100 year celebration of Vera Elizabeth Eaton Macemore
Born in Lexington on September 26,1921 to Byron B. Eaton and Mary McCarn Eaton of Greensboro, NC.
When Vera was five years old her father developed TB and was put in the TB Asylum in Greensboro, and her mother, herself and a sister and brother had to come to Lexington and live with her grandparents, Moses Lindsey McCarn and Julia McCarn, on Cotton Grove Rd.where Vera lived until she was married in April 7, 1942 to Watson Eugene Macemore.
They moved across the railroad from her grandparents and mother a couple years. Later, they moved across the street to 115 Cotton Grove Rd. where she lived for almost 75 years. Vera and Watson had a son Garland Eugene Macemore born April 13, 1946. Vera lost her husband February 19, 1992 (cancer) two months shy of their 50th wedding anniversary. She lost her son two months after her husband on April 17, 1992. She has lost one sister, one brother, two nieces. She loves dogs and cats and has had several in her life. Vera has not been alone all these years for God has been with her and answered her prayers. She has had many many friends and still does. She has been a member of New Testament Baptist Church for many years.
Thanks to Tanya Hill and Sandra Clark for always taking her to church. She is very happy and funny, loves to pick and cut up. She is very old fashion. She still has her right mind and is a rolling history book of Lexington. She loved to embroider all her life, and loved flowers and dogs, paint by numbers and was a perfectionist doing anything. She loves the mountains in the fall, never missed the weather on the news three times a day and you best be quiet while it was on.
She played a pump Organ that her grandmother left her. And was famous for her Chocolate Pies. I know I’m leaving out a ton, but I only met her in 1980 when I married her nephew Ronald Eaton. For many years she told everyone that I was “her brothers boys wife.” Hahaha no disrespect that’s just how she explained to people who you were. I finally got her calling me her niece. She is a mess but we love her.
Submitted by Donna Eaton