Doris Ruth Harvey

  • Birth: 20 JUL 1919 Pattonville TX
  • Death: 7 AUG 2000
  • Burial: TX-Delta-Cooper-Oaklawn Cemetery
  • Sex: F
  • Living: N



  • Preston Echols


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Photo: Ruth Harvey and John Harold Harvey

Obituary: The Paris News; Wednesday August 9, 2000. Doris Ruth Harvey Echols

COOPER - Ruth Echols of Cooper departed this earthly life Monday, Aug. 7, 2000, to be with her Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ.
Services will be at 10 a.m. Thursday, Aug. 10, at First United Methodist church of Cooper with the Rev. Gifford Long officiating. Burial will be in Oaklawn Cemetery by Delta Funeral Home. The family will receive friends from 7-8:30 p.m. Wednesday at Delta Funeral Home.
Mrs. Echols was born July 20, 1919, in Pattonville, to John Arthur and Bessie Hicks Harvey. She married Preston Echols march 16, 1947. They lived in Delta County for 49 years. He preceded her in death Sept. 7, 1996. Mrs. Echols received a B.A. degree from East Texas State College in 1941 and taught at Paris High School from 1941 until 1947. She served as Delta County treasurer for two terms and was a member of First United Methodist church of Cooper where she served as a Sunday school teacher, church secretary, and on various church committees. Later, she became a member of Calvary United Methodist Church in Paris. She also was preceded in death by a brother, John Harold Harvey.
Surviving are a son, Robert Echols and wife Becky of Melissa; three daughters, Linda Miller and husband Keith of Nocona, Elaine Fore and husband Fred of Windom, and Amy Fisher and husband John of Paris; one sister, Sarah Redus of Paris; and nine grandchildren.
She was a loving mother and wife, and a wonderful homemaker. We will all miss her and we will rejoice in the day that we will all meet again. Tell Grandpa hello for us.


Source: 1920 Census. Texas Lamar County ED 110 Sheet 3 Line 66 NAME REL SEX AGE Harvey, John Head M 29 Harvey, Bessie Wife F 21 Harvey, John H. Son M Harvey, Doris R. D Green, Martha Grandmother F 74 Green, Sam Grandfather M 73

* Ruth Harvey Recollections * Mark Hicks * * 08/13/2000

Source: Sarah Francis Redus. This is a letter written to Sarah Francis by Ruth. Date is unknown.

Dear Sweet sister, Sarah

It's a dreary day outside. Preston is out making his rounds. I think I hear his truck.

I've been catching up on my writing since I have been having to stay in. Lot's of time for reflection.

We wish we could have made to your house Christmas Eve. I know all of you had a great time together. I've been thinking back on Christmases years ago when we went to Grandmother and Grandpa Burns. Those are the Christmases that stand out in my mind. I can't remember ever having a tree in our home (little red house) in Milton for Chistmas. Of course, you don't - ha - since you were just a few months old when we moved to Paris. The Christmases at Grandmother and Grandpa's home in Blossom we always looked forward to. Grandpa would cut down a cedar tree in the woods that reached the ceiling. Grandpa would always get a crate of oranges and apples. Grandmother always had a gift for everyone - she would buy gifts for drop-ins who might come by for a visit. She was so generous, thought of everyone, even if it was a pair of socks or a handkerchief. I'm sure their income was not much. I do remember that she received a pension from the government because of Uncle Baxter's being killed in WW I, and I remember Mama telling me she got $56 a month, but that $6 went a long way. Grandmother always looked as nice and neat in her clothes. She loved to dress-up and went to town or church or wherever - a very stately woman.

They lived west from Blossom, you had to cross the railroad tracks as the track ran in front of their house. We, Harold and I, used to sit out on the ground and wait for the train to come by, the freight trains mostly, as we would count the cars. In those days - late 20's and early 30's - the Depression years - many people (men out of work) who wrode the freight trains - going somewhere to find work I suppose - many times men would get off at Grandmother's and come to her house for a meal. We called the men “hoboes.” She would always feed them and send them on their way. She never turned any of them away hungry.

She and Grandpa butchered hogs, had chickens and turkeys. I'll never forget when a gobbler (I think it was a male) chased me from the out-house to the back screened-in porch. He waited for me to come out and when I thought I could “make it” he almost caught up with me but I got in on the porch on time. I was never so scared. The out-house was far from their house. I ran for dear life! He was mean!

Jack used to “play” Santa. But at the time I thought he was “really” Santa. In those days it seemed to snow every Christmas. Once when we were there, I'm not sure if it was at Christmas, but one of my teeth was loose and they put a string around it, tied it to a door knob and pulled it out and it landed over int he corner of the room and after I had dried my tears and washed my mouth out, I went to hunt for the tooth and found it on top of a stack of pennies in the corner … however old I was - 7 or 8 or 9 - and I used to wonder where those pennies came from and how they got there - ha! I thought I was rich, ha!

Grandmother always had lots of food to eat - cakes, pies, and all kinds of meat - ham, chicken.

Besides Christmas memories, other occasions stand out in my mind. Grandmother always bought us an Easter basket filled with “goodies,” and other occasions. I thought those Easter baskets were the prettiest things I had ever seen and looked forward to those occasions.

In a way, coming to your house was a little like going to Granmother's on Christmas. Your home always looks so festive and so many goodies to eat. Our children, when they were little could hardly wait till we got to your house, and I can remember before Vernon passed away we would get up there sometimes before you all got out of bed - ha! “Early birds - eh! They all still enjoy coming to your home.

Grandma Harvey was a very stately woman, she always looked so nice in her clothes. She was a widow as long as I can remember. I think I remember Mama saying that Grandpa was killed by a mule kicking him in the head. I never knew him, so this must have happened before I was born. She lived with her 9 children, taking time about. She came and lived with us when we moved to Paris in 1928. You were only 6 months old. We lived on E. Houston - not in the short home - but closer to town. I slept with her, and I can remember her getting down on her knees each night and praying. It made a “big” impression on me. We always had “thanks” before meals. She was very religious. She took me to church and Sunday school with her. “Aunt Pet” lived across the street from us. I can't remember how she was related to us or to Grandma.

I remember Grandma having a grey (satin I think) dress she wore to church and grey beads. She looked so pretty. I sat with her in church and she sat down near the front row. At prayer time she knelt down on her knees. That made a deep impression on me. She was a very devout woman.

I've just been reflecting. Have had lots of time for that. Mama may have told you some of these things. Thought you children might like to know something about their great-grandparents, just a few thoughts of mine.

Get Teresa to make me a print (copy) of these 3 pages. I'll pay her. Thought I would give my children a copy about their great-grandparents. We never have a chance to talk about things like this. ###

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