The Wedding of Pete and Shirley Dudley Richardson

The Wedding of Pete and Shirley Dudley Richardson
Photo Courtesy: Roman Richardson

Pete Richardson was the son of Alexander and Melissa Wheat Richardson. Shirley Dudley was the daughter of O.D. Dudley and Maggie Lee Brumfield Dudley. Standing to the left of the bride is Pete's brother Samuel Richardson and Earline Davis on the end. One the right is Katie Johnson and Walter Boykins.

O.D. and Maggie Lee Brumfield Dudley of Tangipahoa Parish, Louisiana

O.D. Dudley
Photo Courtesy: Roman Richardson

O.D. Dudley was born in 1916 to Mose and Idella Williams Dudley, he died in 1980  at home in Amite, Louisiana. He married  Maggie Lee Brumfield Dudley, the love of his life." O. D. loved him some Maggie, says Roman." They were the parents of Shirley Mae Griffin,  Ann Deloris Williams, Mildred Ann Ricard, and Norma Jean Richard. 

Maggie was born around 1918 and died in 1999 in Amite, Louisiana. She was one of the cooks at West Side School in Amite, Louisiana. That was the days with food was home-cooked by grandmothers and mothers who knew nothing about process food. I remember as a child, smelling the food cooking in the cafeteria. We couldn't wait until lunch because we knew we were end for a treat. Homemade peach cobbler, cake, red beans and rice, greens, vegetables, meat loaf, freshly made yeast rolls just to name some of the good foods we had.

Mr. Dudley was a custodian and bus driver. Matter of fact,  I rode his bus and remembered on Fridays after school he  purchased ice cream cones for all the children on the bus. Mr. Dudley was a nice person with a welcoming smile and hello as we got on the bus every day.  He worked in the lunchroom at Westside School and managed the candy vending machines at the school. Mr. Dudley was a member of Little Bethel Baptist Church in Amite, Louisiana. He was one of deacons at the church. 

Roman was reflecting on so many memories of his grandfather and how he was a stern and fair man. My grandpa kept guns  in very corner of every room of the house. That came about from his childhood. When grandpa was a young man, a white girl accused him of looking at her. He ran home as fast as he could. When he made it back, he told his father and the Dudley men what happened. The white men came to the house and wanted them to bring out my grandpa. My grandpa said all you could hear in the house was the sounds of shotguns and guns clicking. My great-grandfather told the

Maggie Lee Brumfield Dudley
Photo Courtesy: Roman Richardson

white men that they weren't sending O.D. out of the house. One of the white men said we'll see you later and they all left. My grandfather O.D kept guns in the corner of each room of his house  after that incident.

Grandpa was a strong man who took care of his family and grandchildren until he passed away. When grandma Maggie got sick, grandpa wanted to do everything for her, although he was ill himself. My grandma was much taller than my grandpa, and that didn't mean anything. He stood tall and did what any man who called himself a man would do for his family and the community. 

He uses to go hunting and bring the wild game home, and grandma would cook it, nothing but love went in those pots. "One day grandpa had so friends to come over to the house, and the men were sitting outside, and grandpa pulled out her best china to serve them coffee. That's the kind of woman she was," says Roman. We all miss them so much.