by Freida Marie Crump
Greetings from the Ridge.
Walking across the cemetery on Memorial Day I stumbled across a couple of names that I hadn’t thought about in a long time. Kent and Melvin Porter. Father and son. Unlike most of the family tombstones in the Coonridge cemetery, one name is facing east and the other west. That’s the way they lived their lives.
Kent and Melvin lived together for