David Amy Olds, who always went by "Amy", was born October 30, 1874 to James Perry Olds and Malinda "Lin" Dunn Olds. Just five months into his life, his father passed away. James Olds was about 44 when Amy was born and had five sons by a previous marriage. It is said that Amy knew his older half brothers, Ben and Bill, as uncles. After James Olds died, Amy and his widowed mother went to live with his maternal grandparents, David Dunn and Sarah "Sally" Rayburn Dunn. Although he had no siblings in the household growing up, David and Sally were raising the sons of their daughter, Rhoda. Cousin Dave Skinner was 10 when Amy was born, and his half-brother, John Dixon was 13. Amy's Aunts Martha and Nancy, also lived in the home. Neither girl ever married. Amy's Grandpa David Dunn passed away when he was 15, and his Grandmother Sally lived until he was 23.
On June 2, 1901, at the age of 26, Amy married Lucy Jane Angeline Morse, who was just about three weeks shy of the age of 25. They had nine children, Gilbert, Garland Jake, Dorothy Lee "Dollie", Ruth, Wallace, Johnnie, Verdie Dessie, and the twins, Essie and Lessie. Amy and Jane's first home was near her folks in the Gum Slough Community, south of Buna. Amy's mother, Malinda, lived with her only son and Jane after they were married. She walked with a chair because she had been thrown by a horse and injured. Malinda got to know her grandchildren Gilbert, Garland Jake and Dollie, but she passed away not long after the fourth child, Ruth was born. When Amy took a look at their first daughter, who was born in 1905, he exclaimed, "My goodness, she looks just like a little doll." And so they named her Dollie.
The family relocated from Gum Slough, near the Morse's, back to Amy's childhood stomping grounds, about seven miles south of Jasper, when he built a small log cabin on the southernmost edge of land his mother had inherited from her parents. Then, in 1913, Amy and Jane, with four sons and two daughters ranging in age from one to eleven years old, traveled by wagon and team to a logging front near Manning in Angelina County. Amy hired Columbus "Lum" and Warren Morgan to move the family and their belongings to the Neches River where they met wagons sent by the Carter-Kelly Lumber Company. Virgin pine was being felled in East Texas, and Amy took a job with the company as a mule-tender and blacksmith. The family settled into a boxcar provided by the company at the logging front, where they spent a little over a year.
While working for Carter-Kelly, Amy managed to save enough to purchase a larger house for the growing family. He sent $300 to Jane's Uncle Dave Morse for his house and land on the Spring Hill Road, next to the homestead of his grandparents, David and Sally Dunn. Dave Morse was married to their daughter, Amy's Aunt Missouri "Zoo" Dunn Morse. Dave, Zoo, and their children Welborne, Lottie and Reenie were relocating to Gum Slough where most of the Morse family lived, and Amy purchased the house and his Aunt's portion of land the she had inherited. The cabin stood on the steep hillside wooded with white oaks and hickory, immediately north of what had already become known as the Dunn Family Cemetery, and today is known as the Olds Cemetery. The cabin had been simply built with the same slope as the steep hillside, and Amy's daughter Dollie would laugh every time she recalled that a square snuff bottle placed on the floor at the front of the house would roll to the back. Amy and Jane's three youngest children were born while they lived in this home.
In those days, country folks did whatever they could to make a living and put food on the table. Amy had a small blacksmith shop, and he and Jane farmed on the 30 acres they owned. This land was mostly a sandhill, with lots of clearing to be done before it could be cultivated. The home place included the plot now designated as the Olds Cemetery. Their granddaughter, Judy Morgan recalls her Mother, Dollie, telling her that Amy raised the best watermelons, and that he was a skilled hunter, but only because it was necessary. Meat was not easy to come by. By the early 1900s, white-tail deer were becoming scarce in East Texas. Amy helped feed his family by killing a few deer and an occasional wild turkey. Many years later, Dollie would tell the tale that in 1915, when she was ten and her sister Ruth was eight, their Daddy, Amy, brought home a wild turkey and told the girls they would have to butcher and cook it since their mother was sick in bed. They managed to get it prepared and on the supper table, although Dollie said the old tom was hard to pick and tough as whet leather. Amy also raised hogs, butchered them in late fall, and preserved the meat by smoking it.
In 1921, after about six years of living in the cabin built by Dave Morse, Amy bought a "boxed house" with a rived board roof from Prudem McDonald. It was located on the west side of Big Creek, across from the Day Sims and Tony Pavlic places. The old house, which had already seen many occupants, was built of heartpine, 1x12 boxing boards and 1x4 bats. The inside walls were 12-foot tall. Amy cut them down to 10 feet, tore it down, and re-built it on his land a hundred yards or so east of their current cabin. Later, he acquired a smaller house and attached it as a kitchen. The two houses were connected by a covered, enclosed ramp. A full length front porch with a water shelf at one end was a favorite family gathering place.
According to Amy's grandson, Kenneth Morgan, Dollie's youngest son, one of the things Amy did was make a little whiskey. He wasn't a bootlegger, but made a little for home consumption and to barter for groceries. In the early 1920's, Dollie and her sister, Ruth, were picking up corn stalks in a field above the spring where their Daddy's whiskey still was set up. They saw Sheriff Beaver Bishop and one of his deputies approaching the still in their motor vehicle. They managed to hide some of the whiskey in the piles of cornstalks while Sheriff Bishop and the deputy destroyed the still. They didn't look for Amy. They just got in their car and left.
Amy's nephew Arvil Morse, son of Jane's youngest brother, Durham Morse, was asked one time, "What kind of person was Amy Olds?" Mr. Morse thought a minute and replied, "He was like most of the Dunns. He didn't talk 'til he was talked to." Amy may have held his peace until engaged in conversation, but according to one other old timer who remembers him, when he had something to say, he said it.
J.D. Morgan of Magnolia Springs remembers his first encounter with Amy Olds when he was a child. He overheard him talking one day when something the government had done must not have set right with him. J.D. said Amy remarked that perhaps the American eagle had been replaced with a buzzard. He also recalled that Amy used to haul ties out of the Pavlic Road. The Pavlics brought in gravel one time to improve the road and asked Amy not to haul when it was wet to keep from messing up the road. J.D. smiled slyly as he shared the memory, "Amy and the Pavlics had words."
It is said that Amy did not like his picture taken. His granddaughter, Judy, remembers seeing a few photos and said his most distinguishing feature to her was his handle-bar moustache. And she recalled her Mother, Dollie, saying that he had sandy-colored hair and blue eyes, and was of Swedish descent. Amy Olds passed away on February 13, 1936, at the age of 61. His grandson, Kenneth Morgan, recalled his cause of death as a strangulated hernia, but his death certificate states pneumonia. Perhaps he suffered from the hernia in the latter part of his life, but his attending physician noted otherwise. Amy is buried in the Olds Cemetery just a stone's throw from where he grew up and lived almost his entire life.
On June 2, 1901, at the age of 26, Amy married Lucy Jane Angeline Morse, who was just about three weeks shy of the age of 25. They had nine children, Gilbert, Garland Jake, Dorothy Lee "Dollie", Ruth, Wallace, Johnnie, Verdie Dessie, and the twins, Essie and Lessie. Amy and Jane's first home was near her folks in the Gum Slough Community, south of Buna. Amy's mother, Malinda, lived with her only son and Jane after they were married. She walked with a chair because she had been thrown by a horse and injured. Malinda got to know her grandchildren Gilbert, Garland Jake and Dollie, but she passed away not long after the fourth child, Ruth was born. When Amy took a look at their first daughter, who was born in 1905, he exclaimed, "My goodness, she looks just like a little doll." And so they named her Dollie.
The family relocated from Gum Slough, near the Morse's, back to Amy's childhood stomping grounds, about seven miles south of Jasper, when he built a small log cabin on the southernmost edge of land his mother had inherited from her parents. Then, in 1913, Amy and Jane, with four sons and two daughters ranging in age from one to eleven years old, traveled by wagon and team to a logging front near Manning in Angelina County. Amy hired Columbus "Lum" and Warren Morgan to move the family and their belongings to the Neches River where they met wagons sent by the Carter-Kelly Lumber Company. Virgin pine was being felled in East Texas, and Amy took a job with the company as a mule-tender and blacksmith. The family settled into a boxcar provided by the company at the logging front, where they spent a little over a year.
While working for Carter-Kelly, Amy managed to save enough to purchase a larger house for the growing family. He sent $300 to Jane's Uncle Dave Morse for his house and land on the Spring Hill Road, next to the homestead of his grandparents, David and Sally Dunn. Dave Morse was married to their daughter, Amy's Aunt Missouri "Zoo" Dunn Morse. Dave, Zoo, and their children Welborne, Lottie and Reenie were relocating to Gum Slough where most of the Morse family lived, and Amy purchased the house and his Aunt's portion of land the she had inherited. The cabin stood on the steep hillside wooded with white oaks and hickory, immediately north of what had already become known as the Dunn Family Cemetery, and today is known as the Olds Cemetery. The cabin had been simply built with the same slope as the steep hillside, and Amy's daughter Dollie would laugh every time she recalled that a square snuff bottle placed on the floor at the front of the house would roll to the back. Amy and Jane's three youngest children were born while they lived in this home.
In those days, country folks did whatever they could to make a living and put food on the table. Amy had a small blacksmith shop, and he and Jane farmed on the 30 acres they owned. This land was mostly a sandhill, with lots of clearing to be done before it could be cultivated. The home place included the plot now designated as the Olds Cemetery. Their granddaughter, Judy Morgan recalls her Mother, Dollie, telling her that Amy raised the best watermelons, and that he was a skilled hunter, but only because it was necessary. Meat was not easy to come by. By the early 1900s, white-tail deer were becoming scarce in East Texas. Amy helped feed his family by killing a few deer and an occasional wild turkey. Many years later, Dollie would tell the tale that in 1915, when she was ten and her sister Ruth was eight, their Daddy, Amy, brought home a wild turkey and told the girls they would have to butcher and cook it since their mother was sick in bed. They managed to get it prepared and on the supper table, although Dollie said the old tom was hard to pick and tough as whet leather. Amy also raised hogs, butchered them in late fall, and preserved the meat by smoking it.
In 1921, after about six years of living in the cabin built by Dave Morse, Amy bought a "boxed house" with a rived board roof from Prudem McDonald. It was located on the west side of Big Creek, across from the Day Sims and Tony Pavlic places. The old house, which had already seen many occupants, was built of heartpine, 1x12 boxing boards and 1x4 bats. The inside walls were 12-foot tall. Amy cut them down to 10 feet, tore it down, and re-built it on his land a hundred yards or so east of their current cabin. Later, he acquired a smaller house and attached it as a kitchen. The two houses were connected by a covered, enclosed ramp. A full length front porch with a water shelf at one end was a favorite family gathering place.
According to Amy's grandson, Kenneth Morgan, Dollie's youngest son, one of the things Amy did was make a little whiskey. He wasn't a bootlegger, but made a little for home consumption and to barter for groceries. In the early 1920's, Dollie and her sister, Ruth, were picking up corn stalks in a field above the spring where their Daddy's whiskey still was set up. They saw Sheriff Beaver Bishop and one of his deputies approaching the still in their motor vehicle. They managed to hide some of the whiskey in the piles of cornstalks while Sheriff Bishop and the deputy destroyed the still. They didn't look for Amy. They just got in their car and left.
Amy's nephew Arvil Morse, son of Jane's youngest brother, Durham Morse, was asked one time, "What kind of person was Amy Olds?" Mr. Morse thought a minute and replied, "He was like most of the Dunns. He didn't talk 'til he was talked to." Amy may have held his peace until engaged in conversation, but according to one other old timer who remembers him, when he had something to say, he said it.
J.D. Morgan of Magnolia Springs remembers his first encounter with Amy Olds when he was a child. He overheard him talking one day when something the government had done must not have set right with him. J.D. said Amy remarked that perhaps the American eagle had been replaced with a buzzard. He also recalled that Amy used to haul ties out of the Pavlic Road. The Pavlics brought in gravel one time to improve the road and asked Amy not to haul when it was wet to keep from messing up the road. J.D. smiled slyly as he shared the memory, "Amy and the Pavlics had words."
It is said that Amy did not like his picture taken. His granddaughter, Judy, remembers seeing a few photos and said his most distinguishing feature to her was his handle-bar moustache. And she recalled her Mother, Dollie, saying that he had sandy-colored hair and blue eyes, and was of Swedish descent. Amy Olds passed away on February 13, 1936, at the age of 61. His grandson, Kenneth Morgan, recalled his cause of death as a strangulated hernia, but his death certificate states pneumonia. Perhaps he suffered from the hernia in the latter part of his life, but his attending physician noted otherwise. Amy is buried in the Olds Cemetery just a stone's throw from where he grew up and lived almost his entire life.
David Amy Olds, who always went by "Amy", was born October 30, 1874 to James Perry Olds and Malinda "Lin" Dunn Olds. Just five months into his life, his father passed away. James Olds was about 44 when Amy was born and had five sons by a previous marriage. It is said that Amy knew his older half brothers, Ben and Bill, as uncles. After James Olds died, Amy and his widowed mother went to live with his maternal grandparents, David Dunn and Sarah "Sally" Rayburn Dunn. Although he had no siblings in the household growing up, David and Sally were raising the sons of their daughter, Rhoda. Cousin Dave Skinner was 10 when Amy was born, and his half-brother, John Dixon was 13. Amy's Aunts Martha and Nancy, also lived in the home. Neither girl ever married. Amy's Grandpa David Dunn passed away when he was 15, and his Grandmother Sally lived until he was 23.
On June 2, 1901, at the age of 26, Amy married Lucy Jane Angeline Morse, who was just about three weeks shy of the age of 25. They had nine children, Gilbert, Garland Jake, Dorothy Lee "Dollie", Ruth, Wallace, Johnnie, Verdie Dessie, and the twins, Essie and Lessie. Amy and Jane's first home was near her folks in the Gum Slough Community, south of Buna. Amy's mother, Malinda, lived with her only son and Jane after they were married. She walked with a chair because she had been thrown by a horse and injured. Malinda got to know her grandchildren Gilbert, Garland Jake and Dollie, but she passed away not long after the fourth child, Ruth was born. When Amy took a look at their first daughter, who was born in 1905, he exclaimed, "My goodness, she looks just like a little doll." And so they named her Dollie.
The family relocated from Gum Slough, near the Morse's, back to Amy's childhood stomping grounds, about seven miles south of Jasper, when he built a small log cabin on the southernmost edge of land his mother had inherited from her parents. Then, in 1913, Amy and Jane, with four sons and two daughters ranging in age from one to eleven years old, traveled by wagon and team to a logging front near Manning in Angelina County. Amy hired Columbus "Lum" and Warren Morgan to move the family and their belongings to the Neches River where they met wagons sent by the Carter-Kelly Lumber Company. Virgin pine was being felled in East Texas, and Amy took a job with the company as a mule-tender and blacksmith. The family settled into a boxcar provided by the company at the logging front, where they spent a little over a year.
While working for Carter-Kelly, Amy managed to save enough to purchase a larger house for the growing family. He sent $300 to Jane's Uncle Dave Morse for his house and land on the Spring Hill Road, next to the homestead of his grandparents, David and Sally Dunn. Dave Morse was married to their daughter, Amy's Aunt Missouri "Zoo" Dunn Morse. Dave, Zoo, and their children Welborne, Lottie and Reenie were relocating to Gum Slough where most of the Morse family lived, and Amy purchased the house and his Aunt's portion of land the she had inherited. The cabin stood on the steep hillside wooded with white oaks and hickory, immediately north of what had already become known as the Dunn Family Cemetery, and today is known as the Olds Cemetery. The cabin had been simply built with the same slope as the steep hillside, and Amy's daughter Dollie would laugh every time she recalled that a square snuff bottle placed on the floor at the front of the house would roll to the back. Amy and Jane's three youngest children were born while they lived in this home.
In those days, country folks did whatever they could to make a living and put food on the table. Amy had a small blacksmith shop, and he and Jane farmed on the 30 acres they owned. This land was mostly a sandhill, with lots of clearing to be done before it could be cultivated. The home place included the plot now designated as the Olds Cemetery. Their granddaughter, Judy Morgan recalls her Mother, Dollie, telling her that Amy raised the best watermelons, and that he was a skilled hunter, but only because it was necessary. Meat was not easy to come by. By the early 1900s, white-tail deer were becoming scarce in East Texas. Amy helped feed his family by killing a few deer and an occasional wild turkey. Many years later, Dollie would tell the tale that in 1915, when she was ten and her sister Ruth was eight, their Daddy, Amy, brought home a wild turkey and told the girls they would have to butcher and cook it since their mother was sick in bed. They managed to get it prepared and on the supper table, although Dollie said the old tom was hard to pick and tough as whet leather. Amy also raised hogs, butchered them in late fall, and preserved the meat by smoking it.
In 1921, after about six years of living in the cabin built by Dave Morse, Amy bought a "boxed house" with a rived board roof from Prudem McDonald. It was located on the west side of Big Creek, across from the Day Sims and Tony Pavlic places. The old house, which had already seen many occupants, was built of heartpine, 1x12 boxing boards and 1x4 bats. The inside walls were 12-foot tall. Amy cut them down to 10 feet, tore it down, and re-built it on his land a hundred yards or so east of their current cabin. Later, he acquired a smaller house and attached it as a kitchen. The two houses were connected by a covered, enclosed ramp. A full length front porch with a water shelf at one end was a favorite family gathering place.
According to Amy's grandson, Kenneth Morgan, Dollie's youngest son, one of the things Amy did was make a little whiskey. He wasn't a bootlegger, but made a little for home consumption and to barter for groceries. In the early 1920's, Dollie and her sister, Ruth, were picking up corn stalks in a field above the spring where their Daddy's whiskey still was set up. They saw Sheriff Beaver Bishop and one of his deputies approaching the still in their motor vehicle. They managed to hide some of the whiskey in the piles of cornstalks while Sheriff Bishop and the deputy destroyed the still. They didn't look for Amy. They just got in their car and left.
Amy's nephew Arvil Morse, son of Jane's youngest brother, Durham Morse, was asked one time, "What kind of person was Amy Olds?" Mr. Morse thought a minute and replied, "He was like most of the Dunns. He didn't talk 'til he was talked to." Amy may have held his peace until engaged in conversation, but according to one other old timer who remembers him, when he had something to say, he said it.
J.D. Morgan of Magnolia Springs remembers his first encounter with Amy Olds when he was a child. He overheard him talking one day when something the government had done must not have set right with him. J.D. said Amy remarked that perhaps the American eagle had been replaced with a buzzard. He also recalled that Amy used to haul ties out of the Pavlic Road. The Pavlics brought in gravel one time to improve the road and asked Amy not to haul when it was wet to keep from messing up the road. J.D. smiled slyly as he shared the memory, "Amy and the Pavlics had words."
It is said that Amy did not like his picture taken. His granddaughter, Judy, remembers seeing a few photos and said his most distinguishing feature to her was his handle-bar moustache. And she recalled her Mother, Dollie, saying that he had sandy-colored hair and blue eyes, and was of Swedish descent. Amy Olds passed away on February 13, 1936, at the age of 61. His grandson, Kenneth Morgan, recalled his cause of death as a strangulated hernia, but his death certificate states pneumonia. Perhaps he suffered from the hernia in the latter part of his life, but his attending physician noted otherwise. Amy is buried in the Olds Cemetery just a stone's throw from where he grew up and lived almost his entire life.
On June 2, 1901, at the age of 26, Amy married Lucy Jane Angeline Morse, who was just about three weeks shy of the age of 25. They had nine children, Gilbert, Garland Jake, Dorothy Lee "Dollie", Ruth, Wallace, Johnnie, Verdie Dessie, and the twins, Essie and Lessie. Amy and Jane's first home was near her folks in the Gum Slough Community, south of Buna. Amy's mother, Malinda, lived with her only son and Jane after they were married. She walked with a chair because she had been thrown by a horse and injured. Malinda got to know her grandchildren Gilbert, Garland Jake and Dollie, but she passed away not long after the fourth child, Ruth was born. When Amy took a look at their first daughter, who was born in 1905, he exclaimed, "My goodness, she looks just like a little doll." And so they named her Dollie.
The family relocated from Gum Slough, near the Morse's, back to Amy's childhood stomping grounds, about seven miles south of Jasper, when he built a small log cabin on the southernmost edge of land his mother had inherited from her parents. Then, in 1913, Amy and Jane, with four sons and two daughters ranging in age from one to eleven years old, traveled by wagon and team to a logging front near Manning in Angelina County. Amy hired Columbus "Lum" and Warren Morgan to move the family and their belongings to the Neches River where they met wagons sent by the Carter-Kelly Lumber Company. Virgin pine was being felled in East Texas, and Amy took a job with the company as a mule-tender and blacksmith. The family settled into a boxcar provided by the company at the logging front, where they spent a little over a year.
While working for Carter-Kelly, Amy managed to save enough to purchase a larger house for the growing family. He sent $300 to Jane's Uncle Dave Morse for his house and land on the Spring Hill Road, next to the homestead of his grandparents, David and Sally Dunn. Dave Morse was married to their daughter, Amy's Aunt Missouri "Zoo" Dunn Morse. Dave, Zoo, and their children Welborne, Lottie and Reenie were relocating to Gum Slough where most of the Morse family lived, and Amy purchased the house and his Aunt's portion of land the she had inherited. The cabin stood on the steep hillside wooded with white oaks and hickory, immediately north of what had already become known as the Dunn Family Cemetery, and today is known as the Olds Cemetery. The cabin had been simply built with the same slope as the steep hillside, and Amy's daughter Dollie would laugh every time she recalled that a square snuff bottle placed on the floor at the front of the house would roll to the back. Amy and Jane's three youngest children were born while they lived in this home.
In those days, country folks did whatever they could to make a living and put food on the table. Amy had a small blacksmith shop, and he and Jane farmed on the 30 acres they owned. This land was mostly a sandhill, with lots of clearing to be done before it could be cultivated. The home place included the plot now designated as the Olds Cemetery. Their granddaughter, Judy Morgan recalls her Mother, Dollie, telling her that Amy raised the best watermelons, and that he was a skilled hunter, but only because it was necessary. Meat was not easy to come by. By the early 1900s, white-tail deer were becoming scarce in East Texas. Amy helped feed his family by killing a few deer and an occasional wild turkey. Many years later, Dollie would tell the tale that in 1915, when she was ten and her sister Ruth was eight, their Daddy, Amy, brought home a wild turkey and told the girls they would have to butcher and cook it since their mother was sick in bed. They managed to get it prepared and on the supper table, although Dollie said the old tom was hard to pick and tough as whet leather. Amy also raised hogs, butchered them in late fall, and preserved the meat by smoking it.
In 1921, after about six years of living in the cabin built by Dave Morse, Amy bought a "boxed house" with a rived board roof from Prudem McDonald. It was located on the west side of Big Creek, across from the Day Sims and Tony Pavlic places. The old house, which had already seen many occupants, was built of heartpine, 1x12 boxing boards and 1x4 bats. The inside walls were 12-foot tall. Amy cut them down to 10 feet, tore it down, and re-built it on his land a hundred yards or so east of their current cabin. Later, he acquired a smaller house and attached it as a kitchen. The two houses were connected by a covered, enclosed ramp. A full length front porch with a water shelf at one end was a favorite family gathering place.
According to Amy's grandson, Kenneth Morgan, Dollie's youngest son, one of the things Amy did was make a little whiskey. He wasn't a bootlegger, but made a little for home consumption and to barter for groceries. In the early 1920's, Dollie and her sister, Ruth, were picking up corn stalks in a field above the spring where their Daddy's whiskey still was set up. They saw Sheriff Beaver Bishop and one of his deputies approaching the still in their motor vehicle. They managed to hide some of the whiskey in the piles of cornstalks while Sheriff Bishop and the deputy destroyed the still. They didn't look for Amy. They just got in their car and left.
Amy's nephew Arvil Morse, son of Jane's youngest brother, Durham Morse, was asked one time, "What kind of person was Amy Olds?" Mr. Morse thought a minute and replied, "He was like most of the Dunns. He didn't talk 'til he was talked to." Amy may have held his peace until engaged in conversation, but according to one other old timer who remembers him, when he had something to say, he said it.
J.D. Morgan of Magnolia Springs remembers his first encounter with Amy Olds when he was a child. He overheard him talking one day when something the government had done must not have set right with him. J.D. said Amy remarked that perhaps the American eagle had been replaced with a buzzard. He also recalled that Amy used to haul ties out of the Pavlic Road. The Pavlics brought in gravel one time to improve the road and asked Amy not to haul when it was wet to keep from messing up the road. J.D. smiled slyly as he shared the memory, "Amy and the Pavlics had words."
It is said that Amy did not like his picture taken. His granddaughter, Judy, remembers seeing a few photos and said his most distinguishing feature to her was his handle-bar moustache. And she recalled her Mother, Dollie, saying that he had sandy-colored hair and blue eyes, and was of Swedish descent. Amy Olds passed away on February 13, 1936, at the age of 61. His grandson, Kenneth Morgan, recalled his cause of death as a strangulated hernia, but his death certificate states pneumonia. Perhaps he suffered from the hernia in the latter part of his life, but his attending physician noted otherwise. Amy is buried in the Olds Cemetery just a stone's throw from where he grew up and lived almost his entire life.
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