'Hip' Personified

If 'hip' could be personified, it's name and image would be Cephus Arthur Wright. He was born March 7th, 1917, in Monroe County, Iowa.

He was the son of a Conferederate Army deserter and, plantation owner. Typical in looks, as many "perfect race" Germans go in the eyes of Hitler. Average build, light colored hair and, baby blue eyes. Add in a tenacious zest for life, mixed with a little bullheadedness ( if that is a word), and you have Cephus Wright.

Cephus lived in a time when 'hip' and 'hipster' was not a cool thing to be part of, as Leland would suggest, unless you were white and trying to 'whiten' the black culture.

As he grew up, hip changed in many of its phases and, he was witness to most of it. However, Cephus was always his own person. Laid back, took no bullshit from anyone, but was fair to everyone.

To this day, he has remained the same. He quietly listens to what you have to say, but will intersect his opinion if he deems necessary, whether you like it or not. He holds no punches and always says, "The true hurts".

On this note however, everyone wants to be around him. They want to hear his honesty and emulate what he stands for.

His knowledge of life, the world and all sports, is astronomical and to be envied. He makes his own footprints of coolness, while holding on to the nebulas of his own 'hipness'. Unbeknownst to him, people atuomatically follow in these footprints.

Cephus is ninety four years old, he had 12 children, 69 grandchildren, and 106 great grandchildren. All of which has said "When I grow up, I want to be like him"

Cephus Wright is the epitome of 'Hip', and I am very proud to say that Cephus is my Grandpa.