Sunday, November 04, 2018

Lead .. or Follow .. by Tommy Nichols

From our editor, Tommy Nichols, this weeks editorial. From the PEA RIDGE POST
Its a very good read and I'm sure that you will like it too. Thank you Tommy for what you do.
Here's our story of the week.
Every since I was old enough to stand on my own two feet my father and mother pounded into my brother and I to be a leader and not a follower. I've been blessed to have such amazing examples of just what that is all throughout my childhood. Since age 3 I would watch my amazing local legend of a father go and lock himself into a room for hours on end to study to become the leader and success he has now become.
I saw my mother sacrifice time after time and give up on her dreams for those of my brother and I and do it all with a smile on her face and then go out of her way to take care of many a child in this community so they would have a chance in this mine field called life, she did it not wanting or demanding thanks or praise but because it was what was the right thing the AMERICAN thing to do and because her parents raised her to be a leader as well, those were my perfect examples of leaders.
As time would pass as always does I would watch my dad transform into the perfect definition of a leader. I would be watching TV at my dad's old office and he would walk in with many a random stranger and I would have to leave and would run to the next room to listen to them through the walls as they would talk and as I think back now how neat it was to have all these random people that would come to him for help and advice, why? Because he knew what he was talking about and because he was a leader in our little small town community.
My father would run for office, advise candidates, run their elections and be appointed by state representatives, senators and US Congressmen to many boards because these people knew what he stood for that he could be counted upon and there it is again, because they knew others looked up to him and respected his opinions because he was a leader.
Due to my parents my brother and I are what is sadly a rare case in this day and age, I am an independent and rely upon no one to guide me, tell me or show me what to do or what I should or how I should think! We live in a time where everywhere you turn there is something or someone screaming at you demanding you to fall into a certain category and God forbid if you go against it.
America use to be full of strong minded country first people's sadly those times have come and are long gone we are a land of the follower being lead by the hand and with a blindfold over our faces by those in this case is a political party, actor, talking heads on the television, social media and the worst of all the main stream media itself. Over time people have been beaten and broken down mentally and told you are not to stand up or stand out you are to be what my parents demanded me not to ever be you are to be a follower. No, not anymore we must return to the America of old where it was smiled upon and parents tried to teach their young as mine did to be the voice of the group and not just another voice in it.
Ask yourself why do they want all of us to just follow along with the crowd and be walking, breathing zombies we've now become? It's so the few at the top can maintain control, control of what you see, what you hear, what you think and what emotions you feel so they can use you anytime they so please be it for monetary gain or to help keep them in control politically a land of the follower is much easier to control than a land full of independent minded leaders! If everyone would instantly just stop following along mindlessly, blindly and opened up their eyes and stop believing anything that comes across on the idiot box and began to think, research and took a stand and began to lead and not follow can you imagine the euphoria that we as a nation could enjoy? Boy how great that would be!
A lot of our problems would be gone, especially in the political arena because we would not be the moronic shell we currently are and would not allow these people to push us around and use our brains and voice as they so please.
If we stood up and started thinking for ourselves and doing our own research instead of having some intern at CNN, MSNBC or FOX typing up what a small minority at the top tell them to and then have the soul less beings on the box read and shove into us to take as fact we would then be the one's with all the power and control.
There would be no more need for these slander TV political ads that are currently being shoved down our throats because we would know the real truth there would be no more nonfactual, unneeded, uncalled for name calling and hate speech from or to one political party to the other. It would simply be a brand new America where we the people are once again back in total control and can get back to the days of old back where being a leader is the "cool" in thing and not frowned upon and we can stop being that follower that my parents warned me all those years ago to never become.
We must raise our youth and teach them that it's ok to think for yourself and ok to disagree with others and just because you do you're not an evil person or a racist it's smiled upon to stand up and be what we so desperately need more of in the America of today, it's a good thing to be the leader!
Editor for the Pea Ridge Post

Monday, October 22, 2018

Helping around THE HOUSE - fixers and doers

These folks are between jobs and will help you fix, clean, paint your house  -- and do yard work to assist the homeowner.  

Allie and Van Sims ..

850 572-1798

They work very hard and get the job done.  They have done enough of their own repairs and help with others to know what they are doing. 

This recent work on a house and yard in Chumuckla was WELL WORTH what they charged.  

Contact them via their facebook page for now .....  CHUMUCKLA ROCKS. (She paints themed rocks for people and groups to buy for fun and gifting.) 

 Allie and Van Riggs Sims  FB Contact (messenger)

Wednesday, September 05, 2018

A Simple Piece of Fabric by Tommy Nichols

It's just a simple piece of fabric. It has three colors has thirteen stripes and fifty tiny stars. To the world, it's just another flag, but to us it's so much more. It may be of simple fabric, but the stitching that binds it together is made up of all Americans, past, present and future. 

One may say its the blood that has been spilled by our brave men and women that have fought and died for it, or one might say its the blood of all those that have stood against it and tried to forever erase it from this world! Our flag is not like the flags of other countries, yes, our flag may have some things in common with some, but the difference is we don't look at it as just a flag. No, when an American looks at our flag we see so much more. 

We see a small group of people who were willing to die for just an opportunity, nothing guaranteed, just a simple shot at being something this world had never known. We see a group of men who were willing to sacrifice everything from their homes to the lives of their families for this flag. A group of men coming together in hiding to place their knowingly treasonous signature upon a simple piece of parchment that would take a long sea voyage to our own oppressor to show we will no longer be held down. We see a small unorganized band of rag tag military young men and boys who wanted to fight the top military in the world for
the chance to wave this flag whenever they so chose. 

We see General George Washington riding high upon his noble steed while showing complete confidence, even in the most dreaded of times. We see our nation growing by more than half with the Louisiana Purchase from the French. We see Lewis and Clark, encouraged by manifest destiny, going out and conquering the unknown to reach our sister shore of the Pacific. When gazing into that red white and blue banner we see Abraham Lincoln giving a short little speech on what was a battlefield where many men had fought and fell for the freedom of our enslaved brothers and sisters. We See FDR creating The New Deal to help pull us from the depths of a dark moment in American history, The Great Depression and one by one every citizen pushing ahead knowing better days are on the horizon. 

We see the empire of Japan cowardly and viciously attacking our Pacific Fleet at Pearl Harbor in what they thought would break our backs and force us upon our knees, but in all reality the only thing it would do was spark a fire that till this very day still rages within all Americans, Admiral Yamamoto was indeed correct by saying" I fear all we have done is awaken a sleeping giant and fuel him with a terrible resolve!" We see all races and all colors coming together to create a movement, a movement that would forever change this land for the better. 

We see Dr. Martin Luther King telling the world of his dream of all
races coming together as one to make this country even better and truly create what our founding father's were speaking of when they wrote those words that "All men are created equal" We see a flag that has faced many trials and tribulations and has overcome each and every time always for the better, we see a flag that will forever fly high into the heavens for we are a nation under God, we may not be a perfect nation, we may have our disputes and issues but we are one that is always going to do what is mortally correct we were raised with American values, these values are not something we take lightly no, generation after generation all American parents instill these into their children to continue to pass onward, they are very simple. 

Always stand up for the little guy, always try to do the right thing (though we are not perfect and there are times we may stumble, but just remember as long as we get back up, dust off and get back on the right path we will be fine!) , never start a fight, but be dang certain you finish it if it comes a calling, always respect your elders your parents and a man and always treat women as if on a pedestal! These aren't that hard to do and one would think all should do these simple tasks (oh how sweet a world this would be) But the sad thing is they don't, there are those that strive and live in that small dark area known as chaos, confusion, carnige and well, simply put just evil. 

When every American STANDS up squints their eyes, puts that right hand over their chest or our veterans salute and look skyward towards that oh so simple beautiful banner a waving in the wind,
that Red, White and Blue, we all get those very same goose bumps we all have the hair stand up right along with us on the back of our necks, why? It's all because of that idea that a few had so long ago that would blossom into this great, mighty land and because of the forever fight to keep that idea alive the sibling struggles we'd have thru the years all the growing pains of a nation and because of all the great people we have loved and lost that have fought for this land and that very flag along this journey. 

So when asked what do you see when you look at our flag? The answer is very simple, as simple as can be, WE SEE AMERICA! This is what these Americans see when they see our nation's flag! 

Chris Horn: A new start, hard work and dedication.
Christian Perry: Honor most of all.
Jonathan Phillips: Freedom for all.
Robbie Coffield: Soldiers that fought for us and then would never come home.
Frank Trommlen: I see a country that has given my family so many opportunities and freedoms!
Kristin Bolton: I see and feel pride!
Chris Hilburn: Freedom and the blood of our soldiers.
Felicia Norris: I see people standing together as one.
Travis Cantrell: Pride, freedom and dedication.

Nick Carr: Home, sacrifice, dreams, freedom, and ‘MERICA!
Matt Mertins: Freedom, sacrifice, bravery, and simply said GREATNESS!
Cody Martin: Thankful I was born here and not someplace else!
Dylan Hesser: The only word, HOME!
Garry Swanson: The pain of the Boston massacre, Pearl Harbor,

the Twin Towers and more. 

I see pride in what occurred after them as we all would come together and put aside all our differences to first mourn then to fight back with a vengeance and overcome!

Friday, August 31, 2018

Matt Dobson - Catching Cricketts

Matt Dobson is an author of several faith based books. This one is a new road for him. It is an Historical Romance and it involves the long disappeared community of Coon Hill near Chumuckla. You can sense the reverence he has for his roots in this area and the appreciation for the pioneers of Coon Hill. Contact Matt to find his book ... which is also available from Amazon.

Matt's roll in raising funds to restore the Coon Hill Cemetery has been an example of community spirit and giving. An Annual 5K Run for the Cemetery raises funds to repair damage and maintain the historic place. 

Here - Matt is awarded an IRISH BLESSING from a Navy Veteran for his work as an Army Chaplain. Presented at Coon Hill.

Saturday, August 25, 2018

NEED Some Fresh Contributors

This Blog has been around for a lot of years. One of the great advantages of the blog is that it can reference any post easily and be re-posted to ANY social media by a simple link.  IT is as easy as a word processor. As easy as Facebook. Posts here are OFTEN shared to Facebook or Twitter.

IT becomes a superb base repository for news and events of the community. Essays (columns), photos, videos, obituaries and other interesting and informative local items are encouraged.
(I've grown a little slack on obituaries lately - its easy - just cut and paste a link to the funeral home or newspaper link or copy and paste the info).

 IF YOU HAVE some interest in helping inform the CHUMUCKLA community and those who care about it, let have your email to get you on the team.

Having ten or twenty contributors is NOT a problem.

Not many rules except to follow the usual social media courtesies. I try to keep this blog free of politics but basic ballot information is encouraged.  There are a lot of social media sites that excel in political debate. Use those to extend those discussions.

Are you game?  Send your email so we can get you on the team.

IF you feel you can help improve the presence of the website (which is a WSYWIG free site provided by Google for free) - let me know.  A little time once every week or two or even every month or two can be a big help to the community. IF you are interested in it ... you can figure a lot of other people are too.

Vic - at
(which is a link to a post on this blog actually)

Friday, August 24, 2018

Blessed We Are - by Tommy Nichols

How blessed are we? I realized yesterday morning when walking our hyper dog Tex and kitties Puppet Master and Rasta Man (yes, I the big thick bald headed long beard man walks his cats) That we all are literally blessed, God gave us a beautiful place to live! 

The Northwest of the state of a Florida is a rare mixture of outdoor beauty and excitement along with a rare history no other can boast. We are blessed to wake up each morning and have the option to decide to either go hop in a tube or canoe and hit the creeks of the Canoe Capital of Florida and just relax as we float by with our mind drifting ever so slowly away from any problems we may have. We could choose to take a trip to Santa Rosa Island and stroll along the world's whitest beaches and take a dive in that emerald, green, clear, and salty water of Pensacola Beach, or we could head on over to Navarre Beach and cast a line from the longest pier on the Gulf Coast and try to hook that oh so sweet wall hanger that you'll be telling your buddies for the rest of your life was even bigger than the mount gives it credit for.

We have some of the finest farm land around with some of the best family farmers running them in which allows us to shout to the world about how great our peanuts and cotton are. We are blessed with some amazing, truly astounding lakes and mighty rivers that 
some of the top fresh water activities take place upon all year round. Our forests and parks easily out do those of other cities and states, Blackwater River State Park will make you think of simpler times and if you listen closely you can still hear the men swinging axes as they cut down timber to float down to historic Milton Florida. 

We have some crazy good history right below our very feet that we're blessed with, one can go to the first settlement of US Regions in Pensacola and stand right where those same Spanish explorers once stood with a face of shock and awe as they looked upon the beauty of what would become our home but at the time was home to our nation's first people the Muscogee Creeks.

How many others can say their homeland was at one time under the rule of five different flags? The first being that of those same Spanish explorers that came aground many a year ago looking to make a permanent settlement in the new world, the next would be the French followed by the British and when the war between the states erupted, it flew the flag of the Confederate States of America, then finally, and to this very day it shines under the flag of these United States of America.

We're blessed to say our home is the Cradle of Naval Aviation at Pensacola Naval Air Station along with other great bases nearby such as Corry Station and Whiting Field, where many years before us there were brave men and women doing everything they could to help conquer this new way of war. We are beyond blessed that we share our home with one of the most elite flying performers in this world, we call them our angels in blue, but to the world they're known as The Blue Angels Flight Demonstration Team.

We're blessed that we can go pay respects to all the bravest of the brave men and women who have given their all in defense of our country at the Veterans Memorial Park and Wall South, not many others are as blessed as us with such an honor.

 We can then easily head over to one of the breathtaking forts for a quick history fix, be it, Fort Barrancas, where at one time Confederate forces had occupied it or Fort Pickens where the great Apache Chief Geronimo was once held and then walk over to pay homage to our lands fallen at Fort Barrancas National Cemetery our version of Arlington. 

We even can learn to dive at some of the best dive schools around and then head below those sweet emerald waters and pay a visit to the USS Oriskany, which became the biggest artificial reef to be purposely sunk in 2006, I mean, come on -- how awesome is that? Then as we come ashore we can check out the absolutely astounding Pensacola Lighthouse and bask in it's glory and its great history. We are blessed to have such cool things allowed to us to go take part in to pass the time such as just that our country's great American pastime baseball, for back in 2012 the Carolina Mudcats the double A affiliate of the Cincinnati Reds organization would be brought here and would become our Pensacola Blue Wahoos and have an immaculate stadium built to play in at Admiral Fetterman Field. 


Our area is so blessed, and plays a huge role in all of the national sports leagues along with singers and actors across the land, we have an NFL Hall of Fame member in Derrick Brooks and Emmitt Smith, current NFL stars Alfred Morris and Damarius Randall and more, boxing living legend Roy Jones Jr. MLB Hall of Famer Don Sutton with current MLB stars Josh Donaldson and Addison Russell, screen actress Katy Mixon, singers Aaron Tippin, Chloe Channell and Austin Carlile along with CBS news great Bill Kurtis, many WWE (wrestlers) such as current champion Roman Reigns and lastly two time PGA Master's Champion Bubba Watson. 

We live where many cultures have chosen to settle and call home creating a great melting pot of sorts, that in turn brings us many different forms of food, great learning experiences and opportunities to become even more worldly a people. We were truly blessed when the good lord gave us all these special gifts, why he chose to bless upon us all this one will never know all we can do is be eternally grateful and thank him for blessing us all.

We can walk tall and proud with a huge smile upon all of our faces knowing he chose us, it's all of our duties to help maintain, keep and share these wonderful blessings with all the world and continue to help our areas bright light shining for many a generation and all to forever see.

How blessed are we !

by Tommy Nichols - Aug 2018

Friday, July 06, 2018

Colbert Campbell 1934 -2018

Colbert Campbell
One of Chumuckla's most endearing persons has passed away after a period of illness.  Yes. He was my favorite cousin.

 Sunday, JULY 8  1pm - 5pm
Wallace Baptist Church
6601 Chumuckla Highway

1:00 - FAMILY
2:00 - Visitation
3:00 - Funeral at Wallace Church
Followed by internment at Elizabeth Chapel
With heartfelt condolences and prayers

Colbert Campbell

Pace - Colbert W. Campbell, age 84 of Pace, FL, passed away Wednesday, July 6, 2018, after a long life of service to his family, his employer, his country, his church, and his community.

He was born on January 18, 1934, in Chumuckla, FL., to the late Cuyler H. Campbell and Bessie Savelle Campbell. Colbert served in the Air Force and was retired from civil service at Pensacola Naval Air Station. He was a long-time member of Elizabeth Chapel Methodist Church and more recently a faithful attendee at Wallace Baptist Church. He was on the Board of Directors of Chumuckla Water System. He will be lovingly remembered and appreciated for his years of service as caretaker of Elizabeth Chapel Cemetery.

Besides his parents, he was preceded in death by his brothers, Clayton Campbell, Otto Campbell, Oswald Campbell, Donald Campbell, Winston Campbell and a sister Evelyn Jamison. Surviors include his wife of 63 years Rema Ingram Campbell; his daughter, Sharon Schile (Donnie) and his son Ronnie Campbell (Rosemary); four granddaughters, Christen Campbell, Caitlin Campbell Polhamus (Sam), Rachel Campbell, and Ashley Hendrickson and one grandson Trey Hendrickson; five great grandchildren; brothers, Rufus and Glen, of Chumuckla, FL.; and sisters, Lucille Lee of Robertsdale, AL., and Louise Gregory of Pensacola, FL.

Funeral services will be conducted Sunday, July 8, 2018; visitation, 2:00 P.M. Wallace Baptist Church in Pace; service at 3:00 P.M.; Burial to follow at Elizabeth Chapel Community Cemetery. Rev. Brother Andy Martin, Officiating;

Pallbearers are David Campbell, Joe Campbell, Keith Campbell, Dale Campbell, Roger Campbell, Ronald Campbell;

Mr. Campbell's niece and nephews will be honorary.

In lieu of flowers memorials may be made to Wallace Baptist Church Building Fund.

Published in Pensacola News Journal on July 8, 2018

Monday, June 18, 2018

Elvie McClain (Cox / Griffith) 1928-2018


Obituary for Elvie McClain

Elvie McClain, age 90, of Pace, Florida, passed into the arms of our Lord on Tuesday, May 22, 2018. Elvie was the first of six children born to the late Theodore Roosevelt and Clara Mae Griffith. Elvie was born in Walton County and spent most of her formative years in Santa Rosa County. Elvie attended Milton High School and subsequently worked in food service; last at Sacred Heart Hospital. Elvie was an active member of St Rose of Lima Catholic Church in Milton. As a convert to the Catholic faith, Elvie found great joy, peace and comfort in the services there.

She was preceded in death by her husband, Buford McClain; a brother, J.B. Griffith; and a son, Kenneth Wade Cox.

Elvie is survived by two brothers, Wayne (wife, Christi) and Carl (wife, Del) Griffith; two sisters, Lucille Monk and Willa Broxton; and a son, James Earl Cox. Elvie was a proud grandmother and great grandmother.

A Viewing (10 a.m.) and Funeral Mass (11 a.m.) will be held in her honor on Tuesday, May 29, 2018, at St Rose of Lima Catholic Church, Milton, Florida.

The family wishes to express their appreciation to the doctors, nurses, therapists, dieticians and care assistants who lovingly looked after Elvie at the Santa Rosa Medical Center, Sandy Ridge Health and Rehabilitation Center and the Santa Rosa Health and Rehabilitation Center. No one could have received better care!

Lewis Funeral Home, Milton, Florida, has been entrusted with arrangements.

Saturday, June 09, 2018


The 63rd  Annual Panhandle Watermelon Festival is scheduled for Saturday, June 23rd.  We are requesting both homeowner and commercially grown melons for contribution to our Big Melon Contest and Auction.
Entries must be brought to the Washington County Agricultural Center, 1424 Jackson Ave., Chipley FL. no later than 3:30pm on Friday, June 22nd.
Winners of the contest will be announced prior to the scheduled auction at 12:00pm and will subsequently be auctioned off along with all other melon entries. Champion, Reserve Champion and individual class winners will receive a monetary premium courtesy of the Panhandle Watermelon Festival committee. In addition, winners will be released to local news media outlets.
Please call or email with your varieties and total number of melons you plan to submit. This will help us plan space and allow us to better organize the contest.
Please direct all questions to Matthew Orwat, Phone: (850) 638-6180.

Tuesday, May 29, 2018

Jay Senior Meals

Many locally know about the Senior Meals at Chumuckla Community Center every weekday from 9am to noon.  But JAY ALSO Has a program ! For Jay, your contact is 
Josh Newby
(850) 292-8846
open the graphic below and print it for someone you know

To sign up for the Chumuckla Meals (so they are free)
email Charlene Miller 

Tuesday, April 17, 2018



.... You or the next person who finds the rock that you photograph and then pass-forward might be up for a small prize (see below) .  
Look for hints when you post a photo of your rock at the CHUMUCKLA ROCKS FB page

As an alternative you can email your photo and a short description of your find to We will post if for you. We won't post private information and only your name if you agree to it.

To enhance the experience of a FINDER -  take a digital photo and post it with a brief note about the area where you found it or what you learned from the rock: maybe a store area or a community location.  Enjoy it a few days and then "re-gift" the rock to a random location that is not hard to find so someone else can enjoy the FIND.  Or use one of the photos from the fb page to repost.

Every month or so, all the posts to the page will be collected and a random poster will be selected to win a modest prize - like a book from the Jay Historical Society or some interesting item.  

Good luck and enjoy the fun.  Here are some examples

FYI Local Authors and History

Saturday, April 14, 2018

Jay Museum visiting

Check out this review of Jay Museum on Google Maps

Thursday, March 08, 2018

Brenda Elaine Hopkins McGraw 1951-2018

Brenda Elaine  Hopkins McGraw

Brenda Elaine Hopkins McGraw, 66, of Jay passed away on March 2, 2018. She was born on July 15, 1951 in Pensacola to Aaron and Helen Hopkins.

On Wednesday, February 28, 2018, she celebrated 49 years of marriage to her husband, Clifford. She was a Godly wife, mother, grandmother, mother-in-law, sister, daughter, sister-in-law, and friend.

Brenda was a lifelong member of the IPH Church where she ministered alongside her husband for 45 years.
She was preceded in death by son, D’wayne McGraw and father, Aaron Hopkins.

Survivors include: husband, Clifford; daughter, Tina (Jeff); grandchildren: Christopher, Joshua, Abigail, Benjamin, and Brady; mother, Helen Hopkins; sisters, Hazel (Burdell) and Helen; brother, Troy (Virginia); and numerous nieces, nephews, and friends.

Trahan Family Funeral Home of Milton is in charge of arrangements.

Visitation will be held from 10:00 a.m. until the funeral service begins at 11:00 a.m. on Wednesday, March 7, 2018 at Covenant Church of God, 4645 School Lane, Pace, FL.
Special thanks to Covenant Hospice for their exceptional care.

Joyce Morris Raney 1937 - 2018

Joyce Raney

Joyce Morris Raney

Sunday, March 4th, 2018 2:00pm
New Bethel Baptist Church

Today a very special lady had a memorial service at our church which was her church also, her vocal voice was so special, Roy and I were sick,unable to be there, we will never forget Joyce Raney,

Friends in Chumuckla . On Thursday afternoon my Aunt, Joyce Morris Raney passed away. She was the daughter of the late John (Obb) and Vera Mae Morris.

Lost one of my dear, sweetest sister's in Christ last week to the Heavenly Angel Choir! Ms. Joyce Raney sang like an angel & I will miss her beautiful voice until I am singing with her in the Heavenly choir,TOO! Prayers continue for her FAMILY & all of her friends who miss her as much as I do!!! See you when I get home, Ms. Joyce

Wednesday, February 28, 2018

Jean Walther Kirkland - 1960 - 2018

Jean T Kirkland
Jean Teresa (Walther) Kirkland, 58, of Jay, passed away from her earthly home to her heavenly home on Saturday, February 24, 2018, due to a brief illness.

Jean was born in Milton on December 25, 1959, and was a graduate of Chumuckla High School. After graduation, Jean began her employment with the Santa Rosa County Clerk’s Office in Milton. She enjoyed a successful career for over 20 years. She was most proud of her sons, Jonathan and Josh, and felt that was her greatest accomplishment. Also, for the last five years she has been consumed with pride and joy over her only granddaughter, Dixie.

Jean was preceded in death by the father of her children, Johnny Kirkland; her parents, Norman “Plug” and Grace Walther; her oldest sister, Martha (Ed) Levins; her nephew, Tim Levins; and niece, Alisa Walther.

Jean leaves behind to forever cherish her memory, her loving boys, Jonathan and Josh; and special granddaughter, Dixie. Also, she leaves behind, her very best partner in crime, “wife-in-law” Patsy Kirkland, as they often referred to each other. Jean is also survived by her two sisters, Marie (Wayne) Goddard and Jane (David) Chavers; and her favorite brother, Jack (Eddnie) Walther; brother-in-law, Ed Levins; and many nieces and nephews.

Visitation will be held 11:00 a.m. – 1:00 p.m., Wednesday, February 28, 2018, at Lewis Funeral Home, Milton Chapel.

A Graveside Service will be held at 2:00 p.m., Wednesday, February 28, 2018, at Coldwater Community of Christ Cemetery.

Monday, February 19, 2018

James "Wendell" Enfinger - Obituary

James Wendell "Wendell" EnfingerFuneral service will be held at 2:00 p.m. on Monday, February 19, 2018 at Elizabeth Chapel United Methodist Church. Burial will follow at Elizabeth Chapel Community Cemetery.

On February 13, 2018, James “Wendell” Enfinger lost his battle with colon cancer and went Home to be with Jesus.
Wendell worked for 2-3 years at Piggly Wiggly in Milton, 27 years at Sears (Warehouse), 16 years at Westinghouse, and 16 years with CSX Railroad. He retired on February 28, 2014 due to health problems. He decided after working 50 years, it was time to retire.

Wendell came through 67 chemo treatments, two major surgeries, and several procedures. He was proud of being a bronze level blood donor, even receiving a spot on the wall as a 28 gallon blood donor.
He was preceded in death by his dad, Henry “Buddy” Ezekiel Enfinger; mom, Eula Mae Enfinger; and brother, Charles Quinnon Enfinger.

Wendell was a loving husband to his wife of 52 years, Helen; caring dad to their only son, Randy; a good brother to Harvey (Winnie) and Donald (Ethel Rene) Enfinger; he also leaves behind many nieces and nephews, many friends and co-workers.

Trahan Family Funeral Home of Milton is in charge of arrangements.
Visitation will be held from 6:30 p.m. to 8:30 p.m. on Sunday, February 18, 2018 at the funeral home.
Funeral service will be held at 2:00 p.m. on Monday, February 19, 2018 at Elizabeth Chapel United Methodist Church. Burial will follow at Elizabeth Chapel Community Cemetery.

Wendell left us while at the West Florida Hospice Unit at West Florida Hospital. The family would like to thank everyone at the hospital and especially the nice people at Covenant Hospice who helped us get through this.

Condolences for Helen and Both Their Families,

Monday, February 05, 2018

Brenda Ard Kelley 1949 - 2018

Brenda L. Kelley, age 68, of Chumuckla, Florida, passed away, Saturday, January 13, 2018.

Brenda was one of four children born to the late Jessie James & Winnie Ard. She retired from the Santa Rosa Property Appraiser Office with ten years of service.

She was preceded in death by a brother, James Curtis Ard; and a sister-in-law, Betty Jean Ard.
Brenda is survived by her loving husband of 49 years, Jerry Kelley; a son, Jeffrey (Teresa) Kelley; a daughter, Stacey Craig; four grandchildren, Brianna (Matt) Taylor, Kennedy (Ryan) Schotsch, Parker Kelley, and Zachary Hirman; three great-grandchildren, MaKenna Peacock, Mason Taylor, and Lincoln Schotsch; a brother, Gerald (Darla) Ard; and a sister, Debra Sue (Johnny) Pierce.

Visitation will be held 5:00 p.m. – 7:00 p.m., Wednesday, January 17, 2018, at Lewis Funeral Home, Milton Chapel.

A Graveside Service will be held at 2:00 p.m., Thursday, January 18, 2018, at Ard Field Church of Christ Cemetery in Jay, Florida, with Pastor Greg Kell officiating.

Brenda was full of love! She enjoyed spending every single moment with her grandchildren and great grandchildren.

Brenda worked part-time at Pruitt and we would like to thank Mrs. Linda and Ms. Sharon for the support they showed our family during this time.

A very special thank you to the staff and the physicians at West Florida Hospital. The physicians provided great care for Brenda and to provide treatment for a very challenging unknown diagnosis.

She will forever be in our hearts and be missed tremendously. We LOVE you Mom!

Send a gesture of sympathy to Brenda Ard Kelley's family

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6405 Highway 90 West
Milton, FL
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Sunday, January 14, 2018

Tina Yvette Gillman 1964 - 2018

Tina Yvette Gillman, 53, of Milton, peacefully went home to be with the Lord on Thursday morning, January 11, 2018.

Tina was born in Milton, Florida, to Rita Cotton Gillman and Roger Gillman, and she lived in Milton her whole life. She was a 1982 graduate of Milton High School, and she worked for over 20 years at West Florida Hospital as a medical transcriptionist.

Tina loved life and was known for her cheerful personality and laughter. She had a Heart of Gold and loved God, her family and her friends.

She was preceded in death by her father, Roger Gillman; her paternal grandparents, Dallas and Jessie Gillman; and her maternal grandparents, Ruthard and Edna Cotton.

Tina leaves to cherish her memory, her mother, Rita Cotton Gillman; her sister and brother-in-law, Lori and Glenn Ruedy; her brother and sister-in-law, Paul and Susan Gillman; four nieces and nephews, Courtney (David) Hudson, Cassy Gillman, Jarrett Ruedy, and Lexi Gillman; and a great-niece, Addison Hudson.

Homegoing Services for Tina will be held at 3:00 p.m., on Sunday, January 14, 2018, at Pine Terrace Baptist Church, with Dr. Mike Wiggins officiating.

Burial will follow in Serenity Gardens Cemetery with Lewis Funeral Home, Milton Chapel, directing.

The family will receive friends from 1:00 p.m. until 3:00 p.m. on Sunday, January 14, 2018, at Pine Terrace Baptist Church, prior to services.

Friday, January 12, 2018

John Horton 1926- 2018

C:\Users\Matthew\AppData\Local\Microsoft\Windows\INetCache\Content.Word\IMG_7023.jpgJohn Russell Horton 1926 - 2018
John Russell Horton, 91, died Thursday, January 4, 2018 at the Hillcrest House in Dallas, Texas. John was born on February 18, 1926, in Tuscaloosa, Alabama, to Jake and Ella Floyd Horton. He lived in Tuscaloosa until he was eight years old and then moved to Chumuckla, Florida. He attended Chumuckla High School where he played basketball.

In 1943, at 17, John convinced his mother to allow him to enlist in the Navy and was trained as a Pharmacist’s Mate. He was assigned to the USS Sheridan and participated in seven landings in the Pacific including the invasions of Tarawa, Saipan, Kwajalein, Guam, two different landings in the Philippines and was at Okinawa but did not go ashore. His ship was in Tokyo Bay on the day the surrender documents were signed. He was awarded the Navy and Marine Corps and Bronze Star Medals for gallantry in evacuating wounded on the first day of the invasion of Tarawa. He was discharged from active duty in January 1947.

Returning to Pensacola, Florida, after the war, he met and married Elaine Manning and they had two daughters, Brenda and Sandy. John spent many years working for Sherrill Pure Oil Company in Pensacola before starting his own company, Horton Energy Products. John loved Alabama football, golf, catfish and his daughters and grand kids to whom he was known as Pops. We are most appreciative that he lived the last two years of his life in Dallas, Texas, where his great-grandson came to know and love him, just as his grand kids did.

John was predeceased by his parents and brother, Jacob. He is survived by his daughters, Brenda Elias (Matthew) of Dallas, Texas, and Sandy Smith (Timothy) of Leesburg, Virginia; four grandchildren, Claire Elias Gordon (Jeff) and Sarah Elias of Dallas, Amanda West Jones (Pete) of Panama City, Florida, and Johnathan West of Arlington, Virginia, one great grandson, Matthew Gordon and his sister in law, Frances Horton of Pensacola, Florida.

Graveside services and burial with full military honors will be held at 10:00 AM on Friday, January 12, at Barrancas National Cemetery. Family and friends will depart Olive Baptist Church (the old Warrington Baptist Church), 103 West Winthrop Ave, Pensacola, Florida, at 9:15 AM to travel to the graveside services.

EULOGY - by Claire (granddaughter)

My memories of our Pops run long and deep. I am grateful that he was able to live such a long and rich life, and at the same time I know that there will be a huge void in our lives as he was such a huge pillar in the architecture of our entire family. He was larger than life and lived that way. What a legacy he leaves behind! He touched his children, grandchildren and everyone he met in such memorable ways! Pops loved Alabama football, golf, catfish and his daughters and grandkids. And how fitting that Alabama won the National Championship on Monday – Roll Tide!

He was born on February 18, 1926, in Tuscaloosa, Alabama, to Jake and Ella Horton. He lived there until he was eight years old and then moved to Chumuckla. He attended Chumuckla High School where he played basketball.

In 1943, at 17, Pops convinced his mother (Big Momma) to allow him to enlist in the Navy and he was trained as a Pharmacist’s Mate. He was assigned to the USS Sheridan and participated in seven landings in the Pacific, two different landings in the Philippines and was at Okinawa but did not go ashore. His ship was in Tokyo Bay on the day the surrender documents were signed. He was awarded the Navy and Marine Corps and Bronze Star Medals for gallantry in evacuating wounded on the first day of the invasion of Tarawa. He was discharged from active duty in January 1947.

Returning to Pensacola, after the war, he met and married our grandmother Elaine Manning and they had two daughters, Brenda and Sandy. Pops spent many years working for Sherrill & Pure Oil Company in Pensacola before starting his own company, Horton Energy Products.

Some of my oldest memories of Pops are of his home that he loved and loved to share with his children and grandchildren running around, and playing in the pool. We had some amazing times there and share a lot of memories. And while he and my Granny were not together any more during the years that we were young (they were still very close), I have so many memories of him constantly coming over to her house or calling her to see what we were up to. He enjoyed the time with us, and us with him.

He gave the BEST advice. And he also gave it often. If he was watching the weather channel, he would call us (whether in Dallas or Virginia or Panama City Beach) to tell us about a storm passing through. (He loved following the Weather Channel). He would give advice on almost anything – especially if you asked. When I began working and was telling him about my travels, one of the funniest things I remember him saying is that when he traveled he would go to the cemetery and look up names to put on his dinner expense reports!

Pops gave lots of advice on driving. He would always give us a lecture about safety on the roads. And when it came to choosing favorite stories, everyone’s boiled down to being on the road with Pops. While he might have lectured us on road safety, he found himself in a sticky situation when babysitting Mandy and Johnathan when they were teenagers and he got lost driving them home in their neighborhood. Embarassing Mandy and Johnathan as they drove around in circles, at a certain point he asked “Where do I turn??” and when Mandy said “right here!!” he turned and they would up in a ditch. And the kids on the floorboard – still ensuring none of their friends would see them.

I once drove him from Pensacola to Dallas, when I first moved to Dallas, in a little red Honda I owned. It was small. And it was jam packed with my belongings – laundry baskets full of clothes, a printer, all types of junk. His passenger side seat was so far forward, he kept joking that if the airbag deployed he would “be a goner!” And every time he would doze off I would accidentally go over the raised median markers and it would startle him and wake him up! So he didn’t sleep a wink. We made it to Dallas, and unfortunately that night my car was broken into and they stole everything. The first thing he said was that he wish that would have happened 700 miles back! He always knew how to diffuse a situation – especially for all of us whenever we were in a tough place.
I am most grateful that he came to live with us in Dallas for the past couple of years, and we got to spend so much time with him and Matthew really got to know him as well. Pops called Matthew his “buddy boy” and was always asking where the “little man” was. Pops loved to tease Matthew!
Another testament to his personality and how much character he had – was seen at the nursing home he lived at these last several months. Even though he was there for only a short time, so many of the staff really got a kick out of his personality and all of his joking around. He kept them on their toes and every time they would pass by he would shout “Yo!!”. It became something they all said back and forth. In such a short time they told us no one had ever made such a large impression on them!

Pops, we will always miss you. But we have so many wonderful memories to hang on to. Your guidance and love will carry us through to the end of our days. The past couple years when Pops was with us in Dallas, he would say almost daily that it was time to get on the road back to Pensacola. Pops, you are home now. We love you – and we will see you again one day!