Im Memory of Andrew K. Rogers Sr.

Like my mom my father was young when I was born. Only at the age of 22, I wasn't a planned child but I was loved by mom and dad just the same. He was a drummer for a band in Columbia and from what I have been told, he was verry very good. As many problems arose for one reson or the next my mom and dad desided to be friends and they divorced when I was 18 months old. My father was still a big part of my life and was there whenever mom needed him. My father had a respect for everyone he met, in fact he never met a stranger. He was loved my many people and he loved his preformance cars. His favorite car of all times was the Pontiac GTO. (aka Goat) He knew his way around under a hood and you could always bet his would be the fastest car for miles around. He loved to get out and drag race on the streets of Columbia TN. He didnt care who ya was or what you was driving He knew he would win. In fact his favorite GTO had so much Kick, he got on it one day a little to hard and worped the frame. He too had a love for God, to hear my aunt tell it there will never be another that could play drums as well as he at the church. I can reflect back on the time I was around my father and never was there a bad memory to recall. On the night of October, 3 1982, 10 days before his 31st. birthday he was killed in a car crash by the hands of a drunk driver. Many storys have been told to the truth of that night, But one story is the truth and lets just say it wasnt truley an accedent.
Daddy this page is for you. 10/13/51 - 10/3/82

                                  The front page of,
                                          The Daily Hearald
                                             Columbia Tn.
                                     Monday, October 4, 1982
Andrew Rogers, 30, Route 4, columbia was killed and his wife, Betty Rogers, injured early Sunday morning after the car they were traveling in hit a guard rail and bridge abutment on Williamsport Pike. Reports say the car was traveling west on HWY 50 when it hit the guard rail and eventually a bridge abutment before spinning and landing in the east-bound lane. Mrs. Rogers was driving the 1973 Plymouth and her husband a passenger in the one-car accident in which State Trooper David McDougal said it is thought "Drinking was involved." Citations and charges are still pending, McDougal said. Mrs. Rogers is in Maury County Hospital in fair condition.

Andrew Kline Rogers       Andrew Kline Rogers,30, a resident of Quail Hollow, died on sunday morning as the result of an auto accident on the Williamsport Pike near his home.
      Services will be conducted Tuesday at 10 a.m. at Oaks and Nichols Funeral Home with Elder Virginia Lester officiating. Burial will be in the Dunnavant Cemetery near Elkton in Giles County.
        A native of Maury County, he was a son of Martha Ruth Abernathy Rogers of Giles County and the late Eugene Elias Rogers. He was an backho operator for wright and Lopez and a member of the National Guard. He was married to the former Betty Jo Attkisson, who survived.
        Other survivors include a son, Andrew Kline Rogers Jr. of Huntsville, AL; two step-sons, Rickey and Randy Anderson, Both of Columbia; five sisters Mrs. Marvin (Dorothy) Hudden of New Mexico, Mrs. Terry (Bonnie) Lester of Nashville, Mrs. Jimmy (Virginia) Sanders of Culleoka, Mrs. Billy (Barbra) Kelly and Mrs. George (Betty) McClendon, both of Columbia; three brothers, William E. Rogers, John David Rogers and Ronald Clark Rogers, all of Columbia; and one step-grandchild.
        Pallbearers will be Robert Baker, L.D. Parham, Sam Andrews, Bobby Anders, John Andrews and Maples Pylant.
       Honorary pallbearers will be employees or Wright and Lopez.

In the words of the song I dedicate to you " The Leadar of the band is tierd and his eyes are growing old, But his Blood runs threw my Instrument and his song is in my soul. My life has been a poor attempt, to imitate the man. Im just a living legacey to the leader of the band." May your song live on in my heart forever-more my father. Your still deeply loved by many as well as missed. I love you,
Andy