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PJ Helton, Lewis Sutton, and unknown man |
My grandfather, Lewis Henry Sutton, was born in Tennessee but grew up in Fannin County, Texas. He married Trentie Alice Leonard in 1916. After struggling to support his family as a farmer, he became an employee of the Carter Oil Company and moved the family to Wolf, Oklahoma. Although he didn’t keep a diary, I like to think he may have made this entry one chilly November evening in 1935:
November 18, 1935
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Myrtle, Paul and Dottie Sutton |
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Nina Sutton |
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Trentie, Lewis and Donald Ray Sutton |
Me and Trent got back into church. She loves to play the piano at church and maybe I’ll buy her one soon. After Doyle and Nina move out then I can afford it. I am worried about Doyle as he is a little too adventurous. Hopping the trains and staying away for days is worrying his mother to death. I sure hope he gets a job soon and stays out of trouble.
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Carter Oil Postcard |
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Writing on the postcard |
I sure miss seeing the family. Things haven’t been the same since my sister, Laura, and PJ Helton split up. They lived close to us a few years ago here in Oklahoma but Laura left for Ranger, Texas where our sister Jessie lives. She just married a man named Ray Todd about two years ago. Jessie and her husband, Check Kelley, have lived there several years with their son Palmer Ray. Trent stays in touch with Jessie. My sister Lissie and her husband Pete Henderson have been in Denison, Texas several years. Pete is a policeman and their kids are grown up now. Their daughter Ethel married a man named Curley Broyles and moved to Missouri. Guess that little brother of mine is taking his time finding someone to marry so Mom and Dad are lucky to have Jack's help on the farm. I sure miss seeing Mom and Dad. Maybe we’ll go for a visit soon...
November 19, 1935

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Lewis is buried in the Willow Wild Cemetery in Bonham, Texas |
I think Stephen King's quote sums it up best, "Life turns on a dime. Sometimes towards us, but more often it spins away, flirting and flashing as it goes: so long, honey, it was good while it lasted, wasn’t it?”
Many thanks to Susie Kelley Clarke for sharing many of these photos with me as the family lost many photos in a couple of house fires.
Oh Paula, you should have been a writer a long time ago. I just love the way you built the story with what you knew, it is wonderful, and it follows the timeline so well. Beautiful story!
ReplyDeleteNice job of imagining his own retrospective view of his life. You have some great photos, too.
ReplyDeleteThank you! I appreciate the feedback!
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