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| Notes for Eldredge Bryan CRENSHAW Sr. | |||||||||||||||
| The following mini-bio28 was provided by daughter of E.B. Crenshaw, Sr., who wishes to remain anonymous: Daddy delivered kerosene on the northside of St.Petersburg to Filling stations (that is what they used to be called) and to neighborhood stores. Lots of people used kerosene for both cooking and heating. During the depression few people could afford large tanks. Actually we probably only used about 100 gallons or less a year for heating. He came home for lunch quite often. When I started getting hungry. I would go down to the corner and wait for him. He would stop and give me a ride in the truck up to the front of the house. I remember combing and brushing his black hair (with just a little grey)when I was very young. He added an addition off our kitchen with lumber he had taken from a small house he demolished (I think it might have been the garage sized house on the lot down the street they owned). Just months before he got sick, he had bought a house down towards ninth street and spent all his spare time fixing it up that summer.. Daddy knew a lot of people and was a very socialable [sic] person. When Hesco and I were planning on getting married, Hesco was talking to Judge Fisher (he was on the school board or a trustee at Lealman) and Judge Fisher told Hesco he remembered my father. Daddy worked with Oliver Lovelace at Gulf Oil. I remermber [sic] going to Oliver's parents Goosepond rose garden. Daddy worked part time at a Movie Theater (Picture Show) on 9th St. near 28th Ave. for a short while. When we got inside I wondered where the pictures were because I didn't see them anywhere. That was the first time I every saw a Mickey Mouse cartoon. I really didn"t understand what it was all about. I rem[em]ber Daddy making potato wine and elderberry wine. I think he only made each once or twice. Mom and Dad played pinocle or other card games, mostly with winter visitors. Daddy was always slender. He was very thoughtful of others. He gave some gold coins to some of Mother's family when we were visiting. He gave his old Underwood typewriter to Uncle Fred when he and Aunt Nell were going to college one summer. He thought of mother's family as his own. ...Daddy also had blue eyes but were not clear solid blue. I have eyes similar to his. Daddy wore large rather narrow shoes. He wouldn't let me go barefooted after I started to school nor would he let me wear overalls or slacks. [End of e-mail transcription] "Your grandfather [written to EBCIII] got $30.03 from her [Clarinda Crenshaw Fuqua's] estate."29 | |||||||||||||||
| Last Modified 31 Aug 2001 | Created 30 May 2007 by E. Bryan Crenshaw III |