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602. Leah (Pinky) E SMITH27 was born on 11 February 1871 in Louisville, Ky..27 She appeared in the census on 19 January 1920 in Louisville, Kentucky.27 She appeared in the census on 11 April 1930 in Louisville, Kentucky.27 Leah died on 18 January 1939 in Louisville, Ky..27 I loved my grandmother. Most week ends I spent with them on Hepburn Ave. My great grandfather George Lawrence Smith built the house. It was listed in the magazine Louisville Today. When I visited the house with my grandson Andrew Skylar Crush the fireplaces looked in as excellent condition as when I was there. The original cut glass front doors are still there today August 23 , 2004. Six fireplaces graced the house. In the living room was a white marble fireplace carved of Ben Hur and his chariot. All the door locks were of rose gold and never needed polishing. They have the original keys.
My grandmother loved to write. Each day she would lock the door and write stories, poems or meditate. One time she smoked a Lapalina cigar so she could write in twenty five words or less why it was great. When a large box of Peter Paul Mounds arrived as a prize we were delighted. To my knowledge she did not sew. I was fascinated when she would dress in long dresses to go to the Eastern Star Meetings. It was quite a feat to put on the corset that was laced up the middle of your body containing long white strings.
In those times young ladies went to finishing school in Louisville. My grandmother went to a Mrs. Nold's school. How far it went in education I do not know. She spoke perfect English, had perfect manners. She always had a maid to cook and clean. I remember Virginia that serves us in the huge dining room. Only on Thursday night did we venture into the kitchen. A large iron skillet had hash always prepared for us. Never did she drive a car.
Now I find myself wondering what she did all day without transportation and without house work. . How I wish we had talked about her early childhood and parents.
On Friday nights we would walk to the Baxter Theater. She endured Tarzan ,Buck Rogers and all the early Westerns and never complained. When she was so ill in a darkened room how I wish I had gone in to sit at her bedside.
As I have some antiques that came down from her parents there is not a day I am not aware of her presence. If a strange noise happens in the house I always repeat her phrase, "Any spirits here please knock twice". As always I listen now as I listen then. She was open to spirits. People only chewed gum in the privacy of their bedroom. In case of a thunderstorm we headed to a bedroom with feather beds.
I loved my grandmother. Most week ends I spent with them on Hepburn Ave. My great grandfather George Lawrence Smith built the house. It was listed in the magazine Louisville Today. When I visited the house with my grandson Andrew Skylar Crush the fireplaces looked in as excellent condition as when I was there. The original cut glass front doors are still there today August 23 , 2004. Six fireplaces graced the house. In the living room was a white marble fireplace carved of Ben Hur and his chariot. All the door locks were of rose gold and never needed polishing. They have the original keys.
My grandmother loved to write. Each day she would lock the door and write stories, poems or meditate. One time she smoked a Lapalina cigar so she could write in twenty five words or less why it was great. When a large box of Peter Paul Mounds arrived as a prize we were delighted. To my knowledge she did not sew. I was fascinated when she would dress in long dresses to go to the Eastern Star Meetings. It was quite a feat to put on the corset that was laced up the middle of your body containing long white strings.
In those times young ladies went to finishing school in Louisville. My grandmother went to a Mrs. Nold's school. How far it went in education I do not know. She spoke perfect English, had perfect manners. She always had a maid to cook and clean. I remember Virginia that serves us in the huge dining room. Only on Thursday night did we venture into the kitchen. A large iron skillet had hash always prepared for us. Never did she drive a car.
Now I find myself wondering what she did all day without transportation and without house work. . How I wish we had talked about her early childhood and parents.
On Friday nights we would walk to the Baxter Theater. She endured Tarzan ,Buck Rogers and all the early Westerns and never complained. The cost of the movie was ten cents.
. If you had a lucky ticket you went up on the stage at intermission and were given a huge bag of groceries. We always walked. One time a bird pooped on her glasses. She looked up in the sky and said "For the rich you sing."
When she was so ill in a darkened room how I wish I had gone in to sit at her bedside. She took off her diamond ring and gave it to me. My younger daughter, Chris, now wears it in another mounting with my engagement ring and a saffire.
As I have some antiques that came down from her parents there is not a day I am not aware of her presence. If a strange noise happens in the house I always repeat her phrase, "Any spirits here please knock twice". As always I listen now as I listen then. She was open to spirits. People only chewed gum in the privacy of their bedroom. In case of a thunderstorm we headed to a bedroom with feather beds.
. If you had a lucky ticket you went up on the stage at intermission and were given a huge bag of groceries. We always walked. One time a bird pooped on her glasses. She looked up in the sky and said "For the rich you sing." . If you had a lucky ticket you went up on the stage at intermission and were given a huge bag of groceries. We always walked. One time a bird pooped on her glasses. She looked up in the sky and said "For the rich you sing." Leah (Pinky) E SMITH and Richard Mann JONES obtained a marriage license on 21 January 1899 in Louisville, Kentucky.27 They27 were married on 23 January 1899 in Louisville, Ky..27 Richard Mann JONES27,341 was born on 14 April 1870 in Walton, Ky..27 He was educated Doctor of Medicine in 1893 in University of Louisville, Louisville, KY.27 He Delivered own child on 15 February 1905 in At home on East Broadway, Louisville, KY.27 Richard appeared in the census on 10 January 1920 in Louisville, Kentucky.27 He appeared in the census on 11 April 1930 in Louisville, Kentucky.27 He died on 1 April 1940 in Louisville, Ky..27 Richard was buried in Cave Hill Cemetery, Louisville, KY.27 My grandfather was an unusual man. Realized after he was dead how little I knew about him. He was brought up in a small town, Walton, KY. The family came from Ontario with three young boys in tow. When he was under three his father William Peter Jones died. This left, Rachel Clark Jones, to rear the smaller children she had by herself. Children ranged over twenty years of her life. To my knowledge William and Rachel did not lose any children. All the children were hard workers. Richard (Dick) Mann Jones worked hard to become a doctor. After his graduation from the University of Louisville, he stayed at one practice on Broadway his whole life in Louisville, KY. He was an avid gambler, loving poker and race horses. Every Monday night and Thursday afternoon and night he played poker at the house on Hepburn Ave. I would help put the sheet on the table and count the chips. There were always eight. Doctors and one pharmacist. As he married later in life, for those days, he and wife Leah Smith only had one child, my mother Helen Atwood Jones. My grandmother once said you should marry two doctors. One to make the money and one to do the loving as they don't do both. Believe he had a weakness for women, especially widows and orphans. He would never send a widow a bill regardless.
When I was growing up I spent many days and sometime weeks at their house. I never saw him quarrel or say a curse word. The times we spent together were on the front porch before supper. He taught me all the bones in the body. Later when I wanted money to go to town he would give a penny at a time. Each for a bone or muscle I had learned. How I wish I had asked questions about his life and parents. He never mentioned his mother or father. I did have the privledge of knowing two of his brothers and his one sister. We would drive to Walton when I was small. In those days he was the only one that visited them as I never remember his brothers coming to our house. Dr. Asa was ill and his other brother , Robert Weldon, was the local pharmacist in Walton.
Sunday was the family day and we would drive around the city. He would always get us a cold custard before we came home. It tasted like frozen yogurt does today.
He loved to smoke cigars an no bug would dare to bite him.
April 6, 2006 while checking records at the Old Baptist Hospital I found out he was the attending physician at my Mother's birth. She was born at home in the old house on East Broadway. Maybe that is the reason my grandmother only had one child!
My great grandmother, Tiletha A Russell Smith and my great grandfather George L Smith were witnesses at the wedding of Leah E Smith and Dr. Richard Mann Jones.
When he had his stroke a driver would take him to his office. He died a year after my grandmother, Leah.
I learned two sayings from him. When he would refer to one of my boyfriends he would comment. "He looks as if he were dry and put up wet." It was years before I knew it refered to a horse. The other was "That is every cat in the alley". I still use the expression when all posibilities for a subject have been exhausted.
He would never eat anything left over and we were served in the dining room up until he was ill. My grandfather was an unusual man. Realized after he was dead how little I knew about him. He was brought up in a small town, Walton, KY. The family came from Ontario with three young boys in tow. When he was under three his father William Peter Jones died. This left, Rachel Clark Jones, to rear the smaller children she had by herself. Children ranged over twenty years of her life. To my knowledge William and Rachel did not lose any children. All the children were hard workers. Richard (Dick) Mann Jones worked hard to become a doctor. After his graduation from the University of Louisville, he stayed at one practice on Broadway his whole life in Louisville, KY. He was an avid gambler, loving poker and race horses. Every Monday night and Thursday afternoon and night he played poker at the house on Hepburn Ave. I would help put the sheet on the table and count the chips. There were always eight. Doctors and one pharmacist. As he married later in life, for those days, he and wife Leah Smith only had one child, my mother Helen Atwood Jones. My grandmother once said you should marry two doctors. One to make the money and one to do the loving as they don't do both. Believe he had a weakness for women, especially widows and orphans. He would never send a widow a bill regardless.
When I was growing up I spent many days and sometime weeks at their house. I never saw him quarrel or say a curse word. The times we spent together were on the front porch before supper. He taught me all the bones in the body. Later when I wanted money to go to town he would give a penny at a time. Each for a bone or muscle I had learned. How I wish I had asked questions about his life and parents. He never mentioned his mother or father. I did have the privledge of knowing two of his brothers and his one sister. We would drive to Walton when I was small. In those days he was the only one that visited them as I never remember his brothers coming to our house. Dr. Asa was ill and his other brother , Robert Weldon, was the local pharmacist in Walton.
Sunday was the family day and we would drive around the city. He would always get us a cold custard before we came home. It tasted like frozen yogurt does today.
He loved to smoke cigars an no bug would dare to bite him.
When he had his stroke a driver would take him to his office. He died a year after my grandmother, Leah.
I learned two sayings from him. When he would refer to one of my boyfriends he would comment. "He looks as if he were dry and put up wet." It was years before I knew it refered to a horse. The other was "That is every cat in the alley". I still use the expression when all posibilities for a subject have been exhausted.
He would never eat anything left over and we were served in the dining room up until he was ill.
5-20-05
His brother Asa Newton Jones had a bio in KENTUCKY A History of the State by Perrin, Battle, Kniffin, 7th Edition, pg 828. It mentions his father William Peter Jones and Rachel Clark Jones.
The bio mentions that William Peter and Rachel came from Canada and when they born.
Married by Mr. Benard Jr. Witnesses Tiletha Russell Smith and husband George Lawrence Smith.
Here they are in 1920. 1920 > KENTUCKY > JEFFERSON > 4-WD; LOUISVILLE; 5-PCT
Series: T625 Roll: 578 Page: 214
Jones, R. M. Head R(renting) M W 50 M KY CanEng CanEng Physician Medical
Jones, Leah Wife F W 47 M KY KY KY
Jones, Helen A. Dau F W 14 S KY KY KY Enjoy! Melinda Leah (Pinky) E SMITH and Richard Mann JONES had the following children: |