Maison T. Standridge

Maison Theodore Standridge

• BORN: February 20, 1926
• DIED: December 5, 2016
• LOCATION: Russellville, Arkansas

Maison Theodore Standridge, age 90, of Russellville, died Monday, December 5, 2016 at Atkins Nursing and Rehabilitation Center. He was born on February 20, 1926 in Lurton.
He retired from the Russellville Water and Sewer Department after 26 years of service.
He is preceded in death by his parents, Alonzo Mason and Mary Henrietta Gibbs Standridge, his second mother, Nellie Standridge; one daughter, Melissa Carol Lackey; four brothers, Clifford, Eulis, and Dudley Standridge and Ronnie Smith; and two sisters, Cornelia Cabral and Athelia Standridge.
Survivors include his wife of 65 years, Emma Hollowoa Standridge of the home; one son and daughter-in-law, Tad (Lisa) Standridge of Dardanelle; three daughters and sons-in-law, Sandra (Bob) Sprafke, Deborah (Trent) Ford, and Marilyn (Carl) Standridge, all of Russellville; five sisters and brothers-in-law, Irene Ford of Dover, Malinda (Mike) Brown of Russellville, Kathleen Campbell of Russellville, Maxine (Donnie) Bumgarner of Danville, and Susie (Doyle) Tennison of Pelsor; 12 grandchildren; and 21 great-grandchildren.
The funeral service will be at 10:00 a.m., Wednesday, December 7, 2016 at the Shinn Chapel with the Rev. Roy Broadbooks officiating. Burial will be in East Point Cemetery, under the direction of Shinn Funeral Service of Russellville.
The family will receive friends from 5 to 6 p.m., on Tuesday evening at the funeral home. 

Sister remembered...

http://pattypenny.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-remember-pearl-harbor.html

Friday, December 07, 2007

I remember Pearl Harbor

I remember when pearl harbor was bombed by the Japanese. We were living at carrollton on the farm when word came by a neighbor of this great tragedy.
We didn't have a radio, or newspapers so our news came by word of mouth.
I remember daddy, moma, Richard and my self walking to the carrollton store to listen to the radio.
I remember the wood stove with chairs, nail kags and what ever that could be drawn up in a circle around the heating stove where a crowd had gathered and the voice coming out of the black box. there was a unnatural hush in the room as they listened to the voice.
daddy had joined the circle and mother was standing in huddle of frightened women.
I knew something very important was happening but I could not comprehend what it could be..
The men later talked among them selves about a pearl harbor, and the "japs."
I reasoned that a pearl was a round white shining marble but what is a harbor?
and what is a jap. I could tell by the peoples tone what every it was it was bad.
Dec. 7, 1941 changed our lives forever. I was 3 years and 7 months old that day.
Daddy went to war in 1943 and we moved to Denver AR. living across the garden from mother's parents.
Today the Japanese are our allies and always spoken of with respect but in that time they were called JAPS and the public hated and despise the very word.
In my twilight years I look back on that day and remember the voice of Franklin Roosevelt saying this day will live in infamy.

Leon and Syble

This was posted on FB.  Taken in 1965.  Syble is Larry's Mom's first cousin and Leon was Larry's Dad's first cousin.  So I don't know what kin that makes the couple's children to Larry but they are the finest folks and I am posting this photo here so I can preserve it.   Leon has passed away, but I spoke to Syble this week.  She was born in 1929 or 28 I forget which.  She is a great friend.