Leben is buried on the right side of his father and step-mother's plot. For this reason, it is often thought he is the son of Green & Emma. His mother is Green's first wife, Eddilin Hall Hutcheson. She is buried in Mount Zion Primitive Baptist Church Cemetery, Norristown, in Emanuel County.
His sister, BeAnn Hutcheson Henry is my maternal G Grandmother.
Uncle Leeb, as he was called, was a quiet man. He always wore overalls and usually ironed white shirts, even to work in the fields. He was a farmer and was slow walking and slow talking, with a soft southern drawl. I remember him being kind, as one of my memories of him was when we were visiting his brother's family. He took the time to sit under a tree and talk to a probably too chatty little girl.
He joined the Army for WW I and then later for WW II, but was medically discharged due to a hernia before he could be shipped out. He received a small disability check from the Army.
He never married, and as the story came to me from my mother, he did fall in love once. He was a bit older than the young lady, but was complete taken with her, often visiting with her and her family. She supposedly broke it off and married a man more her own age. He never got over it apparently, and I assume that one love was all he ever wanted.
He was a bit on the "miserly" side, often even hiding or burying money. One afternoon when my mother was a little girl, her and her brothers had been outside playing and found a big jar of change in an old mason jar setting on a foundation block under the house. Of course, being children, they thought they had really found a treasure! When they took the money jar inside to their mama, she told them that it probably belonged to him and that they would have to give it back. They were upset, but complied. Uncle Leeb then gave all three children (my mother and her 2 brothers) a quarter each for "finding" it and giving it to him. My mother felt this was a cheap price for so much money! Oh, the thoughts of children!
When he passed, we learned that as a young man, he had aquired a huge amount of land covered in virgin pine timber. He had purchased some of it for as little as .15 cents an acre many years ago and had never developed it, cleared it for farming, nor cut the timber. He lived often as a pauper when he lived alone, but he had also lived with different family over the years. At the time of his passing, he was "worth a fortune" as the saying goes.
When he lived with my grandparents, times that he would go into town and purchase something, he would always bring back beef brisket. He loved the way my grandmother prepared it, with gravy, potatoes, onions and seasonings, served with cornbread. My grandmother got so tired of brisket and wished that he would bring some other cut of beef..ANYTHING but brisket!
To an outsider, he may have seemed to live a lonely and/or sad existance, but I think he was satisfied, content and happy. May he always rest in peace. Love Always, the too chatty little girl.
His sister, BeAnn Hutcheson Henry is my maternal G Grandmother.
Uncle Leeb, as he was called, was a quiet man. He always wore overalls and usually ironed white shirts, even to work in the fields. He was a farmer and was slow walking and slow talking, with a soft southern drawl. I remember him being kind, as one of my memories of him was when we were visiting his brother's family. He took the time to sit under a tree and talk to a probably too chatty little girl.
He joined the Army for WW I and then later for WW II, but was medically discharged due to a hernia before he could be shipped out. He received a small disability check from the Army.
He never married, and as the story came to me from my mother, he did fall in love once. He was a bit older than the young lady, but was complete taken with her, often visiting with her and her family. She supposedly broke it off and married a man more her own age. He never got over it apparently, and I assume that one love was all he ever wanted.
He was a bit on the "miserly" side, often even hiding or burying money. One afternoon when my mother was a little girl, her and her brothers had been outside playing and found a big jar of change in an old mason jar setting on a foundation block under the house. Of course, being children, they thought they had really found a treasure! When they took the money jar inside to their mama, she told them that it probably belonged to him and that they would have to give it back. They were upset, but complied. Uncle Leeb then gave all three children (my mother and her 2 brothers) a quarter each for "finding" it and giving it to him. My mother felt this was a cheap price for so much money! Oh, the thoughts of children!
When he passed, we learned that as a young man, he had aquired a huge amount of land covered in virgin pine timber. He had purchased some of it for as little as .15 cents an acre many years ago and had never developed it, cleared it for farming, nor cut the timber. He lived often as a pauper when he lived alone, but he had also lived with different family over the years. At the time of his passing, he was "worth a fortune" as the saying goes.
When he lived with my grandparents, times that he would go into town and purchase something, he would always bring back beef brisket. He loved the way my grandmother prepared it, with gravy, potatoes, onions and seasonings, served with cornbread. My grandmother got so tired of brisket and wished that he would bring some other cut of beef..ANYTHING but brisket!
To an outsider, he may have seemed to live a lonely and/or sad existance, but I think he was satisfied, content and happy. May he always rest in peace. Love Always, the too chatty little girl.
Leben is buried on the right side of his father and step-mother's plot. For this reason, it is often thought he is the son of Green & Emma. His mother is Green's first wife, Eddilin Hall Hutcheson. She is buried in Mount Zion Primitive Baptist Church Cemetery, Norristown, in Emanuel County.
His sister, BeAnn Hutcheson Henry is my maternal G Grandmother.
Uncle Leeb, as he was called, was a quiet man. He always wore overalls and usually ironed white shirts, even to work in the fields. He was a farmer and was slow walking and slow talking, with a soft southern drawl. I remember him being kind, as one of my memories of him was when we were visiting his brother's family. He took the time to sit under a tree and talk to a probably too chatty little girl.
He joined the Army for WW I and then later for WW II, but was medically discharged due to a hernia before he could be shipped out. He received a small disability check from the Army.
He never married, and as the story came to me from my mother, he did fall in love once. He was a bit older than the young lady, but was complete taken with her, often visiting with her and her family. She supposedly broke it off and married a man more her own age. He never got over it apparently, and I assume that one love was all he ever wanted.
He was a bit on the "miserly" side, often even hiding or burying money. One afternoon when my mother was a little girl, her and her brothers had been outside playing and found a big jar of change in an old mason jar setting on a foundation block under the house. Of course, being children, they thought they had really found a treasure! When they took the money jar inside to their mama, she told them that it probably belonged to him and that they would have to give it back. They were upset, but complied. Uncle Leeb then gave all three children (my mother and her 2 brothers) a quarter each for "finding" it and giving it to him. My mother felt this was a cheap price for so much money! Oh, the thoughts of children!
When he passed, we learned that as a young man, he had aquired a huge amount of land covered in virgin pine timber. He had purchased some of it for as little as .15 cents an acre many years ago and had never developed it, cleared it for farming, nor cut the timber. He lived often as a pauper when he lived alone, but he had also lived with different family over the years. At the time of his passing, he was "worth a fortune" as the saying goes.
When he lived with my grandparents, times that he would go into town and purchase something, he would always bring back beef brisket. He loved the way my grandmother prepared it, with gravy, potatoes, onions and seasonings, served with cornbread. My grandmother got so tired of brisket and wished that he would bring some other cut of beef..ANYTHING but brisket!
To an outsider, he may have seemed to live a lonely and/or sad existance, but I think he was satisfied, content and happy. May he always rest in peace. Love Always, the too chatty little girl.
His sister, BeAnn Hutcheson Henry is my maternal G Grandmother.
Uncle Leeb, as he was called, was a quiet man. He always wore overalls and usually ironed white shirts, even to work in the fields. He was a farmer and was slow walking and slow talking, with a soft southern drawl. I remember him being kind, as one of my memories of him was when we were visiting his brother's family. He took the time to sit under a tree and talk to a probably too chatty little girl.
He joined the Army for WW I and then later for WW II, but was medically discharged due to a hernia before he could be shipped out. He received a small disability check from the Army.
He never married, and as the story came to me from my mother, he did fall in love once. He was a bit older than the young lady, but was complete taken with her, often visiting with her and her family. She supposedly broke it off and married a man more her own age. He never got over it apparently, and I assume that one love was all he ever wanted.
He was a bit on the "miserly" side, often even hiding or burying money. One afternoon when my mother was a little girl, her and her brothers had been outside playing and found a big jar of change in an old mason jar setting on a foundation block under the house. Of course, being children, they thought they had really found a treasure! When they took the money jar inside to their mama, she told them that it probably belonged to him and that they would have to give it back. They were upset, but complied. Uncle Leeb then gave all three children (my mother and her 2 brothers) a quarter each for "finding" it and giving it to him. My mother felt this was a cheap price for so much money! Oh, the thoughts of children!
When he passed, we learned that as a young man, he had aquired a huge amount of land covered in virgin pine timber. He had purchased some of it for as little as .15 cents an acre many years ago and had never developed it, cleared it for farming, nor cut the timber. He lived often as a pauper when he lived alone, but he had also lived with different family over the years. At the time of his passing, he was "worth a fortune" as the saying goes.
When he lived with my grandparents, times that he would go into town and purchase something, he would always bring back beef brisket. He loved the way my grandmother prepared it, with gravy, potatoes, onions and seasonings, served with cornbread. My grandmother got so tired of brisket and wished that he would bring some other cut of beef..ANYTHING but brisket!
To an outsider, he may have seemed to live a lonely and/or sad existance, but I think he was satisfied, content and happy. May he always rest in peace. Love Always, the too chatty little girl.
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