AKA James Leroy & Leroy James.
My father, Lee Roy Headen was the second of seven children born to Jacob Abraham and Elizabeth Clarine Lee Headen. His siblings were Ethel, Grace, Mildred, Chester, Juarl and Charles.
He was born in Greer, South Carolina on May 6, 1919 and died in Canon, Georgia on February 14, 1996. He married Stella Louise Dove on May 31, 1941 and was married 49 years. Together they had eleven children including two sets of twins; Mariam, James, Thad, Harold, Thomas, Effie, Anita, Billy, Jerry, Jewell and Dillard. Five of the children died as infants.
He broke his back when he was a young man and dealt with paralyzation for five years. Despite what the doctors told him and without therapy, he taught himself to walk again. He couldn't walk straight and his gait was irregular, but his strong will and determination to live a normal life allowed him work and provide for his wife and six children.
He worked in a supervisory position over heavy duty equipment with Daniel Construction Company in Greenville, SC for many years. With declining health he transfered to the small tools divison before retiring after thirty years of service.
He was a strong and stern man with a quick temper, but he also was humorous and loving. He had a passion for drag racing. He was an amazing mechanic who could fix anything. His physical disabilities limited his participation, but he with his brother, put a lot of cars on the strip. His pride and joy was a red 1963 1/2 Galaxy Fastback Ford named TORO, and he would be proud to know that his brother is restoring it.
His second passion was taking mama and his grandchildren to mountain streams for trout fishing and camping. Wow, what fish tales he told. His parents were from the mountains of North Carolina and he had many stories to tell about that.
Age brought on crippling arthritis which was devastating. He could no longer work on his small tools, go fishing or anything he liked to do. He spent most of his remaining years sitting under a shade tree or in his recliner chair watching TV, eating sweets which he dearly loved and reading his Bible.
I really miss his voice and I often remember the family trips we took to Georgia to visit my grandfather, the picnics we had by the river and the rides we took over the mountains. My most fond memories of him are the smiles on his face when I visited him and the long talks we had.
Daddy gave a lot for someone who had hardly anything. His greatest gift to me was the attitude that "Can't never could." These words are encrypted in my mind and when I think I can't do something the phrase recurs and ... I can!
His loving daughter ~ Effie Headen Coward ~
My father, Lee Roy Headen was the second of seven children born to Jacob Abraham and Elizabeth Clarine Lee Headen. His siblings were Ethel, Grace, Mildred, Chester, Juarl and Charles.
He was born in Greer, South Carolina on May 6, 1919 and died in Canon, Georgia on February 14, 1996. He married Stella Louise Dove on May 31, 1941 and was married 49 years. Together they had eleven children including two sets of twins; Mariam, James, Thad, Harold, Thomas, Effie, Anita, Billy, Jerry, Jewell and Dillard. Five of the children died as infants.
He broke his back when he was a young man and dealt with paralyzation for five years. Despite what the doctors told him and without therapy, he taught himself to walk again. He couldn't walk straight and his gait was irregular, but his strong will and determination to live a normal life allowed him work and provide for his wife and six children.
He worked in a supervisory position over heavy duty equipment with Daniel Construction Company in Greenville, SC for many years. With declining health he transfered to the small tools divison before retiring after thirty years of service.
He was a strong and stern man with a quick temper, but he also was humorous and loving. He had a passion for drag racing. He was an amazing mechanic who could fix anything. His physical disabilities limited his participation, but he with his brother, put a lot of cars on the strip. His pride and joy was a red 1963 1/2 Galaxy Fastback Ford named TORO, and he would be proud to know that his brother is restoring it.
His second passion was taking mama and his grandchildren to mountain streams for trout fishing and camping. Wow, what fish tales he told. His parents were from the mountains of North Carolina and he had many stories to tell about that.
Age brought on crippling arthritis which was devastating. He could no longer work on his small tools, go fishing or anything he liked to do. He spent most of his remaining years sitting under a shade tree or in his recliner chair watching TV, eating sweets which he dearly loved and reading his Bible.
I really miss his voice and I often remember the family trips we took to Georgia to visit my grandfather, the picnics we had by the river and the rides we took over the mountains. My most fond memories of him are the smiles on his face when I visited him and the long talks we had.
Daddy gave a lot for someone who had hardly anything. His greatest gift to me was the attitude that "Can't never could." These words are encrypted in my mind and when I think I can't do something the phrase recurs and ... I can!
His loving daughter ~ Effie Headen Coward ~
AKA James Leroy & Leroy James.
My father, Lee Roy Headen was the second of seven children born to Jacob Abraham and Elizabeth Clarine Lee Headen. His siblings were Ethel, Grace, Mildred, Chester, Juarl and Charles.
He was born in Greer, South Carolina on May 6, 1919 and died in Canon, Georgia on February 14, 1996. He married Stella Louise Dove on May 31, 1941 and was married 49 years. Together they had eleven children including two sets of twins; Mariam, James, Thad, Harold, Thomas, Effie, Anita, Billy, Jerry, Jewell and Dillard. Five of the children died as infants.
He broke his back when he was a young man and dealt with paralyzation for five years. Despite what the doctors told him and without therapy, he taught himself to walk again. He couldn't walk straight and his gait was irregular, but his strong will and determination to live a normal life allowed him work and provide for his wife and six children.
He worked in a supervisory position over heavy duty equipment with Daniel Construction Company in Greenville, SC for many years. With declining health he transfered to the small tools divison before retiring after thirty years of service.
He was a strong and stern man with a quick temper, but he also was humorous and loving. He had a passion for drag racing. He was an amazing mechanic who could fix anything. His physical disabilities limited his participation, but he with his brother, put a lot of cars on the strip. His pride and joy was a red 1963 1/2 Galaxy Fastback Ford named TORO, and he would be proud to know that his brother is restoring it.
His second passion was taking mama and his grandchildren to mountain streams for trout fishing and camping. Wow, what fish tales he told. His parents were from the mountains of North Carolina and he had many stories to tell about that.
Age brought on crippling arthritis which was devastating. He could no longer work on his small tools, go fishing or anything he liked to do. He spent most of his remaining years sitting under a shade tree or in his recliner chair watching TV, eating sweets which he dearly loved and reading his Bible.
I really miss his voice and I often remember the family trips we took to Georgia to visit my grandfather, the picnics we had by the river and the rides we took over the mountains. My most fond memories of him are the smiles on his face when I visited him and the long talks we had.
Daddy gave a lot for someone who had hardly anything. His greatest gift to me was the attitude that "Can't never could." These words are encrypted in my mind and when I think I can't do something the phrase recurs and ... I can!
His loving daughter ~ Effie Headen Coward ~
My father, Lee Roy Headen was the second of seven children born to Jacob Abraham and Elizabeth Clarine Lee Headen. His siblings were Ethel, Grace, Mildred, Chester, Juarl and Charles.
He was born in Greer, South Carolina on May 6, 1919 and died in Canon, Georgia on February 14, 1996. He married Stella Louise Dove on May 31, 1941 and was married 49 years. Together they had eleven children including two sets of twins; Mariam, James, Thad, Harold, Thomas, Effie, Anita, Billy, Jerry, Jewell and Dillard. Five of the children died as infants.
He broke his back when he was a young man and dealt with paralyzation for five years. Despite what the doctors told him and without therapy, he taught himself to walk again. He couldn't walk straight and his gait was irregular, but his strong will and determination to live a normal life allowed him work and provide for his wife and six children.
He worked in a supervisory position over heavy duty equipment with Daniel Construction Company in Greenville, SC for many years. With declining health he transfered to the small tools divison before retiring after thirty years of service.
He was a strong and stern man with a quick temper, but he also was humorous and loving. He had a passion for drag racing. He was an amazing mechanic who could fix anything. His physical disabilities limited his participation, but he with his brother, put a lot of cars on the strip. His pride and joy was a red 1963 1/2 Galaxy Fastback Ford named TORO, and he would be proud to know that his brother is restoring it.
His second passion was taking mama and his grandchildren to mountain streams for trout fishing and camping. Wow, what fish tales he told. His parents were from the mountains of North Carolina and he had many stories to tell about that.
Age brought on crippling arthritis which was devastating. He could no longer work on his small tools, go fishing or anything he liked to do. He spent most of his remaining years sitting under a shade tree or in his recliner chair watching TV, eating sweets which he dearly loved and reading his Bible.
I really miss his voice and I often remember the family trips we took to Georgia to visit my grandfather, the picnics we had by the river and the rides we took over the mountains. My most fond memories of him are the smiles on his face when I visited him and the long talks we had.
Daddy gave a lot for someone who had hardly anything. His greatest gift to me was the attitude that "Can't never could." These words are encrypted in my mind and when I think I can't do something the phrase recurs and ... I can!
His loving daughter ~ Effie Headen Coward ~
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