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Adventures Of John Lee Pinegar and Susan Mariah Goodman

Copyright 2008 Kent Pinegar. 

Anyone remotely related to Lee and Suzy can use this as they wish.  Anyone else that wants to use it has to buy a relative of mine a beer.  

This is simply a place for us, the ancestors, and relatives, of Lee and Suzy to document what we know and remember about them.  Please forgive the mixed literary style and perspective.  I will add what I am sent - unless you specifically don't want something mentioned here - and clean it up as I have time.

John Lee Pinegar

John Lee Pinegar

John Lee Pinegar was born 31 Oct 1889, in Berryville, Carroll County, Arkansas.  His parents were William Franklin Pinegar and Mary Elizabeth High. 

     Wesley told me that William was a blacksmith, and that he and Lee made buggies, and were quite good at it.  They moved to moved to Texas because people started buying cars.  William decided to become a farmer, but since the area around Berryville is very hilly, he decided to move to Texas.  Tyler Texas had become the new SOUTH, Paris was cotton country, and so WF gave up the blacksmith trade and became a FARMER.  He had enough kids and didn't need to hire workers to raise cotton.  This would have been most likely in 1905, because Mary Agnes died in Lamar County, TX in 1907.  Marcela died in 1905, but I don't have any record on where she was buried (a search at the Lamar county Genealoical Society does not show a Marcela Pinegar).  I don't have good records on where most of William's kids were born.  Probably all, except Marcela and Mary Agnes, were born in Carroll County, AR.  My Dad told me William was a nice man and that he was a Sheriff in Arkansas.  I cannot confirm the Sheriff part.

    Lou wrote the following in a little diary for Janna: 

    He [Lee] lived in Arkansas and visited a friend in Missouri.  He was to be home by dark.  The lived close to the state line.  He had the opportunity to go as far as the third grade.  He studied our books and helped our oldest sister [Willie] with her school work.  He was good at practical math.  He lived close to several cousins in Arkansas and kept in contact.  We visited, at different times, Tom High, his Mother's brother visited us in Oklahoma.  He was a story teller and entertaining.  John Lee's father, William Franklin, and wife moved to Paris, Texas, in 1905.  Lee was fourteen when the moved.

These are Lee's parents, William Franklin Pinegar and Mary Elizabeth High.  

Here is Lee, his Parents, Emma, and Erma on Mary's lap, in Arkansas.  Lee looks around 5, so this picture could be from 1894.

Here is a school picture from Arkansas.  Lee is in there somewhere.  I don't know the name of the school or when this picture was taken.  I, and Janice, noticed that the little boy in the front row, seventh from the left looks like Lee in the other picture.

Here is another picture from Wesley.  Lee and Emma are third and fourth from the right, respectively.  William is seventh, in hat.  Mary and Erma are eleventh.  This is probably also in Arkansas.


Here is a picture of William, with his second wife, Jennie Holman, and the combined families.  It was taken at the farm where they were living.  It was taken just as Dan was leaving to go into the army (WW1).  The family gathered to send him off .  Lee and Susie were already married.  According to Wes, Lee and his father married at about the same time the same year -- ca Jul 1913.

Lee and his brothers.  

Susan Mariah Goodman

Susan Mariah Goodman

Susan was born 24 Dec 1894, in Maxey, Lamar County, Texas.  (I thought for the longest time she was born in Camp Maxey.  However, Camp Maxey was not created until 1942.)  Her parents were George Washington Goodman and Sarah Jane Adams.  What did GW do for a living?  Linda told me that Suzy showed her on a trip to Broken Bow, OK, the spot where her and her family spent the night outside Broken Bow in a covered wagon, when she was a little girl.  Linda guessed they must have been traveling back from Missouri, to Lamar County. 


Here is a picture of Suzy and her family.  Suzy is at the front in the middle.  

Lee and Suzy Together

Lee and Suzy got married 29 July 1913, in Lamar County, TX (I assume)  Where did they live after they got married?  What did Lee do for a living?

From Janice: One of the last times we were in Paris while Grandpa was living we were in the car ready to leave.  He came out to the car to talk.  He was telling us about when he and Grandma decided to get married.  He said that he had met Susie Goodman and she didn't have a Mother and he needed someone to cook for him.  He said there was a man that had a house and was going to be away for a while and he told Grandpa they could stay there and use all of his things until he returned.  They got married, and this is what they did. 

Lee and Suzy had the following children before leaving Texas; Willie Lee was born on 18 May 1914, in Caviness, Lamar Co., TX; Charles Eugene was born on 15 Jan 1916, in Powderly, Lamar Co., TX (delivered by Lee and his brother, Dan); Katy Jimmie Dee, was born on 11 Jun 1918, in Powderly, Lamar Co., TX; Sibyl Esta, was born on 10 Jun 1920, in Detroit, TX; Roy Earl was born on 7 Aug 1922, in Detroit, TX. 


The story goes that Lee walked from the Paris, TX, area to Three Sands, Kay County, OK, because he heard there was work there.  Wes told my Mother that Lee hopped a train and got off North of Three Sands somewhere and walked back to get a job.  Lee started working for Dutch Royal Shell in May, 1923.  Three Sands was a typical oil boom town with a rich and slippery reputation.  Apparently he told Lou, that he told Grandma Suzy that he had a little white house for her to live in so she took a train and went to Three Sands with 5 little kids.  When she got there the little white house turned out to be a tent.  Grandpa Lee said he knew if he had told her it was a tent she would not have come.  My Cousin Linda Epperson remembers Grandpa Lee telling her the same story.  Aunt Lou did tell Linda that in time they did get a house, and after she was born, and a very small child it caught fire, and burned almost everything they had.  Grandmother Suzy said Aunt Lou almost died in the fire because everyone thought she was out.  They did live in a tent for a short time after that.  They lived in Shell Oil company housing.  Aunt Lou took Linda to the approximate location where she was born.  According to Lou it was on the "Ray See" farm (a map from a book on the Three Sands area has a "J.W. See" farm. This area was called the "Tank Farm."  It is a field now.  See the map below.

Lee and Suzy had the following children in Oklahoma: Janna Lou, was born on 6 Aug 1924, in Three Sands Twp., Noble Co., OK; John Thomas, was born on 28 Apr 1926, in Glenrose Twp., Noble Co., OK; Wesley Frank, was born on 13 Apr 1930, in Billings, Noble Co., OK.  I have that Janna Lou and John were born in Noble Co., but Three Sands was on the border of Kay (North) and Noble (South) counties. 

Kay County Platt 25 North, 1 West
Here is a map showing the section of Kay County that included Three Sands and Tonkawa.  
Noble 24 North, 1 West
Here is a map of the area just South of Three Sands, in Noble County.  


Here is a map from a book on Three Sands area.  It shows the J. W. See farm on lower left.

I found this picture of Three Sands on the internet at  (I hope they don't mind me using it.)

This picture I found in a book, Ponca City and Kay County Boom Towns, by Clyda R.  Franks.  It isn't Shell housing, but I am assuming it is typical.  The picture is apparently from 1923, which is when Lee started with Shell. 

    I know that Lee worked for Shell (actually Royal Dutch Shell) Oil Company for at least 25 years.  I have his retirement watch and it has 25 years in 1948.  Accord to my Dad, Lee was a mechanic.

Here is a picture of Lee standing next to the shop he worked in.

Here is another picture Willie had.  This is a Shell Oil Company Reunion.  No indication of when or where.  Lee is just to the right of center, sitting down and third from the post.  You may need to open this picture in another window to see him.

From Janice: They lived in Tonkawa when Lou started first grade.  I'm not sure how many years she went there.  They rented a house that I believe I remember her saying was on 3rd street.(?) She showed it to me one time and it was a fairly nice house.  He also rented the two story house in the country and they lived there in the summers.  After a few years the kids begged him to stay in the country because that was where they liked living the best and not move back to town for the winter so he finally gave up and they stayed there. 


This is a picture of their house near Billings.  I assume that is their car in back.  What year was this taken?

According to Uncle Wesley, they lived in Tonkawa, so the girls could go to Jr. College and highschool, and also on the farm near Billings, Noble County, OK.  According to Wes they lived in both places, at the same time.   They then moved to Billings.

From Wes: Willie,  Jimmie, Sibyl were already gone when we moved to Billings.  The story Thomas told about milking cows was when we moved to Billings from the farm.  Lee knew the place was for sale but waited to long to buy it himself and someone else bought it.  We had to move.  Uncle Frank and Hazel were living in Billings above a grocery store there were several rooms and we moved in with them untill we (Lee) found a place to live.  He had several head of cattle that had to be moved and rented a place East of Billings. The older boys stayed there for a time and milked the cows.  Wes had just finished the 2nd Grade and would have been 8 that April, and Thomas would have been 12 years old. Uncle Dan may have been there, it was about this time that he and Eugene went out West and worked for a couple years.  The milk was being bottled and sold at a icehouse just down the street from where we lived.  They were spending more for the milk bottles than they were making off the milk -- it only lasted a couple months.

Linda tells me Gene broke his leg when he was about 15 and Suzy set it - one tough lady.  Somewhere in here my Dad (John Thomas), Janna Lou, and Wesley Frank, went to the Banner School.  Wesley and My Dad did not go to Glenrose school.

Wesley also told me that when he was around five years old he remembered Lee had a forge.  It was something like a barbeque, round rather flat and had a blower for keeping the colds glowing.  Wesley's job was cranking the blower while Lee did what ever a blacksmith does.  We were living on the farm next to the Belmons at the time. 


I don't know when this picture was taken, but it must have been no earlier than 1936.  My Father, John Thomas in the back on the left, Janna Lou is third from left in back, and Wesley Frank is third from left in front of Janna Lou.  

Uncle Wes sent me this picture from the Glenrose school.  He didn't see my Dad in it.  Roy Pinegar is bottom row second from left, Sibyl is #7, Jimmie is second row #8 , Eugene is third row  # 5 and Willie is # 6.
Janna Lou isn't in the picture and she is two years older
than Thomas.   Henry Bellmon is bottom row four from left and he was in the fourth grade.  Since Henry Bellmon was born in 1921, this picture was taken in 1931 or 1932.  My Dad would have been 5 or 6.  This picture was also included in the book by Henry Bellmon, and his Daughter, Pat, about him.

(Janice said that according to Lou the kids didn't go to Glenrose School.  The Methodist Church used the building for Services, and this is where they went.  They went to Banner School.)

    Here is a description of where they are located, from Janice:  The Glenrose School Building is on the same road the Pinegar Farm house is located on.  It is North of the house on the east side of the road.(across the road diagonally).  It is on the corner of Highway 11.  Eleven runs east and west.  I don't know the name of the road that runs past the house.  The house originally sat 1 3/4 miles south of the present location.  Banner was approx south of their house. 

Brush with history:  One of our parents closest set of friends were the Bellmons.  Suzy cooked for all of them.  One of the Bellmon's, Henry, became the Governor and Senator of Oklahoma.  I clearly remeber visiting the Governors mansion in OKC after Henry was first elected and jump on their trampolene in the back yard under the trees.  I also remember the Lincoln Continental Lemos with the electric windows -- cool.

Back to Texas.  Right now we are really sure of the date Lee and Suzy moved back to Paris.  It was before my Parents were married, Nov 1949.  Linda told me that Tom does remember the trip to Paris with my parents before they were married.  He said that he was painting the kitchen, and Grace and Gene came over and wanted them to go to Texas with them, and my parents.  He had just purchased a new Nash, which was a big roomy car.  So, Tom put up his paint brushes and away they went....down to Stillwater and picked my parents up.  He said he remembered that my Mom slept with Suzy.  Linda remembers Suzy staying with her while Lou was in the hospital with Janice.  Tom also remembered that when he called Suzy, to tell her Janice was born, she was confused about which end of the receiver to put to her ear and could not hear him clearly until he told her to turn it around because she was using the wrong end to listen into.  He thought it was because she was used to the old fashion phone.  This is how Janice and Tom remember the move back to Texas:  When Lee and Suzy moved from Billings, they moved to "the farm" south of Paris (Where is this?).  Grandpa hired one of the Belmon boys to move their things down to Paris.  For some reason, they moved from that house to a white house in town, referred to by some as the Ghost House (Linda said it was a real big old house that was in pretty bad shape, so they called it the Ghost House.) 

From there they moved to Graham Street.  Janice mentioned they had the television that had a magnifier on the front of it that they used in this house.  (I have the television, it does not work, but the oil filled magnifying lens is great for a little boy to burn ants.)  This is the house with the weird bathroom.  It was off the kitchen.  It only had a stool and tub.  You still had to wash your hands in a wash pan.  That bothered Janice! There was a curtain for a door.  Linda remembers thinking people will hear her going to the bathroom -- Well, Linda they did!  Not!  Janice's main memory of this house is sitting in the kitchen and Grandma letting her cut strips of pie dough, put salt on it, and bake it.  That is special memory.  Out behind the house was a building with at least two "apartments".  They were connected like a duplex.  Kinda of trashy Janice recalls.  Earl Holman (Grandpa's half brother) lived in one and a man named Mr.  Blessingame lived in the other.  Janice remembers Nancy and her playing in the one Earl lived in after he moved out. 

Next Lee and Suzy moved to a house on Shiloh Street.  (This is the correct spelling, like the Battle of Shiloh.)  This was a horrible old trashy place.  Janice has no idea why they even moved there.  Janice and her family went by one time and Grandma was gone to one of her brother's funerals. 

After this, they moved to the home north of Paris.  Now I don't really remember this, but the window panes in the living room were really thick and wavy.  This is because they were the original panes from the time that part of the house was built.  Grandma told Janice that they were over a hundred years old.  Also, their house had a tin roof....  it wasn't on a foundation, but on wooden support posts.  I remember the last house they lived in very well.  The forest tapestry in the South bedroom, the amoire, and the iron beds.  There were a couple of old oval shaped pictures on the North wall.  My Dad and I painted the little room right outside the bathroom.  I also remember the old piano, the table and side table (I last saw them at Willie's house in Wilson).  My Dad restored the rocker and sofa, with the wicker backs.  Those things were made out of the most beautiful birds-eye Maple.  My mother still has them.  Seems like my Dad and I also put up a TV antenna on the chimney.  I also remember the chicken coop and Lee's chicken feed barrel -- which was full of Whiskey bottles.  Once, my parents got us little chickens for Easter.  I picked the one with two or three little black spots.  Well, soon they were too big to keep in our back yard, so we took them to Lee and Suzy's.  My chicken became a big old rooster, which killed the other rosters and attacked Suzy -- took a hunk out of her hand.  Well, a little later that year we were visiting.  There wasn't enough room in the house and it was hot (really?), so my Dad and Tracy slept in the back of our old '63 Chevy pickup truck.  The next morning, Tracy was sitting on the back of the truck.  My Dad said he saw the rooster circling the truck, and looking at Tracy.  So, my Dad picked up a tire tool and waited.  Sure enough, the rooster went for Tracy.  Needless to say, we had rooster for lunch.  I also remember Lee sharpening his ax to help prepare the lunch.  You know the saying "Running around like a chicken with it's head cut of" is true!

One other time, one of Lee's dogs bit Tracy on the ear.   Lee was going to shoot it right then and there.  Dad convinced him to wait, to see if it had rabies.  Lee shot it after we left anyway. 

Let's see what else: The National Geographics, tons of them,  the wasps in the garden room,  the sandy floor, Suzy's cooking,  the pantry with the curtain, and the metal sink.  I played a lot on the long dirt driveway to the North of the house.  Every time we went down, Lee piled up brush to burn for Tracy, we went home smelling like smoke almost every time.  A couple of time there were a few un-fired bullets in the brush.  We were lucky no one got shot.  What about Uncle Dan's home brew beer?  Suzy would shake it up before she drank it, claimed the dregs were good for her.  What was that white stuff at the bottom? We used to go through Hugo and buy Suzy some beer.  I remember Lee had a persimmon tree next to the chicken pen, I still like them.  My Dad also introduced me to "piss" ants at Lee's.  Not to be confused with "fire" ants.  Janice also remembers being told how Grandma decided to drive somewhere and wound up in a ditch.  Janice thinks that is when she gave up trying.  Here is another driving story.  One time Lee was driving me, and someone else, to the lake.  He ran over a snake and said that snakes would jump up into the engine compartment and then crawl through a hole in the firewall to get you.  I still think of that when I run over a snake or hose on the road.  I don't remember this, but Grandma and Grandpa had separate vegetable gardens.  Grandma chose hers north of the house more on a hill and his was south of the house down by the creek -- I remember that one.  Her's had hard dry soil and his was softer and more lush because of the creek.  Grandma used an old hand plow on hers.  Janice believes this all began because of an argument between Grandma and Grandpa about where their garden should be.  Were they stubborn or what?

The End

    Grandpa Lee left us first on 29 Aug 1976, I remember this.  There was a wake in the funeral home.  My Dad told me that Lee had said, just two weeks before he died, that he had made peace with God and was ready to go.  My Dad had spent a lot of time with Lee in the end.  He would come home every so often, to take care of his family, but one weekend Lee died.  My Dad was sad about that, but he told me that if we are not there when someone dies, don't worry about it, because God knows who can handle it.  Maybe that is why I didn't feel bad about me not being there when my Dad died in Minnesota, at the Mayo Clinic.  Alison made it, she had the resources to get there in time, and Tracy and Lynn drove all night, but got there the morning after -- God bless them for trying.  But, I always remember what Dad told me about who would be there, maybe he knew. 

    Grandma Suzy lived with Aunt Willie in Wilson, OK, until she died 24 Nov 1987.  I remember that Flora and I lived in Albuquerque, NM at the time and there was a huge ice storm East of the mountains so I could not make it to her funeral.  Janice tells me that her and Linda also didn't attend Grandma's funeral.  The morning they were going to leave, it came a big snowstorm here.  Our husbands decided it wouldn't be safe for us to all be out on the roads so we stayed home.     The are both buried in Mt.  Tabor Cemetery, Caviness, Lamar County, TX.  There was a small white wood church there (I know because I was in it a couple of times), but it was gone the last time I was there in 1996. 

Here is a little shadow box Flora and I put together.  The retirement watch and service pin, Wesley gave to me for safe keeping (I am honored).  The other stuff was from a box that my Dad had, that he said was from a house that burned down.  

Here is a picture of the box my Dad had -- mentioned above.  


This is where I am going to put our little memories of Lee and Suzy.  If I get something mixed up, sorry, let me know and I will fix it.

From Janice:
    One time we were visiting at the house in the country and Willies family was there too.  All of the kids decided to go across the road to the sand pit and hunt for rocks and Grandma went with us.  After we had been there a while Grandma found a yucca plant.  She decided she wanted to plant it in her yard and was going to pull it up.  She bent over and started pulling on it but it was really stuck.  She pulled really hard and when it came out of the ground she fell back and landed right on her rump! At first we were scared, but Grandma started laughing really hard and we did too! She lay back on the ground and laughed for a long time, then we had to pull her up off the ground.  That's the only time I ever really heard her have a long good laugh.    When I was a teenager we were visiting and I slept with Grandma in the iron bed in the bedroom that had the two double beds in it.  It was so hot and the window was open and you could hear all of the night noises and smell that horrible old stinky sewer smell....  I couldn't sleep.  After a while I felt something run across me on the bed.  I think I was awake most of the night after that.  The next morning I was telling everyone about the something in the bed and Grandma said "Oh there was a mouse in there the other night, that was probably what it was".  She was all nonchalant about it.  I don't think I slept for the rest of the visit! I wasn't used to bed partners of any type Ha!

    Another night time memory...  One night we were all in bed asleep and were awakened by dogs barking and growling under the house and beneath the bedroom where we were sleeping.  We heard Grandpa get up and go outside and Daddy got up and went out too.  An Armadillo had gotten under the house and the dogs had ran in after it.  A fight ensued with the dogs hitting the floorboards, making an awful noise.  We heard Daddy yell "Lee don't shoot!!!! The girls are asleep in the bed right on top of them!!" Grandpa had his shotgun and was going to blast it under the house!

    I can remember the last trip Grandpa made to Ponca while he was still driving.  If my memory serves me right he had been to Missouri to go to a funeral.  I think it was an Uncle.  He came back through Ponca and went to Gene and Graces house and we went over there.  He was going to spend the night here before he went on home.  Linda and I wanted him to stay at our house, and Earl and Danny wanted him to stay there.  Grandpa flipped a coin to decide.Genes house won.  Linda and I were so disappointed.  I can't remember Grandpa ever being at our house, although I'm sure he must have been.     Janice also remembers being told how Grandma decided to drive somewhere and wound up in a ditch.  Janice thinks that is when she gave up trying.  Here is another driving story, from the author.  One time Lee was driving me, and someone else, to the lake.  He ran over a snake and said that snakes would jump up into the engine compartment and then crawl through a hole in the firewall to get you.  I still think of that when I run over a snake or hose on the road.  
    Grandma and Grandpa used to have an old Sheepdog.  His name was Max.  I believe that this dog was originally Roy and Glad's dog.  (?) We went to visit and poor Max was hardly able to walk.  It was of course hot and humid and he had heavy fur.  He spent his days roaming the woods.  My Dad got his pocket knife and some scissors and started cutting Max's matted fur off.  Embedded in the fur he found sticks, a piece of wire, a clothespin etc.  When he was through, the dog got up and walked off just fine.  Poor dog was weighted down.   

    When I was in high school I took my closest friend with us to Texas.  One morning at the crack of Dawn Grandpa came in and woke us up.  He told us to get dressed and come with him because he had something he wanted to show us.  He took us down to his garden.  The fence on the south end was totally covered with blooming Blue Morning Glories.  It was beautiful.  I will always think of my Grandpa when I see them, and have periodically planted them on my south fence in his honor. 

    Also, on this trip Grandpa was taking us somewhere up the road.  He was driving and my Dad was in the front with him.  Grandpa was driving pretty fast and turning the steering wheel back and forth as he always did.  He began telling my Dad that a mouse has gotten in the Glove Compartment the day before and eaten his cigarettes...  you can imagine two girls getting pretty freaked out, so we put our feet up in the seat just in case that mouse came crawling out.  About that time Grandpa was flying down the road,  hit a bump, and my friend flew up and hit her head on the car roof! We sometimes still laugh about that.  She learned what it was like to "rough it" that summer.   

    One of my very best memories of my Grandpa was him telling me to come down to the garden because he had something for me.  He reached down and picked a watermelon.  He said he had grown it just for me and had been waiting on me to come so we could eat it.  (Of course this was one of his many tall tales ! ) He had a little enamel topped table down there, laid the watermelon on it, picked up a butcher knife (probably filthy) and whacked the watermelon like you would do with a Samurai Sword.  The melon split open.  He reached down underneath the table and pulled out a salt shaker.  We stood there and ate watermelon and I felt like the most special kid in the world.  He had a way of making you feel that way.   

    One year we visited them a couple of days before Christmas.  I was nine years old at the time.  We were on our way to Tyler to spend the actual holiday with my Dads family.  There was snow on the ground and driving down the road to their house there were several Cardinals in the trees.  It was so pretty and really felt like Christmas.  We had taken gifts, and those Chocolate Drop candies that you only see for sale at Christmas.  Mother said Grandpa used to buy them and he called them Christmas Chocolates.  That evening we all sat in the living room with the fire lit.  As we were talking, Grandpa leaned forward and spit clear across the room and into the fire, making it sizzle.  He reared back and laughed.  He said he had been practicing that so he could show us when we got there!  We had taken mixed nuts with us, and he got a brick and set it by the fireplace and let Linda and I hit the nuts with a hammer and throw the shells in the fire.  I'm sure we made a huge mess, but that didn't matter.  I guess that was the most "Old Fashioned" Christmas I ever spent, but I wouldn't trade the memories for anything.   

    Another Grandpa memory is sitting at the kitchen table early in the morning and him coming in the back door with a little wire basket with some wild Strawberries and blackberries he had just wandered off somewhere and picked.  That man must have know all the woods down there by heart.  I remember waking up in the wee hours and him being in the kitchen cooking sausage and eggs.  The smell would drift back into the bedroom.  He would cook and eat them, then go back to bed.  My Dad said he got up one time and ate with him and it didn't taste near as good as it smelled cooking.  Grandpa would cook the eggs in the sausage grease, put the eggs on the plate, then pour the grease over them.   

    I can even remember your brother Tracy getting up in the morning when he was barely walking and sitting in my lap.  He peed through his sleepers and onto my leg!!  I probably remember it because of the trauma! Nothing like hot pee! I need to thank him for that one!

    Mother said one time Grandpa gave her a large jar of peanut butter and told her to hide it so she would have something to make your Dad's, Wesley's and her school sandwiches with.  She more or less had the responsibility of her little brothers.  She said she got them up, dressed them, fed them breakfast and saw that they got to school.  They also all slept together at night.  She always talked about your Dad and Wesley with a special love for them.  I think she felt somewhat like a Mother to them.  Uncle Wesley referred to her as his second Mama and still does.  [I seem to remember something about this --  Kent.]

From Linda: 

    Linda remembers Suzy staying with her while Lou was in the hospital with Janice.  Tom also remembered that when he called Suzy, to tell her Janice was born, she was confused about which end of the receiver to put to her ear and could not hear him clearly until he told her to turn it around because she was using the wrong end to listen into.  He thought it was because she was used to the old fashion phone.

Here is something funny. Daddy reminded Janice of this today and I can remember mother telling about it. On a Thanksgiving when they still lived in Billings, Grandpa bought a turkey.  It weighed about 25 pounds.  It was to big for the oven and there was no pan large enough to cook it in.  They built a fire outside and put it in the wash tub and cooked it. Daddy said he could remember it turning out good.  Wonder how many people was there to eat it??
Reminds me of the oversize hot water tank Grandpa bought for the the house on the farm.  That thing was huge! He said they never had enough hot water and he wanted to make sure they never ran out! ha Remember it was in the bathroom

From Jill: 

    I have a story to share as a great grandchild about grandma Suzy. She had come to visit one year, staying with my grandparents. Grandpa had given me a very large owl that you could hang outside to scare the birds away. They used  them down in the Conoco refinery. Well, grandma Suzy had come to our house, saw that owl and her face lit up like a Christmas tree! She was pretty demented at this time. She kept laughing, saying "woo, Woo". I gave grandma Suzy that old owl. I can remember her getting in the back seat of grandma and grandpa's car, holding the owl like it was a baby. Driving away, saying "Woo, Woo!". She was so cute.
    Another story, was a time when we went to visit grandpa and Grandma Suzy's house on the farm and had walked down to the lake. I was very, young. Probably about three or four. I can remember milking the cows, completely grossed out! I also fell down by the lake and got a rock in my knee. To this day, I still have a small rock in my right knee cap that has never came out! I guess you can say I have a little bit of Paris, Texas that I carry with me at all times.

From Janna:
    I remember we went as a family to Paris. Grandpa Lee's farm assistant took me, Jill and my father and taught us girls how to milk a cow. After we finished we took the milk to grandma Suzy and she taught Jill and I how to churn butter. Jill and I remember it to this day.  Also, Jill and I remember Grandpa Lee getting out of his "death" bed to see us.  He said, I know you kids aren't having much fun so let's have some fun. He got out a homemade toilet paper shooter and was "chasing" us with flying toilet paper wads.

A Couple of Funny Stories From Tom Buster -- Thanks. 

Lee Pinegar was quite a prankster. 

    One hot summer day, I rode my bike down where Uncle Lee & Aunt Suzie were building their home near the old Cado community.  I had been there about half an hour, when Uncle Lee asked me if I would like a drink of water.   He got a cup and had me follow him into the bathroom where he then flushed the stool and then dipped a cup of water from the stool.  As he handed me the cup he said, “There you go, it’s nice and cool”.  Of course I wouldn’t take a drink.  He then took the cup of water and gulped it down.  About that time, Aunt Susie said “Oh Lee” and had me come into the kitchen where she got me a glass of water.  She told me that all the plumbing in the bath was brand new and had never been used.  Uncle Lee was in the other room laughing his head off. 

    Another time I was helping Uncle Dan (Lee’s brother) hand dig a water well.  Dan would lower me down the hole on a rope that was attached to his old truck.  I would fill a bucket with dirt and he then would haul me back to the top and dump the dirt.  I was down several feet when I noticed a funny smell down in the hole.  Dan had me get out of the hole because he thought it may be gas.  We told Uncle Lee about the smell.  He told us to roll up a bunch of news paper, set it on fire and throw it into the well.  If there is any gas in there it will burn out.  Like a couple fools, we did what he said.  Nothing happened, except the paper laid at the bottom until it burned out, filling the well with smoke.  We couldn’t get back down the hole for two days for the smoke.  Uncle Lee said, “You fools, there isn’t going to be any gas in that hole and if there was you would had blown your heads off “.  Needless to say he was laughing the whole time. 

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