Patriots Celebrate Superbowl Victory

Starting with last Sunday the England Patriots celebrated their victory in the Superbowl. Monday morning saw the return of Old-man Winter's face across SW Colorado, leaving his traces of wet snow in the valley and the mountain areas. Dropping almost 6-inches of snow in the valley and not sure how much at the higher elevations (we haven't been up that far yet). Then we moved on to "Fat" Tuesday (Mardi Gras). Things seemed calm Wednesday and Thursday, but Friday brought in another batch of clouds and a fine, misting-type of rain that continued into the night and through Saturday morning with breaks of sunshine popping out during the afternoon hours. View/Write Comments (count 0)   |   Receive updates (0 subscribers)  |   Unsubscribe

SW Colorado - Mt. Irving - Feb. 6, 2005

Snow Reflections at Twin Lakes - Feb. 6, 2005 - These photos were taken last Sunday afternoon on our drive up to the high country of the San Juan mountains near Vallecito. One of photos is a roadside view looking towards Mt. Irving (the mountain peak on the right in the background). My memory can not recall the name of the other mountain peak on the left at the moment, but I'm sure someone out there will oblige us with the name next weekend. As to the photo on the right... we stopped at the local watering hole where you can fill-up your water bottles for drinking water. Across the road from the watering hole is a place called Twin Lakes where we caught the reflections of the sky, mountains in this portion of the lake that wasn't covered with snow. View/Write Comments (count 0)   |   Receive updates (0 subscribers)  |   Unsubscribe

Meanwhile

This famous "pug" shot was taken early in the week, Duchess is taking a break from playing "Pug Soccer" to find a her a spot to mark with yellow snow (photo on the left). Later... inside by the cozy, warm fireside Oakie and Duchess are relaxing ... some of us have our feet stretched upon a footstool while others are stretched out on the footstool, at our feet with a favorite monkey toy (photo on the right). We know why Duchess is such a sweetheart. She was born on Valentines Day, two years ago. HAPPY BIRTHDAY, DUCHESS!

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Grapes of Wrath & Okies

Since the talk of "Okie's," we have been browsing the web to refresh our memories of John Steinbeck's book (Grapes of Wrath) that was first published in the United States of America by the Viking Penguin, Inc., 1939. Steinbeck's idea for the book came to him on his first journalistic assignment in the Fall of 1936.

A liberal San Francisco Newspaper sent Steinbeck to cover the migrant situation in California. He went to the Arvin Encampment in Bakersfield, California to talk to Tom Collins, manager of one of the first of the government camps set up in California to alleviate housing problems for the Southwest migrants pouring into the state from the Dust Bowl regions.

Steinbeck interviewed Collins and the migrants. Steinbeck studied the situation first hand, after which he wrote a series of articles on the migrants' plight, published as "The Harvest Gypsies ." By December 1936 Steinbeck knew that his next "big book" would be the migrants' story.

The Grapes of Wrath is said to be Steinbeck's masterpiece. It was a portrait of "Dust Bowl" poverty -- an historical tract about homelessness in the 1930s -- the story of the migration of a people forced from their land for drought, economical conditions. The story begins as a conflict between man and nature, but soon the conflict is between man and man. The ecological disaster that had transformed Oklahoma into the "dust bowl" is only part of the tragedy, though.

When the migrants arrived in the blooming abundance of California, they were kept from the bounty of the land. The devastation of the land was as serious as the economic disaster of the stock market crash. Those tenant farm workers that worked the lands were finding themselves forced from the very land that they toiled, sacrificed their blood, sweat, tears, dreams and hopes in all those years.

They packed their families, belongings into their automobiles with hopes, dreams of finding jobs and a renewed dignity in California. All because of an ad in a "flyer" from California that promised jobs for migrant farm workers. Only to find out that the promise of jobs was fraudulent. It was a story of a family unit disintegrating -- of how power shifts from patriarchy to matriarchy -- Equally important is the relationship between Ma Joad and her self-absorbed daughter, Rose of Sharon. Like Tom, she must learn to look beyond herself and her needs to embrace the needs of others. The novel is thus a plea for empathy and understanding, as well as an indictment of a system that left so many destitute in a land where excess oranges were dumped in rivers in order to keep prices inflated.

There was a practice of passing on the blame for the misery that was occuring during the depression. The farmers had no one against whom to protest, for they find only figureheads dispossessing them, each a representative of a system against which all were powerless. All the people in the story are caught in the grip of forces larger than themselves and beyond their control. There is no traceable human will behind the evictions, merely an inhuman monster created by big business, and characterized by a dehumanizing greed and opportunism. The system plants cotton, knowing that it will devastate the land; the system uses tractors, knowing that they will dispossess the farmers. It is a time when men had created the monster, but could not control it. The farmers gave their blood to keep, work with the land, only for some to be driven from it in search of a renewed dignity and hope for a better life.

It has been brought to our attention that our grandparents, great-grandparents remained behind. Some may have even benefited to some extent from the drought, depression of the '20s and '30s. So... Do we really qualify ourselves being called "Okie" when our ancestors remained on, with the land? Whatever the case, does it really matter? Aren't we all in this together?

What's in a name or label anyway? Why not learn from the past so we are not condemned to repeat it! We would love to share and pay tribute to some of those families drought, depression stories of the '20s and '30s. If you know of anyone, please give them our Email address. Thanks! View/Write Comments (count 0)   |   Receive updates (0 subscribers)  |   Unsubscribe

Buttermilk Biscuits & Chocolate Gravy

HEY!... We did try that buttermilk biscuit recipe from last weekend's newsletter. We cooked us up a batch last Sunday morning and topped it with our own version of "chocolate gravy" and garnished with it with a few slices of fresh strawberries. For the recipe of "chocolate gravy" we found a basic white sauce recipe and made a few adjustments... coming up with our own chocolate gravy that was quite tasty.

Chocolate Gravy Recipe - Oakie (Okie) Style:
3 Tablespoons real butter; 3 Tablespoons of flour; 1 cup of milk/cream mixture (1/2 cup milk & 1/2 cup heavy whipping cream); 2 heaping Tablespoons of Ghiradelli sweet ground baking cocoa. Melt butter in regular gravy (saute') pan until simmering. Add 2 Tablespoons of chocolate to 3 Tablespoons of flour and mix thoroughly. Stir into simmering melted butter as you would for any gravy mixture. Gradually, after a few minutes returning to a simmering state, add the cup of milk, cream mixture and stir until thickened. Split piping hot biscuits in half and place on a saucer; ladle a spoonful or so of gravy on top and garnish with a sliced strawberry for a special valentine treat. You can make the gravy ahead of time and it will last a couple of days in the refrigerator. Just heat up when ready to use. HAPPY VALENTINES DAY!!! View/Write Comments (count 0)   |   Receive updates (0 subscribers)  |   Unsubscribe

Valentines Day Present For ALL

Another Valentines Day present for all of you is the second-half of the "Wrought Iron Range Co. Home Comfort Cookbook." You can view both of these pdf files over at our "PBPartners" website. towards of the end of Book II - Home Comfort Cookbook there is some great reading of cooking hints from back in the '30s. AND... arranged by states, there lists of names and glowing comments from persons who had bought the Wrought Iron Range back then. Maybe you can find a relative who had bought one in the '30s.

Was it Abraham Lincoln that said "You can not escape the responsibilities of tomorrow by evading it today"? Any thoughts on what he might have been referring to ... or ... what he meant by that statement? Would love to hear from you. Thanks. AND... Have a great Valentines Day weekend! View/Write Comments (count 0)   |   Receive updates (0 subscribers)  |   Unsubscribe

Whittet's Grocery Memories

"In the early 60's, I worked for Merle, Kack (my cousin by marriage), and Jim Leslie on their farm during summer break. We would find ourselves having lunch at Whittet's on many occasions. The Leslie's had another hired hand whom I can only remember as Tom. He always intrigued me at lunch time because he would buy and consume a entire six pack of Pepsi 12 ounce bottles at one setting, along with his sandwich and chips. I knew Billy Wayne through my connection with the Paris family. Henry's brother, DeVerl, was married to my aunt, Beulah Venosdel." -- Terry View/Write Comments (count 0)   |   Receive updates (0 subscribers)  |   Unsubscribe

Old WARWICK Family Photos

"I have recently read all the information on the WARWICK Family, it was written by George W. Cleek in 1934. I am trying to reach any of the WARWICK family. My family has come across some of their families pictures from the late 1700's and we would like to talk to them. Please e-mail me at CerenaN@msn.com for any information you might be able to forward me. Thanking you in advance." --Cerena - Email: CerenaN@msn.com View/Write Comments (count 0)   |   Receive updates (0 subscribers)  |   Unsubscribe

Christmas Snow Photos

"Galveston Christmas Snow Photos - Thanks for taking the time to write me back. No, it's not necessary to remove them. Those particular images of the Galveston Snow have made their way across the Internet, so it would be useless for me to remove them from my site - oldbaldandgrumpy.com - or have you remove them from yours. I have been contacting other website owners and asking how they came about the images only to satisfy my own curiosity. I never realized they would be so popular. If it's not too much trouble, though, I would appreciate receiving credit for the images. I hope you and your viewers enjoy looking at them as much as I enjoyed taking them. Thanks again!" -- Steve Murphy View/Write Comments (count 0)   |   Receive updates (0 subscribers)  |   Unsubscribe

Grapes of Wrath - Steinbeck

"The epic story of the Joad Family's migration from the Oklahoma dust bowl to the promised land of California. In stark and moving detail, John Steinbeck depicts the lives of ordinary people striving to preserve their humanity in the face of social and economic desperation. When the Joad's lose their tenant farm in Oklahoma, they join thousands of others, traveling the narrow concrete highways toward California and the dream of a piece of land to call their own. Each night on the road, they and their fellow migrants recreate society: leaders are chosen, unspoken codes of privacy and generosity evolve, and lust, violence, and murderous rage erupt. A portrait of the bitter conflict between the powerful and the powerless, of one man's fierce reaction to injustice, and of a woman's quiet, stoical strength, The Grapes of Wrath is a landmark of American literature, one that captures the horrors of the Great Depression as it probes into the very nature of equality and justice in America." -- Grapes of Wrath - Steinbeck View/Write Comments (count 0)   |   Receive updates (0 subscribers)  |   Unsubscribe

ClassicNote on The Grapes of Wrath - Short Summary

"John Steinbeck's novel The Grapes of Wrath tells the specific story of the Joad family in order to illustrate the hardship and oppression suffered by migrant laborers during the Great Depression. It is an explicitly political tract that champions collectivist action by the lower classes over expressions of individualist self-interest and chastises corporate and banking elites for shortsighted policies meant to maximize profit even while forcing farmers into destitution and even starvation....." -- Classic Notes - Grapes of Wrath View/Write Comments (count 0)   |   Receive updates (0 subscribers)  |   Unsubscribe

Nothing Wrong Being Called "Okie"

"As an 'outsider' and a Massachusetts native, I see nothing wrong with being called an 'Okie!' It should be a term of endearment as it has no shameful connotations. Connecticut was known as the 'Nutmeg State' because in the early days, some of its merchants used to swindle buyers with wooden nutmegs; officially it is now called the 'Constitution State.' Rhode Island, which has the longest name of any of our states (State of Rhode Island and Providence Plantations) has the smallest area and is called 'Little Rhody'." -- Joel View/Write Comments (count 0)   |   Receive updates (0 subscribers)  |   Unsubscribe

Danny Ray PARIS Family

"I am just checking out the sight because I don't know any of my dad's family. My father's name is Danny Ray Paris. I haven't been a part of his life since my mother and father divorced years ago. Family Surnames: PARIS" -- Sabrina Marie PARIS - Email: SPARIS25@HOTMAIL.COM View/Write Comments (count 1)   |   Receive updates (1 subscribers)  |   Unsubscribe

Whities, Cassies of Fargo (OK) & Magnolia Baseball of Woodward

"Always enjoy the newsletter, but it really brought back a lot of memories this week! Speaking of old businesses made me think of Whities, the old drug store, and Cassies, the old cafe in Fargo. They have been gone for many years, but I remember Granddad and Grandmother Ware taking me to both places.

Suppose I had my first store bought hamburger at Cassies. We used to stop on our way from Wheeler, Tx, the home we moved to in 1948 from Woodward, to Woodward and have a mint julep at Whities. Can still taste them and see Mr. and Mrs. Whitehead serving up the goodies. I have always been proud to be an Okie, though understand that some folks wouldn't like the name. Maybe their memories of the grand old state aren't as pleasant as ours are. Also enjoyed the bit on West Virginia. It was my Grandad McNeil's home, (grandad ran the service station at Vici), then their family moved to Woodward. That is where he was killed in '37 in a car accident on the Boiling Springs bridge. He also was an avid baseball player, played on a team in the City and for, ( I believe this is correct), for the Magnolias in Woodward.

Will try to find the pic of that team! My Uncle Gerald Ham ran the mail route for many years from Woodward to Waynoka and on the other side of the family, my Uncle Buck Pittmans folks all came from Waynoka.

6I loved the Candlemas story and site.Living on the ranch, we still look for the old weather signs. Have saved the site, as the owner of the ranch where we live was going to make a calendar with one of the old signs on each month, but never got it done. Maybe he'll do it in the future and I can add these to the list. It was also interesting because our McNeils came to W. Vir. from Scotland in the 1850's. Love all the old stuff!!! " -- Sherry McNeil Swires, McLean, Tx - Email: jl-sl@nts-online.net View/Write Comments (count 1)   |   Receive updates (0 subscribers)  |   Unsubscribe

Okie From Alva

"I too belong on the side of the unpretentious put me down as an Okie from Alva Oklahoma and proud of it." -- Bill View/Write Comments (count 0)   |   Receive updates (0 subscribers)  |   Unsubscribe

A Yankee Okie

"As you know I'm from Pennsylvania. When I moved here I was called an Okie from a person I was caring for in a hospital. He called me his little Okie girl, because, I was moving here. Don't know if it offends people. I've been an Okie now for 34 years. Does it really matter, where you are from. It seems small to take offense to. A person from Pennsylvania (Yankee) who became an Okie -- married one -- had four children." -- Susan View/Write Comments (count 0)   |   Receive updates (0 subscribers)  |   Unsubscribe

Okies

"My husband had a friend who you may or may not know who was fond of saying, 'Well, I'm just a dumb Okie.' I so wanted to say, 'yes, you are dumb, so please quit telling people that you are an Okie'. Keep up the good work." View/Write Comments (count 0)   |   Receive updates (0 subscribers)  |   Unsubscribe

Another Proud Okie

"I am retired and living in North Texas, but PROUDLY display double car tags that read: ME OKIE Last year's tags said: IB OKIE." View/Write Comments (count 0)   |   Receive updates (0 subscribers)  |   Unsubscribe

Okie vs. Oklahomans

"Glad you asked about the name "Okie" and how folks feel about it... Today I am older and would like to think of myself as wiser and, as far as I am concerned, at this point in my life, anyone can call themselves anything they want.

Here is my thought about the name "Okie". I read Steinbeck's book (Grapes of Wrath) about the migrant farm workers that could not eek out a living during the dust bowl days of the 20's and 30's about 45 years ago. I think it was assigned reading, specific to me, for punishment by Ms Cline or Ms Duke. I don't remember which.

It was my understanding, although, I am open to correction, that the folks that migrated west to California were called Okie's by the Californies -- from then on the term carried a derogatory implication. During my time in the military we called each other nicknames and my nickname, given to me by a New Yorkie, was Okie. He and a few others stopped calling me that when I made it clear that I was an Oklahoman and not an Okie, and that took some doing. I can trace my lineage, on both sides of my family, back 4 generations (Great-great Grandparents) living in NW Oklahoma, long before Alva was Alva, or for that matter before Oklahoma was Oklahoma. I am very proud of the fact that I am an Oklahoman, but please don't call me an 'Okie'.

I fully agree, they probably had no choice but to leave Oklahoma for greener pastures. It certainly wasn't their fault that they couldn't make a living, although agricultural conservationist they weren't. Okie is just a name that the folks out west called those migrating in their direction. My memory of the book and the movie, with Henry Fonda, and from stories handed down to me from my parents it was a bleak time in American history and those affected were perceived by the Californians as destitute and ignorant white trash. I have always thought that the difference between Okie and Oklahoman was that the Oklahoman's stayed here and the Okie's migrated west. Based upon my way of thinking, which has been called into question more than once, since your grandparents and parents struggled through the '20's and '30's they are full fledged Oklahomans and by heritage you are an Oklahoman as well. In theory... you do not meet the criteria to officially call yourself an Okie, but as far as I can tell you've broken no laws nor violated any moral and/or ethical standard.) Again, what you call your web site isn't any of my business, and regardless of what you call it I enjoy it as do many, many others. It is a great web site full of interesting information, keep it up." -- Marv View/Write Comments (count 0)   |   Receive updates (0 subscribers)  |   Unsubscribe

What's Wrong With Being Called An Okie

"What's wrong with being called an Okie. I'm proud to be called one. It is my roots and birthright. Even though I live in Ohio and have for some years, Oklahoma and it's Okie's will always be in my heart. In Japanese, Okie means BIG. Oklahoman's are BIG in enjoying life, religious beliefs, family togetherness, joy of living and caring for all." -- Jenni View/Write Comments (count 0)   |   Receive updates (0 subscribers)  |   Unsubscribe

121 lb Catfish - Lake Texhoma (Oklahoma)

"For those of us who aren't Texans or Oklahomans, Lake Texoma, as the name implies, lies along the border of the two states. This is a picture of a catfish that a guy recently caught at Lake Texoma. According to the news, he was fishing from the shore with a 20 pound test line. When he realized what a huge fish he had caught, he stayed in the water with it and kept it close to shore with his hands. He used his cell phone to call a friend and tell him to bring a scale. The friend got there and the scale topped out at 100 pounds.They took it to the nearby bait shop and weighed it there. It weighed 121 pounds! Luckily, a Game Warden was there and called the Athens Freshwater Fisheries Center and asked them if they wanted the fish. They sent a 'live truck' to the site and brought the fish safely to Athens. They are getting it ready for the public to view. The paper said that it would be two to three weeks before they'd release into the public tank. They estimated that the 121 pound catfish was about 27 years old! Want to go swimming in Lake Texoma? Not with little kids I hope, besides that water looks gross to me! I went to the fisheries center to verify the story was true and that the picture wasn't a 'doctored' image. I discovered that 'Splash' just celebrated his first 'birthday' at the center, so the tale is a little dated, but true. That story can be found at: tpwd.state.tx.us/fish/infish/hatchery/tffc/new.htm." -- Betty View/Write Comments (count 0)   |   Receive updates (0 subscribers)  |   Unsubscribe

Interesting Scary Tidbits

"You may find some interesting tidbits here. Click on your State to what's scary where you live. In The United States Alabama -- Louisiana -- Ohio -- Alaska -- Maine -- Oklahoma -- Arizona -- Maryland -- Oregon -- Arkansas -- Massachusetts -- Pennsylvania -- California -- Michigan -- Rhode Island -- Colorado -- Minnesota -- South Carolina -- Connecticut -- Mississippi -- South Dakota -- Delaware -- Missouri -- Tennessee --Florida -- Montana -- Texas -- Georgia -- Nebraska -- Utah --Hawaii -- Nevada -- Vermont -- Idaho -- New Hampshire -- Virginia -- Illinois -- New Jersey -- Washington -- Indiana -- New Mexico -- West Virginia -- Iowa -- New York -- Wisconsin -- Kansas -- North Carolina -- Wyoming -- Kentucky -- North Dakota -- District of Columbia." View/Write Comments (count 0)   |   Receive updates (0 subscribers)  |   Unsubscribe

WARWICK-GREGORY Genealogy

"I ran across you web site (OkieLegacy & ParisTimes Genealogy). My ancestors are David Gregory and Margaret Warwick. I thought you might be interested in the following biographical sketch which can be found at rootsweb.com/~intippec/bios9.html -- (Note - I visited Butler Co., Ohio last summer and found David and Margaret's grave markers. Margaret died in 1821. I have a photo's of the markers circa 1920's.

I took another when I visited, but the origional for David has disintegrated and can't be read any longer. Margaret's can however - and is interesting: Here lies the woman, the first, save one, That settled on the Miami, above Fort Hamilton, Her table was spread, and that of the best, And Anthony Wayne was often her guest.)

DAVID H. GREGORY, Sheffield Township -- DAVID GREGORY, the father of the gentleman whose name appears above, was a native of Virginia. During his residence in that State he married MISS MARGARET WARWICK, also a native Virginian. Shortly after his marriage, he moved with his wife to Kentucky, and became identified with the early settlement of that State.

They were members of the colony that followed the renowned Col. Daniel Boone, and formed the "Boone Settlement." Some years later, while still residing there, he purchased 420 acres on the Big Miami River, in Butler County, Ohio, but was deterred from locating upon his newly purchased farm by the hostility of the Indians surrounding it. A treat of peace was finally effected, and he moved his family to that point on a keel-boat, pushed up river by means of long poles.

During his residence at this point, the noted "Mad Anthony Wayne" was a frequent guest at his cabin, on his route from Fort Greenville to Hamilton; and in the labor of felling trees MR. GREGORY often received valuable assistance form a squad of Gen. Wayne's soldiers. He decided to make this settlement permanent, and with this view continued steadily to improve his farm. Here he reared a family of two sons and four daughters, all of whom arrived at maturity, but of whom only DAVID H. and MARGARET now survive. Their names were WILLIAM, MARY, MARGARET, ANNIE, NANCY and DAVID H.

The latter, who is a subject of this sketch, was born in Butler County, Ohio, on the 30th day of January, 1801. At the age of eighteen months, he was left an orphan by the death of his father; and as soon as his strength became sufficient for the task, he gave his time to the support of his mother by working on the farm. Before he was 21 years old, she too, was called away by death. Shortly after her decease, DAVID, with his brother-in-law JESSE WILSON, took a contract for digging a section of the Miami Canal, performing their labor to the entire satisfaction of the Company.

At the age of 24 years he married MISS MARIA WILSON, a native of Virginia. Three years after his marriage, he conceived a desire to move further west, and accordingly started with his wife on a journey to Indiana. To this point his cousins and his brother WILLIAM had preceded him, and through their kind forethought a comfortable cabin was ready to receive the weary immigrants at the end of their tedious journey.

This cabin was located in the central part of the present town of Dayton, although the name of Dayton had not then been given to the town. Being the proprietor of a large tract of land, adjacent to the towns of Marquis and Fairfield, he divided a large portion of it into the town lots, and the three towns were united under the name of Dayton. This name was conferred by MR. GREGORY, in memory of Dayton, Ohio. Here, after clearing a large tract of land, he entered upon the life of a farmer, happy in the enjoyment of a quiet little home. Six children crowned the happiness of his married life, named, respectively, MARY A., WILLIAM, ALFRED, NANCY, CYNTHIA A. and MARGARET, of whom all are deceased, save ALFRED and NANCY. On the 31st day of May, 1872, death again entered his family, choosing for its victim the faithful wife.

For a period of fifty years, MR. GREGORY has been a resident of Sheffield Township, having entered upon his residence here in 1828, at a time when but few families had found their way to this point, and when it frequently became necessary for those living here to unite in defense of their poultry or pigs against the ravages of the wolves and foxes. He has witnessed the various stages of progress through which his township has passed, and in these improvements he has been an active participant, always contributing liberally toward the advancement of enterprises calculated to promote the interests of his township. Until the election of James Buchanan, he acted and voted with the Democratic party, but during his administration his political principles became changed, and he has since supported the Republican party.

The infirmities of age have made themselves apparent in his heretofore vigorous constitution, and for several years he has lived a life of quiet repose among his grandchildren. In his religious views he is a Universalist, having been converted to that faith at the age of 17 years. He is a diligent student of the Scriptures, and has learned the great lessons of charity, so essential to a Christian life." -- Tracey Saucy View/Write Comments (count 0)   |   Receive updates (0 subscribers)  |   Unsubscribe

Cimarron & Oklahoma Panhandle

"Been poking around in your very well done site. I have always been fascinated by that strip of land called the Oklahoma Panhandle, but knew nothing of it. Now I have researched it and it sounds like some place I will be vacationing someday I hope. Plus I am going to try some of the recipes." -- Bob in California View/Write Comments (count 0)   |   Receive updates (0 subscribers)  |   Unsubscribe

Voices From the Dust Bowl

The Charles L. Todd and Robert Sonkin Migrant Worker Collection is an online presentation of a multi-format ethnographic field collection documenting the everyday life of residents of Farm Security Administration (FSA) migrant work camps in central California in 1940 and 1941. This collection consists of audio recordings, photographs, manuscript materials, publications, and ephemera generated during two separate documentation trips supported by the Archive of American Folk Song (now the Archive of Folk Culture, American Folklife Center ). View/Write Comments (count 0)   |   Receive updates (0 subscribers)  |   Unsubscribe

LOUTHAN Family Photos

"I found more Louthan photos. Hope you will enjoy. Top photos are of Bert and Belle (Cokerham) Louthan. Middle Right photo is the Bert and Belle Louthan Family Middle Left photo is Belle Louthan and not sure of the others. Bottom photo is Bert and Belle Louthan and children (in no particular order): Lawrence Louthan, John Louthan, Gilford Louthan, Herschel Louthan, Lewis Louthan, Theodore Louthan, Virgil Louthan, Doris Louthan, Florence Louthan, Flossie Louthan, Edna Louthan (who's parents are actually Eddie Louthan and Sallie Cokerham) but raised with Bert's family." -- Email: CMPH20@aol.com View/Write Comments (count 0)   |   Receive updates (0 subscribers)  |   Unsubscribe