Every
once in a great while, we have the good fortune to encounter individuals
born of such goodness that it cannot help but “rub off” on others. Such is
the case with Mr. Ed Smoak of Columbia, South Carolina. I had the pleasure
of meeting and visiting many times with him at Joy’s Feed, as we often
crossed paths when picking up feed. He was always eager to hear of the
latest “rescue,” and was quick to offer his encouragement and support. His
lifelong love of horses made him a true advocate of this organization’s
mission. It was only after his death, however, that I understood just how
deeply committed he was. On Friday morning, May 13, I received a call from
Mr. Ed’s good friend, John Champey, telling me that Mr. Ed had passed away,
and that it was his family’s wish that friends send memorials to S.C.A.R.E.
in his honor. Thus the “Ed Smoak Memorial Fund” was born, and will live on
as a tribute to a very special gentleman.
“Mr.
Ed” (as I knew him), grew up on a farm in Smoaks, SC, where his passion for
horses began with a horse named “Ned” – his first horse. From that point
forward, horses of many breeds, including Arabians, Paints, Palominos,
Pintos and Tennessee Walkers were a part of his life from childhood through
maturity, being interrupted only long enough to attend college, and serve
his country. His daughter, Robin relates that the running joke among family
and friends was that “Heaven forbid something happen to one of them AND one
of his horses at the same time, because everyone knew where he would be – at
the farm, attending his horses!”
One of
his favorite pastimes was trail riding with his friends at Joy’s Feed. In
his most recent years, he was unable to ride, but his friends and family
made it possible for him to enjoy “one more trail ride” by arranging for a
friend to drive him along in a cart while the rest rode on horseback. The
fact that he could no longer ride, never hindered him from visiting, loving,
and enjoying the companionship of his horses though. He was always handy
with a bucket of treats, a tender touch, and kind words.
During
his lifetime, he served in many positions of leadership, including a stint
as Sgt. in the United States Army in the Occupation Forces of Japan at the
end of WWII. After attending college at Wofford, and the University of South
Carolina, where he received his BS degree in Business Administration, he
became a Safety Engineer at Dupont at the Savannah River Project in Aiken.
After leaving the Savannah River Plant, he became a Loss Control Engineer,
and later was associated with Edens-Turbeville Insurance Agency, where he
became manager and co-owner in 1970. He later went on to found Smoak
Insurance Agency in 1983, where he remained chairman of the board until his
death. “Mr. Ed” served on various boards at the Asbury Memorial United
Methodist Church; as president of the Independent Insurance Agents of
Greater Columbia, as well as president of the American Society of Safety
Engineers.
In
April of 2001, “Mr. Ed” and his beloved companion,
El Santo Del Mojave,
affectionately known as “Mojo” were featured in the Southeast Equine
Monthly, as “Mojo” was the first Tennuvian registered in South Carolina
(the result of crossing a Peruvian Paso with a Tennessee Walker). I could
not help but laugh at the story related in the article of Mr. Ed’s
conversation with a Columbia telephone directory representative who
questioned him as to who exactly lived at the Smoak Farm. Mr. Ed easily
replied, “That would be Mojo” – thus “Mojo” has his own listing in the
Columbia telephone directory!
It is
obvious to those who know his family, that he has managed to impart those
character traits that made him such an outstanding person to his children
and family, and they no doubt, will continue his legacy, as they have done
here by directing memorials to S.C.A.R.E. After some discussion,
S.C.A.R.E’s Board of Directors decided that these funds should be
represented by a tangible reminder of this man’s generosity, therefore, the
funds donated by Mr. Ed’s family and friends (listed below) will be used to
initiate the funding of a horse trailer, so desperately needed, for the
organization. I know that he is pleased in having a continued role in
insuring the well-being, and safe transport of horses in South Carolina. He
will be sorely missed, and long remembered by all who knew and loved him.