Hugh was the middle (5th) child of 9 children of Wade and Martha Brinkley. They lived in Kempsville, on the road that would eventually be Virginia Beach Boulevard. Daddy talked about waking up with snow on the covers and having to get the coal and the wood to heat the house and for cooking. He said they walked to school, lots of times without shoes. Dad told lots of stories, so I really didn't think they didn't have shoes until I saw a picture of him with his class, and there he was without shoes. His oldest sister, Elizabeth, was a big influence on him and his brothers and sisters. She became a teacher. Since their mother, Martha, died when Dad was 22, Elizabeth did a lot to keep the family together.
Dad was on the basketball team in high school, along with his brothers, Jack, Eddie and Stuart. He didn't graduate from high school. He and Stuart and Jack were all in World War II and met each other in Paris during the war. His nickname was Wolfie. He loved women more than any other man I have ever known. Once he met Marian, his friends called her Wolfie's Redhead. He was never unfaithful to her, that I know of, but he always preferred the company of women and treated all of his kid's girlfriends so special.
Hugh & Marian got married in April, 1948. I think Dad was working for Hogshire Tent and Awning then and when I was born in 1950. At some time in the early '50s Dad went to work for his father-in-law, John Stokley, eventually becoming the General Manager at Stokley's Services. He was a wonderful salesman. We lived in Bayview on Willow Terrace, probably the best neighborhood ever. There were six houses on a block. All the mothers stayed home or worked part time and everyone took care of each other. The kids went to each other's homes as if it were their own. We never locked our doors at night. We had a car called the Black Hack, and later one he called the Green Hornet, I think.
Dad worked and came home. Sometimes he would take a trip and send Buddy and I postcards. I remember seeing him at a train station. Dad would have us outside raking leaves. He was always doing yard work, wore a sweat rag to keep the sweat from getting in his eyes. We always took a 2 week vacation every summer.
He loved golf and Frank Sinatra, strawberries and butter pecan ice cream, the Elizabeth river and the ocean, corn bread and succotash, and most of all he loved people.
Dad was on the basketball team in high school, along with his brothers, Jack, Eddie and Stuart. He didn't graduate from high school. He and Stuart and Jack were all in World War II and met each other in Paris during the war. His nickname was Wolfie. He loved women more than any other man I have ever known. Once he met Marian, his friends called her Wolfie's Redhead. He was never unfaithful to her, that I know of, but he always preferred the company of women and treated all of his kid's girlfriends so special.
Hugh & Marian got married in April, 1948. I think Dad was working for Hogshire Tent and Awning then and when I was born in 1950. At some time in the early '50s Dad went to work for his father-in-law, John Stokley, eventually becoming the General Manager at Stokley's Services. He was a wonderful salesman. We lived in Bayview on Willow Terrace, probably the best neighborhood ever. There were six houses on a block. All the mothers stayed home or worked part time and everyone took care of each other. The kids went to each other's homes as if it were their own. We never locked our doors at night. We had a car called the Black Hack, and later one he called the Green Hornet, I think.
Dad worked and came home. Sometimes he would take a trip and send Buddy and I postcards. I remember seeing him at a train station. Dad would have us outside raking leaves. He was always doing yard work, wore a sweat rag to keep the sweat from getting in his eyes. We always took a 2 week vacation every summer.
He loved golf and Frank Sinatra, strawberries and butter pecan ice cream, the Elizabeth river and the ocean, corn bread and succotash, and most of all he loved people.
Hugh was the middle (5th) child of 9 children of Wade and Martha Brinkley. They lived in Kempsville, on the road that would eventually be Virginia Beach Boulevard. Daddy talked about waking up with snow on the covers and having to get the coal and the wood to heat the house and for cooking. He said they walked to school, lots of times without shoes. Dad told lots of stories, so I really didn't think they didn't have shoes until I saw a picture of him with his class, and there he was without shoes. His oldest sister, Elizabeth, was a big influence on him and his brothers and sisters. She became a teacher. Since their mother, Martha, died when Dad was 22, Elizabeth did a lot to keep the family together.
Dad was on the basketball team in high school, along with his brothers, Jack, Eddie and Stuart. He didn't graduate from high school. He and Stuart and Jack were all in World War II and met each other in Paris during the war. His nickname was Wolfie. He loved women more than any other man I have ever known. Once he met Marian, his friends called her Wolfie's Redhead. He was never unfaithful to her, that I know of, but he always preferred the company of women and treated all of his kid's girlfriends so special.
Hugh & Marian got married in April, 1948. I think Dad was working for Hogshire Tent and Awning then and when I was born in 1950. At some time in the early '50s Dad went to work for his father-in-law, John Stokley, eventually becoming the General Manager at Stokley's Services. He was a wonderful salesman. We lived in Bayview on Willow Terrace, probably the best neighborhood ever. There were six houses on a block. All the mothers stayed home or worked part time and everyone took care of each other. The kids went to each other's homes as if it were their own. We never locked our doors at night. We had a car called the Black Hack, and later one he called the Green Hornet, I think.
Dad worked and came home. Sometimes he would take a trip and send Buddy and I postcards. I remember seeing him at a train station. Dad would have us outside raking leaves. He was always doing yard work, wore a sweat rag to keep the sweat from getting in his eyes. We always took a 2 week vacation every summer.
He loved golf and Frank Sinatra, strawberries and butter pecan ice cream, the Elizabeth river and the ocean, corn bread and succotash, and most of all he loved people.
Dad was on the basketball team in high school, along with his brothers, Jack, Eddie and Stuart. He didn't graduate from high school. He and Stuart and Jack were all in World War II and met each other in Paris during the war. His nickname was Wolfie. He loved women more than any other man I have ever known. Once he met Marian, his friends called her Wolfie's Redhead. He was never unfaithful to her, that I know of, but he always preferred the company of women and treated all of his kid's girlfriends so special.
Hugh & Marian got married in April, 1948. I think Dad was working for Hogshire Tent and Awning then and when I was born in 1950. At some time in the early '50s Dad went to work for his father-in-law, John Stokley, eventually becoming the General Manager at Stokley's Services. He was a wonderful salesman. We lived in Bayview on Willow Terrace, probably the best neighborhood ever. There were six houses on a block. All the mothers stayed home or worked part time and everyone took care of each other. The kids went to each other's homes as if it were their own. We never locked our doors at night. We had a car called the Black Hack, and later one he called the Green Hornet, I think.
Dad worked and came home. Sometimes he would take a trip and send Buddy and I postcards. I remember seeing him at a train station. Dad would have us outside raking leaves. He was always doing yard work, wore a sweat rag to keep the sweat from getting in his eyes. We always took a 2 week vacation every summer.
He loved golf and Frank Sinatra, strawberries and butter pecan ice cream, the Elizabeth river and the ocean, corn bread and succotash, and most of all he loved people.
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