While researching newspaper accounts for Roscoe Turner today, I
ran across an article in the February 28, 1935, Weekly Corinthian where
Roscoe Turner was introduced by Mr. Benjamin R. Warriner when he came to
Corinth after the London-Melbourne race in October of 1934.  Mr. Benjamin
R. Warriner did not ring a bell to me but it gave me an opportunity to
call Mrs. Richard B. Warriner, Jr. who I have always admired and enjoyed
knowing throughout my life.  Dr. Richard B. Warriner, Jr. was always a
friend and a family doctor through most of my life.  I remember his
encouragement in the Boy Scouts and remember my dread at going to see him
as a doctor since I never went until I was really sick and there was
usually a 95% probability that I would get a shot.

       Mrs. Warriner told me Mr. Benjamin Rowlette Warriner [b.June 10,
1882 d.May 26, 1966] was a brother to her husband Dr. Richard B.
Warriner, Jr.'s father, Dr. Richard Bascomb Warriner [b.August 12, 1879
d.September 26, 1970].  Mr. Benjamin R. Warriner received a law degree
from the University of Mississippi and was mayor of Corinth from
1914-1918.  Later on he was in the insurance business and was an authority
on birds in this area.  He was a devoted member of the First Methodist
Church and taught the Young Men's Bible Class for 25 years.  Mrs.
Warriner recalls him telling her the reason he didn't want to run for
mayor after his one term was because he hated getting all the complaints
from citizens about their garbage service.  It was funny that this
prompted me to recall that I once made a comment to John D. Mercier, long
time mayor of Corinth, complimenting him on the innovation and success of
the plastic garbage containers now used by the city but which were
controversial when the change was made.  I specifically remember his face
lighting up and how pleased he was to hear that remark.  He explained in
great detail to me all the benefits the city had derived from that
change, including decreasing the city's rodent population from the
reduction in open garbage containers.  It would be interesting to conduct
a survey of modern day mayors to see if this is still the number one
thorn in the mayor's job.

     My father, M.L.Sandy, recalled a humorous memory of his of Dr.
Richard B. Warriner, Sr. as they were leaving Sunday School one morning
after Mr. Ben had been replaced by Jim Bryant as teacher.  Dr. Warriner
complimented Jim Bryant on an important point he had made just a few
moments earlier during the lesson in Sunday School class.  Dr. Warriner
told him he could not remember what it was, but he thought it was
important.

        Mrs. Warriner was Ellen Lowry Hayes of Decatur, Georgia, before
she was married on June 24, 1935 to Dr. Richard B. Warriner, Jr. [b.May
30, 1909 d.October 5, 1978].  Mrs. Warriner did not know Roscoe Turner
that well but remembered meeting him in 1936 at the dedication of the
original airport in Corinth on Roscoe Turner Day.  She had moved to
Corinth early in 1936 and did not know many people in town at all.  She
remembers being asked to be a hostess for Roscoe Turner Day in October,
1936 by Mr. A.J.McEachern [pronounced McKechin] who was secretary of the
Chamber of Commerce.  Mrs. Warriner remembers the day well for she did
not feel at ease knowing so few people at the time and being expected to
answer questions and give guidance to out-of-town visitors.  Mrs.
Warriner remembered the day was very hot and dry.  Dust hung in the air
at the site out in the airport field where a huge crowd of people were
gathered for the ceremonies.  She remembers that there were airplanes
giving rides that day and she would have dearly loved to have taken a
ride but her husband was clearly against it.  Mrs. Warriner remembers
Roscoe's wife, Carline Stovall, was a beautiful young woman.  Mrs.
Warriner remembered that at the end of the day she got home and was
totally exhausted.

        Mrs. Warriner remembered one handsome local young man that day at
the ceremonies who was quite active and seemed to be greatly enjoying
everything going on.   She specifically recalled he was sharply dressed
including puttee's.  Mrs. Warriner told me this was Herbert Brady who was
an uncle of Johnny Young, our district attorney.               

        I called Johnny Young who gave me the address of his uncle,
C.H.(Herbert) Brady who now lives in Jackson, Tennessee.  Johnny also
made the comment that he was sure my father knew Herbert Brady.  I am
mailing information to Herbert Brady and will contact him shortly.

        I asked my father about Herbert Brady and was informed that Herb
worked for him when my father was in the lumber business as an outside
salesman covering Western Tennessee.   His wife Ethel Brady was a friend
of my mother and the Bradys lived near my parents at the Weaver Apartments.
Herbert Brady always took credit for my brother Herbert being named after
him.  Ethel Brady was a sister to the mother of Max Burnett who was a
good friend of mine in high school.

        My father also told me the story which I have heard every single
time that I have been to Memphis with my mother in my entire lifetime
when crossing the long, curving bridge at the foot of the steep hill west
of dead man's curve going toward Memphis.

        My father was driving back from Memphis during the winter with
Mr. Robert Bryant, former band director at the local school who was
working for him as a salesman at the time, next to him in the front of
the car and with my mother and Ethel Brady, wife of Herbert Brady, in the
back seat.  He was not aware that the bridge was covered with ice and
when the car started across the bridge he lost control with the car
sliding first from one side to the other for the length of the bridge.
Finally the car came off the bridge and started spinning around and
around.  My mother and Ethel were in the back seat screaming in unison as
my father recalls.  My mother recalls that Ethel threw open the door (as
if she were going to jump out and go somewhere) and my mother thought
this caused the car to stop spinning.  My father remembers when the car
stopped spinning after three or four complete revolutions, it was pointed
in the right direction going towards Corinth and they drove safely on
home.  The car miraculously never touched the sides of the bridge or went
off the steep sides of the highway despite the spinning. My memory of
trips to Memphis will probably be forever altered soon as this bridge
will soon be replaced by two new bridges as Highway 72 is being four
laned.

        Mrs. Bobby Liddon was behind my father on that day coming from
Memphis and stopped before reaching the bridge when she saw the    
car spinning and managed to slow down and avoid any problem herself. Dr.
and Mrs. Warriner, Jr. came along later on that night and were seriously
injured in an accident on that same bridge.  Mrs. Warriner thinks the
date was Sunday, November 5, 1950.

        It is funny that after 48 years all the details are finally
becoming clear to this story in my mind and all due to this research on
Roscoe Turner.  It was also interesting to me that this account both
began and ended with Mrs. Ellen Warriner.


    Milton Sandy, Jr. Corinth, MS - April 9, 1993