I always liked older people. When I was 10 I visited elderly neighbors. The lady next door took care of her aged mother and they seemed to enjoy my company as much as I did theirs. The mother had a little chihuahua named Chico. I loved playing with him. About a year after we moved, my mother got a call that Ms. Houston was going to the nursing home and she wanted me to take Chico. I was sad that she had to give up her little dog she loved so much. I was determined to give him a great life. He was like having a baby to care for, he always wanted to be in someone’s lap. Bless him, he could only eat boiled chicken. Everything else made him sick. After Chico’s passing I got a hamster. His name was Hamilton Hamlet Hamster III. He was a well educated, world traveled renowned collector of fine art, it was very small. Ham and I spent many hours discussing music and art, he was so charming and funny.
Paul Ray Morris
06/27/1974 – 06/22/2024
Paul lost a valiant fight with pancreatic cancer, we are heartbroken by his passing but strengthened by his courage.
Born to Frank L. Morris III and Cynthia Weirsbowski Morris in Nashville, TN
Paul was such a curious child he never missed anything. He got more out of a trip than anyone else in the family because he noticed birds, dogs, trees and loved people. He loved Boy Scouts, karate and most of all, skateboarding. As an adult, Paul owned his own car detailing company, he was a DJ, rapper, managed car washes, his last job was serving subpoenas.
Paul was very devoted to the grandparents who raised him, Frank and Sylvia Morris (Mawmaw and Pappa).
Paul married the love of his life, Tracy Palubicki on 06/30/18.
“Tracy is the best thing that ever happened to me” Paul Morris 03/18/24
Paul, I will forever miss your wacky humor. Love Auntie Rachel (hot tea)

Mary Susan’s family line
Cordie’s 100 Year Old Milk Pitcher
This milk pitcher was given to Cordie Davis for her 5th birthday, in 1910, making it more than 100 years old.
Sylvia Morris wrote this note about the pitcher in 2007:
This milk pitcher was given to my mother Cordie Mae Davis for her birthday when she was 5 years old. She lived in the home of Nannie Sue Carrol and Mrs. Carrol served as a grandmother figure. She told my mother that she was giving her a present that would turn yellow with age. My mother cherished the pitcher and told me the story many times over the years.
Sylvia Rhea Deason
married to
Frank Layson Morris, Jr.
Here’s Sylvia’s hand written letter.
Wallace Deason and Joe Davis
Joe Davis (Cordie Deason’s Father) Death Card
The Deason Family Tree
Thomas Morris Family Tree
Thomas Edwin Morris b. 12/03/1925 d. 12/16/2017
Leta Lynch Morris b. 04/19/1929 d.
Thomas Edwin Morris b. 03/23/1949 d. 01/01/1996
Gaines Lynch Morris b. 05/09/1950
Mary Susan Morris Kyle b. 10/24/1952
Tracey Leigh Scillian Marshall b. 09/17/1970
Penelope Lynne Scillian Davenport b. 09/17/1970
Jonathan Thomas Scillian b. 01/22/1977
Frank Morris Jr. Family Tree
Frank L. Morris Jr. and Sylvia Rhea Deason Morris
Married 09/03/1950 in Hopkinsville Ky.
Brooks Major (Dad’s best friend) officiating
Frank Layson Morris, Jr. b. 02/10/1926 d. 04/06/2014
Sylvia Rhea Deason Morris b. 07/28/1936 d. 10/08/2016
Frank Layson Morris III b. 08/19/1951 d. 08/21/1989
Gene Isamu Morris b. 07/22/1974
Paul Ray Morris b. 06/27/1974
Anna Kirsten Morris b. 02/01/1982
Bert Russell Morris b. 12/01/1955 d. 06/16/2018
Josh Palmer b. 07/29/1993
Rachel Faye Morris Nichols b. 12/20/1958
Cameron Matthew Grace b. 08/07/1981
Mark Russell Nichols b. 08/16/1992
Sally
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Frank and Uncle Tom at Leah Rose
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