October Ancestry Challenge 2013
23 days – 23 posts – 23 ancestors. I’d like to thank the folks who participated in the challenge. It has been a pleasure getting to know your ancestors. This will be the last installment in the challenge on my page, and thank goodness, it’s been…well…a challenge to come up with 23 ancestors. I’m posting a little early as I’m participating in a Halloween Blog Hop tomorrow. Stop by tomorrow for a creepy story and a chance to win a free Kindle of “The Legend of Stuckey’s Bridge.” Now, without further ado…
Ancestor #23 – Linda Faye Culpepper
I saved the best for last. ♥
This beautiful woman was my mother. She was born in 1944 in Meridian, Mississippi to Earl Culpepper and Ina Inez Burke (Ancestor #7). She had only one sister and no brothers.
She married my daddy (Ancestor #22) on August 15, 1960 when she was only 15 years old (the same age she was in this photograph). She said her father tried to discourage her from marrying at such a young age, but the woman I knew was always rebellious. When I was a baby, we moved to Tennessee for a while, but by 1966, the marriage was over, and we moved back to Mississippi and lived with her parents.
While she was a young working mother, she had a woman babysit me and eventually met his son. They married and we moved to Michigan. She went to school to become a nurse and worked for thirteen years in the cardiac unit of the local hospital.
The morning of November 17, 2000, she fell from the second floor balcony of her home when the railing broke. She suffered greatly from seven broken ribs, three broken vertebrae, a ruptured spleen, and a broken arm. After months of fighting, her body gave up and she died July 11, 2001.
She is buried at Resurrection Cemetery in Clinton Township, MI in the Angel Mausoleum.
Rest in peace, momma. I miss you every day.
I see a strong resemblance to your mother, based on your picture of yourself on this blog. Beautiful picture.
The account of the railing breaking on your mom sent a shiver down my spine. The same thing happened at my home, but this time my husband was leaning over it. I don’t know why, but for some reason I started to head towards him right before it broke, and used my weight to pull him back. We both sat in shock for a little while. I will never trust a balcony railing again.
Sorry for the loss of you mom at such an early age. I’ve so enjoyed reading about your ancestors, and look forward to reading more in the future.
Holy cow! Glad you were there just in the nick of time. I’m quite leery around railings now also. You should see my daughter – spitting image of my mom.
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