great time for us. At noon she would have cooked a great big meal and we would all sit down to eat when Pa Johnson came home. We would start the prayer and sometimes during the prayer or right after we would hear the train whistle and Ma Johnson would grab the youngest and the rest of us grandkids would scurry off behind her going to wave to the train. She would just stop at the porch but we would run all the way to the track and wave the whole time the train passed by, until the caboose came by. Then we would all turn and go back to our meal that was waiting for us. Every time I hear a train whistle I think of her. After our huge meal at noon we all laid down for a nap. Ma Johnson would come lay down with us at times, she loved birds and she had a birdbath and feeder outside our window and we would look for all the new birds and see how many different ones we could see. She usually took her shower then and would relax many times on her own bed. (Now that I think of it she was getting rest from the night before or storing up for that night). When bedtime came at night, all the grandkids would pile up on two twin beds that were pushed together and Ma Johnson would be in the middle and we would all fuss to get next to her. She would read to us and tell us all kinds of stories and tell us stories of her childhood and she would tell us how much she loved us and how much God loved us. I remember that she would gather everyone's glass at the end of our noon meal and rinse off the ice and load it all in one cup, add a little water and put it in the refrigerator. She would drink from it periodically for the rest of the evening. I would sneak in the kitchen and drink some of her water sometimes - it was just better than getting my own cup for some reason - it was the best ever. Ma Johnson didn't just help us wave to trains. She would come out and play hopscotch, make mud pies and help us cook them on an old wood stove in the yard, she would make string houses for us with lots of different rooms, she even introduced us to "painted deserts". She would go with us to the clay cliffs (They were only small hills but to us they were cliffs) and break off chunks of different colored clay. We would take our treasures back to the house and scrape off colors and add them to jars in different proportions. I wonder what happened to all the ones we made and gave to her - she saved them - I saw them. My grandparents were the greatest. They pastored a church in Opine, Alabama. Ma Johnson would always take a water jar with her that had ice in it, because us grandchildren would get thirsty sometime during that day. Great memories, no bad memories. We were the richest kids that ever were. We were always happy and had great times. When it was time to leave none of us were ever ready. Ma Johnson would stand in the driveway and wave with both hands till we were out of sight, and we would go by Pa Johnson's Shoe Shop and he would give us candy or something and wave good-by and we would leave. When my Uncle Billy died, his daughters, Mary Ann and Sharon, my sister, Rosemary and I (Rebekah) went to Pa Johnson's Old Shoe Shop (which is now a beauty shop) we all talked about the smell and the great memories that we had. The new owner's liked our stories. The old homestead is still there also. I went back after Ma Johnson died and the new owners let us take a tour, you could hear all the sounds of our childhood rush back in.....-Rebekah Rigby Note from Rosemary Rigby: Ma Johnson Without hesitation, I can say Ma Johnson was the greatest influence in my life. Here I am 20 years after her death and I still long to tell her every little thing about my day. I share many of the memories at her house that my sister has made reference to - identifying the many birds that visited her bird bath, playing on the railroad tracks, sculpting with the clay, sitting on the porch swing after dinner, all of us wanting to sleep in the same room with her, and our nightly devotions and seeking the Lord for His direction and His will in our lives. She was my best friend and the closest thing to Christ on earth. She was humble, had a servant's heart, never had anything bad to say about anyone, never complained and was full of compassion. After Pa Johnson passed away and she came to live with us, I had the pleasure of sharing my room with her until her room was added on. This was a lot more fun than just the occasional visit. I would play hairdresser, she would scratch my back, we would read, play games, look at her many pins (other than her wedding band, this was the only jewelry she owned or wore) and talk late into the night. She smelled of Noxema, Ben Gay, and Jergen's - the most heavenly aroma to me! Her spiritual guidance is what I treasure most. I have no doubt the devil would tremble when she would begin to pray. She prayed like a mighty warrior - for her family and children and their children, for our country and its leaders, for our neighbors and communities, for our pastors and churches. She loved the Lord with all her heart and lived to serve Him until the day she died.	Lammon, Sadie Anne (I311)
154	General Notes: B-1900 Athens, Henderson, Texas Census, ED 55, Sheet 4, line 70. Probates: ibid. 1910 Athens, Henderson, Texas Census, ED 12, SD 3, p 92/9151. "Her mother died when she was young and she was raised by relatives, some of whom were Richardsons. She worked in a bank in Athens and Houston. " --Author unknown.	Lammons, Texana Richardson (I43)
155	General Notes: B-SLC #1398560: Cemeteries of Henderson Co., Texas, Athens City Cemetery, old cem. section, p. 17. "Old Homes of Henderson County," p. 143-144, Henderson Co. Historical Commission, Athens, Texas, Publications Development Co., Crockett , Texas 75835.	Texana, Richardson (I13)
156	General Notes: B&D- SLC #0924918, Dale Co. Alabama Cemeteries, p. 5. Birth: 25 Dec 1876, Dale County, AL Death: 11 Aug 1877, Dale County, AL Burial: Post Oak Methodist Cemetery, Dale County, AL	Smith, Johnnie M (I119)
157	General Notes: B&D- SLC #1398560 Cemeteries of Henderson Co., Texas, old cemetery section, p. 17.	Lammons, Infant (I37)
158	General Notes: B&D-SLC #0924918: Dale Co. Alabama Cemeteries, Post Oak Methodist Cem. p.4. 1880 Dale Co. Alabama Census. Middle name from Barbara Helland, 855 Mande Court, Shalimar, FL 32579.	Lammon, Angus Little (I88)
159	General Notes: B&D-Social Security Index. M-SLC #1481020: Henderson Co., Texas Marriages, Vol 8, p.260.	Spencer, Mattie Belle (I39)
160	General Notes: Correspondence from Owen Daniel McEachern, grandson, via Jane Linton, P.O. Box 218, Gordon, Alabama 36343. "James Owen, the son of John and Sarah Ann Lammons McEachern, was born at Barnes Cross Roads, Dale County, Alabama, October 28, 1854. He attended public schools there, and then took additional courses, which qualified him to be a schoolteacher. Mary Barton Miller was born in 1860 and she was 20 years old when she fell in love with James Owen. They were married in 1880 and, not long after that, they moved to Pike County, Alabama, where he became a teacher at Blackwood School. There, their first two sons were born. With their growing family, James Owen and Mary decided to make a change, and during the latter part of 1885, moved to Dothan, Alabama. James Owen entered into a partnership there with his cousin, Earley Garner, in a hardware business. James Owen also became an administrative assistant to Dothan's first mayor and a few years later became the third mayor of Dothan. In 1892 Mary contracted typhoid fever. She lingered 88 agonizing days and then quietly passed away November 30, 1892. She was buried in the Dothan City Cemetery. With the death of his wife, James Owen was left with three young sons to raise, Alvin 11, James Cleveland 8, and Daniel Carlie 3. He prevailed on his widowed mother, Sarah Ann Lammons McEachern, to leave Dale County and come to Dothan to help raise the children. She accepted the challenge, bringing with her Daniel Carlie, her bachelor son (Uncle Pick) who lived with her. In the meantime the hardware store was suffering from neglect and was not doing well financially. Too, there were differences of opinion between the partners over management policies, which led to the sale of the business. In 1894 James Owen moved the family to the nearby small settlement of Dundee, and began farming there. After almost two years at Dundee, it did not appear that the family could make a go of it there, and James Owen began exploring other possibilities. He still owned his house and lot in Dothan, and was finally able to swap it, "Even-Steven", to a Doctor Chapman for 40 acres of land, with a house thereon, at Thurston, Geneva County, Alabama, about 40 miles away. The family, including James Owen, Sarah Ann, Uncle Pick, Alvin, James Cleveland, and young Daniel Carlie, were on their way to their new home on January 1, 1896. The date was well remembered because of the bitter cold and the 14 inches of snow on the ground, something most unusual in that area. After they were settled in at Thurston, they began clearing and cultivating the land. With Sarah Ann doing the housework, and the men and boys doing the farm work, they adjusted easily to their new surroundings. On August 6, 1900, James Owen was elected tax assessor for Geneva County and served in that capacity from September 1, 1900 through August 31, 1905. The usual term of four years had been extended to five years due to a change in the election laws. During his term of office, James Owen purchased an additional 160 acres of land at Thurston from William Holloway. In 1903, the 3 McEachern sons, Alvin, James Cleveland, and Daniel Carlie decided to go out on their own and moved to Hartford, Alabama, where they established a furniture store. It was in Hartford that Alvin and James Cleveland met the girls who would later become their wives. While James Owen was tax assessor he met Lou Ada Hagans, an illiterate girl who lived with her parents, Z.B. and Martha Riley Hagans. Lou Ada had been born in Dale County, Alabama, September 24, 1886. The two soon fell in love and were married at the bride's home on Sunday, October 15, 1904. James Owen taught her how to read and write, and do mathematics. When his eyesight failed in his declining years, she was able to handle all his correspondence and all accounting records. Soon after the marriage of James Owen and Lou Ada, his brother, "Uncle Pick" and their mother, Sarah Ann, moved to a house on his own land about a mile away. Sarah Ann did the housekeeping chores while "Uncle Pick" managed the farm work. This set-up continued for some time, until "Uncle Pick" was able to employ two colored workers to live with them, Minnie Collier who would cook and handle the housework, and Frank Parks, who would assist with the farm work. In the meantime, to make room for the two new employees, Sarah Ann moved back in with James Owen and his wife, Lou Ada. The furniture store in Hartford had done well for several years, but by 1909 was beginning to fall on hard times, and plans were made to sell the business, the sale was finally consummated in April 1910, and on May 1, 1910, was turned over to the new owners. On that date Danile Carlie and James Cleveland returned to Thurston and moved in with "Uncle Pick" and assisted with the farm work. Alvin remained in Hartford for a time as he had married in 1908, and had a young son. They were having a house built in Thurston, and when it was completed in 1910 he and his family moved there. At about the same time, Sarah Ann decided to visit friends and relatives at the old home place in Dale County. While there she became ill, and on June 27, 1911, she died. She was buried at Mount Olive Cemetery in the Rocky Head community in Dale County. The McEacherns used the proceeds from the sale of the furniture store to buy an additional 320 acres of land at Thurston from William Holloway. This brought the family holdings to 520 acres, and it was decided at this time to formally divide the acreage among the family. James Cleveland was given power of attorney to accomplish this through a series of deeds. The McEacherns cleared and cultivated their lands, raising corn, cotton, and peanuts, as well as livestock. In addition to the crops, they did a thriving business smoking and curing hams, bacon, and sausage, shipping it throughout the south. They also used the meat in paying workers to stump and clear their land." --Owen Daniel McEachern	McEachern, James Owen (I60)
161	General Notes: From Elmer Burns Lammon. The "B" in mother's name is not the initial letter of a name. The letter "B" is, itself, her middle name. Mother was tall and pretty in her youth. She was a wonderful cook and worked in restaurants much of her adult life, first as a waitress and later as cook and owner. She got along very well with the kitchen help, the waitresses, and people in general. She could cook without reference to recipes, judging amounts of different ingredients by taste or judgment. She authored several recipes that were recognized with honors, such as her recipe for peanut pie. She had a wonderful sense of humor, too. One of her practical jokes, I recall, happened at Christmas in 1969. I had been attending the first semester of graduate business school at Carnegie-Mellon University in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania. The school had a well-deserved reputation for putting its students through a regimen of very much hard work and study. The required reading and study for the next day's classes took so much time each day that I grew a beard in order to avoid wasting time shaving. Preparing to make the trip to Enterprise for Christmas, I called mother to tell her that I would be flying into Dothan and to ask her to meet me at the airport. Since she had never seen me with a beard, I told her that she might not recognize me at the airport because I had grown a beard. The flight was uneventful. The plane landed at the Dothan airport. I got out of the plane, walked toward the terminal, anxious to see her. Finally, I made it to the door. I looked around - didn't see her anywhere. I went on deeper into the lobby - she was nowhere in sight. Surely, I thought, she could not have forgotten to meet me. There were people standing around in the lobby and Dothan terminal is not large. Finally, I noticed a tall woman with red hair. She was heavily made-up, with dark eyelashes, lots of eye shadow, too much rouge and lipstick. This woman looked like a whore in a B-movie As I kept looking, I realized that I was the butt of this joke. Indeed, it was mother, of course, at her best. She figured that if I were going to be hard to recognize, then so would she. Donnie and Ed owned restaurants at two different times. The first was Lammon's Cafe on S. Main Street in Enterprise. I was too small to remember why this business didn't prosper. I think that, in losing it, Mother decided that if she ever had another one, she would make a go of it. She had great will and determination.	Beagles, Donnie B (I323)
162	General Notes: Ibid . B&D-Social Security Index & daughter, Sharon Lammon Tracy. Note from John Floyd Lammon [with edits in brackets by Foy's daughter, Sharon]: Both Freddie Foy Lammon and James Floyd Lammon were born in Hartford, Alabama. Both left home in their early years. Freddie went to Arkansas and James went west to California. Neither finished High School with James completing only the eighth grade. [Freddie finshed high school.] Freddie met and married Mary Osborn [in Arkansas]. Their first child was Freddie Franklin Lammon [II] who was born in Arkansas and named after his grandfather, Freddie Franklin Lammon. The three moved to Kentfield, California about two years later. Their second child was James Carlton Lammon who died at birth due to birthing complications. They moved to Marin, California where their third child, Sharon Lee Lammon, was born. They remained in Marin and their fourth and last child, Cindy Louise Lammon, was born. They moved to Hayward, California where Freddie Foy Lammon lived until his death in 1993 of natural causes. Mary Lammon continues to live in the home they had together. Sharon Lammon was married three times and is currently living in the state of Oregon [Washington]. Sharon had no children. Cindy Lammon has been married twice giving birth to two children, Larry Benjamin Hall and Jennifer Leann Hall. Cindy continues to live in the Hayward area. Larry Benjamin Hall moved to Oregon where he fathered two [three] children, Timothy Joel Hall, Travis Jordan Hall [and Tyler James Hall]. Larry Hall and his family continue to reside in Oregon. Freddie Foy Lammon served in the U. S. Navy [Army] during World War 11 and was honorably discharged. He developed a skill as a mechanic, which was his trade throughout his life. He worked for several companies. He and James Floyd Lammon went into business together, which lasted for a couple of years. He ultimately opened his own business[, the last one] in Union City, California. He named his business the Lammon Auto Repair and was located only a few miles from his home. He continually worked in his business until his retirement in the late 1970's. Early in his life, following his discharge from the Navy [Army], he developed an alcohol abuse problem, which followed him for several years. His friends and family continued by him through these trying times. Alcohol continued to be his problem and was his escape while dealing with the first real tragedy of his life: the death of his second child, James Carlton Lammon. For no known reason and sometime in the early 1960's, Freddie Foy Lammon developed a relationship with God. He stopped drinking and never had another drink for the rest of his life. His faith kept him strong and he never wavered in his devotion to God and this enabled him to deal with what was probably the second most tragic event in his life - the death of his first born, Freddie Franklin Lammon II, who died tragically in an automobile accident in 1966 while making a delivery for his father. In fact, the contrary occurred. He increased his devotion to his family and friends; he worked harder to improve his business; and, his faith in God seemed to increase. He became a devoted parishioner to his church, the Christian World Ministries, and helped others work through the same tragedies and problems that he himself had lived through. Note from daughter, Sharon: First a bit about my dad Freddie Foy Lammon. He was born Nov 2, 1912 named at birth Eddie Foy. When he started school he insisted on being called Freddie Foy. However, his family called him Foy. Later when dad went into the Army, He was told he would have to legally change his name to Freddie if he wanted to use it. He wanted to be Freddie, not Eddie, so he legally had his name changed. By the time I was born people called him Fred, except Uncle James, Howard, Carl, and any one else in the Lammon family. So when you talk about my dad to the family he's best known as Foy. Rachael Lammon would know him as Foy. You said she was sharp. Well, since dad was 41 when I was born, I can only share what I was told up till then. Howard would be able to tell more. Howard and Carl Lee were real close to my dad. Howard said he and Carl would go with my dad on his dates. You figure daddy was about 19 or 21 years older, when they were born. My dad told me a few things. One story was about him and one of his cousins. There was a stack of wood piled up behind the girl's outhouse. Which sat in the field where the boys played baseball. Dad and this cousin, I'm not sure who, but I think it was Royce. They planned between them selves. That the next time the baseball was hit over by the outhouse, and one of them had the chance to run after it. They would grab a board from the stack of wood, and shove it up under the girl's outhouse. And it happens! Then they waited not days but weeks dad said before the next chance came. Well it did, and one of them ran by and jumped on that board. Now, is that not an awful thing to do? But I would laugh and laugh so hard. Can you imagine what that poor girl looked like? I do believe my dad got a kick out of that story every time he told it because he would laugh as hard as I did. Daddy was a severe alcoholic. And he would not mind me telling you this, because he would want you to know what God did for him. In 1961 at age 49 my dad came home after a weeklong binge. And the pastor just happen to call, dad ask him to come over. He told my mother (Mary) I need help. I can't live like this any more! Rev. Wilson came over and prayed with my dad. Notice I said prayed with him not for him. I believe that this is what makes the difference. Daddy wanted to be delivered from the one thing that had haunted him. My mother also had been fasting that whole week. Now you can say what you want, but that is when our home began to change. Some family members remembered just how bad he was. I myself can, but I also witnessed the change. Until my dad died he lived 32 more years from that very day clean and sober. Not that everything was perfect, but it was the beginning. And later about 1987 he was made an elder of his church. He and my mom also help home mission churches get started with as little as five members. And watch them grow into congregation large enough to build or buy a new church. He truly loved the Lord and was always grateful for each year he lived. About eight years after he stopped drinking in 1969, we almost lost dad. He had more than half of his stomach removed from bleeding ulcers. It was said he only had about three pints of blood left, and we would be lucky if he lives and if he does, there probably would be brain damage. He did live, but was unable to work and had to take an early retirement. I can tell you that there was no brain damage. None! Thank God. And later when he gained strength he worked out of his home. He had taught many young men the automobile trade. These men now make their livings in the auto mechanics trade. There are times I miss him so much when I smell gas or go into a shop. By the way did I tell you he was a mechanic? A great mechanic! We grew up in the shops. As a matter of fact when dad almost died in 1969 he had a Texaco station. My cousin Virginia and I ran the gas station. Dad had a garage in 1962 he called LAM-MON AUTO REPAIR. The sign was black with bright reddish orange letters. This sign was up on top of the building bigger and brighter than any one else's. You couldn't miss it! He told me the LAM-MON being spelled this way was to catch the eye. And if that didn't work those bright letters would. Elmer, you said it was known that the LAMMON boys were jokesters. And according to daddy they were, but they loved their family. I ask my sister Cindy Louise (Lammon) Denham what would she say stood out most in her mind and life about dad? She said she always felt safe and loved. We knew we would never want for anything. He probably over did it. We were connoisseurs of every kind of food you could imagine. I believe this stemmed from his family going through the depression in the 30's. Now, about that time, Mom said, that was when Big Daddy and family came to CA. Howard Lee was born in CA. Big Daddy (Freddie Franklin Lammon) made knifes and sold them. And I heard Big Momma never really got over it, she seen her grand children go without enough to eat. I heard Aunt Erna Lee and my dad talk about her, being very sad even after they moved back to Alabama. Napier Field was where they ended up. When I was 11 years old, we took our first trip back to dad's birthplace in Alabama. He felt we should know where our family came from. That's when I was told about the Cotton Gin. And that, for years, the next owners would paint over the words LAMMON and SONS, but they would bleed though every time. So our great grand father and his boys must have own it at one time. I was told things I did not remember until the last few years - some of the pictures we have of grave sites there in Alabama with the names Fields, Barnes, Lammon. Well I should tell you about my bother Freddie Franklin Lammon II. He was known for his building of go-carts, and mini bikes. He would take and sell his prize mini bike, buy parts to build three or four more. Sell them and buy back his prize one and make money. He had one of the best looking and fastest go-carts ever. He loved to fish, go frog gigging, camping and motorbikes. I guess you know by now, he too was a mechanic. He was on his way to work when he had the accident that caused his death. The tire blew. Two other people lost their lives - he never knew this. He lived two days and kept telling mom and dad to tell the two ladies he was sorry. This was very hard on mom and dad. Daddy's bloodline would end here, but for my sister's son Larry Benjamin Hall. Name change, but most certainly a Lammon. He is a fine man. He says Grandpa taught him every thing he knows. Using the skill of his hands, he now works in industrial construction. And he too is very proud to be a part of the Lammon family. Ben has three boys of his own, Timothy, Travis and Tyler. The one big reason why I am making sure they have this book about the Lammons. Their Grandmother, Cindy Louise (Lammon) Denham is also proud to be a Lammon. Daddy made us proud! The other person who is just as wonderful is my sister's daughter. Jennifer Leann Hall, a beautiful young lady who also has the god given talents of our forefathers or, I should say, grandmothers. She started working a cash register at seven years old in the first restaurant I managed. Well I've started this letter a few times, and after talking to you yesterday I need to finish it. Ben and Julie have another boy, Tyler. He was born Nov. 4, 2001 almost 4 months old now another Great Grandchild to dad. Jennifer and her husband David Carroll have had their first child Natasha. This would be daddy's first Great Granddaughter born Dec. 20 2001. Two months and 9 days old today. You ask me about my grandfather. He did help build the Golden Gate Bridge, daddy also work on the bridge. I wish we had pictures of this happening. I'm not able to tell a whole lot about Big Daddy because I never knew him. But my mother says he was wonderful to her. He would let her take iodine and draw pictures on top of his head - he was bald. As a child I thought this was so funny and would picture my mother doing this. She was only 16, and a little thing. I would love to tell all of the stories dad told but just can't remember them all. I will be sending pictures of dads Great Grandchildren to you Sunday. My sister and I have wonderful memories of our dad and thoughts of family because of dad's portrayal of them.	Lammon, Eddie Foy (I378)
163	General Notes: Ibid. And from Catherine Lammon Haponski via Elmer Lammon. The following note from Wendy Ann Hines: Hard-working, opinionated, politically active, matriarch, family oriented, fiery hot tempered.	Lammon, Florrie (I356)
164	General Notes: Ibid. D-from Bertram Lammon Doyle served in the Army Air Force during WWII. ((the following article appeared in The Montgomery Advertiser on Friday, May 4, 1984) Retirees Meet Once A Month To Reminisce By GINNY SMITH, Advertiser Staff Writer "I've been working on the railroad all the livelong day... " If Doyle Lammon were to sing this old, familiar song, it would be no lie. The 64-year-old Montgomery native not only worked for the railroad all of one day, but for all of more than 40 years - and he just wasn't passing the time away. In February of 1941, the 21-year-old began training as a fireman on a steam engine for L&N Railroad. The training ended after a series of OKs from the engineers under whom the firemen worked. "You had to do a 100 percent job for those old gentlemen in that day, too," Lammon said. Lammon, who retired last August, said a strong back was a requirement for firing - scooping coal into a firebox through a door operated by the foot. "Burning coal was an art that you had to learn how to do. You had so many different types of coal," he said. For instance, some coal left hardly any ashes while other coal would leave much more residue after burning. Lammon's division was Montgomery and Mobile with stops including Fort Deposit, Brewton, Atmore and Flomaton. Career Cut Short His career was cut short by enlistment in the service for World War II. When he returned, he was promoted to engineer, a goal he had harbored as a child and the reason he entered the railroad business. "I just always wanted to be an engineer on a train," he said. But with the promotion came added responsibility. "It's almost impossible to sit up there and relax," he said. Lammon said he has driven trailer trucks and motorcycles and flown airplanes, but none of these vehicles put as much pressure on him as running a train. He said he feels pulling a train is more of an art than people realize. Railroad crossings, speed regulations and brake applications are a few of the many things that cause the engineer worry. In addition, errors can cause equipment damage. "You can make just one little goof, and it can run up into the hundreds of thousands of dollars," he added. Experience is a plus in engineering, he said. "I think the big secret of being a successful engineer is familiarity with the terrain that you run over," he said. One place where knowledge of route comes in handy is in the case of hog backs - the railroad term for knolls - and hills. Lammon said the train will stretch out as it passes over a hill, and then the cars will push against the engine on the way down. The engineer must adjust the power on the locomotive to compensate for these changes. No two trains will handle alike, Lammon said. "They're never made up alike. Your loads are distributed differently in them, and no two trains are the same." Most Frightening Experience The most frightening experience he could recall was a wreck at Wilcox caused by some faulty equipment on one of the boxcars. Some of the cars, including one carrying hazardous oil, turned over, and the entire crew was hospitalized for observation regarding the exposure to the oil. Engineers prefer to run passenger to freight, and those with the most seniority get passenger assignments. Though Lammon never had a regular passenger train assignment, he did fill in for engineers on occasion when he brought his wife and son along for the ride in the car, even though family members were unauthorized passengers on the engine, he explained. "I worked all my life to get to run a passenger train, and they pulled them off-" Lammon said with a laugh. Lammon's friend Fred Rea, was a Montgomery engineer who did run a passenger train for four years for Western Railway before these trains stopped. Although he knew Rea before he went to work on the railroad, Lammon has acquired a number of friends from his years with the industry. " Railroad people are real clannish. They stick together," he said. On the first Wednesday of every month, Lammon meets with other retirees of the railroad industry for lunch. Lammon said his biggest regret of his career is not being able to be with his children as much as he wanted and have the relationship he wanted with them. Of all the train stops on his route, Lammon said his favorite was home. "I was away from my family so much, sometimes the dog would bite me when I came home," he added. Career Hard On Family He said the railroad career is hard on the wife because the husband is "gone from home all the time and when he comes home, he's so grouchy he can't look in the mirror without fussing at [himself.]'' Train schedules, said Lammon, are inconsistent. Holidays and weekends are common workdays . For Ron Owens, an engineer for Seaboard System Railroad for the past nine years, the most traumatic experience in his railroad work was not being at home for the first 10 Christmases. When Lammon married in 1949, he was assigned to work on a round trip run from Pensacola Fla., to Opp and would only be in Montgomery on Sundays. "That didn't make much of a honeymoon," he said. Living arrangements on the road depended on which crew a man worked. "For years and years," said Lammon, "train crews stayed on the cabooses in the yards." The engine crews had to find and finance a place to stay. In the 40s and 50s, boarding-type houses were common choices for stays since some stops, such as Graceville, Fla., and Georgiana, Fla., had no motels. One woman in Flomaton lent two or three bedrooms for 50 cents per night to the engine crew. Lammon described it as "one of the shoddiest places we had to stay in. All of us remember it. There wasn't any air conditioning; it was rough." The engineers said the conductors and flagmen on the cabooses served as crew cooks who prepared such dishes as pork chops, steaks and biscuits. However, conditions have changed since the earlier years of Lammon's train career. Owens , who has worked with the railroad since 1963, said the company now furnishes the motel and a portion of the meals, and the caboose is mainly used as an office. Owens agrees with Lammon that the engineer has a stressful job and cites two reasons: he must be alert at all times , even during the night and he must prepare to stop far in advance. Owens travels to schools to give information such as this figure in programs on railroad safety. He once asked a group of children what engineers did. One child replied, "All I've ever seen him do is wave at people when he goes by."	Lammon, Clarence Doyle (I544)
165	At least one living or private individual is linked to this note - Details withheld.	Burgess, Matthew Ryan (I863)
166	General Notes: Info and note from daughter Gloria Gene Broyles. Bubba Broyles was born in the year 1900 in Riverside, Texas. His mother's name was Alice Traylor Broyles, and he was one of 3 children. Bubba loved to play the cornet; he ran away from home in 1916 and joined the Army Air Corp where he was a 'Bugle Boy'. Later in life, he would play with Tommy and Jimmy Dorsey in Louisiana. Bubba passed away in 1972.	Broyles, James Edwin (I355)
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168	General Notes: Info and note from wife, Carol: Gene's birth mother, Ella Susan Hicks Hatcher, was married to Green Madison Hatcher, a brother of his adoptive father John. Before Gene was born his mother had asked Flaudie Lammon Hatcher to promise to take care of Gene if anything happened to her. Ella died the day after giving birth to Gene. So it was by mutual agreement that John and Flaudie adopted him. Gene did not have much contact with his birth family until much later in this life. He married Carol Joyce Forbus August 9, 1952, in Tarrant, Jefferson Co., Alabama. They lived in Birmingham, Scottsboro, and Huntsville, Alabama, before moving to Taylors, SC. The following text is taken from Gene's obituary, kindly provided by his wife Carol: Tully Eugene "Gene" Hatcher, 72, husband of Carol F. Hatcher, of 203 Woodleigh Drive, died Aug. 22, 2001. Born in Geneva County, Ala., he was a son of the late John Albert and Flaudie Lammons Hatcher. Mr. Hatcher was a former specifications writer with LTV Electrosystems and J.E. Sirrine Engineers and technical writer with Hayes Aircraft, Northrop Space Division. He also served in public relations with Marshall Space Flight Center, Huntsville, Alabama, and was editor of the Jackson County Newspaper, Scottsboro, Alabama. He received a Bachelor of Arts Degree from Athens College and a Bachelor of Theology Degree from Southeastern Bible College. He was ordained into the ministry at Central Baptist Church, Tarrant, Alabama and pastored churches in Gaylesville, Alabama, as well as Gurley Cumberland Presbyterian Church, Gurley, Alabama. Surviving in addition to his wife are a son and daughter-in-law, Howard R. and Judy T. Hatcher, of Marietta, Ga.; a daughter, Camille J. Hatcher, of Greenville; two grandchildren, Brandon M. and Christopher M. Hatcher, both of Marietta, Ga.; a sister, Eunice Anders, of Dothan, Ala.; two half-sisters, Mary Lou Hearn of Fayetteville, Ga., and Betty Fairchild of Texas; three half brothers, Frank Hatcher of Montgomery, Ala., Joseph Hatcher of South Carolina, and Dan Hatcher of Bonifay, Fla.; and a number of nieces and nephews….	Hatcher, Tully Eugene (I391)
169	General Notes: Info from "The Lammon Tree" and Catherine Lammon Haponski. Mabel was a member of the Highland Gardens Baptist Church and Order of Eastern Star, Montgomery Grand Chapter. Note from Bobby and Anne Hines: Mabel was a homemaker. She raised three children and help raise many grandchildren. She loved fishing and cooking.	Lammon, Mabel Murdock (I343)
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172	General Notes: Info from Barbara Lammon Helland. The following is taken directly from an award that Mary Jo received: MARY JO LAMMON POINDEXTER Mary Jo Lammon Poindexter received her Bachelor's degree in Civil Engineering in 1968 from Texas Tech University, The Mobile, Alabama, native earned her Master's degree from Tulane University in 1971. In addition, she completed business management programs at the Wharton School of Business and Rice University. Ms Poindexter credits her father, A. M. "Tag" Lammon, who spent his career in the construction industry, with her dedication to the engineering field and her strong work ethic. Ms. Poindexter has had more than 25 years of experience in domestic and international construction management. In 1968, she joined Chevron Oil Company, New Orleans, as a Design Engineer of Offshore Platforms. From 1971 to 1974, she was a Field Project Engineer for the Baton Rouge-based Crown Builders before working as an estimator for heavy engineering projects at Bellamy Bros. of Atlanta, Georgia, In 1974, she was instrumental in developing Permian Constructors of Katy, Texas, and served as the company's Vice President, Secretary/Treasurer and Chief Mechanical Estimator. In 1983, Ms, Poindexter cofounded Poindexter Constructors in Katy, Texas, a firm specializing in the maintenance of manufacturing facilities and industrial construction. She became Senior Construction Manager for Brown & Root USA Inc. in Houston in 1985, helping that company expand markets in wastewater treatment and within the government sector. In 1990, Ms. Poindexter left Brown & Root to join Interface Consulting International in Houston, where she currently is Vice President of Operations and Principal Consultant for this leading international construction consulting Company. Her responsibilities include managing multimillion-dollar projects and management teams; claims and litigation support; and executive sales and marketing. In particular, she has been successful at insuring repeat customers and at executive sales, where she enjoys the respect of her clients. Her dedication to the engineering profession extends to her support of education. Ms. Poindexter is a founding member and current President of the Texas Tech Civil Engineering Academy. She also is a founding member and officer of the Civil Engineering Industrial Advisory Board. In addition, she served as President and a member of the first Board o f Directors of the Texas Tech Houston Area Engineering Alumni. Ms. Poindexter's professional affiliations include memberships in the Texas Associated General Contractors, the National Society of Professional Engineers the, Houston Contractors Association and the Houston Business Roundtable-Construction Contracts Committee She is former Vice President of the Katy Chamber of Commerce and Chairman of the Board of the Founders Family Center in Katy. As an active member, leader and volunteer council member of Girl Scouts of America for more than 14 years, she now participates on the On the Go Committee as the liaison with the engineering and construction industry. A strong role model, she has worked in the PTA and with drug awareness programs and college nights at Lamar High School. Ms. Poindexter and her daughter, Leonor, now a college freshman, live in Houston. It is indeed a great pleasure to name Mary Jo Lammon Poindexter DISTINGUISHED ENGINEER.	Lammon, Mary Jo (I482)
173	General Notes: Info from Barbara Lammon Helland. The following note from sister Jo: Barbara Lee Lammon was born in Mobile, Alabama on November 2, 1947. The family called her Bobby, eventually changed to Bobbye. Bobbye moved with the family throughout her childhood, making "best friends" wherever she lived. Every place was her favorite, and she hated to leave each one. Bobbye had a very good ear and soon picked up the local accents at each town. This probably helped her to blend in quicker. Along with her excellent ear went a strong singing voice. She was the only member of the family that could sing. When she sang, others stopped to listen. As a child, Bobbye's goal was to be a wife and mother. She announced with some frequency that she wanted to have seven boys She married Stephen Bennett (Steve) Sharber on May 31, 1969. They began working toward Bobbye's goal with the birth of their first son Ben. She was on her way. Three years later Daniel was born and three years after that came Joe. With three boys in the house, she decided that seven boys looked like quite a bit of trouble, and their family was finished. Bobbye and Steve divorced. Bobbye raised her boys in Katy, Texas, becoming a Texan along with them. Three teen-aged boys was a challenge that she met by being as boisterous as they were. The house was always full of friends and activity. Bobbye has a big heart and never turned away a child that needed a sympathetic ear or some other help. She also began working in a bank, rising through all bookkeeping positions. She became a bank officer. She survived the Texas banking crises of the 1980's and now in 2000 is the bank employee with the most seniority. Dale Loner came along, and they married on February 29, 1992. Dale is as out-going and friendly as Bobbye. Grandchildren have begun to add to the swirl of action. It is difficult to tell who spoils them most.	Lammon, Barbara Lee (I484)
174	General Notes: Info from Bertram Lammon. (1995) Note from Margaret, herself: Born Feb 15, 1929, Montgomery, Alabama. After graduation, I worked for an insurance company but decided that wasn't my forte. I joined my 5 siblings at the family florist shop and continued until I started my family. After the children were grown, I continued work at the florist shop. Now I enjoy cooking, sewing, gardening and my family. (Jan 2002)	Woodman, Margaret Alice (I941)
175	At least one living or private individual is linked to this note - Details withheld.	Lammon, Dwight Duncan (I493)
176	At least one living or private individual is linked to this note - Details withheld.	Lammon, John Daniel (I495)
177	General Notes: Info from husband, James Edward Moore, Jr., 6145 Old Bethel Road, Crestview, FL 32536 (1996) and Barbara, herself. Barbara is the only child of Ruby Louise Turner and Russell (Bob) Hughes. She graduated from Leon High School in Tallahassee in 1953 and then from Florida State University in 1957 with a degree in Early Childhood and Elementary Education. When the family moved to Crestview in 1962, she owned and operated a private kindergarten. She taught first grade for several years at Bob Sikes Elementary School, Crestview. Community involvement included: Girl Scouting and Boy Scouting as she not only served as a youth leader, but also on the Northwest Florida Girl Scout Board and the Gulf Coast Council of Boy Scouts. She received the "Thanks" Badge and the Silver Beaver Award respectively. In 1976 Barbara was elected to the Okaloosa County School Board and held that office until her son, Bert succeeded her, in 1988. During that tenure she served as President of Florida School Boards Association and on numerous local, state and national school committees. Barbara has been involved in numerous entrepreneurial pursuits including the publishing and promoting of Jim's books. Presently she serves on support staff of The Moore Law Firm, P.A.	Hughes, Barbara Carlene (I473)
178	At least one living or private individual is linked to this note - Details withheld.	Hawryluk, Peter Kent (I845)
179	General Notes: Info from John Duncan Lammon and Elmer B. Lammon. Carol Ann's education: 1977 - BS Nursing, University of Alabama at Birmingham, Jefferson, Alabama 1980 MS Nursing, University of Alabama at Birmingham, Jefferson, Alabama 2000 PhD Biology, University of Alabama, Tuscaloosa, Alabama Occupation: 1980 to present (i.e., year 2000), teaches nursing.	Barnett, Carol Ann (I494)
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181	General Notes: Info from Mary Jane Gould. Note from self: Professional Experience: 1987 -to present Gould Insurance Agency, Inc. Owner/ Office Manager/ Accounting! Computer Technician 1990-1997 Gould Marine Corporation Owner/ Accountant/ Manager/ Accountant/ Manager 1985-1989 PLG, Inc./DBA Lakeland Financial Security of Texas Founder/ Owner/ Manager 1964-1965 Attorneys' Title Company Title Research Education: Southern Methodist University -1962-64 Pine Manor Junior College- 1961-62 The Hockaday School of Dallas- graduated 1961 Founder's Day Award Highland Park ISD- 1949-1959 Civic Accomplishments: St. Matthias' Episcopal Church- Treasurer- 2001Central Business Association -Athens-Director 1997-2000 Chairman- 2001-2002 East Texas Medical Center Foundation Board-1998-present Foundation Executive Committee-1999-present St. Matthias' Episcopal Church- Vestry 1996-2001 Senior Warden- St. Matthias' Episcopal Church-1997-2001 Henderson County CAS A-Founding Board Episcopal Children's' Learning Center Board of Directors- 1994-1999 Financial Officer- 1995-1998 Treasurer of Episcopal Women- 1978-present President of Episcopal Women - many times President of Churchwomen United- 1980-82; 1985-86; 1989-90 Athens Citizen of the Year- 1973 Co-Founder of Lake land Community Concerts Series Board ofDirectors-4 years Founding Board of Athens Little Theater Henderson County Child Welfare Board Board of Directors- 1979-91 Chairperson-1982-84 Chair of the Region 07 Child Welfare Advisory Board-1984-86 Texas Council of Child Welfare Boards-Board-1986-88 Volunteer of the Year- 1988 East Texas Medical Center-Athens Board of Managers- 1987-1990 Athens Leadership Institute-Classl988 Leadership Texas- Class1989 Athens Jaycee-Ettes-he1d every office several times Jaycee-ette of the Year-3 times Texas Jaycee-ettes Vice President-1971-73 Awarded Honorary State Life Membership and Outstanding State Jaycee-ette of the Year- 1973 Chairman- American Cancer Society Golf and Gala- 1992 & 1993 Gala Committee-1994-99 United Way-Outstanding Service Award-1982 Board- 1983-89 March of Dimes- Chairman-1988 Athens Chamber of Commerce- Tourism Committee-1984-88; 1990-97;1998-2000; Chairman 1985-87 VIP Hostess and Guide-1990-93 Fund Raisers: United Way Young Life East Texas Medical Center Lakeland Community Concerts American Cancer Society- Chairman-2 years March of Dimes- Jail and Bail YMCA Athens Independent School District Advisor- 1986-89 Project 2025 - Treasurer Cain Civic Center- Ways and Means Board Chair- Arts Committee Hockaday School- Alumnae Board- 1986-88 Athens Listener's Club- Past President and Secretary	Lubben, Peggy Loraine (I406)
182	At least one living or private individual is linked to this note - Details withheld.	Helland, Barbara Ann (I490)
183	General Notes: Info from mother, Barbara Lammon Helland. John graduated from Grissom High School and attended University of Alabama in Huntsville, Alabama. He started his career in the building supply business with West Building Supply and is now a manager with Wheeler Lumber Company in Newnan, Georgia. John is an avid sportsman with a particular love for fishing. He lives on Clearwater Lake in Sharpsburg, Georgia, where dropping his lure in the water is just a few feet from his back door.	Helland, John Alan (I487)
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185	General Notes: Info from Owen Daniel McEachern. "William Lammons McEachern never married, as he enlisted in the Confederate army at the age of 18. His enlistment on June 18, 1863 was at Abbeville, Alabama. He had been a farmer in Dale County, Alabama, and was 5 feet, 8 inches tall, with blue eyes and dark hair. His complexion was fair. During his military service he became ill with fibrous typhoid and was admitted to the confederate hospital in Jackson, Mississippi on March 6, 1864. He lingered there until his death June 22, 1864." --Owen Daniel McEachern	McEachern, William Lammons (I57)
186	General Notes: Info from Rachel Johnson Rigby. Note from Rex Everage, her brother. "She grew up with the name Hilda, and that was the name by which the family called her until after she was married to Charles. Then when she and Charles planned a long vacation in Mexico, she needed a copy of her birth certificate for a visa. There was no record of a Hilda Everage born in Covington County on August 07, 1925, but there was a record of a Lilla Rebekka [sic] born on the same day to Judge C. and Harlie V. Everage. Obviously, that had to be Hilda. She was quite surprised at her "new" identity and thenceforth insisted on being called Lilla or Becky. She couldn't understand why we didn't take her identity crisis more seriously, though she herself sometimes laughed at it. The name on the birth certificate, it turned out, was the one that Mother had desired, with old Dr. Wood's misspelling. Mother had thought that the first child, being a girl, should perpetuate the names of the grandmothers, Rebecca Hutcheson and Lillie Everage, thus Lillie Rebecca. Daddy liked the name Hilda. Mother and everybody else, not ever checking the birth certificate, assumed that Daddy had had his way with the name. Still, the older members of the family recalled, Daddy sometimes called her Becky. Perhaps he knew all along. We became fairly accustomed to calling her Becky, though sometimes I slipped back into Hilda--the name I prefer, though my preference is of no account in such a matter. During all the time of her illness and death, I didn't shed a tear. Since then--as now--I've shed plenty. As some poet wrote, "The dead have ways of mingling in the uses/Of life they leave behind . . . ." Becky was the most intelligent of us all--a good match for Charles in that respect--and had they both pursued a college education, there's no limit to what they might have made of themselves. She was very witty, and had a wry, an ironic, sense of humor, which she rather indiscriminately employed on whoever was closest to hand, though seldom offending anyone (except Mother). And she loved a good belly laugh, too. Becky was a passionate liberal, a yellow-dog Democrat, with a penetrating understanding of politics. She studied all sides of an issue; so she understood the opposition very well indeed. She had the facts at her command. Even during her last illness, before her desperate move back to Alabama, whenever I'd enter her hospital room in Houston, she'd be surrounded by newspapers and news magazines in disarray all over her bed, though Becky was isolated in that tin box of a house trailer in that treeless semidried swamp south of Houston-- the most awful place on earth for human habitation--she was the most family oriented person I ever knew (except for "Aunt" Carlee). I don't know why she didn't visit us more often. Whenever she did return to Andalusia, she made it a point to see all the relatives she could. Some of Daddy's people she saw more often than I, though I live only an hour from them. Why didn't her own child and grandchildren take after her in this regard? After she moved to Florala, she told me that she prayed for only one thing: not that she be cured of her cancer, but that she would be well enough that first Christmas to cook a big traditional dinner, with all the trimmings, and have the whole family around her to celebrate one last time. Well, God denied her wish. It breaks my heart to remember that. Well, let me end this little trip down Memory Lane." -- Rex Everage, March 15, 2000	Everage, Lilla Rebecca (I541)
187	General Notes: Info from Rachel Johnson Rigby. The following note is contributed by daughter Ruth: Kyle was born in the "Garden Spot in the World", Bratt, Florida. He aspired to be a dentist. He attended Springhill College at the time of the Great Depression, but his parents' struggle on the family farm during this time, called him back home. When Kyle met Rachel Johnson, he was living in Pensacola, where he had worked briefly at Naval Air Station and then at the Hotel San Carlos as manager and auditor. He and Rachel shared in directing Christian work at their church for many years. Even after retirement from the hotel business, Kyle continued to work as a funeral attendant. He consoled many families and helped them through their sad moments with his encouragement. When Kyle married Rachel, he took her to Miami Beach and Mount Dora, Florida for their honeymoon. Rachel remembers that he had walked the beach in Miami before driving to Mount Dora, and Kyle walked barefoot with sand between his toes into the hotel to check them in. This embarrassed Rachel, but this was Kyle. He enjoyed every moment of life. He had fun in everything he did and this earned him a world of friends. Kyle boasted to his friends once that if he ever won the lottery, he would make sure he split his earnings with them. He did win the lottery once --but only a few dollars. This did not stop him from going to the bank for a stack of crisp, new one-dollar bills that he gave away to friends and perfect strangers. He told them his story that he had won the lottery and he was sharing his wealth. Of course he gave away much more than he had won. Another generous moment occurred when a woman in Gayfer's department store complimented him for his handsome tie. She wanted to know where to get one just like it. Well, Kyle took off is new tie and gave it to her. Kyle's entire life was marked by similar acts of generosity and kindness he bestowed on his family, friends, neighbors, and perfect strangers. Kyle was the life of the party, and once at Silver Dollar City in Branson, Missouri, he was selected to be an audience participant in one of the dancing, musical review saloon shows. Well, Kyle stole the show. He actually had the actors bent over laughing at his performances. He jumped up on the bar with one of the actors and even did the "Charleston" with one of the actresses. He laughed and laughed whenever he retold this story. Note from daughter Rosemary: Cecil Kyle Rigby There are so many things I could say about my dad that this book would turn into volumes. He was a hard worker and did whatever it took to provide for his family. No matter what the task was, he gave it everything he had. In addition to his regular employment, he took on odd jobs to help take care of the family and also maintained a home and rental property. He was a family man. Not just a father and a husband, but a son, a brother, an uncle, and a cousin. His extended family was important to him. He was always concerned about their health and circumstances. If there was anything he could do, it was done. What incredible love he demonstrated to me by taking care of his bedridden mother for almost 7 years, his sister dying of cancer, and his mother-in-law in her final days. He was tired, but never quit. He was giving. I watched him time after time give clothes, money, and time to those who needed it. As his children, we were guaranteed the last piece of pie or cake or cookie. He was never proud or haughty, but humble and grateful for his many blessings. He use to say to me “You are no better than anyone else and no one else is better than you”. He loved the Lord and had no greater desire than to lead others to Him. There was never a time that he counseled someone without asking them about their relationship with God.	Rigby, Cecil Kyle (I539)
188	General Notes: Info from Rachel Johnson. Clyde was Charles Herbert Johnson's son by his first wife, Bessie Odom, who died three months after his birth. Sadie Lammon raised Clyde. See note for Charles Herbert Johnson. The following note contributed by Joseph Clyde Johnson - EBL. "The family left Evergreen and moved to Enterprise, Alabama in 1919. At that time the family included parents and three children, Clyde (myself), William, and Mary Keith. Rachel and Charles were born later in Enterprise. The family depended on Dad's shoe repair business. Of course, the shoe repair business was more than shoe repair. The repair of all leather goods (gear for horses and mules for instance) was done there. Shoe sales, also, was a part of the business. Dad and his shop provided necessities, plus, for the family. We were homeowners, never without an automobile to drive. Of course The Great Depression changed everything as explained later. All: townsmen, farmers, blacks, and whites came "to town" on Saturday. The atmosphere was much like that of a county fair except there were no rides. The people spent the day buying groceries, clothing, hardware stuff, cold drinks and candies, medicines, and other things that could not be produced at home (in town and/or on the farm). Needs for repair were handled by the various repair shops: auto, equipment, shoes, etc. But, most importantly, Saturday was the day to socialize with friends and acquaintances - have a good time, to see and be seen. All businesses remained open until 9 P.M. on Saturday. People, on the whole, enjoyed a sense of belonging and a sense of responsibility to others, even those beyond family and friends. There were no governmental welfare programs, federal, state or local: except for a state hospital for the mentally ill; a county "poor house" for the care of those that could not provide for themselves; and church supported orphanages for children. Although the hospitals, "poor houses", and orphanages existed, most of the people needing help got that help through their families. For example, at one time my father provided all the needs of Edward Lammon, my stepmother's brother (he lived with us; ate with us; did things -with us) until he was able to support himself again. Edward contributed much to my family - at this time especially. Similarly, my father's stepmother (Grandma Ina) was under his care for five years. Other families in the community had similar responsibilities. There was support among as well as within families. Illnesses and deaths brought out such support. When Mary Keith (my half sister) was ill, people (some of whom were mere acquaintances) brought food, visited, and showed concern in many ways. Mary Keith's illness caused her death. After the funeral, many visitors, some of whom I knew by name only, came and spent time with us. There were prayers, remembrances, expressions of concerns and hopes, and plans for the future. The community became a reality to me that bleak afternoon. The Enterprise experience lasted nine years only. In 1928, my father moved his business to Dothan, Alabama, a town of about 20,000 population at that time. Although successful in Enterprise, Dad looked forward to greater things in Dothan. The Great Depression changed everything. The business had to be sold (at a great loss) in 1930 and the family moved to our farm (my birthplace) that year. My Dothan experience was not positive except for high school experiences (grades 11 and 12). Most memorable was football. As a senior, I was a "starter" at right guard on offense and defense. The offense and defense had the same players: separate offensive and defensive teams were unknown. I remember that a player, upon being taken out for a substitute, could not re-enter the game until the following quarter. I was never taken out of a game because of injury: lucky. Our record that year was five wins and three losses. We lost games to Tallahassee, Andalusia, and Hartford. Hartford was undefeated that year. Their star was Millard (Dixie) Howell who became an all-American performer at the University of Alabama. We defeated Eufaula, Geneva, Elba, Troy, and Enterprise. The final game of the season was the one with Enterprise; undefeated at that point (earlier they had canceled a game with Hartford because of controversy over the eligibility of a player on the Hartford team). Dothan had never defeated Enterprise when the game was played on the Enterprise athletic field. The game was played at Enterprise and Dothan won 26 - 12. I was the hero of the game but I was the only one who noticed that bit of history. Football made it possible for us to react to defeat and victory. We learned that some writer (Kipling??) was correct when he called both, "impostors". We learned to work hard with tightly centered concentration. We learned other things: great autonomic rewards come when sacrificing self makes group success possible; and life is the memory of selected events of exhilarating accomplishments (as judged by the accomplished) and crushing defeats (again, as judged by the loser). All youngsters should participate in High School football if they could be guaranteed a repetition of my experience. After high school graduation (1930), I moved, with my family, to the farm near Evergreen. This was a temporary move; Dad knew that, because of being away from farming so long, he would have to establish a small business again. I haven't space to explain how he did it but he did: in Andalusia, Alabama (shoe repair and sales again). By this time, 1931, the Great Depression was so strong that business slowed to a mere dribble. People bought necessities only. We were never hungry; our automobile was available when needed. But, for several years, even subsistence was not a certainty. Approximately 20% of the working population were unemployed. And yet, people in general believed that prosperity would return. The Great Depression could not destroy the people of Andalusia, Enterprise, Dothan, etc. June 15, 1931 my maternal grandmother, Roxie Johnson Odom, died. She had been active and strong all of her life; but now at age 60 a cerebral hemorrhage took her life. My mother during infancy, this lady was outstanding: a leader of her family and a leader in community affairs. I loved her Since my mother (Bessie Odom) died earlier, I was an heir t o the Odom estate. My inheritance was a farm which included 80 acres of land, 40 of which had been cleared for purposes of cultivation (the remainder: forest), a small house, and a barn. Also, I received approximately $1,000 in cash. Dad as executor of my estate (I was 18 at this time) would not allow any of the resources to be spent on family or business needs. One day he surprised me by saying, "Clyde, I want you to attend Troy State College." My dream was reality. I was going to college. As a student at Troy, I knew how to make good grades and that's not saying much about scholarship. At the end of the first quarter my report of academic grades was three "A's" and two "B's" for a grade point average of 3.60. I had an uneventful (nothing traumatic) happy college experience. Had all the choices been mine, I would have spent my life as a college student; or a college professor, something else I included in my dreams. My GPA for all undergraduate studies was 3.7 (barely enough for admission to graduate study at Peabody, later). June 1, 1932 I met Agnes Wishum, while the two of us were enrolling for a summer quarter of study at Troy. Interestingly, I did not know Agnes although she and I had families living in Andalusia. She was employed as a first grade teacher in a rural school near Andalusia. Living in the community where she taught, kept her away from Andalusia most of the time, and I was attending college classes. But, there she was - slender, beautiful complexion, dark brown hair, deeply tanned, and blue eyes. I was smitten. After I introduced myself I told her I was from Andalusia. She did not tell me to "get lost". Actually she was interested in me because my claim to be from her hometown was just "a line", she thought; however, it was, from her point of view as interesting "line". So, we talked, went to the student store for drinks, and agreed to meet again later that evening. Our love and care for each other grew to the point we were married: April 30, 1935. By this time, Agnes had achieved recognition as a "demonstration" primary grades teacher. She was called upon to demonstrate teaching techniques for beginning teachers. Of more importance was her popularity among her students and their parents. Her fellow teachers held her in high esteem, also. She was a great teacher. Her recognition in education was much more significant than mine. Yet, she elected home making as her major career. Our first son, Joe, was born Oct. 5, 1940. More about this will come later in this paper. Now, let's return to my contributions to this story. Sept. 1934 I began my teaching career at a rural two-room school (grades 1 through 6). I was the principal. I have been known to tell listeners that I began at the top: principal of an elementary school. I rarely got around to explaining that the school was a tiny one: only one teacher other than myself. She was a lady with several years experience as a teacher and L a male, with no experience was named Principal. She taught grades 1,2, & 3 (35 pupils) and I had grades 4,5, & 6 (25 pupils). In 1936 my school (Harmony) was abolished and I was moved to a larger school (Straughn) with grades 1 through 12. Agnes had been teaching there for several years. I taught Junior High courses in Social Studies. I was the athletics coach also: basketball and baseball. We had Junior and High School basketball while baseball was open to High School students only. My years as a teacher and athletics coach at Straughn School ended with the close of the school year 1941-42. I was a poor coach and a good teacher-not great, just good. In 1942 I became principal of a large Junior High school (Carolina) located eight miles south of Andalusia. This so-called Junior High was a school having grades 1 through 9. Agnes was the first grade teacher: After one year at Carolina I was moved to Rose Hill, another Junior High like Carolina, but larger, more buses and a cafeteria. After graduation, Rose Hill students went to Straughn High School. As a principal, I was low average, and not happy. I hated the problems related to transporting students to school. Also, the problems related to providing hot lunches for students, teachers, and visitors were irksome. Again, Agnes was our first grade teacher with the exception of 1943-44. Her absence that year will be explained later-your guess is right, I' m sure. Agnes' mother, Mrs. Beatrice Wishum (Granny) played as important role in our lives. Granny ran a boarding house for women in Andalusia. After Agnes and I married, we prevailed upon Granny to close her house and live with us. Actually, it was more than living with us. Any large school, at that time, had teachers who found a boarding house, near their place of employment, convenient. So, Granny operated a boarding house in the community where we taught. Agnes and I and two or three other teachers were her boarders. This arrangement worked well; so well that in 1937 we bought a lot across the street from Straughn School and built a small house (3 bedrooms) and a garage apartment (1 bedroom). The cost was approximately $2,500. Granny was an important part of our lives; and this boarding arrangement was continued until we moved to Nashville, Tennessee (1946) for graduate study at Peabody College; now a part of Vanderbilt University. Peabody College, 1946; true, but prior to this time our lives; everything we planned or did, were influenced first by Joe (1940) and then and for always Joe and Tom (1943). The future was ours. Someone to love and love us. The inescapable responsibilities relating to two sons were the essences of our lives. Their accomplishments were ours. Joseph Herbert Johnson was born in Andalusia Memorial Hospital October 7, 1940. We gave Joe my name (Joseph) and my father's name (Herbert). Thomas Wishum Johnson was born in Andalusia Memorial Hospital October 5, 1943. Tom was named for Agnes' father, Thomas Wishum. Agnes and I, Joe and Tom were so fortunate because Granny was there to help when needed in the nurturing and care of us. Also, "boarders" made much of the kids. My father and mother and my brother and sister and Agnes' brother and sister lived in Andalusia. Joe and Tom had much attention. On to Peabody. With Agnes and me were Joe and Tom and Granny. That group faced the vicissitudes of graduate study. Our decision to leave home and work and pursue different goals was made after many hours of debate that involved, in the beginning, Agnes and me; but eventually included Granny, Dad and Mother Johnson, and friends. We believed that without additional educational credentials, further advancement in our vocation was unlikely. Continuation of the happy life style, which included Granny and the "boarders," and living in our house, was not certain. In fact we were sure that it would not last; Granny could not carry her heavy workload indefinitely; - teachers move to new positions and new places; remaining in our house was a dream destined to burst. So, we had to face the reality of change. We had to position ourselves so that we could control change as much as possible. Becoming a college professor was a dream that I considered to be among my wildest. Still, we knew that with the end of World War II many returning men and women would, for many reasons enter or return to college nationwide. All of this led to my application for admission to graduate studies at Peabody College. I was accepted. I applied for a Fellowship in Student Personnel Work, which was granted. The fellowship paid $600 per school year and provided great experience for a fledgling psychologist. During that first year, adjustments to major changes in our lives were necessary. Some of the changes were: living in a house that was not our own; giving up a career on Agnes' part; leaving a situation in which our young sons (3 & 6) were happy; thrusting Granny into adjustments in her life; leaving certainties in regard to income, duties and responsibilities; and moving 400 plus miles from our families and closest friends. Joe completed the first grade; I completed the work for and received a Masters Degree in Psychology. Agnes ran the show that kept our little family happy and moving forward. Tom stayed with Granny and Mother when Joe and I went to classes. Granny, although uncomplaining, was not happy. I remember exciting courses in Statistics, Tests and Measurements, Developmental Psychology, and History of Psychology. Also, I remember my experiences as a Fellow in Student Personnel work: the standard tests that were administered, scored and organized into meaningful reports, participating in the research related to student personnel work; and working with students referred to me. I began work toward a Doctor's degree in June 1947, expecting to return to Andalusia or someplace near Andalusia soon. The principalship of Opp High School was offered and the Superintendent of Opp Schools asked me to reply to his offer within two weeks. Earlier; Dr. Berdie, chairman of the Peabody Psychology Department, told me that the Peabody Placement Center had received a statement from North Carolina State College that they were seeking a full-time position in Educational Psychology. I applied, and tried to forget it. Also I applied for similar positions at The University of West Virginia and a State Teachers College in Pennsylvania. The day following the talk with the people in Opp, a letter came asking me to go to Raleigh, NC for an interview pertaining to the position at NC State College in Educational Psychology, all expenses paid. I telephoned them that I would be there for the interview at the time they had suggested. I talked with the chairman of the Psychology Department, another professor in the department (there were only two positions in the Psychology Department at the time), the Dean of the School of Education, and two other professors from other departments. They were cordial and genuinely interested in my experience in the public schools of Alabama and my academic achievement at Peabody. A position at the level of instructor was offered at the close of that day of interviews (all job offers were conditional; every person designated to fill a full time position had to have the approval of the Board of Trustees). I told them that I could not accept the position as an instructor. Assistant Professor, I told them, would be acceptable. After some discussion of the position in question, the committee agreed to offer me the position at the level of Assistant Professor. Verification of the offer came in August. In the meantime I turned down offers from the school system in Opp. We moved to Raleigh September 6,1947 (my birthday, 35 years old). Granny was with us as we began the new venture. We were broke, in fact, we borrowed $1,000 for a start in our new world: The next day I went to the department offices and found that my office (a private one) was ready. I also received my first monthly check. I expected one in October not September. The first responsibility given to me was to make preparations for the administration of a battery of standard tests to all incoming freshmen (1000 expected). I was asked to list my needs including the time and facilities for the training of the proctors. I was a part of NC State College. Although the move to Raleigh was exciting and challenging, Granny was not happy. Her role in our family had not the central quality it had formerly. Her son, Levi, and daughter, Elma, and their families were 650 miles away in Andalusia. She returned to Andalusia in December 1947. She was the stabilizer, but she was much more than that. I can't find the words to describe her importance to us. We loved her. For 12 years she was ours and we were hers. From July 1,1947 until June 30, 1978 (31 years), I was a part of NC State University. My promotions were Associate Professor, 1956 and Professor in 1966. June 1, 1956 was the date for the completion of the doctorate at Peabody. On June 30, 1978, Emeritus Professor of Psychology became my title. That meant, "You're through pal. We'll try to get along without you." I served two terms (beginning in 1956) on the NC State Faculty Senate representing the School of Education (presently the College of Education and Psychology). My first action as senator was to "take the floor" in opposition to the proposal to ask the state to erect several new buildings on the campus. My argument that we could be more efficient in the use of the buildings that we had flew like a lead balloon. College professors love new buildings, needed or not. As a senator, I tried to fly but I didn't get off the ground. At that time the School of Education had a Personnel Committee, elected by the faculty, whose major responsibility was to recommend faculty members deserving of promotions to the Dean of the School. If Departments wanted members promoted they would send evidence in support of such promotions to the Personnel Committee. The Personnel Committee, then, would study the proposals and make its recommendations to the Dean. I was chairman of that committee one year. It was an interesting experience. Throughout the years Agnes was a great source of strength for me and for our sons, Joe and Tom. Once, during the period of graduate study at Peabody, I became discouraged and wanted to end that phase of our lives and return home. Agnes, figuratively, grabbed me by the nape of the neck and shook me with "No, absolutely no. You can't let us down in this way and you can't let yourself down. Let's talk about steps to take to get going again" We talked, we made plans, and we continued study at Peabody. Agnes loved Joe and Tom. She gave up her life for them. Well, that is not true. Joe and Tom were her life. She gave up a promising teaching career for them. She spent years as Den Mother (Cub Scouts) for Joe and Tom's groups. She even helped Tom with his paper route once. She was there - the homemaker. Even so, she found time for church activities: Sunday school teaching, circle leading, committee chairing, etc. She was active in NC State affairs: book club memberships, active participation in the NC State Women' s Club. In 1956 (Joe and Tom were teenagers by that time) she began teaching again. She had her own first grade. It was housed in the Shelly Private School but it was her responsibility completely. In 1966 she retired. That was the year we moved into our new home (3318 Hampton Rd.) and the year of my promotion to Professor at State. Joe and Tom led active and happy lives during childhood. They had many friends and participated in school and church activities. Tom was a good tennis player, lettering in that sport at Broughton High School. Both found summer employment after the age of 15 or 16, and summer employment continued until college graduation. Both became students at NC State College graduating with majors in Electrical Engineering. Presently, Joe runs his own company in Sunnyvale, California. This company was made possible because of developments in microwave - technology. Tom is Projects Manager with Jacobs-Sirrine, an engineering consulting firm. Joe married Dorothy Fitts (3-21-64). They have three children: Kim Lynette (12-28-66), Christopher Scott (4-8-68), and Leah Ellen (3-27-70). im married Patrick Johnson (44-92). They have one son, Michael Tyler (8-12-94). Tom married Rebecca Stanton (5-31-64). They have two children, Robert Trent (4-23-68), and Teresa Lauren (11-8-70). Trent married Stacey Kristine Gardner (4-25-92). They have one son, Trent Scott (11-25-92). What a family. First there were Agnes and I; that's two. Now there are fifteen: count 'em. Everyone an interesting, exciting person. Everyone a person with whom association is desirable. Everyone a person with whom you would enjoy golfing - well that might be stretching it a bit. But, truly, I could not pick fourteen better people for a family. And, I have been told that the number will increase by two during the year. I will not mention these perspective in-laws by name because I am tired of writing. There is a need for a great granddaughter. Get busy people. TJ and Michael are great: highly intelligent, healthy, and happy great grandsons. But there is a need for more always. I have been unbelievably healthy: physically, emotionally, and mentally. I have had: food in my belly, (sorry, Carl Sandberg) and food to merely enjoy; no jail; intense pleasurable excitement anticipating and realizing the fruition of dreams; laughter, life renewing laughter, because people are funny, especially oneself; numbing fear and anger when trying to accept a failure; a sense of wonder and awe upon discovering bits of knowledge about human behavior, physics, chemistry, mathematics, and/or astronomy; helpless sorrow when a family member died; many experiences of blinding awareness of being - just being; the ecstasy of embracing another knowing that I loved and was loved; finally a sense of peace with the knowledge that there is a God. That is life; life is all of the above." Excerpt from "Some of My Memories", Clyde Johnson, 1996	Johnson, Joseph Clyde (I532)
189	At least one living or private individual is linked to this note - Details withheld.	Howard, Irma Rhea (I925)
190	General Notes: Note and information from Carol herself: I attended Howard College, Birmingham, (Jefferson) Alabama, and Southeastern Bible College - (did not graduate.) Worked as a medical assistant in Birmingham, Ala; Scottsboro, Alabama, and Huntsville, Alabama. When we moved to Greenville, SC in 1966, I worked for Provident Life and Accident Insurance Company as a claims adjuster, claims manager, training coordinator and finally Manager of Claims Administration until retirement. Gene and I were fortunate to be able to make several trips - to Germany, France, Hawaii, Nova Scotia, Canada, Colorado, the canyon lands of Utah, Alaska. He loved making any kind of picture. Most of the pictures made of him were with a camera or two around his neck and in the snow. He loved God, his family, the mountains, snow and sightseeing. He had his first aneurysm in 1978 and was unable to return to work and could not drive. So I made sure we spent weekends as often as possible in the mountains so he could make pictures.	Forbus, Carol Joyce (I392)
191	General Notes: Note from Catherine herself: Catherine attended LaFayette School, Capitol Heights Grammar School, Capitol Heights Junior High School, Sidney Lanier High School, and Massey Draughn Business College. She was a member of the Glee Club in high school.. Pursuing a career in secretarial services, she worked for: Attorneys Thad Salmon & Thomas F. Parker – 7 years State Attorney General Richmond M. Flowers – 7 years. Richmond Flowers was Attorney General for the State of Alabama during the civil rights years and active during the Viola Lieuzo case. Catherine was secretary to bank officers of Alabama National Bank, to the Regional Director of Franklin Life Insurance, and to the academic Dean of Huntington College. She retired to take care of her aging parents. She enjoys ceramics, needlepoint, oil painting, skating, reading, and music.	Lammon, Catherine (I546)
192	General Notes: Note from daughter Catherine: Laura was born into a large family. Jimpsey and Elvira Dooling had 13 children. She quit school after the eighth grade to help on the farm, as so many people had to do during depression times. She went to a church meeting with a friend, Avis Lammon, and was introduced to Avis' brother, Otis. Laura was engaged to a gentleman who was away in the war (WW I.) Otis had been deferred from service since he worked in the cotton gin and helped supply material for the war effort. They eloped soon afterwards, and were married in Esto, Florida. They enjoyed 67 years together. Laura always was a homemaker. She loved to cook and was a wonderful cook. She enjoyed quilting, crocheting and fishing. Her first love was her yard, which she kept blooming with so many flowers all year. She could get lost with this hobby. She worked in her flowers until in her 80s. She was a devoted mother of three: Doyle, Bertram and Catherine. She died at 93 of natural causes.	Dooling, Laura Bell (I316)
193	At least one living or private individual is linked to this note - Details withheld.	Burgess, Arthur Dale (I505)
194	General Notes: Note from husband Jim: Parents - Mildred Jane Sauer & Delbert William Welker Education - BA Ohio State University, MS University of Texas (Austin) Children - Nathaniel James Lammons (born 1993), Leah Corinne McCann (born 1983) & Noah Patrick McCann (born 1980) Hobby - reading	Welker, Debra Janell (I426)
195	At least one living or private individual is linked to this note - Details withheld.	Lammon, David Allen (I736)
196	At least one living or private individual is linked to this note - Details withheld.	Lammons, Michael Royal (I396)
197	General Notes: Note from mother, Carol: Camille J. Hatcher- (daughter Gene & Carol) Born November 18, 1959, in Birmingham, Jefferson County, Alabama. She attended schools in Greenville, South Carolina, finishing in drafting and AutoCad. She is employed as electrical designer in Taylors, SC. (2002)	Hatcher, Camille Joyce (I750)
198	General Notes: Note from Sharon Lammon: I do know that Irma served Foy with divorce papers after boot camp. Dad's going into the Army was unacceptable to Irma. That is why she divorces him. These were accounts that dad told me about because of my going through divorces. He always gave words of comfort.	Family: Eddie Foy Lammon / Irma Unknown (F169)
199	General Notes: Note from Wanda Gale Stafford: Census: -1900 Dale County, AL Census: listed as "Elias", 2 years old, born February 1898, in AL. Living in the household of his parents. Parents born in AL. -1910 Geneva County, AL Census: listed as William E., son, age 11, living in the household of his parents. Born in AL, parents born in AL.	Snell, William Elias (I281)
200	General Notes: Note from Wanda Gale Stafford: Census: -1900 Dale County, AL Census: listed as 8 months old, born September 1899, in AL. Living in the household of her parents. Parents born in AL. -1910 Geneva County, AL Census: 10 years old living in the household of her parents. Born in AL, parents born in AL.	Snell, Callie Mae (I283)

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