The P-S Bulletin May 2011 Memorial Edition

M O N T H L Y N E W S L E T T E R F O R T H E C I T I Z E N S O F P L A N T E R S V I L L E & S T O N E H A M







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T O D Y D U P O N T M E M O R I A L E D I T I O N


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Thomas Barker "Tody" Dupont, Sr. 66, born in Plaquemine, Louisiana, passed away untimely

on April 14, 2011, from injuries sustained in an automobile collision. Tody was a 1964 graduate of

Plaquemine High School, where he was an exceptional, all-around athlete. In addition to being crowned

homecoming king, Tody was a star quarterback, and set the high school record for the javelin throw, that

went undefeated for 20 years. Due to his prowess on the gridiron, Tody was awarded a full collegiate

football scholarship to the University of Southwestern Louisiana in Lafayette, Louisiana.

During his college football career for the Ragin' Cajuns, he was well known throughout the region as one

of a trio of players nicknamed The Headhunters for their ruthless pursuit of pass interceptions. His most

notable highlights were intercepting passes thrown by Terry Bradshaw and Roger Staubach. His college

football career was cut short by injuries sustained on the field. While at USL, he also became a member of

the Phi Kappa Theta fraternity, and had an active social life on the college campus. He graduated from

USL in 1968.

Tody's political roots ran deeply on both his maternal (Jumonville) and paternal (Dupont) sides of his


family, and he was proud to tell anyone that he was a true yellow dog democrat like his daddy.
In 1970, Tody left Louisiana, with little more than the clothes on his back and a deep passion for politics, and headed to Houston with the
goal of becoming a lawyer. He quickly found a positio n with then Harris County Clerk R. E. Bob Turrentine in the elections department,
while attending law school at night. He received his law degree from South Texas College of Law in 1973.
Shortly before receiving his law degree, Tody met and married Dianne Rodeheaver, daughter of longtime and beloved Harris County
Clerk Anita Rodeheaver. Trusted godmother of the ballot box, Anita Rodeheaver served unopposed for over 20 years until her untimely
death in 1993. During her tenure, Tody was active in Anita Rodeheaver's campaigns and political career, thereby further ingraining himself
in Texas politics.
After being admitted to the Texas Bar in 1973, Tody hit the ground running. He shared a private practice with his friend Billy Kerr for 25
years before forming Dupont & Dupont with his son, T. B. Todd Dupont II, in 1999. In an age of specialized legal fields, Tody prided
himself on being true general practitioner, proficiently and effectively representing people in most of areas of the law. He remained in
private practice with his son until his death.
Tody fundamentally believed in serving his community. During his long legal career, Tody served as a prosecutor, and then municipal
court judge, for the city of Jersey Village, Texas. He presided on that bench for over ten years. In recent years, Tody had relocated to the
country in Plantersville, Texas, and, once again, got involved in the local politics. He had been recently appointed a municipal court bench
in Magnolia, Texas. Continuing his love of writing and serving his community, he also created the P-S Bulletin, a community newsletter
serving Plantersville, Texas and the surrounding areas, and served as its editor and publisher. Tody maintained an active spiritual life, and
each Christmas season, Tody loved to don the red suit, and play Santa Claus for children across the State of Texas.
Tody was preceeded in death by his parents John Shelby Dupont and Olive Jumonville Dupont. He is survived by his daughter Kimberly
Naumann, 39, and her husband Ron Naumann of Fayetteville, Texas and grandchildren Kortney, Kelsey and Kole Parchman; son Todd
Dupont, 38, of Houston, Texas, and grandchildren Madeline, Natalie and Ava Dupont; and, daughter Tammy Barber, 37, and her husband
Heath Barber of Cypress, Texas, and grandchildren Savannah, Brayton and Lauren Barber; two sisters and their husbands, Olive Lolly
and Michael Tuminello and Desiree and Carl Goodbar, and six brothers, Dr. John S. Dupont Jr. and Erin Dupont, Frank J. Dupont, William
E. "Bill" and Alexia Dupont, Stephen O. "Talon" and Donna Dupont, James Jude Dupont, and Charles Denis and Eva Dupont. He also has a
special first cousin Ernest Bo Hopmann III, wife Lisa, daughters Elizabeth and Anita, and companion Janet Bentley.
Tody Dupont never met a stranger. And no matter where he went in life, he would often be late--always maintaining he was worth the
wait. Tody made it to Heaven much too early. The many friends and family who were there to greet him must have been pleasantly
surprised at, finally, not having to wait on Tody. But those of us whom he leaves behind are left with little comfort. His departure has left a
deep void in our lives and the legal community. Tody was truly one-of-a-kind, both in and out of the courtroom, and will be sorely missed.
A memorial service was held on Tuesday, April 19, 2011, at First Baptist Church of Houston, and also on Saturday, April 23, 2011, in
Plaquemine, Louisiana.
In lieu of flowers, the family has requested donations be made in Tody's name to either the Make a Wish Foundation, Texas Gulf Coast &
Louisiana Chapter, or the Anita Rodeheaver Memorial Scholarship, International Association of Clerks, Recorders, Election Officials and
Treasurers.
Rest in eternal peace, Tody.

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Eulogy for Tody Dupont
I am speaking on behalf of all of our family. I have written many summations in my legal career. But, having to prepare a eulogy, a
summation, for our father's-my law partner's-incredible life has truly been daunting. The truth of the matter is I have always, secretly,
hoped to be able to have a lifetime to draft these words. Yet, God had something else in mind.
As one can understand, either through imagination or, worse, experience, the loss of one's father is traumatic-especially when the death is
untimely. As I stand before you, please know that my family and I, like the rest of you here, are stunned by his early departure for Heaven.
We are deeply saddened. Most of all, we are profoundly heartbroken. If I could have but one wish right now, my wish would be to have him
back. I would hastily arm-wrestle God for him. Aeschylus wrote: In our sleep, pain which cannot forget, falls drop by drop upon the heart
until, in our own despair, against our will, comes wisdom through the awful grace of God. I sure wish I could rush that process.
My father was born on March 4, 1945, small Louisiana town, named Plaquemine. When he was
born, Roosevelt was President, Finland had just declared war on Nazi-Germany, and Bing Crosby
played on the radio. Bread was 9 a loaf, milk 62 a gallon, and a gallon of gas cost 21-for those
that had cars. Money was non-existent, Jim Crow laws were the norm in the Deep South, and
inequality was the standard operating procedure. There were little chances of success for most
people, including my father. As it was in my father's case, if you were going to make it, you had to
do it on your own. With your own two hands. In those times, in that setting, no one gave you
anything, unless you earned it. What the world didn't really understand at that time was that this is
all the opportunity that a man named Thomas Barker Dupont would ever need. The rest is history.
Before I begin, I suspect many of you, like me, might be interested in understand exactly WHY he
was nicknamed Tody? It's such a unique, almost obscure, name. I've never met another person named Tody. Many people, who first met
him, would need for him to repeat himself, because it such an uncommon name. The true answer is the jury is still out. Some of his siblings
say it was because he was to be nicknamed Tommy, but they could only pronounce Tody. Others say it was because, as a child, he had
no aversion to picking up toad frogs, and carrying them around. I've always heard he liked to bounce around a lot as a child. Nevertheless,
the name stuck; and as a human, Tody would prove to be as unique as this unusual nickname.
As a child, young adult, and even as a man, I have always remained curious and fascinated by my father. As a child, I would sneak in
watch him shave. As I grew older, in the places I went in life, if someone knew Tody, I would stop what I was doing, and talk to them as
long as I could, to fill in the blanks. I would venture to speculate that this phenomenon has happened to all of us.
Tody had an aura that beamed from him, and that attracted you to him. No matter your age. Or
gender. Very few human beings have been blessed with this quality, but Tody was. Now, don't
get me wrong. Tody had more than his fair share of quirks: he loved burnt bread (because that's
how his mama made it). He loved to float in water, swim, and scuba dive.
Dad knew where every Ace was in a deck of cards. He was a voracious reader, and loved to go
to the movies. He was easy to buy a gift for because all he ever asked for was movie gift cards.
In fact, he loved to talk on his cell phone in the movie theater, while the movie was playing. I
would immediately hang up, being embarrassed for him. But he didn't care. Blissful oblivion, I
suppose.
Tody loved to play Santa Claus, and bring joy to children. He loved to make children happy.
This tickled his heart, in a way that only matter to him. Tody loved to dress to the occasion. You
should have seen his closet. Interestingly, he is largely responsible for my clothing habits-

especially in the courtroom-though we do have different taste in shoes and ties.
Tody loved to eat good food, but he literally didn't know how to boil water. He never really
needed to.
My dad personalized everything. I have never encountered another man, like my father, who
loved to personalize his personal effects. This might help you understand where this D ring
came from.
Even though I have exactly 1/2 inch bigger foot than him, I have, in many ways, followed
precisely in my father's footsteps in life. We both played football (though, admittedly, I wasn't
1/10th of the athlete my father was), we went to the same college, we were fraternity brothers,
and, of course, we were law partners.
Regardless, I am sure that my sisters would agree with me when I say that we have always

been compelled to please our father. We wanted his approval. We wanted his acceptance. We
wanted his smile and nod when we did something that pleased him. We went out of our way to please him. Yet, Tody also taught us many
more important things about life. Tody's word, truly, was his bond, and he preferred, if at all possible, to operate on a handshake-even in
the age of one-inch thick, small-typed contracts.
Tody could be trusted. If he told you he was going to do something, he did it. Conversely, if he told you he wouldn't, he didn't. It was
really that simple for him. And that was both refreshing and reassuring for the rest of us. Tody believed in the ballot box. He fundamentally
believed in the democratic process. In his core, I suspect he early-voted in every election he has voted in since he was able to vote.
Tody was concerned about racism. Prejudice. Inequality. Injustice. Deep down, Tody was hardwired to fight for the disadvantaged and the
weak. The outnumbered. This is where he found strength. Resolve. This is what got him out of bed each morning. Simply put, Tody loved
being a lawyer. To him, the words Tody and lawyer are synonymous. Tody was his profession. He worked 7 days and week. He
worked in his sleep. Tody was 100% committed to profession of being a lawyer. Serving his clients' needs. He was 100% committed to
ethics. Standards. Professionalism. In an age where competition in the law is fierce, Tody was old school, by even old school standards.
Dad didn't know how to use a computer, nor did he really want to. He handwrote everything. If he had it his way, we would all still be
using IBM typewriters, white out, and legal-sized carbon paper. And I still don't know what this means to this day, and I have worked for
the man since I was 15, but every motion or document that he has worked on, he had saved on tape.

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Tody had a method. HIS method. A method that only HE understood, and the rest of us would bang our heads trying to decipher. God
forbid you moved anything in his office. His office, literally, had stacks and stacks of paperwork...all over the place. He, and he alone, knew
where it all went. [Tell story about his piles, and knowing where things were in the pile.]
But, Tody did not believe in winning at all costs. Tody believed in winning by outworking his adversary. Believe me when I tell you, he has
won his fair share of cases; and, he also lost many a case-and when he did, he would lose with dignity. But if you did get lucky to beat dad, I
would guarantee that he made you work for it.
Tody wanted to change people's lives through the law. He could read a newspaper, and find five different lawsuits waiting to happen, before


most people have had their morning coffee. He saw the world differently than most people. He saw the world through the lens of a lawyer.

He dreamed bigger than the rest of us. He thought longer than the rest of us. He fought harder than the rest of us.
Tody taught me to fundamentally care about being a lawyer, and to pay close attention to the details. Look for and see the things that are
before you, but also look for and find the things that aren't. Those are the things that would make the difference.
I am also proud to say that no matter where I went in life, if I met someone who knew my dad, they always had something nice to say about

him. I can't count the number of times, after these encounters, that I would swell with pride, knowing I was this man's son. I am confident my

sisters feel the same way. Even his adversaries liked him. And he liked them-especially if he respected them.
The only way I can attempt to describe what my father was like to us is by comparing him to a safety net. There was simply no question that
if we needed something, or even if we didn't, he was there. He was a constant in our lives, much like the sun. Being faced with the fact that
the sun will no longer be coming up in our sky is a concept that we can't comprehend yet.
Even though we are all just at the beginning of the grieving process, my overriding fear is that this will be the one thing that we are all going
to miss the most.
The world is a better place for Tody Dupont having lived. Tody Dupont was unique. One-of-a-kind. There will never be another like
him...not in my life time, and probably not in yours. Chris Sorenson wrote: No one ever really dies as long as they took the time to leave us
with fond memories.
Some of you knew Tody personally, some in passing. Others may have only heard folklore. Regardless, I think we could all agree that there
will never be a human being who knew Tody who will be able to accuse him of failing to do this.
Whether intentional or otherwise, Dad, you planted those seeds in the depths of our sub consciousness when we weren't even looking. From
this day, this hour, this minute forward, remember Tody the way he would want you to remember him.
Remember the cases that he won or the cases that he lost, and his vigor to litigate his cases to juries in the courtroom. Remember his love of
politics, civil liberties, and community service. Remember his compassion for justice, and his remarkable and unselfish generosity towards
his fellow man. Remember his zest for life.
When you leave here, and head back on the road of your own journey through life, and find yourself with a spare minute to think about
Tody, pause to think about him thinking about his next big lawsuit...his disarrayed files, scribbled notes, newspaper clippings, and yellow
legal pads scattered about. Think about his disarming charisma, and deceptive charm. Think about his affable Cajun accent, peppered
throughout lengthy his legal narratives or majestic storytelling. Think about him blushing when you complimented him. Think about and his
infectious laugh. Think about his smile. This is what he would want you to do for him.
At the cost of all that you leave behind, Dad, you have achieved immortality. We love you dearly; we will miss you sorely; and, thanks to
you, we will never forget you.
Rest in eternal peace, Dad. Written and presented by Todd Dupont

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"ARE YA WIT ME?" - A Remembrance written and presented by Rev. Larry Edwards
John 14:1 "Do not let your hearts be troubled. Trust in God; trust also in me.
John 14:2 In my Father's house are many rooms; if it were not so, I would have told you. I am going there to prepare a place for you.
John 14:3 And if I go and prepare a place for you, I will come back and take you to be with me that you also may be where I am.
Many times when I was with Tody he would say, Now write down these five things, so you may want to write down these five things on how
Iknow Tody is with the Lord.
TODY IS WITH THE LORD BECAUSE THE LORD HAD SOMETHING BETTER PREPARED FOR HIM IN HEAVEN Tody had verses
underlined.
2 Cr 5:1 For we know that when this earthly tent we live in is taken down (that is, when we die and leave this earthly body), we will have a
house in heaven, an eternal body made for us by God himself and not by human hands.
2 Cr 5:2 We grow weary in our present bodies, and we long to put on our heavenly bodies like new clothing.
2 Cr 5:3 For we will put on heavenly bodies; we will not be spirits without bodies.
2 Cr 5:4 While we live in these earthly bodies, we groan and sigh, but it's not that we want to die and get rid of these bodies that clothe us.
Rather, we want to put on our new bodies so that these dying bodies will be swallowed up by life.
I never saw Tody more at peace than after his accident. All who knew him best saw a difference in him in his last two weeks. We now know
that we were the ones given the gift of his extra two weeks. He wanted to live but he was prepared to die. He expressed his love for his
family and friends and his love for Janet more openly. He expressed his feeling through praying audibly with many who came to his room. He
spoke of no longer needing his toys for he was content. He spoke of love for his children and grandchildren and asked for all to be made right
between he and them. I watched his grandchildren look through his pictures with pride. He loved his brothers and sisters and they were proud
of him.
TODY IS WITH THE LORD BECAUSE HE HAD RECEIVED GOD'S GUARANTEE
2 Cr 5:5 God himself has prepared us for this, and as a guarantee he has given us his Holy Spirit.
ANOTHER Tody's underline....John 14:16 And I will ask the Father, and he will give you another Counselor to be with you forever-- John
14:17 the Spirit of truth. The world cannot accept him, because it neither sees him nor knows him. But you know him, for he lives with you and
will be in you. How do I know Tody had the Holy Spirit living in him: This is what the Spirit looks like...Gal 5:22 But the fruit of the Spirit is
love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness,
Gal 5:23 gentleness and self-control. Against such things there is no law.
Gal 5:24 Those who belong to Christ Jesus have crucified the sinful nature with its passions and desires.
Gal 5:25 Since we live by the Spirit, let us keep in step with the Spirit.
MOST OF TODY'S UNDERLINES HAVE LEGAL CONOTATIONS...Gal 5:14 The entire law is summed up in a single command: "Love your
neighbor as yourself." Tody loved people. Tody brought joy. He had an unmistakable, almost mischievous smile. He was gentle with the
broken people we worked with considering their plight and giving his assistance. One of Tody's underlined passages...Gal 2:10 All they asked
was that we should continue to remember the poor, the very thing I was eager to do. Tody remembered the poor. Most all of Tody's legal work
for our Fresh Start ministry was free or tremendously discounted. Hbr 13:2 says Do not forget to entertain strangers, for by so doing some


people have entertained angels without knowing it. Tody would tell his children to help that person standing on the street corner because that
could be Jesus. Jesus saw it that way in Matt 25. I've seen Tody patience and under control in difficult situations where others were not in
control.
Tody assisted Santa for three years helping my wife's Community Problem Solving events become a success. You can't be kind like Christ
without Christ's Spirit being in you. He had Received God's Guarantee.
TODY IS WITH THE LORD BECAUSE OF HIS FAITH IN JESUS CHRIST
2Cr 5:6 So we are always confident, even though we know that as long as we live in these bodies we are not at home with the Lord.
2Cr 5:7 For we live by believing and not by seeing.
2Cr 5:8 Yes, we are fully confident, and we would rather be away from these earthly bodies, for then we will be at home with the Lord.
2Cr 5:9 So whether we are here in this body or away from this body, our goal is to please him.
TODY HAD THIS VERSE UNDERLINED IN HIS BIBLE....Gal 2:16 know that a man is not justified by observing the law, but by faith in
Jesus Christ. So we, too, have put our faith in Christ Jesus that we may be justified by faith in Christ and not by observing the law, because by
observing the law no one will be justified.
REAL FAITH BELIEVES THAT GOD IS ABLE TO BRING INTO EXISTENCE THAT WHICH DOES NOT ALREADY EXIST AND THAT
HE IS ABLE TO RAISE THE DEAD..ROMANS 4 We are not saved by what we do for Christ but by what He does for us.
TODY IS WITH THE LORD IN HEAVEN BECAUSE HE HAS STOOD BEFORE THE JUDGE AND HAS BEEN DECLARED NOT GUILTY
2Cr 5:10 For we must all stand before Christ to be judged. We will each receive whatever we deserve for the good or evil we have done in this
earthly body.
A Tody underline...2Cr 5:17 This means that anyone who belongs to Christ has become a new person. The old life is gone; a new life has begun!
One Final 2Cr 5:21 For God made Christ, who never sinned, to be the offering for our sin, so that we could be made right with God through
Christ. He did not underline but in the margin WROTE....I WILL
TODY WAS A GOOD MAN, A GOOD FATHER AND GRANDFATHER, A GOOD FRIEND, A GOOD ATTORNEY AND A GOOD JUDGE
BUT HE IS NOT IN HEAVEN BECAUSE HE WAS GOOD HE IS IN HEAVEN BECAUSE CHRIST IS GOOD

Remember how I said Tody would tell me to write down these 5 things?

He would end and I would say, Tody, that's four things and he would say, That's enough, just do these

All along the Tody dominated conversation he would say, Are ya wit me

One day we will be if we remember...

1. We do not live forever in these bodies.

2. We must have the Holy Spirit to have the Fruit of the Spirit-to be like Jesus God guarantee.

3. We must believe on the Lord Jesus Christ.

4. We must stand before the Judge and be declare righteous by His righteousness and not our own.
TODY SAID..... I WILL...and would want all of us to hear him say ARE YA WIT ME?

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In Memory and In Honor of "Pops"

Savannah Barber is an eight grader at Spillane Middle School and she has been running track

for her school for two years with Coach Weeks and Coach Loria. She has been tremendously

blessed to have the opportunity to represent her school in the 100m and 200m dashes , and

4x100 m and 4x200 m Sprint Relays this track season. After missing district last year in her

favorite race the 100 m dash by seconds, she finished ninth in her district--unfortunately only

the top eight positions moved to district final competition. So this season she set a goal to

finish in first place in the 100 m dash for the entire district. Another goal was to run the best

legs she could for the two relays. The week before district Pre-Lims on April 14, 2011,

Savannah's beloved grandfather Tody Dupont--and one of her biggest fans-- passed away due

to complications from a car wreck that happened two weeks before. Five days later on April

19, after attending his Memorial service--Savannah pulled herself together to go run the best

races of her season (in memory and in honor of her "Pops") and by God's grace was able win

first place in the 100m dash, and her amazing sprint relays both qualified for finals as well.








But now, she had to go and do it again the next day. As she bowed her head and

prayed before the race started and the gun blew, Savannah ran another amazing race

and won first place again in the 100 m dash and placed third in 4 x 200 m relay and

fourth in 4 x 100 m relay. Savannah we are so proud of you for the valiant effort you

gave, even when you were faced with such sadness and loss. We are also proud of all

the girls that ran on both relay teams--you did an amazing job! Congratulations!

There is no doubt that "Pops" was with you and smiling down on you because you

accomplished your personal goals and so much more! We are so proud of you and

love you dearly!

Submitted by Tammy Dupont Barber

Submitted by Tammy Barber Dupont

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Family memories....
1) Tody was probably in high school, and he used to hunt a lot. Once he brought home a pair of wild goats he caught
while hunting. He tied them up in the backyard, and I think he thought he was going to keep them for pets. The goats ate

up everything, and I mean EVERYTHING in the backyard, including the new doll I had gotten for Christmas!! The
clothes off the clothesline got eaten up, the garden got eaten up, but the final straw was when Momma's flowers got eaten
up. There was nothing left in the backyard - not a blade of grass!!! One day we came home from school, and the 2 goats
were gone - vanished!!! About a week later, we had a nice BBQ, but nobody ever did say what happened to those goats!!!
2) One Christmas Eve, I was impatiently waiting for Santa Claus, and Lolly and Tody told me that Santa Claus would
never come unless I went to sleep. So, I hurried up and went off to bed. Lolly and I shared a bedroom, and our bedroom
was right next to the living room. Shortly after I went to bed, I heard a noise. I just knew it was Santa Claus and the

Reindeer, so I made sure I was extra quiet in bed. Soon, I didn't hear any more noise. I snuck out of bed and went into the
living room and Oh Boy!! I saw some toys under the Christmas Tree!! But, before I could get over to the tree to examine
the presents, I hear another noise on the front porch. I scurried under the drop-leaf table and pressed myself as far under
that table as I could get. Next thing I saw was Tody coming in and carrying toys and putting them all around the
Christmas Tree and organizing them by each person. That's when I realized that TODY was the REAL Santa Claus, and I
was about 8 years old at the time!!

3) Tody used to be the lifeguard at the public pool. Now, this is something that runs in our family. Daddy loved to swim
and was on the Diving Team at LSU, and he used to be in charge of the swimming pool at both the Elks Lodge and also
at the American Legion. Daddy also was an American Red Cross Certified Lifeguard Instructor, and he certified us to be
lifeguards - Tody, and also me when it became my turn to be a lifeguard. Anyway, the year I learned to swim, Tody was
the Head Lifeguard, and he was in charge of teaching me and about 20 other kids how to swim. At the time, the public
pool had a high diving board and a low diving board. Tody made us all march up the ladder of the high diving board and,
one by one, he threw us all off the top and hollered, "Swim or drown!!!" I remembered coming up for air and screaming

and crying, and I had no idea how to swim, and I was crying for Tody to come and rescue me. By then, he had climbed
down and was standing on the side and kept calling my name and was hollering, "Swim, swim...swim or drown!!!"
Eventually, I dogpaddled enough to the side of the pool, and he yanked me out. I sat on the side and was crying, and then
I looked up at him and said, "Tody, that was fun!! I want to do it, again!!" So, he took me back up to the top of the high
diving board and tossed me off, again, and that's how I learned to swim!!
4) When I got home to GA from the funeral, there was a call from Mary Margaret Dupont Coffey on my answering
machine. She had seen Tody's obituary in the Lafayette paper. Mary Margaret is Aston Dupont's sister - Margaret and

LC's daughter. She was a little bit younger than Tody by a few years. Anyway, we reminisced on the phone for quite
some time. As we were getting ready to hang up, she said, "You know, my first husband, Greg Jubert is the one who
drove Tody to Houston." I said, "What are you talking about, Mary Margaret?" She said she was talking about the
reference in the paper about Tody going to Houston with only the clothes on his back. I asked her what she knew about
that, because I told her Lolly and I had talked, and we were wondering WHY Tody had chosen to move to Houston in the
first place? Also, I told her I had asked Todd, and he didn't know why either. She said she didn't know, but she would call

Greg and see what he knew and call me back if she found anything out.
Well, Mary Margaret called me back in about 15 minutes, and she had talked to Greg Jubert! Greg told Mary Margaret
this story:
After Tody graduated from college, he wanted to go to law school, but had not been accepted anywhere yet. So, he took a
job right after college with Baroid Oil Services Company. He and Greg started together. Tody was friends with Greg
Jubert - they knew each other from college football. Greg had played football for Northeast in Monroe, LA, and although
they played against each other, they had become friends.

After both being hired by Baroid, Greg told Mary Margaret that the first thing you do is go to Mud School. He said they
went to Baroid Mud School in March, 1969, which lasted 6 - 8 weeks and while they were there, he and Tody were
roommates. Around that time, Tody had a friend who was helping him get into law school, and he got the call that he
could apply to law school in Texas. He had no car at the time, but Greg Jubert did. So, Greg drove him to Texas to go and
fill out the application for law school. He got accepted, and the rest is history!!

Submitted by Tody's sister, Desiree Dupont Goodbar




And God shall wipe away all tears from their eyes; and there shall be no more death, neither


sorrow, nor crying, neither shall there be any more pain: for the former things are passed away.


Revelations 21:4

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Blessed are they that mourn: for they shall be comforted. Mat hew 5:4





Dear Readers,

Many of you have probably wondered over this past year where this little newsletter came from. It just appeared out of nowhere one day in your mailbox or
P.O. box, or maybe some gray-haired man with a Cajun accent stopped by your store or place of business and handed you a copy. You probably also
wondered who is Tody Dupont? After reading this 13th edition, the Tody Dupont Memorial Edition, you will know who he was. Tody was seriously


injured in a car accident on March 31 near Round Top, Texas, on his way to the antique festival and to visit with his daughter, Kim. He sustained multiple
fractures that required extensive surgery. While he was in the hospital and was planning on a lengthy recovery, he was upset that we would not be able to do
the newsletter during his recovery. He loved doing the newsletter. We had just mailed out our 1 year Anniversary Issue a few days before the accident. I
promised him I would keep the newsletter going by email during his recovery, and that we would resume printing and mailing as soon as he was able. God
had other plans and took him to live in his heavenly "White House" on April 14, 2011. I want to keep my promise to him, so I intend to keep the newsletter
going for Tody by email only, since I cannot afford the printing and postage costs involved. Please spread the word to your family, friends, neighbors, co-
workers, etc. Tell them to send an email to ps-bulletin@att.net to be added to the email list. If you do not wish to receive future issues, just let me know, and
I will take you off the list. I invite anyone to submit stories, articles, personal, church, or school announcements, ads, etc., (subject to approval by me) for
use in the newsletter at no charge for as long as I possibly can. The only cost involved for me is my time, and I gladly dedicate my time for this living tribute

to T
ody.



Th
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issue h
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I'v e c
ried
m a n y
tea
rs, remembering all the good times we shared, looking at all the pictures of him,
and missing him so much as I've tried to put it together. I'm sure you all know it's hard to focus on your day-to-day life after you've lost someone you love.
This issue of the P-S Bulletin is strictly a memorial issue for Tody, with no other articles, or any advertisements. Any ads that were in the last newsletter
will continue next month. In continuing the P-S Bulletin, I do not accept and am not responsible for any previous agreements, contracts, or obligations. I do

need stories from you to keep the newsletter going. Tody strived to obtain stories on the history of the area and the residents. If you have any great stories
you would like considered for publishing, please send them to me at the email address above.
As far as the how the newsletter got started, this is it. I first met Tody one Sunday at First Baptist Church Magnolia in November, 2009. Tody basically
had no idea how to use a computer, but he heard that I did, so a week later, he asked me if I would help him publish a newsletter. Since I had never done
anything like that before, I was not quite sure if I could do it, but I said I would try. I didn't get the layout and the first issue completed as quickly as he
wanted, but he was extremely patient and understanding about the whole thing. I do have a full-time job, so any time involved in creating and putting it
together was all done at night and on weekends. I also know that many people could have done a more professional job on it than I have, but he was happy
with it, and that's all that mattered. He was in charge of getting all the stories and ads. I was in charge of putting it all together. We had fun doing it, and we
were a team. Now it's just me. The distribution of the newsletter will be far less than it was, since I do not have email addresses for all the people we mailed
to. I will be trying to set up a website in the future, but that too will be done at night and on weekends. I say that as I am writing this at 3:00 AM on a
Wednesday morning.
I hope you have enjoyed the newsletter this past year, and I hope you will help me continue this legacy for Tody by providing me many more great stories
in the future. Thank you, Janet Bentley



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Photos in this issue:


Page 1
Tody Dupont*

Page 2
Tody Dupont (center) with 2 of his brothers

Page 2
Tody Dupont tubing in New Braunfels*

Page 2
Santa Tody, Christian, Ms. Santa

Page 3
Judge Tody in Jersey Village, Texas

Page 3
Janet Bentley and Tody Dupont

Page 3
Santa Tody with grandchildren Brayton & Savannah Barber

Page 3
Tody with granddaughter Savannah Barber

Page 3
Tody with daughters Kim Naumann & Tammy Barber

Page 3
Santa Tody with daughter Kim Naumann & grandchildren Kortney, Kelsey, & Kole Parchman*

Page 3
Son Todd, Casie, grandchilren Maddie, Natalie, & Ava Dupont

Page 3
Tody & Christian at Renaissance*

Page 5
Granddaughter Savannah Barber*

Page 5
Granddaughter Savannah Barber

Page 5
Tody with children and grandchildren

Page 5
Daughter Tammy Barber & granddaughter Lauren Barber

Page 5
Tody & Christian ready to go tubing*

Page 5
Tody campaigning for Hofheinz for Mayor of Houston

Page 5
Tody - high school football in Plaquemine, La.

Page 5
Most of Tody's grandchildren

Page 5
Tody Dupont

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Tody Dupont*

Page 5
Tody's brothers and sisters in Plaquemine, La.*

Page 6
White Rose*

Page 7
Tody's parrot Slick Willy*

Page 7
Tody Dupont*

Page 7
Tody's parrot Slick Willy*

Page 7
Tody Dupont Southwestern "Headhunter"

Page 7
Plaquemine water tower*

Page 7
Tody with Slick Willy*

Page 7
Tody on Lake Somerville*

Page 7
Tody with Raging Cajuns


* Photos by Janet Bentley

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