By Mildred Jackson Cornelius

@1985; Catclaw Printing “Top of the Cap”

I suppose every community has its characters.  Someone who stands out in your memories.  One of McAdoo’s was a farmer named Rumfield.  He owned his own farm east of McAdoo.  A man who was always willing to help his neighbors, loved his chewing tobacco, black coffee with lots of sugar and his freedom.  He didn’t like housework, and as he was a bachelor you could tell he didn’t do much of it. It became a custom for the people in the community to help celebrate his birthday.  The way they did this:  Every family would pack a big picnic lunch and after church everyone would go to Rummy’s house.  There were large trees in front of his house and here the men would make a long picnic table and the women would spread their tablecloths and the good food they had brought.   All would eat until they were miserable, then the children would play hide and seek, the men would discuss the crops and weather, while the women packed the dishes and fixed Rummy enough food for the next day, being careful not to leave anything that would spoil as he didn’t have a refrigerator.  Rummy enjoyed this very much and it was something he looked forward to each year. 

Obituary

Former McAdoo Man Buried

Funeral services for H. P. Rumfield, 90, were held November 4 at the McAdoo Baptist Church, Rev. Pate officiating.

Mr. Rumfield was residing in Hamlin with a niece, Mrs. Cecil Brown, at the time of his death.  He was a former resident of McAdoo, moving from there to Hamlin in April of 1960.

He was a former employee of the Swenson Ranch.  He came to McAdoo in 1911.

Interment was in the McAdoo Cemetery. 

@The Texas Spur; Thursday, November 10, 1960