Sunday, July 9, 2023

Lou Dixon Gates Soon to Join the Nonagenarian Club of the Bend

             My aunt, Lou Dixon Gates, was born 90 years ago this week on July 13. She was welcomed by her sister, Boots, age 5 and her brother, George, almost 2 years old.

Even though Lou was the baby of the family, she didn’t fit the stereotypical description of the last born in a family. She laughingly told me Boots always had more important things to do and argued the case that she just couldn't do chores.

When she and George were in high school, they lived north of Burbank. George insisted Lou must help him do the chores. So she walked from school to their home, helped George with the chores, and walked back for her basketball team’s practice. Lou wondered to me why an older brother needed a younger sister’s help, yet as she and George aged, her love for him deepened and his death was a great loss to her in 2021.

Lou, as a newlywed
          One night in 1948, Lou and George arrived in Fairfax at Jump’s, a roller-skating rink converted on the weekend to a dance floor. Lou, age 15, met Jim Gates who had driven for the first time the new Gates family vehicle, a black pickup, from the Bend with his sidekick, Ralph Dooley. George, age 17, was more than happy to give consent for Jim to take his kid sister home to Burbank.

It had rained. Lou did not want any trouble when he dropped her off at their home north of Burbank. She insisted Jim let her out before he tried to cross the creek up to their house. Getting a pickup stuck after dark in the muddy creek would not have made a good first impression. She did not want to risk having to wake up her dad and make him get out of bed to pull the 1948 pickup out of the muddy creek. Instead, Lou hopped out of the new black pickup and easily found the stones so she could successfully cross the creek on foot.

Jim and Lou remembered Brice and Ralph Dooley serving as the main callers at Jump’s during the square dancing.  How frequently they heard, “Bird Hopped In, Crow Hopped Out!” They socialized with Ann Christensen, Lou’s best friend, who dated Forrest “Frosty” Goad, one of Jim’s dear friends from the Big Bend. They got acquainted with Eva Mae Garner and her date, Bunk Pease. Of course, Jim’s older brother, Herb, and his girlfriend, Billie Dooley, “ran” with them, too.

Jim and Lou spent many fun nights at Jump’s Roller Inn. Lou loved to skate on Wednesday nights. Then they danced on Saturday nights. Lou described them as “fun dance parties.”

Verna Lou and Vera Lee Christy had taught Jim to dance at the house dances in the Big Bend. Vera Lee would later marry Jim’s friend, Ralph Dooley. Lou recalled Jim teaching her to square dance. Lou taught her brother, George, the two-step. George was so much taller than Lou that she had to adjust her instruction to compensate for the height difference!

Through her love and commitment to the sport of basketball, she met Ann Christensen Goad at Burbank High School in 1950. They shared a love of playing basketball and soon found they had other interests in common. They became lifelong best friends. (On the topic of basketball – Lou has grandchildren who have excelled on the court with the round ball. Recently, a local Woodland fan told how enjoyable it is to watch one of Lou’s great-grandsons play.)

            Lou composed a poem on friendship that depicts that these two kindred spirits shared a common bond that held them together through marriages, bearing four children each, reaching their career goals, and supporting each other amidst sorrow and illness. Even though Ann died ten years ago, Lou continues to miss that cherished friendship. Lou’s poem may be accessed at https://bernadeanjgates.blogspot.com/2015/08/lou-gates-on-friendship.html

Lou’s family moved to Ponca City, she graduated from Ponca City High School and began working at Continental as a key punch. By December of 1951, Jim had joined the air force and was stationed at Sheppard Field in Wichita Falls, Texas. They decided to get married that December. They didn’t have a car, but Jim had friends.

Alph Dooley drove Jim to Ponca City to get a blood test. They arrived at the Kay County Courthouse in Newkirk, Oklahoma. The county clerk’s office was closed since it was Saturday. Thankfully, Jim had chosen to wear his uniform for his wedding day. The court clerk happened to be there and glimpsed the profile of Jim’s military hat outside the door window. She told him she wouldn’t have opened the door and issued a marriage license except for the patriotic chord that his hat struck in her heart. The court clerk indicated he needed to be 21 years old to get married. She asked, “Are you 21?” He replied in the affirmative. After all, he would be 21 in January. 

They were then married by the justice of the peace in Newkirk, on December 22, 1951. Of course, they needed two witnesses. Alph was one. The justice of the peace stepped out the door and pulled a man from the street!

Lou wore a blue dress with navy shoes. Jim, of course, chose to get married in his air force uniform. They had no flowers. Not even one photograph memorialized the day. As with many weddings in the mid-20th century, the wedding itself was a “low-budget” affair.

They did have wedding rings. Earlier in the year, Jim had been gambling. He won enough to buy a wedding ring set for Lou from Drake’s in Ponca City. He gave Herb, his brother, a sizable amount to buy his new wife, Billie, a set of wedding rings, too.  Lou bought a wedding band for $19.95 for Jim – paying for it by making payments from her paycheck that she earned at Continental.

Following the wedding, Jim and Lou spent the rest of the weekend in the Bend with Jim’s brother and his wife, Herb and Billie Dooley Gates. Then Jim returned to Sheppard Field. Lou remained at her job at Continental and lived with her parents. That love story and marriage lasted 65 years until Jim’s death.

By April of 1952, they decided they wanted to be together – no matter how challenging it might be. With a suitcase of towels and their clothes, they began.

Jim was stationed at Rapid City, South Dakota. The base was located 12 miles outside of Rapid City. But alas, there was no base housing.

The two newlyweds secured a room to rent from a sweet couple, Bill and Evelyn. Their home was situated about six blocks from downtown. Lou and Jim rented the room for $35 per month. Since they had no kitchen or even a hot plate, for a while, they walked the six blocks to a restaurant downtown to eat and then the six blocks back to their room.

Soon Bill and Evelyn recognized Jim and Lou as an honest, responsible couple and gave them “kitchen privileges” for an additional $5 each month. Evelyn did their laundry and even began ironing their clothes. Soon Evelyn was preparing meals and inviting this transplanted duo to join them.  As Jim recalled, this kind couple really took Lou and him in and treated them like family.

For transportation, Jim found another airman stationed at the base and rode with him, furnishing gas money. Lou was employed by Buckingham Trucking as a key punch operator (data entry). She used the Rapid City bus system to commute to work.

 One definitive event in January 1954 marked a turning point, impacting the rest of their lives and all of their descendants. They had moved back to the Big Bend after Jim's stint in the air force. Lou recalled living in a little house they rented from Reid Morris. Their older daughter, Claudia, was less than a year old.

  Lou said that they knew people from the Big Bend Baptist Church were praying for them. The pastor, Ray T. Hart, and Jess Dittmar came to visit them. The two men took their Bibles and showed Jim and Lou the way of salvation to be assured of a place in heaven. While Bro. Hart talked with Jim, Bro. Dittmar explained to Lou that a person must believe that Jesus is God's Son and came to earth to die for her sins but rose from the dead. He turned to Romans 10:9-10 which says:

If you confess with your mouth the Lord Jesus and believe in your heart that God has raised Him from the dead, you will be saved. For with the heart one believes unto righteousness, and with the mouth confession is made unto salvation.


             That January day, both Jim and Lou confessed Jesus as Lord, asking Him to forgive their sins, and committed their lives to follow Him.


Through the years, Lou and Jim kept their grandchildren for the week of Vacation Bible School so they could attend with Lou when she helped each summer. Lou always had the week so well planned that it appeared to run smoothly with all of them having a good time while learning about Jesus.


          Many of their grandchildren and great grandchildren have had their Falls Creek camp entry fees paid by Jim and Lou. Much like my grandma, Gladys Rainey Smith, Lou has a book documenting the salvation of each of their descendants. Lou treasures that as much as any of the keepsakes in her home.


          Lou mused that it was no happenstance that she and Jim settled in the Big Bend, but it was part of God's plan for them to hear the truth of God's Word. As Jim and Lou finished retelling their conversion story, they expressed deep gratitude for the persevering prayers of the people in the Bend that brought them into a right relationship with God.


 Lou is joining other Benders in the local Nonagenarian Club which I think has four members. She lives in the Bend on the farm on the Arkansas River where her husband was born. Blessings to you, Lou, on reaching this 90th milestone.




90 Years
32,850 Days
78,400 Hours
47,204,000 Minutes

1 Blessed Life

Happy, Happy Birthday, Aunt Lou!

1 comment :

  1. Thank you for the memories an the love

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