S: Peyton Hovious Houchins
FC: Peyton Hovious Houchins 1986- 2010
1: "Praise be to the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of compassion and the God of all comfort, who comforts us in all our troubles, so that we can comfort those in any trouble with the comfort we ourselves have received from God. For just as the sufferings of Christ flow over into our lives, so also through Christ our comfort overflows." 2 Corinthians 1:3-5
2: A family is pieced together with hope and faith. A family is quilted and bound with love and grace.
4: When someone you love becomes a memory, the memory becomes a treasure.
11: Life brings simple pleasures to us every day. It is up to us to make them wonderful memories. ~Cathy Allen
12: May the road rise up to meet you, may the wind be ever at your back. May the sun shine warm upon your face and the rain fall softly on your fields. And until we meet again, may God hold you in the hollow of his hand. ~Irish Blessing
13: Death leaves a heartache no one can heal, love leaves a memory no one can steal.
18: "His gift of love for all people and relationships was without equal. A loyal friend to all, even strangers, his friends came from every walk in life."
34: "Peyton had unique creative abilities and a contagious enthusiasm for all things. He never once met a stranger."
39: Go Fiction
46: SUMMER of 2007
54: CABO SAn lucas!
80: One of my favorite memories with Peyton was the summer of 2010 right before the World Cup. Beth, Winn, Peyton, and I went to eat at the Country Club of Jackson. We were the only ones there other than an older couple. Somehow we got in a conversation with the older couple and Peyton proceeded to dance for them. Soon enough Winn, along with a few of the servers at the Club joined in. No one could meet people like Peyton did. Everyone instantly fell in love with him and his beautiful smile. No one has ever made me laugh as much as Peyton, and he will truly be missed!!! -Tan Graham
81: Freshman year, in room 817 of Stockard, a group of our friends created a secret society named Omicron Gamma Epsilon (the OGE's) based on the two best Halo players in the world at the time (OGRE1 and OGRE2). Peyton, being the best Halo player of the bunch, became the leader and was named OGRE3. The OGE's were started as a joke, and consisted of many hours spent playing/watching Peyton play Halo in his dorm room (the OGE room), a secret handshake, and a Spring Formal which took place at Ana's condo. There was one aspect of Omicron Gamma Epsilon that stuck throughout college, though, and that was our intramural sports teams, OGE softball in particular. The OGE softball team consisted of Peyton, Rob, Ben, Kennedy, Veg, Mcvey, Winn, Jed, Lee, Jgar, Thomas Walker, and Joseph Gex. We had an impressive record over our 4 year span, going somewhere around 18-7. A large factor in our success was due to our pitcher, and most likely the best slow pitch softball pitcher to ever go through Ole Miss, Peyton. In one game, Peyton struck out NINE batters. That's unheard of in a slow pitch softball game. Granted, fouls on two strikes are outs and we counted them as strike outs, but nine strikeouts is still impressive. Our jerseys Freshman through Junior years consisted of tie-dyed V-necks, and Senior year we switched over to tie-dyed tank tops. As if our jerseys weren't already ridiculous enough, Peyton always found a way to add some flair to his uniform. He loved to wear his ankle high black boots and tie a red bandana around his face like a bandit while we were playing. If it wasn't his pitching skills that made him good, he provided a serious intimidation factor on the mound. A typical pitch delivery consisted of Peyton toeing the rubber, stepping back as far as possible with his left leg while bringing the ball tucked into his glove so far over his head to the point where it was almost touching his back, pivoting his right foot into the rubber, slowly pulling his left leg up and turning it as far as possible around his body, then turning towards the plate and yelling out a "HIIIYAAA!" all while at least half of our team is chanting, "Larry, OGRE 3!" from behind him in the field. His delivery resembled Hideo Nomo's, but was taken to a new extreme. Peyton was also a good hitter. He always wanted to bat last, but more often than not got on base and was one of the best batters we had. Peyton would find a way to poke it through the infield, and his shorts were always near his ankles by the time he made it to first base. We had always done well in the regular season, but had never made a big run in the playoffs. We were determined that Senior year would be the year we won it all. At 9:00 on a Thursday night this past Spring we found ourselves playing the Law School in the semi-finals of the tournament. Before the game started, Peyton was warming up on the mound, and a few guys from the Law School were laughing at his pitching and probably our appearance in general. It was pretty common for a team or umpire to laugh at us, tell us we were the most unathletic looking group of kids, etc. When Peyton heard and saw these guys laughing at us, he turned to their entire team and said, "Hey, you know what else is funny? My dad is the head of the Mississippi Bar Association." They all got quiet, and we lost it. Everyone on our team was laughing and yelling out, "Ohhh!" Someone said they heard one of their players say, "He's not joking. I know who his dad is." We went on to lose the game by a lot, but making it to the semi-finals was good enough for us. Of all my college memories, OGE softball is one of the first things my mind goes to thinking back because there was never a dull moment when we got together for it. Peyton had a special ability to bring energy and life to any situation or event. OGE softball, like any and every other thing Peyton was involved in, was fun because Peyton made it fun. - Rob Carpenter
82: To sum up all Peyton has given me in one letter is impossible. But, I am going to do my best to show my gratitude to everything he has taught and given me. The best way for me to describe our relationship is by telling a junior high school sports story. Surprisingly, I was playing football and so was Peyton. We were both wide receivers, but he was a starter and I was back on the 3rd string. We were winning in one of the last games of the season and Coach Jones sent me in to the huddle with the next play. I still remember the play; left twins smash (a passing play favoring the receivers). I was the outside receiver and Peyton was on the inside. As Stewart is going through the snap count, Peyton looks over at me with both the look of confidence and surprise. Surprise that I was partnered with him and confidence that we would succeed. I was very anxious, but I felt comfortable knowing I had his support. Before the play started Coach Jones called a timeout and replaced me with a starter. After the play was over Peyton came over to me on the sidelines and immediately began to joke about the situation. Almost as if to say, do not take this game/sport too seriously, we are here to have fun. It has been said many times that Peyton never met a stranger. That is very true, but what is also true is that everyone that knew/met him wanted to make him happy and proud. Not because he demanded it or expected it, but because he made you feel that way. His caring warmth was known shortly after getting to know him. Every person he met knew him by only having a short conversation with him. No matter where you were from or what you believed or whom you hung out with, you found similar interest and common beliefs with Peyton. It was amazing to watch the group of people he could bring together. At the funeral, I caught myself looking through the crowd seeing all the people I had met through Peyton. Then, I began to count all the people in the room that I knew on a more personal level because of Peyton. Both numbers were high. I realized that I’m not just friends with these mutual acquaintances, I care for them because I could see how much Peyton cherished their friendship. Very few people are put in our lives that can humble us with a single phrase or thought, make us laugh till we cry, or start a deep philosophical conversation with ease. Peyton was one of those people. In a given month he could make you do one of those things at least 3 times (sometimes all in one night). As men we can be reluctant to show how much we care about others, but with Peyton you just knew he cared about you. I hope and pray that he knew that we all felt the same way about him. It has been said that you can tell that someone has a relationship with Christ by the way they live their life. In my eyes, Peyton exemplified this. During this difficult time, I could still see Christ’s love in the entire Houchins family. You could tell Peyton received his faith through Christ and the example his family had set. Peyton’s life and lessons will always be with me. I thank God I had the opportunity to walk this world with him. -Alex Green
83: One of my favorite moments I shared with Peyton was a day I was wearing a 'black bear' hat, basically, it was a head of a black bear. I know sounds strange, and strange it was. I was made fun of all day until Peyton saw me, he and I talked about how cool bears were and how no one appreciated TRUE beauty anymore, ha. He gave me a big hug and said, "you look like the coolest black bear human Ive ever seen" Haha so I guess you could say he picked me up when I was feelin' down, and from then on, he called me "black bear" and he was "polar bear" The pictures below are from November 10, 2010 after we went to Ben Kweller play at Proud Larry's. Blair, Peyton and I were walking around the square admiring the awesome new Christmas decor. Of course, Peyton places a bow on himself and starts acting crazy. We couldn't stop laughing at him and we had to capture the moment, and here it is below. -Sally Ward Brewer
84: December 2010
85: Truly great friends are hard to find, difficult to leave, and impossible to forget.”