“Good Lord willin’ and the creek don’t rise.”
John Morgan Robbins (seated) holding Annie Robbins, Hazel Robbins (standing), Izane (Hatton) Robbins (seated) holding Emma Robbins
Standing (L–R): Matt Rogers, Hazel (Robbins) Rogers, Annie Robbins, Emma Robbins
Seated: John Morgan Robbins & Izane (Hatton) Robbins
Before Hazel became a mother, a quilter, and the heart of her own bustling household, she was a little girl growing up in the hills of Menifee County, Kentucky.
This treasured family photo captures her with her parents, John Robbins and Izane (Hatton) Robbins, and siblings — dressed in their Sunday best, seated on simple chairs in the shade of tall trees.
Their faces tell of a life that wasn’t easy, but was woven with love, hard work, and deep family ties — the very same threads Hazel carried with her throughout her life.
Marriage license of Matt Rogers and Hazel Robbins, joined in holy matrimony by Hazel’s uncle, Pentecostal minister W.T. Robbins.
A young Hazel and Matt Rogers—at the beginning of their journey together, rooted in family, faith, and Kentucky soil.
Ruth, Hezekiah, and Hazel Rogers holding baby Dorothy – taken around 1930.
Ruth (standing in back), Gertha, Hazel, Mitchell(baby), Hezekiah (standing in back), and Dorothy (in front).
Back Row: Hezekiah & Ruth. Front Row: Dorothy, Gertha, Gertrude, and John Mitchell Rogers.
Back Row (L–R): Ishmael Rogers, John Mitchell Rogers, Ruth Rogers, and Hazel Rogers. Front Row: Matt Rogers and Garnett Rogers.
Hazel Rogers with her youngest son Garnett, enjoying a quiet moment together under the summer sun.
Hazel seated with Garnett (center) and Ishmael Rogers (right) — a sweet snapshot of growing boys and their mama.
Whether on the porch with a soda pop, seated in quiet thought, or tending to her home, Hazel's spirit was sewn into every thread of her daily life. These photographs capture her as she was—simple, strong, and sweetly steadfast.
October 1957 – Hazel sitting on the couch with her arms crossed, thoughtful and quiet.
Smiling softly in her Sunday best, standing proud in the bedroom.
Hazel holding a vase of roses—always blooming with quiet grace.
October 1957 – Hazel with pen in hand and clippings at her side, a homemaker’s desk in the living room.
A quiet moment, arms folded and slippers near—Hazel at rest.
Dressed up and standing tall—Hazel's elegance shining through.
A little stoic, a little weary—yet poised with grace and grit.
Caught in motion—Hazel, full of life, in her daily rhythm.
That timeless smile—and a soda bottle in hand. A classic Hazel moment.
Outside under a pale sky, in her favorite blue dress—still smiling after all the years.
Hazel and Matt together on the couch—comfort in closeness, surrounded by home.
At a retirement gathering, opening a card surrounded by coworkers—Hazel’s quiet grace shining bright.
“That little tilt of her head and gentle smile—Hazel in a quiet, thoughtful moment.”
“A solemn photo booth moment—Hazel, steady and composed, with a strength in her eyes that speaks volumes.”
Hazel, radiant and real, caught in a flash of happiness that still shines all these years later.
A mother's poise and a baby's joy—Hazel holding her little one, steady in a whirlwind of giggles.
Hazel holding baby Rebecca, with big sister Mischelle close by—a quiet moment wrapped in generations of love.
“Grandma Hazel, with Mischelle and Nathan close by—just a regular day made memorable.”
“Hazel and Matt Rogers sharing a moment with Evie and Effie Conway—standing before the homeplace where stories, laughter, and family always found a way to gather.”
"Hazel and Effie Conway standing arm-in-arm outside the house on Highland Avenue—two strong women, blooming like the flowers beside them."
"Hazel holding her grandson Mark Sea in the kitchen—warm memories made under the glow of a well-worn stove and the hum of a vintage Frigidaire."
Hazel’s legacy lives on in the stories she told, the hands she held, and the lives she stitched together with love. This final patch in her memory quilt honors her lasting imprint.
Her obituary, lovingly written and published in local memory.
Official document marking the close of her earthly chapter.
Hazel in her later years—joyful, elegant, and radiant in her favorite scarf.
“She loved well, laughed softly, and lived simply—and that was more than enough.”