Part 1 (1/2)

The Life of Me

by Clarence Edgar Johnson

PREFACE

This writing grew out of a request fro me, my farew up; our ideals, our custos were in the for the last few years When my sons, Dennis and Larry, learned of the letters, they also asked for copies

As I began writing, I soon realized that I knew very little about the details of the lives of randparents

So I set out to tell s about s which I do not want thes about a few kinfolks and neighbors who had a part inthe character whom my children now refer to as ”Dad”

It was hoped that the letters would aid in their better understanding of how certain teachings and ideals had been handed down through generations, and that they rew up under those rules and customs

Others also may be interested in the way one family lived in the Southwest around the turn of the century and later

Clarence Edgar Johnson

(Drawing) The house where I was born

(Photo) Smokehouse at the Flint farm Clarence, Earl, Joel, Albert, and Susie

(Photo) Our Exum home

(Photo) The lake by our front yard

(Photo) Sundayto church

(Photo) At the Exum faro-round

(Photo) At our home on the plains Mama, William Robert, Ollie Mae, Clarence, Albert, Joel, Earl

CHAPTER 1

PARENTS, GRANDPARENTS, OUR FIRST FARM

My Johnson grandparents reared nine children Andreas the oldest and was a half brother to the other eight Joe was Grandma's first born, second was my father, William Franklin

All but one of them lived and thrived and raised children

That's why I have dozens of cousins