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VAN DWAYNE JOHNSON Sept. 15, 1955 - April 17, 2007 Memorial funeral services for Van Dwayne Johnson, 51, of Normangee; 2 PM, Saturday, May 5, 2007; Walters Funeral home Chapel, Centerville. Van Dwayne Johnson died at home. He had worked at several jobs in his life, including bartender in Houston. Survivors include his parents and step-parents, Don and Kathy Johnson and Edith and Alfred Arvizu; half-brother, Keith Connally; step-brother Michael Ross and step-sister, Tina Latham. Memorials requested to the Centerville VFD, Bx 340, Centerville, TX 75833 or the Ward Memorial Library, Bx 422, Centerville, TX 75833.
Saturday, May 25, 2019
Tuesday, May 14, 2019
Pioneer Resident Of County Dies In Local Hospital
Tom Peter Johnson, 93, one of Montgomery County's oldest citizens, passed away at 8:24 p.m. Saturday, January 15, [1944] in the Montgomery County Hospital. He was born October 16, 1850, at Mount Creek, south of Keenan, and about six miles from his last residence in the Egypt Community.
Funeral services were held at 2:30 p.m. at the Klein Funeral Home Chapel, Tomball, on Sunday, January 16, with interment in the Tillis Prairie Cemetery at 4:00 p.m.
Pallbearers were selected from his many grandsons as follows; Allen and Jim Johnson, Clyde and Earl Ivey, Sam, Pete and Gee Johnson and Buddy Mueller. He was mourned by more than 150 descendants and an immense host of friends to whom he was known affectionately as "Uncle Pete."
Mr. Johnson is survived by one son, Johnnie Johnson of the Oklahoma community; two daughters, Mrs. Fannie McDonald of Egypt and Mrs Lizzie Ivey, of Houston; 34 grandchildren; 85 great-grandchildren and 12 great-great-grandchildren; a brother, J. H. Johnson, and a sister, Angie Grey, both of Buffalo.
When he was a boy, there was nothing but woods were Conroe is now located, and he saw the first saloon and lumber mill of the town. Among his recollections was a picture of Houston when the town was nothing more than a mudhole.
Mr. Johnson was married when he was 20 and was the father of nine children, six of whom preceded him in death.
Source: Unidentified news clipping, January 1944, probably in Conroe, Texas (local). Courtesy of Kay Dawes Knee, wife of a great grandson of the decedent.
NOTE: Thomas Peter Johnson married Mary Ann Winslow January 2, 1870. She is the daughter of William Winslow (1824 - 1896) and Elizabeth Jane Parrish (1828-1907). Tillis Prairie Cemetery is also know as the Mostyn Cemetery.
Tom Peter Johnson, 93, one of Montgomery County's oldest citizens, passed away at 8:24 p.m. Saturday, January 15, [1944] in the Montgomery County Hospital. He was born October 16, 1850, at Mount Creek, south of Keenan, and about six miles from his last residence in the Egypt Community.
Funeral services were held at 2:30 p.m. at the Klein Funeral Home Chapel, Tomball, on Sunday, January 16, with interment in the Tillis Prairie Cemetery at 4:00 p.m.
Pallbearers were selected from his many grandsons as follows; Allen and Jim Johnson, Clyde and Earl Ivey, Sam, Pete and Gee Johnson and Buddy Mueller. He was mourned by more than 150 descendants and an immense host of friends to whom he was known affectionately as "Uncle Pete."
Mr. Johnson is survived by one son, Johnnie Johnson of the Oklahoma community; two daughters, Mrs. Fannie McDonald of Egypt and Mrs Lizzie Ivey, of Houston; 34 grandchildren; 85 great-grandchildren and 12 great-great-grandchildren; a brother, J. H. Johnson, and a sister, Angie Grey, both of Buffalo.
When he was a boy, there was nothing but woods were Conroe is now located, and he saw the first saloon and lumber mill of the town. Among his recollections was a picture of Houston when the town was nothing more than a mudhole.
Mr. Johnson was married when he was 20 and was the father of nine children, six of whom preceded him in death.
Source: Unidentified news clipping, January 1944, probably in Conroe, Texas (local). Courtesy of Kay Dawes Knee, wife of a great grandson of the decedent.
NOTE: Thomas Peter Johnson married Mary Ann Winslow January 2, 1870. She is the daughter of William Winslow (1824 - 1896) and Elizabeth Jane Parrish (1828-1907). Tillis Prairie Cemetery is also know as the Mostyn Cemetery.
Remembering Mom
Easter Sunday 1982 … The last time our family was together with our mother, Clara Ada, in church. It was also her 70th birthday. We filled 3 pews as Pastor Happy Darneal presented the morning message, at Faith Assembly of God church in Houston, Texas.
Mom was a prayer warrior. As a child I remember laying in bed waiting to drift off to sleep and hear her praying. She would have a conversation with our Lord, Jesus about her day and future plans … She would call roll for all her children, grandchildren … even those who have not been born yet. She would pray for each of us … our future spouses and children. Sometimes she would tell-off on us … as if God did not know what we were doing.
She battled some depression after the divorce from my Dad. They had been married 25 years. One day, she shared with me that the best medicine to fight depression was to help someone in need. I recall the Bible speaks of Job having his prayers answered when he prayed for his friends. She was always going and taking care of her family … and extended family/friends.
The day she left us, she was taking food to a lady (Sister Lee) from church who had been house bound a few days due to being sick. Her car was broad-sided by kids drag racing through the neighborhood. In the trunk of her car were 3 corning ware dishes with the food she had prepared. A meat dish, veggies from her garden, and a blackberry cobbler. She had picked the berries along the road.
The week before the accident she came to our home after work. She slammed the back door … she never slammed doors … was so upset as she had experienced a close encounter driving. A car pulled out in front of her on Sheppard Drive . “One of these days you are going to get a phone call and it will all be over” she told me … a week later we received that phone call.
She left us far too soon, May 27, 1982.
Our words set our path.
Susan Clepper Pool
Mom was a prayer warrior. As a child I remember laying in bed waiting to drift off to sleep and hear her praying. She would have a conversation with our Lord, Jesus about her day and future plans … She would call roll for all her children, grandchildren … even those who have not been born yet. She would pray for each of us … our future spouses and children. Sometimes she would tell-off on us … as if God did not know what we were doing.
She battled some depression after the divorce from my Dad. They had been married 25 years. One day, she shared with me that the best medicine to fight depression was to help someone in need. I recall the Bible speaks of Job having his prayers answered when he prayed for his friends. She was always going and taking care of her family … and extended family/friends.
The day she left us, she was taking food to a lady (Sister Lee) from church who had been house bound a few days due to being sick. Her car was broad-sided by kids drag racing through the neighborhood. In the trunk of her car were 3 corning ware dishes with the food she had prepared. A meat dish, veggies from her garden, and a blackberry cobbler. She had picked the berries along the road.
The week before the accident she came to our home after work. She slammed the back door … she never slammed doors … was so upset as she had experienced a close encounter driving. A car pulled out in front of her on Sheppard Drive . “One of these days you are going to get a phone call and it will all be over” she told me … a week later we received that phone call.
She left us far too soon, May 27, 1982.
Our words set our path.
Susan Clepper Pool
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