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Olen Norman Henderson

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Olen Norman Henderson Veteran

Birth
Wayton, Newton County, Arkansas, USA
Death
9 Jun 1997 (aged 89)
Harrison, Boone County, Arkansas, USA
Burial
Wayton, Newton County, Arkansas, USA Add to Map
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Olen Norman Henderson is the son of Larkin 'Lark' & Ora (McCarter) Henderson.
He is the husband of Mildred Eveline (Snow) Henderson.
Olen was a veteran, serving in World War II in the Pacific.
Olen & Mildred had no children of their own but every child they came in contact with became theirs.
Olen was known for 'sangin' to the kids. He'd set a little one on his knee or stand a hesitant one in front of him and say, "Let me sang ye a song." Then off he'd go hummin' and mouthin a little ditty that only he knew the tune to.
He also told some of the neighbor kids that he kept two little 'nigger boys' under his house. That they fed them on cornbread and milk. I'm sure manys the child that has sneaked a peek into the door to the crawl space under their house.
Whenever Olen would tell the kids that story, Mildred would always say, "Law, Olen' don't tell them lil chil'ren that." I know this, as I am one of the little kids, along with my brothers for moral support, that would check out the underneath of Olen & Mildred's house every time we went with our family to visit.
Olen liked nothing better than to grab his fishin pole and tackle box, round up a willing neighbor and head for the creek to spend a night fishing. There were always stories of catches and near misses and monster snakes and noises in the dark woods. The only thing he loved as much as fishing was telling and retelling the stories of each trip. With each tellin' the fish and snakes got bigger and the 'boogers' in the dark got scarier.
Olen Norman Henderson is the son of Larkin 'Lark' & Ora (McCarter) Henderson.
He is the husband of Mildred Eveline (Snow) Henderson.
Olen was a veteran, serving in World War II in the Pacific.
Olen & Mildred had no children of their own but every child they came in contact with became theirs.
Olen was known for 'sangin' to the kids. He'd set a little one on his knee or stand a hesitant one in front of him and say, "Let me sang ye a song." Then off he'd go hummin' and mouthin a little ditty that only he knew the tune to.
He also told some of the neighbor kids that he kept two little 'nigger boys' under his house. That they fed them on cornbread and milk. I'm sure manys the child that has sneaked a peek into the door to the crawl space under their house.
Whenever Olen would tell the kids that story, Mildred would always say, "Law, Olen' don't tell them lil chil'ren that." I know this, as I am one of the little kids, along with my brothers for moral support, that would check out the underneath of Olen & Mildred's house every time we went with our family to visit.
Olen liked nothing better than to grab his fishin pole and tackle box, round up a willing neighbor and head for the creek to spend a night fishing. There were always stories of catches and near misses and monster snakes and noises in the dark woods. The only thing he loved as much as fishing was telling and retelling the stories of each trip. With each tellin' the fish and snakes got bigger and the 'boogers' in the dark got scarier.


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