Emma Estes, 104 and the salt of this Earth, passed from this life during the early afternoon of March 29, 2014, from injuries suffered in an accidental fall a week earlier, still possessing an iron will and a lion’s heart. She passed away quietly in the comfort of her son’s home surround by those who truly loved her.
She will be buried with her husband in Weatherford, where she spent the last years of her life.
A much loved mother, grandmother, great-grandmother and great-great-grandmother, she was born in Plainview, Texas, on Nov. 21, 1909, to Jesse and Cora Goodson. She grew up poor, but immensely loved, in a family of six sisters and two brothers. The center of her world was a small, three-bedroom home one block off the town square in Wellington, Texas. It was a house where she and her brothers and sisters came of age and the house where she returned to give birth to all four of her children in the comfort and safety of her mother and father.
She shared a single bed in that house with four of her sisters sleeping three at the head and two at the foot. She met her husband, George Estes, shortly after she graduated from Wellington High School in 1929, and ran away after a brief courtship to marry him on Sept. 10, 1929, just weeks before the fall of the stock market and the start of the Great Depression. She followed her husband from state to state and across half of Texas from one construction job to the next, making a home and raising four children, two girls and two boys.
She was baptized in the White River in northern Arkansas while living in the small town of Flippin, Ark., raising a family while her husband worked building Bulls Shoals Dam. A hard-rock Baptist she had a very strong and deep belief in Christ.