My uncle, Paul H. Carr, is a man of legend in my mother’s family. He was one of 9 surviving children, 8 of whom were girls, with my mother as the youngest. I don’t know the exact date, but my grandparents divorced, something very unusual for that period of time. This left my grandmother to raise the last part of the brood by herself. She did whatever was necessary to keep all fed, housed and clothed. While doing that, she was famous for helping those in need who were not part of her family. It was just who she was. In many ways my grandmother, aka Mama Carr, is also a family legend. Proof of this was the summers at Mama Carr’s house where “The Sisters” would faithfully return with their own broods to stay for various lengths of time. I remember that there always seemed to be a gang of cousins there. I believe “The Sisters” truly revered my grandmother.
Paul H. Carr came of age, and by this I mean he graduated high school, right in the middle of War World II. He was an only son, he was a farm boy, it would have been easy for him to have gotten a deferment and stay out of the war. Like so many of his generation he chose not to. He chose country and patriotism above all other considerations. I’m not quite sure why Continue reading “Paul H. Carr inducted into the Oklahoma Military Hall of Fame”
