The Humble Bee (Houston, Tex.), Vol. 20, No. 08, Ed. 1 Sunday, August 1, 1954 Page: 16 of 20
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HERMAN LOYD MITCHELL
1888-1954
Card of Thanks
We wish to express our sincere ap-
preciation to our many friends and
neighbors for their kindnesses during
our bereavement over the loss of our
loved one, A. G. Smith.
I he A. G. Smith family
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Alloyd Dickerson’s two daughters
(12-year-old Carol, looking rather
grown-up in yellow organdy and
pony tails and 19-month old Debbie,
looking the image of her daddy,
Dick), came to the office for an ex-
ceedingly quiet visit—for Debbie.
John T. Irvin, loyal B. E. F. mem-
ber, did much campaigning for a re-
luctant candidate. The more this can-
didate resisted, that much more
powerful were these vote-persuading
speeches. When election day came
these speeches were rewarded with
boomerang success; John T., himself,
was elected B. E. F. representative of
the Storehouse.
An interesting note in the career of
Elbert Davis is the fact that he was
the last and thirteenth employee to
transfer from the old San Antonio
Refinery, and arrived here in Bay-
town exactly thirteen years to the day
after going to work for Humble.
Strolling down the church steps
amongst a heat-weary crowd, Leo
Font’s wife, Edwina, with her pretty
pale blond coloring and dressed in a
How about paying us a visit once in
a while and let us know how the rest
of the plant is doing? We would
enjoy seeing you both because we
kinda miss that Blarney from you.
Sidney Bruce is contemplating
moving to another unit as instrument
man. Replacing Sid is Henry Chil-
dress. Goodbye Sid, hello Henry.
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Monotonous Menu
Baytown Sales Banner—By Yvonne Speed
For our district having worked one
million hours without a disabling in-
jury, employees of the sales depart-
ment received individual safety
awards of Seth Thomas alarm clocks.
We are very proud of our clocks and
are now striving to reach the two
million hour mark.
There seems to be a fad around
the bulk station of buying trucks.
First of all, the Company bought a
pretty red stake truck for Tairl
Laughlin to drive. Then, E. B. Ellis
bought a blue Chevrolet pickup
truck; W. D. English bought a green
Chevrolet carry-all; and J. P. Mitch-
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Thirteen Is Lucky
Number for Elbert Davis
Storehouse Stock—By Myrteel Bozarth
Though he made an admirable ef-
fort at substitute announcing, E. J.
Freeman’s “sandwiches and pies”
couldn’t quite measure up to Eddie
Johnson’s lusty, sleep-rousing:
“SANDWICHES! AND PIES!”
which vibrates the office like a train
porter’s bawling each day during the
coffee hour.
The reason G. E. Lenamond was
so apparently nonchalant after shar-
ing a delicious cake with his lunch
companions and receiving a hurri-
cane of praise was that he is so ac-
customed to his 9-year-old daughter,
Judith Dianne (who baked the cake),
creating sensations with her cooking.
Once, a couple of years ago, Judith
Dianne baked a cake on the stage of
a Homemakers’ television program
in Houston.
“What! No bathtub?” was the
chaffing, ironic-tinctured comment of
one John Ward after reading a two-
page list (which included such items
as: Mattress, bath towels, cold cream,
record player, radio, etc.) which
Juanita Waldrip had prepared in an-
ticipation of a week end “roughing
it” with husband Doc on the shores
of an East Texas river.
R. C. Beeman is in the throes of
building another new home—just
about his fifth one, isn’t it?—on Mis-
souri Street. And A. L. Wilkey will
soon move into the first abode he has
ever built, a handsome frame struc-
ture, located on an acre tract on the
Kilgore Road. And on the subject of
new homes—Gaston Wilkins is thor-
oughly pleased with his, as well as
his new and friendly neighborhood
in Lakewood.
Standing in the corridor, after hav-
ing gravely listened while Ruth Adele
Vance explained how much time and
effort and how many gallons of paint
it took for husband Allen to repaint
their home, E. H. Busby replied:
“That’s just the reason I built my
house of rock, with practically no ex-
posed wood.” . . . And those are
truly words of wisdom for anyone
who is planning on building any-
where.
soft, sheer cotton frock, a picture hat,
and white accessories, gave a refresh-
ing illusion of springtide coolness on
the blazing noon scene.
The vacation exodus this season
was highlighted with glamorous
travel by three from this department:
Mollie Shoemaker drove to Key West
and Miami, Florida for an interest-
ing itinerary of sight-seeing, swim-
ming, and sunning on the beaches ...
Mattie Anderson took an airborn trip
to Denver, where she spent a week
attending the Opera Festival . . . And
Leona Clark toured a portion of Can-
ada, indulged in a New York City
shopping spree, then saw the sights
in Washington, D. C., after her trip
to Detroit to purchase her new Ford.
Having spent his two-weeks-of-
work in and around Aransas Pass,
Bob Muckleroy came back to work a
dozen shades browner, relaxed, and
rather jovial, replying to the invari-
able question: “How was fishing?”
with: “I caught them by the hun-
dreds.”
Helen Fletcher spent her vacation
around the range—kitchen range,
that is, in a tile and oak panelled and
spacious kitchen which is a brand
new, remodeled attraction in her at-
tractive Wright Street home.
And Bill Moore wound his vaca-
tion up with a long-promised, over-
night trip to the beach with son,
Bobby and daughter, Kay. The night
fulfilled all this little group’s fond-
est expectations: moonlight and salt
wind, a driftwood fire, and supper on
the shore, blankets and restful re-
pose to the music of a wild surf,
until the wind died down—then there
was sudden flight before an onslaught
of mosquitoes, and home to bed be-
hind the welcome protection of win-
dow screens.
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Final rites were held at Timpson
for Herman L. Mitchell, storehouse
annuitant who passed away August 4.
Mr. Mitchell is survived by his
widow.
A native of Carthage, he attended
school there and at McClain. He served
in the U. S. Infantry during World
War I, and was employed in oil field
work for several years in Arkansas
before joining Humble at McCamey
refinery in 1928.
Mr. Mitchell transferred to the Bay-
town refinery pipe department in 1928,
then to the storehouse in 1942, where
he was employed at the time of his
retirement in 1950.
The BEE joins Mr. Mitchell’s many
friends in Baytown in extending heart-
felt sympathy to bereaved survivors.
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Mabry, G. A. The Humble Bee (Houston, Tex.), Vol. 20, No. 08, Ed. 1 Sunday, August 1, 1954, periodical, August 1, 1954; Houston, Texas. (https://texashistory.unt.edu/ark:/67531/metapth1482283/m1/16/: accessed July 17, 2024), University of North Texas Libraries, The Portal to Texas History, https://texashistory.unt.edu; crediting Sterling Municipal Library.