I was born Paul Morris on Oct. the 19, 1922 , the son of  John Morris and Lena  Mishler Morris , the fourth child in a family of thirteen. I went to various one room schools starting in one in a logging camp in South Dakota then in Nebraska, Oklahoma and finally, Colorado.                                                                                    I was drafted into the Army Nov. 11, 1942. I took my basic training in Texas and then shipped overseas in April to the Southwest Pacific.  While going under the Golden Gate Bridge a wave came over the front of the ship, was 22 days going to New Caledonia way down south. From there we started for the Solomon Islands on an L S T ship and it took two torpedoes. I floated in the ocean on a life raft for eighteen hours before being picked up. After a week, went on to Guadalcanal and on up through the little island there.  Then on to New Guainía from there to New Zealand for R &R, it was winter time there and we saw snow.  We then went to a little island to prepare for the invasion of the Philippines.  When we left there were ships behind us clear over the horizon, we made our landing without any resistance.  I was there a few days and I got wounded in both legs, both arms and butt, spent a long time in the hospital.  The war ended while I was there and I discharged from the army Dec 12 1945.  I was there three years and one day, came home to the farm and have been a farmer since.  I married Florence Mae Simons Kipp on February the fourteenth 1964 in Raton, New Mexico.  I got me a ready-made family of two step-daughters and a stepson which I raised as my own.  I sold Archer for about 55 years, until the barrels got too heavy for me to handle {that's about it as of Feb. 19, 2014}

He passed away in his home October 21, 2018 surrounded by his wife and loved ones.  He is survived by his wife Florence, those who called him Dad: Mary Lee, Susan, Harold [Debbie], those who called him Grandpa: Jenny [Milton II] and Tina [Sean], those who called him Punkin: Milton III [Cheyenne], Shiloh, Zoey and Christopher, two sisters, June Page [Irvin] and Ada Marshal and host of nieces and nephews.  He was preceded in death by seven brothers: Harold, Gerald, Sylvan, Eugene, William, Donald, Lee and three sisters Velma, Elizabeth and Florence as well as his grandson, Rodney Carroll.     He was a man of very few words and thought of everything, including writing this, his own obituary.  My grandparents were true sweethearts and he will be missed by all who knew and loved him.  To say he was a great man does not do him justice, he was a loving husband, Dad and Grandpa ("punkin").

A graveside service will be held Friday, October 26, 2018 at 10:00 a.m. at the Thurman Cemetery south of Anton, Colorado.  Memorial donations may be made to the Flagler American Legion.