Baskerville - Person Sheet
Baskerville - Person Sheet
NameMargaret Antha Davenport 
Birth7 Aug 1919, Searcy, Arkansas
Death26 Dec 1983, Hopkinsville, Kentucky
Spouses
Birth6 Mar 1915, Mantee, Mississippi
Death23 Jan 1993, Elizabethtown, Kentucky
FatherJohn Allen Floyd (1876-1958)
MotherMargaret Alma Easterwood (1877-1938)
Marriage8 Oct 1946, Hopkinsville, Kentucky
ChildrenPeggy Almarine (1948-)
Jesse Olee (1958-)
Notes for Margaret Antha Davenport
Information from her son, Jesse Floyd:
The second child of George and Velma Davenport and the first of twins,mom was a very loving person. She was born in Searcy, AK and her familythen moved to Phebe, MS where she met my dad. The school bus stopped atSander's Store which was run by my great uncle and aunt, George and NanSanders and where my father worked. She would go in the store to look atthings just to see my dad.
Dad took it hard when she died. It was hard for him to move to E-town tolive with us because he knew that he probably wouldn't visit my mom'sgrave again. When my mom died, the angels had to move down a placebecause mom went to the front of the line.
She dearly loved Roxie and spoiled her. She always looked forward toseeing her.
Margaret weighed two pounds when she was born. She claimed to be 5 feettall but I think that was a stretch. She had black hair and brown eyes.
A very loving person, she always tried to make everyone happy which lefther heart broken often. She took it very hard when her parents divorcedin the early 70s. The children split brothers against sisters with Mamain the middle. The stress of this occurrence and ill feelings in herfamily helped cause her illness to accelerate.
During World War II, she worked at a plant in Evansville, IN that builtfighter planes. She was "Rosie the Riveter." Once, while whittling ona break, she didn't hear the horn ending the break and was startled whena foreman tapped her on the shoulder and while turning around, sheaccidentally stabbed him in the arm.
She worked as a nurse's aid at Jenny Stuart Hospital for a while when sheand dad moved to Kentucky. She helped deliver babies, something that sheprobably did often while growing up. Some doctors preferred her to thenurses in the ward. She then went to beauty school and became abeautician. After working a couple of years, there was an addition builtto our house and she opened a shop, that was about 1964. I rememberwaking-up many a Saturday morning to the smell of permanent solution.She continued to work there until she became too sick to work about 1981.
Some of her favorite television shows were Magnum P.I., Black SheepSquadron, and Days of Our Lives.
The last couple years of her life were spent in and out of the hospital.Years of over medication and inhaling toxic fumes caused her liver to bedamaged and she eventually died while in a coma the day after Christmas,1983. I remember having Christmas in the main waiting room of thehospital.
She loved to sing even though she couldn't carry a tune in a bucket. Shewould accompany herself on the piano but she couldn't hold a steadybeat. Because of her faith, hymns were her favorite songs to sing.Sometimes when singing hymns at church, I can still hear her sing. Sheloved to play checkers and would almost always skunk me. The only time Iever won was when she let.
She was in and out of the hospital the year before she died and fell intoa coma at least three times. I was spending the night in the IntensiveCare waiting room during her last coma. The morning she died, I chose togo home to get a shower when dad and Peggy got there instead of goingafter the 8:00 visit. It was the only morning I didn't wait and she diedbefore the next visiting time. The day of her funeral was very cold andthere was quite a bit of snow which prevented several family members fromattending.
More About MARGARET ANTHA DAVENPORT:
Burial: Green Hills Memorial Gardens, Hopkinsville, Kentucky
The second child of George and Velma Davenport and the first of twins,mom was a very loving person. She was born in Searcy, AK and her familythen moved to Phebe, MS where she met my dad. The school bus stopped atSander's Store which was run by my great uncle and aunt, George and NanSanders and where my father worked. She would go in the store to look atthings just to see my dad.
Dad took it hard when she died. It was hard for him to move to E-town tolive with us because he knew that he probably wouldn't visit my mom'sgrave again. When my mom died, the angels had to move down a placebecause mom went to the front of the line.
She dearly loved Roxie and spoiled her. She always looked forward toseeing her.
Margaret weighed two pounds when she was born. She claimed to be 5 feettall but I think that was a stretch. She had black hair and brown eyes.
A very loving person, she always tried to make everyone happy which lefther heart broken often. She took it very hard when her parents divorcedin the early 70s. The children split brothers against sisters with Mamain the middle. The stress of this occurrence and ill feelings in herfamily helped cause her illness to accelerate.
During World War II, she worked at a plant in Evansville, IN that builtfighter planes. She was "Rosie the Riveter." Once, while whittling ona break, she didn't hear the horn ending the break and was startled whena foreman tapped her on the shoulder and while turning around, sheaccidentally stabbed him in the arm.
She worked as a nurse's aid at Jenny Stuart Hospital for a while when sheand dad moved to Kentucky. She helped deliver babies, something that sheprobably did often while growing up. Some doctors preferred her to thenurses in the ward. She then went to beauty school and became abeautician. After working a couple of years, there was an addition builtto our house and she opened a shop, that was about 1964. I rememberwaking-up many a Saturday morning to the smell of permanent solution.She continued to work there until she became too sick to work about 1981.
Some of her favorite television shows were Magnum P.I., Black SheepSquadron, and Days of Our Lives.
The last couple years of her life were spent in and out of the hospital.Years of over medication and inhaling toxic fumes caused her liver to bedamaged and she eventually died while in a coma the day after Christmas,1983. I remember having Christmas in the main waiting room of thehospital.
She loved to sing even though she couldn't carry a tune in a bucket. Shewould accompany herself on the piano but she couldn't hold a steadybeat. Because of her faith, hymns were her favorite songs to sing.Sometimes when singing hymns at church, I can still hear her sing. Sheloved to play checkers and would almost always skunk me. The only time Iever won was when she let.
She was in and out of the hospital the year before she died and fell intoa coma at least three times. I was spending the night in the IntensiveCare waiting room during her last coma. The morning she died, I chose togo home to get a shower when dad and Peggy got there instead of goingafter the 8:00 visit. It was the only morning I didn't wait and she diedbefore the next visiting time. The day of her funeral was very cold andthere was quite a bit of snow which prevented several family members fromattending.
More About MARGARET ANTHA DAVENPORT:
Burial: Green Hills Memorial Gardens, Hopkinsville, Kentucky