2017-11-15 / Families & Friends

Marlowe people telling their stories


FRANK AND DELILAH NECESSARY FRANK AND DELILAH NECESSARY Well, once again Mom had to correct me on something. No matter how old I get it seems she always has to do that from time to time. The picture with my column last week of Oma Hatton, Mom and who I thought was Ruth Brown, was in fact Hazel Easterling.

There was a Ruth Brown from Marlowe but that wasn’t her in the picture. I usually don’t let Mom know what pictures I’m sending or let her read the article itself because I want her to be surprised when she gets her Mountain Eagle. So, I’ll just have to keep correcting my mistakes.

I’ve been reading the Growing Up in Marlowe Camp Facebook page some more and found some wonderful pictures that were sent in by some of the people that grew up there. That’s where I get a lot of these photos that I’m posting.

I wanted to tell you a story that my sister Delores remembered our Aunt Della Howard Pennington telling her. She said she told her she was so embarrassed to have to go to the commissary and get her dad’s, Bill Howard’s, ‘baccer. She said it was called Red Ox or something like that but that she hated having to ask for that ‘baccer. I can understand that because I hated having to ask for Red Seal snuff back when my husband dipped it.

Left to right are Faye Stidham, Margaret Paige Caudill, Bertha Paige Dye, Pearl Pennington Noble, Louise Howard Shepherd, Mildred Necessary Spence, and Ruth Brown. Left to right are Faye Stidham, Margaret Paige Caudill, Bertha Paige Dye, Pearl Pennington Noble, Louise Howard Shepherd, Mildred Necessary Spence, and Ruth Brown. We have a lot of people in our community needing prayers right now. My mother in-law, Evelyn Yonts, still needs prayers and also my Aunt Linda Hall. Both of them have a lot of health problems.


My neighbor, Joyce Baker, is having a lot of back problems, Billy K. Banks is still having problems with his health. Also needing prayers are my pastor Bill Jones and wife Sandy, and Mom’s pastor Bill and his wife June Craft.

MR. AND MRS. EARL KING MR. AND MRS. EARL KING There were a lot of the senior citizens that attended the Veteran’s Day memorial program in Whitesburg. I saw some footage of it on Hazard news Friday morning, and it was wonderful. I wish the whole world showed as much respect for our service people. I know we all have people in our families that served or are serving now.

One of Mom’s brothers was in the service, Merill Pennington, and he came home and went to work in the store at Marlowe. His wife was Lelah Brown Pennington and they were in the process of building a house. It’s the one behind Crawford Engineering. Anyway, he wasn’t making enough money at the store and so decided to take a job inside the mines. He didn’t work there long and was killed in a rock fall. They already had one child and Lelah was pregnant with their second.

Her brothers, Murphy and Bobby Pennington, were also in the service. Bobby and my daddy, Marshel Tacket, were in the Navy and were stationed together at one point. I think that is how he and Mom kind of got started courting one another and started writing each other.

Mom still has a lot of Dad’s letters and we love going back and reading them from time to time. At one point they had decided to get married and she backed out and wrote him a “Dear John” letter. She said she just got cold feet and decided she didn’t know enough about how to housekeep to get married. I reckon he threw that letter in the ocean so she doesn’t have that one. Letters are a thing of the past now.

I saw on Facebook where one of our neighbors found a letter from their dad written to his mom, Maude Richardson, while he was stationed in Germany during World War II. The address was just Colson, and it got to its destination. Unbelievable, isn’t it?

Here are few entries from the Growing Up in Marlowe Camp Facebook page:

Earlene King Dixon Burton: Wow I loved my Papaw King he was the kindest person I knew. He raised a big garden and hogs doing all on crutches he never gave up. One time he caught me smoking so he told me come here, Sissy, I’m going to make you something he made me a corncob pipe and filled it with Prince Albert and told me to smoke it well I did and the next thing I knew I was so sick puking like crazy afterwards and he said to me Don’t let me Ever catch you with another Cigarette in your mouth. I can still hear him saying that to me.

Jim Cornett: Not many people my age from Marlowe are still around. I was born in the big two-story house below the tipple in 1937. We lived in several houses in Marlowe hollow until Dad bought a house for $1,800 from Gardner Bates at Graveyard Hollow in 1944. I went to the first grade at Marlowe, and we lived at the bottom of the school hill. I was the groom in the Tom Thumb Wedding at the school in 1943. Kathleen Stidham was the bride. Kathleen Miles was the Flower Girl. Jimmy Adams was the Best Man. The others in the wedding party — I don’t remember their names. I thought I was really married, and now had to go to work in the mines.

Mom and I surely do appreciate all the comments we are getting about us taking over this column for Oma. It’s not an easy thing to do because there are so many times I want to put my opinion about things in here. And there are many times I want to just keep rambling on about my family and I have to stop myself before I bore you all to death.

Ending again as Oma always did at the end of her column, try your best to attend church somewhere this Sunday and I say if your church has services Sunday evening or throughout the week God would want you there then too.

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