TEC5 Evelyn Louise “Johnnie” <I>Parks</I> Smith

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TEC5 Evelyn Louise “Johnnie” Parks Smith Veteran

Birth
Boone County, Missouri, USA
Death
27 Aug 2009 (aged 84)
Nevada, Vernon County, Missouri, USA
Burial
Audrain County, Missouri, USA Add to Map
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Louise was born in Boone County Missouri south of the Larabee Bridge on Highway 22, west of Dinwiddie school road. It is a soy bean field now. The house no longer stands, and the well is long gone. She did not have a birth certificate. Her parents never recorded it. They did not expect her to live. She was a premature baby weighing only 2 1/2 lbs. Her incubator for the night was her brother's shoe box, sitting inside a metal loaf pan on the outside of the wood burning stove's oven door.
She was a miracle baby. It was destiny and fate for her to be in my life. A very big part of my life. It was God's will for her to become my mother.
She started school at Sames & Pine School in Audrain county, later around 1932-1933 she attended the Macedonia School were she completed 8th grade. Two of those 8 years she recieved perfect attendance. I now own her gifts for that accomplishment. The school is used by the Amish community.
She accepted Christ at an early age at the Friendship church in Audrain/Monroe County and was Baptized in a pond.
When she was a little girl, her and some of her cousins were playing church, and Louise Baptized a chicken. The chicken after live may have been saved, but the poor chicken got dunked too many times. It drowned and became supper that night. Her cousin mentioned this story at her her grave sight. He being the oldest of the cousins got blamed. I have to admit that is how I heard the story, that he was playing the preacher.
She went to High School at Sturgeon Missouri graduating in 1942. She had showed me where the bus picked her up her Freshman year about 4 miles away from their home. Her sophomore and junior years a little closer but still a pretty good walking distance. Her senior year the bus stopped at the gate to the driveway.
Her Senior year they started with nine students and only eight graduated. The Ninth Student went off to war before graduation. Louise name is still on the sidewalk leading to the old high school were it use to stand. Although she is no longer Louise Parks, but Ouise Parks. It is now the elementary school. As of the Spring of 2010 they lost two members of the 1942 graduating class the year of 2009. Louise Parks Smith and George Anglean, whose name is also on the sidewalk. They only have one member left of the eight graduating students.
After graduating high school she moved to Columbia and worked at the Ellis Fischel Cancer Hospital. She sterilized instruments and washed gowns on the top fourth floor. She once told me you could look out over the grounds and north of the hospital was nothing but empty fields. Cow Pasture as she put it.
She roomed with a friend who later married a distant cousin of hers. At that time they did not know they were cousins. She did not know until about 1997-1999 and her friend had already passed away.
While living and working in Columbia she joined the Army in 1945. How did she get into the Army if she did not have a birth certificate, you ask? The president of the Sturgeon Bank signed an affidavit swearing he knew her, she was born when and where Jock and Opal said she was, she was over 18, and etcetera. That is how and when she started wearing army boots.
Gene and Louise started going together in October 1942 at the Moberly Fair. They took a ride on the Farris Wheel and she use to get all giggly when she would talk about stopping at the top. Both sets of grandparents knew each other. My grandma Parks lived next door to my grandpa Smith in 1910.
Louise met Gene by his oldest brother Freddie. Freddie proposed to her several times, her answer was always no. She was in love with Gene. Later in life when I was a young adult Freddie told me I look so much like Louise. You could see the admiration and love in his eyes.

To continue the saga Gene went off to serve his country as well. They both were honorably discharged in 1946. They married March 16 1946 in Randolph County before Louise discharged. They lived in Springfield Missouri for a short time. Louise had to live on barracks and Gene was living with some friends of theirs. They stayed in touch through the years up till the death of Gene and their friends.
After the short stay in Springfield they lived with Jock and Opal. That ended when Gene fired off a shotgun while Jock was milking a cow. The cow kicked the bucket and grandpa let dad have it. They went down the road a ways and stayed with another brother and his wife. Shortly after that they moved to Kansas City by train around 1947, with both duffle bags full of clothes and linens, along with an orange crate full of pots and pans.
They lived on Prospect, Troost, 12th and Euclid in different apartments. They were at 12th and Euclid in 1957 when the tornado hit Ruskin Heights. In the summer of 1957 they bought their first house on Cypress with Gene's VA. They lived there till March of 1962 when they bought a farm six miles north of Archie Missouri on Louise VA. In June of 1972 they sold the farm and moved into Harrisonville, MO staying there until December of 1989. When they sold the house in Harrisonville they sold the dresser to their first bedroom set, their second bedroom set, two giant curio cabinets and the contents of depression glass. They moved to Nevada Missouri into another knew house in January of 1990. They were only thier for seven months before Gene passed away. After the death of Gene, Louise remained in Nevada making many friends.
This is only the basic of how she lived her dash. She was a beautiful person. She did a lot for her communtity while living in Archie, church and made friends easily. Many of her friends were life time friends. She loved her parents and family to the ends of time. As my best friend put it When I think of Louise I think of Love. She was not easy to make mad. She let life and life's tolls roll over her shoulder. I believe she learned that from her mother. It is really hard to describe her in a few words. I can't.

Here is a poem that a fellow Find A Grave member said I could use, Neil B. Smith.

Always a silent hurt,
many a silent tear,
but always a beautiful memory
of one we loved so dear.

God gave us strength to bear it,
and courage to take the blow,
but what it meant to lose you

...no one will ever know.

In loving memory!
Louise was born in Boone County Missouri south of the Larabee Bridge on Highway 22, west of Dinwiddie school road. It is a soy bean field now. The house no longer stands, and the well is long gone. She did not have a birth certificate. Her parents never recorded it. They did not expect her to live. She was a premature baby weighing only 2 1/2 lbs. Her incubator for the night was her brother's shoe box, sitting inside a metal loaf pan on the outside of the wood burning stove's oven door.
She was a miracle baby. It was destiny and fate for her to be in my life. A very big part of my life. It was God's will for her to become my mother.
She started school at Sames & Pine School in Audrain county, later around 1932-1933 she attended the Macedonia School were she completed 8th grade. Two of those 8 years she recieved perfect attendance. I now own her gifts for that accomplishment. The school is used by the Amish community.
She accepted Christ at an early age at the Friendship church in Audrain/Monroe County and was Baptized in a pond.
When she was a little girl, her and some of her cousins were playing church, and Louise Baptized a chicken. The chicken after live may have been saved, but the poor chicken got dunked too many times. It drowned and became supper that night. Her cousin mentioned this story at her her grave sight. He being the oldest of the cousins got blamed. I have to admit that is how I heard the story, that he was playing the preacher.
She went to High School at Sturgeon Missouri graduating in 1942. She had showed me where the bus picked her up her Freshman year about 4 miles away from their home. Her sophomore and junior years a little closer but still a pretty good walking distance. Her senior year the bus stopped at the gate to the driveway.
Her Senior year they started with nine students and only eight graduated. The Ninth Student went off to war before graduation. Louise name is still on the sidewalk leading to the old high school were it use to stand. Although she is no longer Louise Parks, but Ouise Parks. It is now the elementary school. As of the Spring of 2010 they lost two members of the 1942 graduating class the year of 2009. Louise Parks Smith and George Anglean, whose name is also on the sidewalk. They only have one member left of the eight graduating students.
After graduating high school she moved to Columbia and worked at the Ellis Fischel Cancer Hospital. She sterilized instruments and washed gowns on the top fourth floor. She once told me you could look out over the grounds and north of the hospital was nothing but empty fields. Cow Pasture as she put it.
She roomed with a friend who later married a distant cousin of hers. At that time they did not know they were cousins. She did not know until about 1997-1999 and her friend had already passed away.
While living and working in Columbia she joined the Army in 1945. How did she get into the Army if she did not have a birth certificate, you ask? The president of the Sturgeon Bank signed an affidavit swearing he knew her, she was born when and where Jock and Opal said she was, she was over 18, and etcetera. That is how and when she started wearing army boots.
Gene and Louise started going together in October 1942 at the Moberly Fair. They took a ride on the Farris Wheel and she use to get all giggly when she would talk about stopping at the top. Both sets of grandparents knew each other. My grandma Parks lived next door to my grandpa Smith in 1910.
Louise met Gene by his oldest brother Freddie. Freddie proposed to her several times, her answer was always no. She was in love with Gene. Later in life when I was a young adult Freddie told me I look so much like Louise. You could see the admiration and love in his eyes.

To continue the saga Gene went off to serve his country as well. They both were honorably discharged in 1946. They married March 16 1946 in Randolph County before Louise discharged. They lived in Springfield Missouri for a short time. Louise had to live on barracks and Gene was living with some friends of theirs. They stayed in touch through the years up till the death of Gene and their friends.
After the short stay in Springfield they lived with Jock and Opal. That ended when Gene fired off a shotgun while Jock was milking a cow. The cow kicked the bucket and grandpa let dad have it. They went down the road a ways and stayed with another brother and his wife. Shortly after that they moved to Kansas City by train around 1947, with both duffle bags full of clothes and linens, along with an orange crate full of pots and pans.
They lived on Prospect, Troost, 12th and Euclid in different apartments. They were at 12th and Euclid in 1957 when the tornado hit Ruskin Heights. In the summer of 1957 they bought their first house on Cypress with Gene's VA. They lived there till March of 1962 when they bought a farm six miles north of Archie Missouri on Louise VA. In June of 1972 they sold the farm and moved into Harrisonville, MO staying there until December of 1989. When they sold the house in Harrisonville they sold the dresser to their first bedroom set, their second bedroom set, two giant curio cabinets and the contents of depression glass. They moved to Nevada Missouri into another knew house in January of 1990. They were only thier for seven months before Gene passed away. After the death of Gene, Louise remained in Nevada making many friends.
This is only the basic of how she lived her dash. She was a beautiful person. She did a lot for her communtity while living in Archie, church and made friends easily. Many of her friends were life time friends. She loved her parents and family to the ends of time. As my best friend put it When I think of Louise I think of Love. She was not easy to make mad. She let life and life's tolls roll over her shoulder. I believe she learned that from her mother. It is really hard to describe her in a few words. I can't.

Here is a poem that a fellow Find A Grave member said I could use, Neil B. Smith.

Always a silent hurt,
many a silent tear,
but always a beautiful memory
of one we loved so dear.

God gave us strength to bear it,
and courage to take the blow,
but what it meant to lose you

...no one will ever know.

In loving memory!

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