James "Moody" Turner

My fondest memory of Uncle Moody was a recent one when I brought my dad, Worth Turner, his last living sibling, to see him about 4 years ago. They had a great time together, talking and laughting about things they did back on the farm as kids. They got so tickled with each other and laughed so hard I was afraid they would both have strokes then. It was a humbling feeling to hear two men who had lived so long talk about things I will never enjoy - plowing fields in bare feet, flagging the...