Amanuensis Monday – Willis Washington Jones Death Certificate

After years of hunting, gathering, and collecting family information, and many attempts at getting it organized, I’m going back through it with an eye to getting it done right this time.  Some of these files were entered, several years ago, into a FamilyTreeMaker database file that all disappeared when I updated my program, so it took me awhile to decide to start over and enter all my data into another program!!

Willis Washington Jones Death Certificate

OKLAHOMA STANDARD CERTIFICATE OF DEATH

PLACE OF DEATH (County):  Creek                       STATE OF OKLAHOMA.  Registered No: 2055 (Lewis)

Village:            (blank)                                                 (453 stamped in crossways here)

Township: (blank)

City: Sapulpa                          No. (handwritten numbers – 19 – 429)

FULL NAME:  Willis W. Jones (handwritten – 520)

(a) Residence No. (blank)                   St. (blank)                    Ward (blank)

PERSONAL AND STATISTICAL PARTICULARS

3. SEX: Male
   4. COLOR OR RACE: White
   5. SINGLE: Widow
4. IF MARRIED, wife or husband
   7. DATE OF BIRTH: March 5th, 1853
5. AGE: 76 Years, 6 Months, 21 Days
6. OCCUPATION OF DECEASED: Retired
7. BIRTHPLACE: KY
8. BIRTHPLACE OF FFATHER: UNKNOWN
9. MAIDEN NAME OF MOTHER: (BLANK)
10. BIRTHPLACE OF MOTHER: (BLANK)
11. INFORMANT: W. L. JONES

ADDRESS: Mankato, Kansas

15. FILED: 10-17-29 Mrs. C. W. Duncan (Registrar)

MEDICAL CERTIFICATE OF DEATH

16. DATE OF DEATH: Sept 26th, 1929
17. I hereby certify that I attended deceased From Sept 26, 1929 to Sept 26, 1929.

that I last haw him alive on Sept 26, 1929 and that death occurred on the above

date, at 11:00 P.M.

The CAUSE OF DEATH:  Apoplexy    Duration:  One day

18. Where was disease contracted: (blank)

did an operation precede death:  NO

Was there an autopsy:  NO

Signed:  R. K. Lewis
Address:  Sapulpa, Okla

19. PLACE OF BURIAL: South Heights DATE of BURIAL: 9/28TH 1929
20. UNDERTAKER: Lewis Landrith ADDRESS: Sapulpa

State Department of Health
State of Oklahoma
Oklahoma City, Oklahoma 73152

December 09 1997

Willis Second Wife Eliza Clark Jones Death Certificate:
http://www.familytreewriter.com/2018/01/amanuensis-monday-eliza-clark-jones-arkansas-death-certificate/

Willis daughter, Myrtle, buried in Osborne Township Cemetery, Mayfield, Kansas

Willis’ half-sister, Bettie Crabb, buried in Glasgow, Kentucky
http://www.familytreewriter.com/2010/04/tombstone-tuesday-bettie-crabb-barren-county-kentucky/

Willis’ step-father, J. R. U. Crabb, buried next to Bettie Crabb in Glasgow, Kentucky.
http://www.familytreewriter.com/2009/11/tombstone-tuesday-j-r-u-crabb-barren-county-kentucky/

Willis’ mother, Elizabeth Laird Jones Crabb
http://www.familytreewriter.com/2009/09/tombstone-tuesday-elizabeth-laird-crabb/

Ralph Stocking Obituary
Wellington Daily News
28 January 1963; page 1

Transcription:

Former county commissioner succumbs today

Ralph Stocking, 80, of 1309 North Blaine, a former Sumner County commissioner, died early today in a local hospital where he had been only a short time.

He was born May 17, 1882 at Mayfield. A number of years ago he operated the Merchant’s Delivery Service in Wellington. He was engaged in farming for many years, living just west of Wellington on Highway 160 before moving to Wellington about 10 years ago. He served as a county commissioner of the first district. He was also engaged in the insurance business. He was a member of the First Methodist church.

Survivors include his wife, Dora M., of the home; two sons, Edwin Stocking, Palo Alto, Calf., a brother, John L. Stocking, Kansas City, Mo., and six grandchildren.

Funeral services will be held at the First Methodist Church with burial in Prairie Lawn cemetery. Arrangements were incomplete today and will be announced later by the Fisher Mortuary where friends may call.

Harold “Jiggs” Stocking and baby daughter, Sherry Lynn

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Some time back, shortly after my Aunt Frances (Stocking) Hill passed away, her daughter Phyllis brought me a suitcase of her mother’s photographs, papers,  and other memorabilia.

I  looked through it several times, even scanned a a few of the pictures and shared some with family, but I’m ashamed to say that I’m just now getting the rest of them sorted.

It’s a big suitcase.

It’s going to take awhile to sort, scan, and add the  information and photos to my family tree program.

Once the sorting and scanning is done, I’m sending the photos to the different branches of our family by sending them to the folks that are in them, or the children of those in them.

One such treasure, a postcard from my Uncle Frank (a.k.a. “Pike”) to his sister, my Aunt Frances, was postmarked 19 September 1945, U. S. Navy, U. S. S. Ticonderoga.

Frank Stocking Postcard to sister Frances Stocking Hill

Postcard written from Frank Stocking to his sister, Frances Stocking Hill

Transcription of the Postcard:

Lt. (JG) Frank Stocking
USS Ticonderoga (CV14)
c/o FPO
San Francisco, Calif

Postcard – Postmarked U. S. Navy – Sep 19 1945
Addressed to: Mrs. Marshall W. Hill
Hill General Electric
Arkansas City,
Kansas

Well, I’m ready to start home for discharge. Probably be sometime before I get home but I leave Tokyo Bay soon.

I got this card from a Jap lady on the streets of Tokyo who speaks English about like I speak Japanese, anyway you can read all about it on the other side.

Love,
Pike

I loved finding this post card and if I can get the rest of his daughter’s family’s photographs packed up this will be on its way home to my Uncle Frank’s daughters.

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Day 7 – 365 Days of Memories – Was My Face Red!

Question for Today:  What was Your Most Embarrassing Teen-Age Moment?

I decided before I began this journey down Memory Lane that  I didn’t want to write in a linear fashion that began with birth and continued through my life.  When a memory popped into my mind I wanted to grab it right then and commit it to paper.

So here goes…  My most embarrassing teen-age moment.

I think I was fifteen.  Maybe sixteen.

It involved a brand-new pair of jeans, summer, a softball game, and a slide into second base.

There were no discount stores in our tiny town then, just a store named “Hazel Harper’s”.

Hazel’s didn’t carry cheap clothes, and so for most of my teen-age life, after I began caring about how what I wore looked like, I wore zip-up, button top Lee Jeans from Hazel Harper’s.  In blue jeans color and in what was called “wheat jeans” in a lightish, whitish, wheat-colored, tan.

And tight.

There was no stretch in the jeans in those days, so you had to lay down on the bed to get them zipped and buttoned when they came out of the dryer.

But this brand-new pair of jeans weren’t my favorite “Lee” brand.   I had been watching the ads in the teen magazines, and so I decided to go for a different brand of jeans. Went to a store in Wichita, and came home with a brand that I’d never worn.

Because I have no desire to get on the wrong side of a lawsuit, that widely popular brand of jeans shall remain nameless here.

So I bought these new jeans, threw them in the washer and the dryer, laid down on the bed to get them zipped up and then snapped the top shut.

And this is where it matters.

I snapped the top shut.

And went off to play softball against a rival team.

The jeans fit fine. Snug, they moved with my every move, and towards the end of the game, I led off of first and headed to steal second.

The girl covering second had to tag me, not the base, for me to be out, and when I saw the ball land in her mitt, we both raced for second, and I slid down to the dirt, and slid in, feet first.

Safe.

Or thought I was.

Then I stood up.

My jeans – didn’t.

The top snap had snapped, and popped open.

The zipper slid down

My jeans just didn’t quite get all the way up when I did.

I grabbed denim as fast as I could. Yanked the jeans up with me by the belt loops.

Maybe the only one who saw my ‘tighty-whitey’ underwear, and my embarrassment, was the second base ump.

My best friend’s brother….

But he got a glimpse.

Maybe everyone did.

I was mortified.

No one said a word, not even the ump.

I don’t remember whether we won the game that day, or lost it.

But I do remember that I never wore those jeans again without a belt to keep them up where they belonged….

And I went back to my favorite brand of Lee jeans when I bought the next pair.

Myrtle Nyberg Stocking Obituary
Wellington Daily News
7 August 1962

Myrtle Augusta Nyberg Stocking Obituary

Myrtle Augusta Nyberg Stocking Obituary Transcription

Myrtle Nyberg Stocking, 76, resident of Mayfield, Kansas died at 11:06 p.m. Monday, July 30, 1962 at Hatcher Hospital, Wellington, Kansas.

The deceased whose maiden name was Myrtle Augusta Nyberg was born August 17, 1885 near Mayfield, Kansas of Mary Alice Marguart Nyberg and Ande Fredrik Nyberg.

On December 30, 1908 she was married to Roderick Porter Stocking of Mayfield, Kansas who preceded her in death 38 years ago.

Three children were born to them who survive: Mr. Wilmer G. Stocking, North Hollywood, Calif.; Mrs. F. E. Heasty, Mayfield, Kansas; Mr. Max Orville Stocking, Fort Worth, Tex. There are five grandchildren.

She was preceded in death by her brother, Dr. M. O. Nyberg, sister Mabel who died in infancy, and two half brothers, Ralph and Raymond Gardner.

She was a dedicated member of the Mayfield Federated Church.

Myrtle Stocking’s cheerful disposition with her gentle love and devotion to family and friends will long be remembered

Elmer Leverett Stocking – Death Certificate Transcription

State of Kansas
State Board of Health – Division of Vital Statistics
Standard Certificate of Death – No. 96  5415

1.  Place of Death:  Sumner   –   city
   Township                                                            Registered No.  10
   or City   Mayfield
2. Full Name:    Elmer L. Stocking
   (a) Residence. No.  Mayfield, KS
   Length of residence in city or town where death occurred   58  yrs

PERSONAL AND STATISTICAL PARTICULARS

1. Sex:   Male
2. Color or Race:  White
3. Single, Married, Widowed or Divorced:   Married

5a. Spouse:  Maud Stocking

1.  Date of Birth: Nov. 29, 1879
2. Age:  58 years  1 month  24 Days
3. Trade, Profession or particular kind of work done:  Farmer
4. Industry or business in which work was done:  And Stockman
5. Date deceased last worked at this occupation:  Not filled in
6. Total time (years) spent   inn this occupation:  Not filled in
7. Birthplace:  Mayfield, KS
8. Father’s Name:   Roderick R. Stocking
9. Father’s Birthplace:  Michigan
10. Mother’s Maiden Name: Francis Hitchcock
11. Mother’s Birthplace:  Crescent City, Illinois
12. Informant:   Maud Stocking     Address:   Mayfield, KS
13. Burial:    Mayfield, KS         Burial Date:  January 25, 1938
14. Undertaker:  A. J. Frank, Wellington, KS
15. Filed:    January 24, 1938      Registrar: Bernice S. Lindberg

MEDICAL CERTIFICATE OF DEATH

1. Date of Death:   January 22, 1938
2. I attended deceased from April 21, 1937 to January 22, 1938. I last saw him alive on January 15^th, 1938.  Death is said to have occurred on the date stated above at 11:30 a.m.

The principal cause of death and related causes of importance in order of onset were as follows:

Cancer of Rt Adrenal gland    Date of onset:    1935

Artherosclerosis

1. No Accident or injury
2. Was disease or injury in any way related to occupation of the deceased:    No

Signed:  A. L. Ashmore  M. D.     Address:  601 Orpheum (?)

Day 6 – 365 Days of Memories – My Earliest Childhood Memory

Today’s Question is;  What is Your Earliest Childhood Memory?

It was my intent to post a new question to write about every day for 2018.

Now, I’m writing the Memory for Day 6, and today is already January 13th.  I’m 7 days short already! So Sorry!  Maybe I should have tried for 52 weeks of memories!

One of my earliest memories was one between my oldest brother and I.  We were in the pasture, in the back of the old Chevy grain truck that Mom would later nickname “Wobble Knees.” It was cold.  We both had our heavy coats on, and we could see our breath, and the breath of the cattle that we were (well, he) was feeding, as he pitched ensilage over the side of the truck to our dairy cattle.

For some reason, he must have agreed to let me tag along. (Or maybe Mom begged him to take me.)  I had to be somewhere between two and three years old, so it was really nice that he let me go.

Dad usually fed the cattle. But that evening, my brother was the one pitching the silage down to them.  Maybe Dad was ill, but my brother was always good to help Dad, especially after Dad’s heart attack.

The reason that this sticks in my mind is because the question that I kept asking my brother was one that he didn’t answer, and couldn’t answer, to my toddler satisfaction.

I must have just been to Sunday School, and we must have studied how God made the world and everything in it, because the question that I continued to ask him was: “Who made God?”

His reply was that God was, and always had been, and always would be, and that no one made God.

My next question, and the next many questions, was: “But. Who. Made. God?”

I know that I asked him that question many times, and I remember that he was patient, if a little exasperated, by the time the cattle were fed.

I don’t remember how he got me sidetracked, nor if he ever convinced me that God was, and always had been, and always would be, and was the Creator, not the created.

In fact, it’s just that that little scene that has replayed in my memory throughout my life, and I’ve wondered if that exchange has played a part in my faith today.  And I’ve also wondered if my question might have helped trigger my brother’s desire to become a minister.

That last is a question that I can no longer ask him, as he went home to be with the Lord in December of 2012.