Angel June 3, 2011

Wilbur Jake Robinson

December 11, 1917 to December 4, 2003

letter from daughter, Jan Robinson Storms

July 7, 2002

Hi gang,

I want to share an interesting experience that happened yesterday concerning my Dad. We were in Stillwater, Eva Lee, Dad, Mom and myself at the Hastings Book Store. We got there minutes before it opened. As I pulled in, I noticed an old beat up pickup on my right. A young man was standing by the passenger door. We got out of the van to go into the store, and Eva, who was helping Mom, said “Watch the step, Mom”. As I walked by the pickup, the young man was on his knees at the edge of the sidewalk. He said, “That is right, watch this step.”

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Memories of Iva Della Robinson By Loweta Robinson VanDusen

Memories of Iva Della Robinson (as told by family members and transcribed by granddaughter LaDell)

By Loweta Robinson VanDusen (oldest daughter of Iva Della)

The first time that I remember something with my mother was when we were living west of Jennings or Hallet. Some lady was there in the living room and someone had written on the wall behind the stove. Mom said that I did it and I had to clean it off. I know that I didn’t do it and was so embarrassed. Anyway that taught me a wonderful lesson even at that age not to ever blame anyone of doing something unless you were absolutely sure. That has been a good lesson for when I was raising my boys and even to grown-ups. Sometimes we think we know what we are talking about and we don’t.

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Lone Chimney School Memories by Dora Robinson Stewart

“Lone Chimney”

by Dora Robinson Stewart

August 2004

I attended Lone Chimney school for grades 1 through 8. I visited a lot with my siblings the year I was five. I had long hair and I can remember the teacher, Vida Grace Cannon, getting me up on her lap, combing and braiding my hair. Miss Cannon married Chet Lentz, who was instantly shipped overseas for WW II. I do not remember her crying a lot my first grade, but my siblings do remember the crying. I do remember her talking and being angry one day. She had received a letter and it had been censored, with pieces cut out. She was saying “Why Chet would never write what he was not supposed to”.

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Memories of Grandma by Carol

There is really a lot that I don’t know about Grandmother but there are several things that I remember about her and I hope you can interpret it all. I’m not much on public speaking or writing or anything.

I can recall that Grandma always wore her homemade aprons, insisted on dinner at 12:00 and told stories with her eyes closed.. She knew all the birthdays of children and grandchildren.

Probably the first time I do remember her, I thought she was a bossy lady in an apron but she was a hard working ole gal.

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The Way it Was

Wilbur and I were born at Brooken. They named me Arthur Gibbs. Gibbs was the doctor’s last name. They said when Dad asked Granddad Fowler for Mamma’s hand, he told Dad he didn’t raise his girls to give away. I guess he consented.

The first place I remember living was 2 miles south of Jennings and 1 ¾ miles west. It was the Fox place. The house set up on a hill. There was a man named Cougar on the creek. He pumped water to the railroad. The hole was known as Dead Man Water Hole. Old man McElroy got soaked and killed some man and put him in it. The hole was south of the field.

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Who was Carney Robinson and What can we learn from his life?

Who was Carney Robinson

and

What can we learn from his life?

By Steve Baker, nephew

Some might say he was hard headed and stubborn and maybe even liked to argue just for fun. Carney also loved being outdoors. He continued hunting and fishing after he was very sick, even though he had to depend on someone else to drive and load his dogs or load his boat and taking him fishing. His love of outdoors was a great match up since hunting and fishing provided many

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CREAM(MILK) CAN by Dora Elizabeth Robinson Stewart

Cream can we called it–most people call it “milk can”.

This cream can was one used on the farm of Keller Gibb and Iva Della Fowler Robinson at Lone Chimney, Pawnee County, Oklahoma.

Okie grandma was their 11th child, baby of 6 boys and 5 girls.

The cans were silver color and would rust if not kept clean and cry. We just painted this one gold to look nice in the house for decoration. Your dad sanded and painted it for me. The can was used to carry the milk from the barn to the cream separator house. We sold cream, so we had a “separator” machine that would separate the cream from the milk. We stored the cream in the same type can that we carried the milk The cream was stored in the storm cellar, cooler down there.

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A EULOGY FOR DAVID N. “BEAR” ROBINSON

A EULOGY FOR DAVID N. “BEAR” ROBINSON

By Mark S. Darrah

July 9, 2001

I’m going to tell you something about David Robinson I didn’t like, but I guess I better tell you about the good things first.

Every test the doctors performed on David, even after all his trauma, chemotherapy, and radiation,showed his heart wasn’t damaged. Are you surprised? You shouldn’t be. David had a big and a strong heart. In his final days when so much was a struggle for him, he would reach down somewhere and find a burst of life, a burst of energy to share with those who loved him, and especially for little children.

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Alone in the Imagination

ALONE IN THE IMAGINATION

February 10, 1996

By Mark Darrah

For many years, Art Robinson owned and operated a dozer service and built many ponds, miles of terraces and cleared acres of timber in Pawnee County and the surrounding area. He was an artist with a dozer and took jobs some thought were impossible just to prove they weren’t. He loved to hunt and a good laugh. In the last years of his life, he won the Wild West many times with Louis L’Amour and delighted in his grandchildren and great-grandchildren. He was honest, he worked hard, and he provided for his family.

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What Our Papa Taught Us June 2, 2011

WHAT OUR PAPA TAUGHT US

by grandchildren

Abbey, Taylor, Audra,Will

From a very early age, our Papa thought that every child’s diet, especially his grandchildren’s, should include a good ol’ cup of coffee every morning. We were sat around the table and given lessons, and we didn’t leave until we had everything down right. We learned that there were sound effects that went along with drinking coffee. We also learned that you had to drink just the right amount, because if you didn’t, your feed would turn black! Along with our coffee, we would have some of our Papa’s personalized pancakes. As a beginning pancake artist, he started out making the letters of our names, and then he branched out into some other forms of art. He even took requests!! After breakfast, Papa would usually drink so much coffee that he would have to pee. Rather than getting up and going, he would send his trustworthy grandchildren to do it for him! As we went off to take our baths, Papa would give us strict instructions: Don’t get wet!!

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Memories and Stories of Iva Della Robinson's family