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Tuesday, February 11, 2020

Send Me Back Saturday - Favorite Foods

The question for this prompt, if the title didn't give it away is:

What was one of your favorite foods/meals growing up?

This was a big hit with the FB crowd. I had 66 comments.

My response:
My most favorite meal growing up was my Mammy's BBQ brisket. She almost always only made this on Sunday's for our after church dinner. Oh, how I wish I knew just how she prepared it. The one thing I do remember is that it was cooked in her electric skillet while we were at church. It was so tender and I loved the BBQ sauce she used. Maybe even more than the brisket, I loved dipping my "light bread" in the sauce to clean my plate. I also remember how Bampy's shirt would get a little tight in the button area around his belly after dinner. And while all other days were spent working in some form, Sunday's were a no work day - aside from cleaning the kitchen and checking/feeding/watering cattle.
Mammy's electric skillet was brown on the bottom with a cream lid. I don't know if it was this exact model but it was very close to it. Also, an electric skillet is one kitchen gadget I don't own but would really LOVE. When I was first married to Gaylan, we didn't have propane to hook up to our single wide trailer so the oven was and stove top was never used. I had an electric skillet then and I would use it near daily. I also used the microwave, and a steamer quite often. And I had a little table top toaster oven. 


After further online investigation of vintage electric skillets, this one also seems familiar. I just can't be certain. I've also searched online for some electric skillet bbq brisket recipes and have come up short. If you ever come across one, please let me know! I'd love to try and recreate this meal.




This was my mom's response:
I love food so much that I am not sure I can name a “favorite”. Foods I remember were moms homemade donuts. And pot roast on Sundays. My granny Bondell made wonderful fried chicken. And when we stayed at Granny and Papas house we always asked for Spaghetti O’s. And Grandma Zula’s biscuits and gravy.
The hubs:
I know you're going to find this hard to believe, knowing me as well as you do, but: Sonic. We didn't eat out a whole lot when I was growing up but we lived right across the highway from Sonic and when I finally got a job, I ate there all the time. I either had a cheeseburger dry, a cheeseburger with mustard and ketchup only or a hickory burger. The burgers were bigger back then and I remember the fries being better, too. 
Grandma Marilyn commented that her favorite food growing up was Mexican and that it still is. And there were so many cousins and friends that commented as well. But I'll only blog direct ancestors to the kids.

I hope you're enjoying these. It's been a really nice change of pace over on Facebook and I am more than thrilled people are participating.

Until next time,
Becky





Flashback Friday -- Mischief

Today's Facebook prompt that I am bringing over here is:

What memory of you misbehaving stands out most in your memories? What did you do? What was your punishment?

My memory:

I was a DRAMATIC child. Always upset about something. When I was in about 3rd, 4th or 5th grade. I was living in Country Acres at the time --- that helps date the story. Anyway, I packed my bags, some saltines and cheese, an empty old Boy Scouts of America popcorn tin and some candles and matches and headed off into the woods behind my house to live. I was running away! It was cold in the evening so I melted the bottom of my candle and stuck it to the bottom of the tin to keep the wind from blowing it out. As time went on it became colder and I discovered that if I put the lid on said tin for just a wee little bit it would warm up and I could press it against my cheeks and hands for warmth. A little while passed and my little brother came into the woods to either rub it in that I was upset or convince me to come back but he got cold sitting out there with me too. So I showed him what I had discovered about the lid heating up, only I left the lid on a little too long and branded him with the logo on the lid! Sheer panic set in and I tried hard to think of a cover story. And to my great surprise he was more than willing to go along. We decided to tell our parents that we were outside playing with sticks and I was swinging mine around and accidentally hit him. At the time I didn't realize just how much the mark looked like the logo, only that it was a nice big red whelp. Well as time went on the swelling went down and the emblem really stood out. It didn't take long and they were on to us. I had to confess the whole ordeal. I honestly don't remember what my punishment was. But this is a story I'll never forget. Or be allowed to forget?

This is my mom's naughty child story:

One time I had a loose tooth. Mom said she was going to use pliers to pull it out. I was so scared that I ran away and hid in the corn rows in the garden. I could see everyone out looking for me but I wasn’t going to come out. Then I heard a neighbor say that they should call the police because we lived on highway 62 and they feared I had been picked up by someone. I decided it was time to come out before the search got any bigger.
My Aunt Diane shared this story:
I found chocolate candy bars in Granny's refrigerator. I offered my sisters a small piece. Reine wouldn't take it because Granny had said no candy in the house. Michelle took her part. I ate all that was left almost a whole bar. It didn't even taste that good. You probably guessed it was ex lax. The punishment was enough .

The hubs shared his story too:
The only thing that stands out isn't even a funny story. In eighth grade, I got caught at a football game with some marijuana. I was taken home and the next morning, I was in the police station in front of Don Kennedy, a local cop. He said that a girl I knew had already sold me out (and she probably had) but that since it was on school property and dad was the superintendent, he'd let the school deal with it. I was expelled. Mom called in a favor to the super at Grove and got me in there. The next year, I started back at Jay, tarnished reputation in tow.

Until next time,
Becky




Thursday, February 6, 2020

Throwback Thursday -- Vacations

I'm sure if you're on Facebook any amount of time, you will have noticed it's not nearly as interactive as it was in the beginning stages. From the beginning one of the things I loved most about it, was that it allowed me to share my life, children and our daily activities with family. Now I almost only see memes and political jabs or fake news. As a way to try to get a little less "noise" and more real conversation, I've started asking questions to prompt conversation and stories. Today was my first day and the question was:

What is the first vacation you can remember taking? Who all went? Where did you go? Why did you go there?

I felt like this was a good blog prompt too. It will allow me to share my memories with my kids (if they ever care enough to read my blog someday).

So here's my answer to the above question:
When I was about 4 years old (it was actually Aug 1985 so I was 5. This was right before I started kindergarten), my parents, myself and my little brother traveled to California. On the way there we traveled South and made a little trip into Mexico (I think). I can remember driving slowly and people approaching the car from all angles trying to sell us things. We drove a little brown car, a 1979 Oldsmobile Cutlass.
I don't remember where in California we went but we visited my stepdad's father and his family. We went to the ocean. My Mom will tell you I'm overly dramatic but a wave nearly swallowed me whole and drug me out to sea! (I might be a little dramatic but to a 4 year old that was a terrifying experience). And I pouted and complained the entire time afterwards because my clothes were wet. My dramatic little self also remembers being outside at an apartment complex and being approached by a young man (maybe 10 or 12) who looked just like Mr. T. He asked me where I was from and when I told him, Arkansas, he sucker punched me right in the gut. He knocked the breath clean out of me. I don't remember how long we stayed. I know we went out on a boat on the ocean and saw seals. And I remember when we came home we traveled North and got to see antelope somewhere around Wyoming. 
Later mom told me we went to Los Angeles, San Diego, and Pasa Robles. And we even went to the Zoo. I didn't even remember that part.

She also shared her memories of her first vacation and her sisters helped fill in a few the details. The whole of the story came about in several different questions and replies on Facebook, so I'll summarize it.

One hot summer around the year 1967, this family of five traveled in a single cab '66 blue Chevy pickup with a  3 on the tree. They were headed to 6 flags over Texas, Carlsbad Caverns and further South into Mexico. Michelle recalled purchasing lunch boxes at Carlsbad and taking salt from the salt flats and keeping it in the lunch boxes. They ate pizza in their motel rooms. If you're wondering how all 5 people (kids ages 9-5 ish) fit in that truck, Michelle said sometimes she rode in the floorboard and one of the other girls would lay behind the seats up against the back windshield. 

The hubs also shared his first vacation memory:
I think my first vacation was to New Orleans with mom and dad when I was 13. Lots of time was spent on Bourbon Street, which was actually scary for a kid that young from a town as small as Jay. Drunk men have no qualms about asking a kid for money. I loved the smells of the restaurants on Bourbon Street. The plantations homes were neat and so were the white alligators at the Audubon Zoo (which, incidentally, I had seen on TNN just a few months earlier). We rode a river boat and I also got my first taste of public transportation. What I didn't see was just as memorable. According to mom and dad, when we were on Bourbon St once, this woman in a tube-top was yelling at a man down the street. When I got right next to her (again, this came from Roy Drake and Kay Drake), she yanked her tube-top down and flashed her boobies to that guy and everybody else who looked. I didn't look. Didn't even know there was real live boobage right next to 13-year-old me.
Later on in the Facebook conversation my MIL Kay, confirmed the boobage event and the hub's recollection that maybe the New Orleans trip wasn't his first vacation. My FIL was the Superintendent of Jay Public Schools and traveled to different conventions and the rest of the family could tag along. When I asked the hubs if they drove to New Orleans this was his response:

We flew. But I don't remember the flight. I remember the flight to Anaheim, because I threw up in a trash can at John Wayne International. And that makes me think California was my first vacation. Went with mom and dad and DisneyLand was closed just for the people with the convention. DisneyLand sucked. Got diarrhea from Mexico. So, maybe California/Mexico was my first vacation/
My maternal grandmother also shared her first memory:

When I was 10 or 11 we came to visit Aunt Dood and Uncle Hoyt (In Fayetteville) It was when Polio was raging. The adults wanted to go to the movies but didn't want to take the kids for fear of polio. Uncle Hoyt had a sister who lived next door so they thought it would be OK to leave us with her so close. Everything went OK for a while until Doyle started snoring and Joyce convinced us it was a ghost (she was the oldest) It scared Darlene and me so bad we all ran over to Elsies and got her out of bed in the middle of the night. She had some choice words for our parents.
Aunt Dood and Uncle Hotyt were actually my grandmother's great aunt, Effie Equilla "Dood" ACORD and her husband Hoyt KARR. Doyle, Joyce and Darlene were their children. Elsie was Hoyt's sister. She married  Chester Eldridge.

My MIL shared her memory as well:

I don't know if you would call it a vacation but when I was about 10 I spent the summer with my oldest brother in Altus, Oklahoma. Tornado Alley! We went to the storm shelter often. 
She also remarked that she and her SIL spent the summer going to watch the movies. Her oldest brother was Troy Lynn Bates.






I hope you enjoyed our memories!

Until next time,
Becky


Tuesday, November 5, 2019

Researching Tax Records


I'm doing a little research on my RICH roots, specifically my 4th great grandfather John Wesley RICH. He is one of those lovely ancestors who 1) has a common first name 2) often went by his middle name, occasionally his first name followed by his middle initial, and possibly (according to these records) just his first name and 3) has a son by the same name. These factors can make it a little difficult when using alternate records in placing him. I'm using some alternate records for this post so I can fill in the gaps in my timeline between the 1860 and 1880 census. John Wesley RICH is nowhere to be found for the 1870 census and several of his children are MIA as well.

Since I no longer subscribe to any of my old genealogy subscriptions (Ancestry, Newspapers.com, or Fold3) I'm going back to old faithful Family Search where you can research for free.

Various records I'm looking at are tax records, voter registration, and marriage records indicating the location of children just to name a few. Census records help because being surrounded by wife, parents, children etc we can feel certain we are indeed looking at a record pertaining to our ancestor. The other records, on the other hand, especially when you have a common name, aren't always as reassuring. *I will try to use his name how it is spelled and given with each record.*

I've blogged about John Wesley RICH before. You can find those blogs here and here

I want to lay this post out in a timeline:

  • circa 1815 birth of John Wesley RICH. Census records indicate the following years: 1812, 1813 and 1815. They all sate he was born in Kentucky.
  • 1834 Marriage of Westley Rich to Nancy CREEK in White County, IL (see previous posts for image of record).
  • 1838-39 in Arkansas (?) daughter Sarah gives Arkansas as her birth state in two census records. There is an 1837 tax record for a John Rich in Benton County, AR. Unsure if that's him.
  • 1840 census record Hamilton County, IL enumerated a Wesley Rich. (one male 5-10, one male 15-20 (this would not be a child), then himself age 20-30 -- two females under 5, and his wife age 20-30)
  • 1844 birth of son, Robert Robin in Missouri
  • 1846 birth of son, William in Missouri
  • 1848 birth of son, Orville Sexton in Illinois/Missouri (most likely Missouri)
  • 1850 census places this John W RICH family in Lawrence County, Missouri
  • 1852 birth of son, Jeremiah in Missouri
  • 1853 Texas, County Tax Rolls, 1837-1910 finds a John W RICH in Grayson County, TX
  • 1856 Texas, County Tax Rolls, 1837-1910 finds a John W RICH in Grayson County, TX alongside an E RICH (a connection to the Ephraim L Rich from this post perhaps?) This particular tax record led me to find a land record for 360 acres along Spring Creek, belonging to a John W RICH 
  • 1857 Texas, County Tax Rolls, 1837-1910, provides the same information with the exception that now a Nancy A RICH is listed with them as owning 430 acres. Her land record can be found here.  Her land record tells me that John and Elijah RICH (the E. RICH from above) were the chain carriers for the survey of her property.

    Before moving on, I decided to look for John W RICH in Grayson County census records and found disappointing results. This is a different John W RICH, who was born in NC around the year 1825. Now to research Elijah and Nancy. I'm having difficulty finding Elijah and Nancy in census records. It's my theory that they are brother and mother to the Grayson County John W RICH.

  • 1860 My Wesley RICH and family are found enumerated in Burnet County, Texas. Killian is married and living with his wife on the same page.
We know from census records that the following children belong to John Wesley RICH and from one of my previous posts we know that some of these names or ages aren't always consistent between census years, but we're going to do our best. I feel that Selina and Archilles of the 1850 census were actually Sidney and Arville.
  1. Killian 
  2. Sarah
  3. Sidney 
  4. Robert aka Robin
  5. William
  6. Arville/Orville Sexton
  7. John Wesley Jr.
  8. Jerremiah
  9. Caroline
  10. George W.

  • 1865 One single solitary military record shows Killian in Colorado County, TX
  • 1867 Voter registration shows a J W and Robt RICH in Milam County. Registered to have been in the state for 7 years (1860) and in county/precinct for 2 years. Both names are marked through. Killian is registered in nearby Falls County just (")marks down both columns all the way down. sigh There is also a Robt Rich listed in Collin County that year. His registration states he'd been in the state 9 years (1858) and in the county/precinct for 1 year.
  • 1868 marriage record for Arville Sexton RICH to Sarah Jane WILLHITE from Collin County.
  • 1870 census I can only find Robert and William married and living with their families and their siblings George and Sidney living together in the same household in Van Zandt County. Arville is enumerated in Collin County.
  • 1872 there's a marriage record for Wesly RITCH to Tennie LOVETT from Cooke County
  • 1873 there's a marriage record for Sidney RICH to J W SIMONS also from Cooke County
  • 1878 there's a marriage record for Caroline RICH to R O HUGES from Johnson County
  • 1880 census shows John W RICHE in Lamar County. In his household is his unmarried son George and his widowed/divorced/single daughter Sarah J CARTRIGHT with her children. On the same page is his married daugther Caroline, and his married son William. Killian is enumerate in Collin County, Sidney in Hill County, Robert in Comanche, Arville in Wise and John Wesley Jr. in Collin.

    I'm including an image so you can see just how much ground this family covered through these 20 years in Texas.

I have still been unable to place John Wesley and his wife Nancy, or the following children for the year 1870: Killian, Sarah, John Wesley Jr. or Caroline. But just in writing this post I found Caroline's marriage to Richard O HUGHES so it wasn't all for naught. It's just so frustrating that even after the 1880 census so much of this family just falls off the radar. My ancestor Killion died in 1881 but what about his parents and siblings: Sarah, Arville, John W Jr., Caroline and George, where and when did they die?

Until next time,
Becky.

Wednesday, October 2, 2019

In Remembrance - Myrtle Rutherford Jones


Family Search has a calendar feature with the option of having them send you a message on the anniversary of birth dates and wedding anniversaries of your ancestors. Today I was notified that my paternal great grandmother Myrtle Lurie RUTHERFORD JONES would have been 120 years old. Honestly, I didn't need the reminder because for some reason her birth date always stands out to me. I'm not really sure why because she lived in Texas and I rarely got to see her. If I had to guess, it's most likely because of the time I spent with my Mammy (her daughter).

Myrtle RUTHERFORD (Grandma Jones is what I grew up calling her) was the first born and oldest child of James Walter RUTHERFORD and Ora Frances McCLUNG. She was born 2 October 1899, in Santa Anna, Coleman County, Texas. *Her obituary says Mount Pleasant, Titus County, Texas -- Where her parents married in 1898* The earliest photograph I have of her is from around 1902. She is standing between her parents. The baby is her brother Jesse Newton RUTHERFORD who was born New Year's Day, 1902 (this helps date the picture).



 The next photograph I have was taken in 1904 when the next baby came along, Glennie Lillian, who was born 1 July 1904. Grandma Jones is standing on the right, Jesse on the left and baby Glennie is in the middle.





In January of 1908, when Grandma was only 8 years old, the family loaded up their covered wagon and headed North to an area known as Antelope Flat, in Foard County, Texas. At this time she was the oldest of four siblings, the baby, Flora was 9 months old.

Around 1912 Grandma's dad, J W RUTHERFORD, gave the community an acre to move the one room school house. Grandma attended school there. According to one of my favorite books, my husband bought me, Between The Wichitas, Grandma wrote that her first teacher was a Mr. Jim Burnson. (page 200).

I can remember this book sitting on the little wooden shelf on the back side of Mammy's brown sink. I didn't inherit it. My wonderful husband bought me one of my own. It isn't in circulation anymore.

Grandma must have met Grandpa John Arthur JONES at that school because according to John's brother Frank they also attended school there for a time. (page 416)

"The teacher at Antelope Flat lived over at Foard City. He drove a one-horse buggy without any top on it. We didn't miss any school days. Neither did the teacher.  Albert Haynie's children, his brother C. H. Haynie, Will Glenn, the Rutherfords, Henry Black, Bullions, Moody had kids in school there. The Joneses also. It was quite a while before we got to know everyone around for we didn't get to visit like they do today."



On Sept 18, 1916, one month before Grandma turned 17, she married John Arthur JONES at Burkburnett, Wichita County, Texas.



In early May 1918, the two had their first baby, a boy. Unfortunately, he didn't survive.  I'm not certain if Grandpa served in the war. There are many accounts of his brother Frank serving, but I haven't found any evidence that John Arthur did. He did however, register. He was self employed 1 mile SE of Truscott.



Around that time John found work with a childhood friend, Walter COODY. The two of them worked for a doctor in Burkburnett butchering and selling beef. They drove a Model T truck. During this time there was an oil boom. (page 334) While living in Wichita County Myrtle gave birth to two more children who born in 1923 & 1925.

I'm not sure when the picture below was taken but I wanted to include it here, since there are so few pictures of Grandpa JONES. It's taken from Between The Wichitas. My grandmother always had dark hair and so did her husband, Charles, but my dad had really blonde hair. According to John Arthur's WW1 registration he was tall with light hair and light blue eyes.



Around the year 1930-1931 John and Myrtle operated the chuck wagon for John's brother-in-law, J. M. CHOWNING's threshing crew. (page 327) They also worked  for the Charles HAMILTON Ranch for some time.

In 1934 the family moved to San Antonio where Johnnie went to work for the Humble Oil Company. Six years later, when their oldest child was 17 and their youngest child was only 6 months old, Myrtle became a widow. John died tragically in a vehicle/train collision.







Grandma then had to support five children ages 17, 14, 5, 3 and the 6 month old baby. She managed to remain in San Antonio for a few years before moving her little family back "home" to Truscott.  She used every dollar she had to buy a home, the old Mrs. Sam TURNER (Ollie Jane CAMPSEY) home, which served as a boarding house. (page 278). She even had to support her little family during WW2 when lean times were made even worse by rationing. My cousin Mike, shared this photo of her ration book with me a few years ago and I thought this is a great place to post it again.




While looking through my book, I noticed on page 50, where they mentioned Grandma chaperoning a hay ride. It said during those days it was an accepted fact that an adult was to always accompany group outings and that Mrs. Myrtle JONES frequently did so. I couldn't imagine with all that was on her plate she still found the energy to want to chaperone events.

"One week the springs of 1942, the boys decided to give a hay ride. They worked Saturday for Carl Haynie to get the use of his wagon and team. Everyone chipped in money and the girls bought food for a wiener roast. 
Mrs Myrtle Jones chaperoned that outing, as she frequently did, taking her young children and sitting calmly by the campfire wile the teenagers played walking games." 

Grandma also worked for eight years in the Truscott school lunchroom. I can remember Mammy telling me that someone gave them a pig and Grandma would feed it using the left over scraps from the school lunchroom. I seem to also remember she did laundry for extra income, but I'm not certain of this last memory.

Here is a photograph shared by my cousin Kaye from 1957. The women are wearing collages so it could have been Mother's Day or Easter.




I remember one trip to Texas to celebrate Grandma's 90th birthday at the nursing home. My Aunts Jeannie and Cathy served a large beautiful cake and there was punch. There was a small mention of it in the Munday Courier. I was hoping for a picture. I was only 9 at the time but I remember it was a big celebration. I did find where her 75th and 77th birthday was celebrated as well.









I've posted on Facebook and even made mention in a blog post that my grandmother, Myrtle's daughter, moved with her family to Arkansas in the mid '60's. I can still remember long distance phone calls between my Mammy and her older sister Frances. I'm sure there were phone calls to her mother too, but what I remember most were the cassette tapes that she would record and mail home to her mother. I even had to record a few (when I was too young to fully grasp why). As the years wore on Grandma JONES' hands became too arthritic to write and her eyesight was failing, long distance phone calls were expensive so to communicate they would mail cassette tapes back and forth. I was lucky enough to inherit Grandma's last tape she sent Mammy. You can watch the video below to listen.




Before she gave up writing all together, Grandma sent this letter. It was in short hand, which it is my understanding, how she would often write. She was 91.  My Dad's cousin Gayle transcribed it for me below.









Grandma died in July of 1994. I remember her funeral well. It was so hot. July in Texas.We gathered at a small white church. They sang 'In The Garden' and she was laid to rest in the Truscott Cemetery where the rest of her family is buried.


The Nalls gathered at the Seymour Motel before the service.
Back Row: Dad (Johnny Nall) Cathy Gardisser, Mitch Nall, Mike Nall, Bampy (Charles)
Middle Row: Me (Becky), Mammy (Sue) Jeannie, Jeff, Jennifer, and Tom Calvert
Front Row: Matthew and April Gardisser, and Jeremy Calvert.




Before wrapping this up, I thought I would include a picture I have of one of her few visits to AR.

Maybe 1981


Until next time,
Becky

Friday, September 13, 2019

Home Videos


Today some clips of a home video were shared with me on Facebook from the year 1995. This home video takes place at a little house on Hwy 16 in Siloam Springs, Arkansas, belonging to my ex-husband's parents at Christmas time.




This was the same year that I first started dating Gaylan. I was 15 he was 19. It really took me back in time. I don't think I met his family until Easter of 1996. I know that was the first time I met his sister, Cookie. So many people are now gone and sorely missed. These clips are truly how I remember the DOWDY/COUNTS family. They were a close, big, happy family.  Brenda and Carolyn always prepared a big meal for the holidays. The house was full and loud. Cards were often played at the table and the girls would occasionally be huddled up in a bathroom or corner getting 'dolled up' to go somewhere. This was a good season to remember. Thank you Nerissa for sharing these with me.


For my kids: Your Dad is in the camo pants and sweatshirt in the back of the room. He is standing next to your Uncle Tony and 2 year old Jake comes back with a present and sits at his feet.

                                     
                                     









Until next time,
Becky


Wednesday, September 11, 2019

Twins

I'm skipping ahead so today's prompt is going to be TWINS

I'm going to start off with the 1860 Rusk County, Texas, census for Beat No. 6. Post office is Minden. For the first set of  NALL TWINS I have come across in my research.

The first family listed on the image below is the family of Thomas J Nawls (NALL). My 4x great grandfather. The second family listed in my 3x great grandfather, John Middleton Nawls (NALL), living in the same household is his sister Margaret SCROGGINS' family. If you look where I've indicated, the two children of J M and Mary are 6 month old twins. In my post about John Middleton's Civil War service, I touched on the illness and poverty that came to this area during the beginning of the war. I believe that illness and poverty could have been what led to the death of baby S. NALL shortly after this census. Baby S. Nall died by 1865 when the family of  three (Mary, David, and my ancestor John Thomas) are on the indignant soldier's families list.

1860 Beat 6, Rusk County, Texas 
The surviving children of John Middleton and Mary Jane GARNER NALL were:
  1. David Harrison (TWIN) 1859
  2. John Thomas 1861
  3. Sarah 1866
  4. Pervelley Ophelia 1869
  5. Charles Elexander 1871
  6. James Wesley 1874
  7. Linnie 1880


As far as I have found, none of the above children had TWINS. And to preserve my sanity, from here I am going to focus only on my ancestor John Thomas NALL's descendants and from there the descendants of his son, my ancestor, Benjamin Rufus NALL.

John Thomas NALL married Optha Ophelia RICH and they had 10 children. They were:

  1. Emma Nall 1883
  2. James C 1885
  3. Minerva Frances 1889
  4. Elsie Mae 1892
  5. Charles 1894
  6. James Arch 1895
  7. Mary Ethel 1898
  8. Roy 1900
  9. Mollie Marzel 1903
  10. Benjamin Rufus 1908
Benjamin Rufus NALL married(2) Willie Belle FOSTER. They had seven children, two of which were TWINS

  1. Charles Bryant Nall (my ancestor)
  2. Female 
  3. Male
  4. Male
  5. Male (TWIN)
  6. Wilma Jean (TWIN) died at birth.
  7. Rufus Leon Nall died in farming accident.

Their third child would marry and have four children, one girl and three boys. One of these boys would marry and have three children, two of which were TWIN  girls.  

Their fourth child had six children, two of which were TWIN girls. Another one of their daughters would go on to marry and have eight children, two of which were also TWIN girls. Their son would marry and have four children, two girls and two boys. One of those girls would marry and go on to also have TWIN girls.

Not counting the TWINS born to John Middleton NALL and Mary Jane GARNER. There has been five sets of TWINS born in four generations.

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Until next time,
Becky