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Reflections

Fifty-Three Year Marriage Starts With Hitch

By Charles Cooper


Hello everyone, hope you’re having a good week.  
Last week it was fortunate that Jack had the column as I had fallen and broke my arm and didn’t feel like doing any interviews.  This week my friend, Kathryn Morgan in Dayton, Ohio who writes me from time to time, sent me the profile for this week.  
It was after World War II and Valley men were returning home. Jimmie Katherine Woods and her family were driving down the street when they saw this soldier walking with his duffel bag on his shoulder and offered him a ride. He told them he was Stanley Morgan, son of Henry Morgan, a local businessman.  Shortly after they started dating and six months later, in September 1946, they were married.  Their son, Steve was born in July 1948 just before Stanley started classes at Mississippi State where they lived on campus in Veterans Village.
Since Stanley had credits from the University of Alabama in A.S.T.P. earned after he joined the Army, he finished three years later, in 1951, with a degree in electrical engineering.
He worked first for Westing-house in Buffalo, N.Y., then  14 years for Eaton Corp. in Cleve-land, Ohio, where he retired.      They had 53 years together until Stanley passed away in 1999 in Nash-ville, Tenn.  She moved to Dayton, Ohio, where she has two children. She lives alone, drives her car to church and the store, lunches with friends, does water aerobics once a week and enjoys her retirement.  
I was saddened recently by the death of long time friend, Winfred McCain. We go back to our days at Camp Ground and in our late teens he made up the foursome that included Jim Peacock, Kenny Burk and me.  He sent me emails from time to time and on what was his last trip back here, we had lunch together.  My condolences to James Robert and the rest of his family.  
On a happier note, our great granddaughter, Sofia Kovac had her first birthday  Wednesday and our great grandson, Edward, was four on the 31st.  
I’m not trying to intrude on Betty’s turf but ever since I’ve lived here I’ve been hearing people talk about the great hamburgers at Dunn’s country store in Sylva Rena and Thursday I had a chance to try one. They are everything that’s been said about them and more. Friday Lupe and I decided to try the catfish and they were great.  We got to meet Gene Dunn and some of his staff who are all  great people and I’m glad we have them in driving distance of our community.  Sorry this column is short but using one hand on the keyboard is a little tiring.
Let me hear from you at cncooper1@hotmail.com or write me at P.O. Box 613189 Memphis, TN 38101 and have a great week.

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