The past two weeks have been a trying time in the
family of Jackie’s remaining sister and herself. They have experienced
the loss of a brother and a sister. Their brother, James Ray (Wheel)
Cogburn passed away two weeks ago as a result of an injury. He was a
butcher and dropped a frozen turkey on his foot which caused a blood
clot, which resulted in his death the morning after Thanksgiving. He
lived in Whitesboro, Texas and was buried there.
This past week, their sister Mary Jo passed away
during surgery on Thursday afternoon.
There were seven daughters and three sons in Jackie’s
family. The family lived many years in the Friendship community. Four
of the children went to the rural school of Friendship which is just
west of the Mustang community. The five youngest children of R.L.
(Bob) and Virtie Cogburn were well known in the Aubrey area.
When Jackie and I were married some fifty-three years
ago, the large family was an attraction to me because they were so
close to each other. The mother and father taught this family love and
respect for each other. This attraction of affection was so strong
that it has carried down to generations that followed. I was nothing
but impressed with the same family love that has been taught to all
ten of the brothers and sisters that preceded Jackie and her remaining
sister Pearl.
While I was sitting between Jackie and her sister, it
was obvious that I am the only remaining son-in-law of Bob and Virtie
Cogburn, and brother-in-law to these brothers and sisters. This
experience creates a loneliness that is reinforced by the great family
affection of the remaining offspring and the genuine love that was
shown to each other by Mary Jo’s family.
One of Mary Jo’s daughters was deaf and one of her
grandson’s and his wife were deaf, which allowed for the whole funeral
service to be interpreted in sign language. The interpreter translated
the pastor’s message and all of the songs into sign language. She
translated the songs as the music was played, which created a
rewarding atmosphere as the words of the songs were being sung.
I am quite familiar with the hearing impaired, since I
had a great-uncle and Aunt who were deaf. Some of the most pleasurable
moments were with this hearing disabled family.
I think that as I look back to 53 years ago, I am most
certainly convinced that this very large family affection that I so
keenly became aware of was still present and the joys far outweigh the
losses. Simply said, LOVE just doesn’t cost us anything but the
rewards are there for an everlasting experience.
The photo is where this family love originated in
1904. It is of the Cogburn family lined up for a photographer. This
large family was the beginning of the many large families to come. Bob
Cogburn (Jackie’s father), is on the far right when he was a young man
with his brother and sisters at their family home in Judd, Texas.