Descendants of Jarret Scott
Generation 1
1.

Jarret Scott-1[1] was born on 08 May 1808 in Mount Airy, Surry, North Carolina, USA[1]. He died on 27 Apr 1862 in Shelton Town, Surry, North Carolina[1].

Notes for Jarret Scott:

General Notes:

Last Will and Testament of Jarrot Scott

 

The fact that man is born to die and the uncertainty of his existence hereupon the earth convinces me of the importance of our so arranging our matters while in existence as to leave behind us as little difficulty relative to our property as possible.

 

To this and therefore, I, Jarrot Scott, of the county of Surry and the state of North Carolina being weak in body but of sound and disposing mind and memory thanks be to God for the same have on this 19th day of April 1862 at my own residence in Surry County made the following disposition of my little Estate and do hereby declare the same to be my last will and testament.

 

In the first place it is my will that all my just debts be paid out of my moneys that may come into the hands of my executor hereinafter named.

 

I will bequeath to my beloved wife, Sarah Scott, during her natural life or widowhood all my estate both real and personal and at her death or intermarriage to be equally divided among all my children namely; Caroline, who intermarried with Adam Livingood, and Sarah, who married H. Gobble, Avan A. Scott, Francis, Jarmelia, Martha, Minerva, Isaiah, Mary, Frankey, Clarissy Scott and to my grandson, James Hill, share and share alike to them and to their heirs forever. Subject however to the following conditions (to wit) that should my said wife, Sarah Scott, become dissatisfied hereafter and concluded to make a division of the property then it is my will and desire that the same be so divided under the direction of my executor as for my said wife to have an equal share with all the children of all my estate, real and personal and if the lands should be divided my said beloved wife is to have her lot so laid off as to include my dwelling house and mill.

 

I will and bequeath to my daughter, Caroline, who intermarried with Adam Livingood, one note which I held on her said husband of eighty-five dollars which I hereby advise and will to be delivered up to my said daughter. I will that such portion of my lands as cannot be cultivated by my family to be rented and from year to year by my executor hereinafter named upon the best terms possible and the proceeds applied to the benefit of my family.

 

And lastly I do hereby constitute and appoint my friend, John Banner, Executor of this my last will and testament to do and act for me when I am no more and I do also hereby request and desire that the said John Banner shall act as Testamory Guardian for my younger children, namely, Mary, Francy, and Clarissy Scott, hoping that he will extend to them such aid as may be right and proper having full confidence in him that he will act as a father to the fatherless.

 

In testimony whereof I the said Jarrot Scott have to this my last will set my hand and seal this 19th day of April, 1862.

 

Garret Scott (seal)

 

Signed, Sealed, Published and Declared by the said G. Scott to be his last will and testament in the presence of us who were present and saw him sign the same. Joseph Hollingsworth and John J. Haymore.

 

State of North Carolina, Surry County Court May Term of 1863 - the due execution of the foregoing last will and testament of Jarrat Scott was duly proven in open court by the oath of Joseph Hollingsworth and John J. Haymore the subscriber witnesses thereto and is ordered to be recorded and filed. - Will is recorded in will Book 5, page 6, Dobson, Surry Co., NC

 

 

 

 

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Notes for Jarret Scott:

General Notes:

Last Will and Testament of Jarrot Scott

 

The fact that man is born to die and the uncertainty of his existence hereupon the earth convinces me of the importance of our so arranging our matters while in existence as to leave behind us as little difficulty relative to our property as possible.

 

To this and therefore, I, Jarrot Scott, of the county of Surry and the state of North Carolina being weak in body but of sound and disposing mind and memory thanks be to God for the same have on this 19th day of April 1862 at my own residence in Surry County made the following disposition of my little Estate and do hereby declare the same to be my last will and testament.

 

In the first place it is my will that all my just debts be paid out of my moneys that may come into the hands of my executor hereinafter named.

 

I will bequeath to my beloved wife, Sarah Scott, during her natural life or widowhood all my estate both real and personal and at her death or intermarriage to be equally divided among all my children namely; Caroline, who intermarried with Adam Livingood, and Sarah, who married H. Gobble, Avan A. Scott, Francis, Jarmelia, Martha, Minerva, Isaiah, Mary, Frankey, Clarissy Scott and to my grandson, James Hill, share and share alike to them and to their heirs forever. Subject however to the following conditions (to wit) that should my said wife, Sarah Scott, become dissatisfied hereafter and concluded to make a division of the property then it is my will and desire that the same be so divided under the direction of my executor as for my said wife to have an equal share with all the children of all my estate, real and personal and if the lands should be divided my said beloved wife is to have her lot so laid off as to include my dwelling house and mill.

 

I will and bequeath to my daughter, Caroline, who intermarried with Adam Livingood, one note which I held on her said husband of eighty-five dollars which I hereby advise and will to be delivered up to my said daughter. I will that such portion of my lands as cannot be cultivated by my family to be rented and from year to year by my executor hereinafter named upon the best terms possible and the proceeds applied to the benefit of my family.

 

And lastly I do hereby constitute and appoint my friend, John Banner, Executor of this my last will and testament to do and act for me when I am no more and I do also hereby request and desire that the said John Banner shall act as Testamory Guardian for my younger children, namely, Mary, Francy, and Clarissy Scott, hoping that he will extend to them such aid as may be right and proper having full confidence in him that he will act as a father to the fatherless.

 

In testimony whereof I the said Jarrot Scott have to this my last will set my hand and seal this 19th day of April, 1862.

 

Garret Scott (seal)

 

Signed, Sealed, Published and Declared by the said G. Scott to be his last will and testament in the presence of us who were present and saw him sign the same. Joseph Hollingsworth and John J. Haymore.

 

State of North Carolina, Surry County Court May Term of 1863 - the due execution of the foregoing last will and testament of Jarrat Scott was duly proven in open court by the oath of Joseph Hollingsworth and John J. Haymore the subscriber witnesses thereto and is ordered to be recorded and filed. - Will is recorded in will Book 5, page 6, Dobson, Surry Co., NC

 

 

 

 

Sarah M. Wood was born on 31 Aug 1823 in Mount Airy, Surry, North Carolina, USA[2]. She died on 19 Jan 1899 in Shelton Town, Surry, North Carolina[2].

Jarret Scott and Sarah M. Wood were married on 09 Dec 1856 in Davidson, North Carolina, USA. They had the following children:

2. i.

Mary Scott[3] was born in 1858[3]. She died in 1901 in Stokes, North Carolina, USA[3]. She married William Henry Inman on Unknown.

ii.

Frances Elizabeth Scott[1] was born about 1859[1]. She died on Unknown.

3. iii.

Margaret Clarissa Scott[1] was born on 25 Jan 1861[1]. She died on 18 Jan 1956 in Wentworth, Rockingham, North Carolina, USA[1]. She married William Scott on Unknown.

4. iv.

Jarrett Scott Jr.[1] was born on 25 Nov 1862[1]. He married Amanda Arminda Hiatt on 07 Mar 1892 in Stokes, North Carolina, USA[1]. He died on Unknown.

Parmelia Thomas[1] was born about 1815 in North Carolina, USA[1]. She died in 1854 in Shelton Town, Surry, North Carolina[2].

Jarret Scott and Parmelia Thomas were married about 1830[4]. They had the following children:

5. i.

Isaiah Scott[5] was born on Unknown. He married Sarah Jane Fitts on Unknown.

ii.

Fanny Frances Scott[1] was born about 1831[1]. She married Jesse W. Hill on 20 Aug 1850[1]. She died about 1853[1].

6. iii.

Caroline Scott[1] was born on 12 Jan 1835 in Stokes, North Carolina, USA[1]. She married Adam Livengood on 03 Dec 1856 in Davidson, North Carolina, USA[1]. She died on 21 May 1908 in Stokes, North Carolina, USA[1].

iv.

Sarah Scott[1] was born in 1836[1]. She married Hubbard Gobble on 30 Mar 1857[1]. She died on Unknown.

v.

Avan A. Scott[1] was born in 1838 in Stokes, North Carolina, USA[1]. He died on Unknown.

vi.

Francis Scott[1] was born in 1840 in Stokes, North Carolina, USA[1]. He died on Unknown.

vii.

George Scott[1] was born in 1844 in North Carolina, USA[1]. He died on Unknown.

7. viii.

Jarmelia Scott[1] was born on 14 Sep 1847 in Stokes, North Carolina, USA[1]. She married Evan Taylor on 31 Mar 1867 in Dobson, Surry, North Carolina, USA[6]. She died on 19 Mar 1916 in Salem, Utah, Utah, USA[7].

ix.

Martha Scott[1, 8] was born in 1848 in Stokes, North Carolina, USA[1]. She married Thomas Jefferson Hutchens in 1873[8]. She died on Unknown in Oregon, USA[9].

x.

Minerva Scott[1] was born on 04 Jan 1851 in Stokes, North Carolina, USA[1]. She died on 06 Jun 1922[1].

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2.

Mary Scott-2 (Jarret-1)[3] was born in 1858[3]. She died in 1901 in Stokes, North Carolina, USA[3].

Notes for Mary Scott:

General Notes:

1870 Surry, North Carolina Fed. Census shows: Sarah Scott, 46, keeping house born in NC $800r/$200p

Mary Scott , 11 at home born in NC

Elizabeth Scott, 10, at home born in NC

Margaret Scott, 9, at home born in NC

Jarrat Scott, 8, at home, born in NC

 

Not sure this is Mary Scott, wife of Wm. Inman, but only one I can find in Surry Co. at that time.

 

 

 

 

William Henry Inman son of John Ira Inman Sr. and Mary Polly Shelton[3] was born in 1854 in Stokes, North Carolina, USA[3]. He died in 1892 in Stokes, North Carolina, USA[3].

Notes for William Henry Inman:

General Notes:

William H. Inman purchased 84 3/4 acres of land from William H. Armstrong for the price of $500.00. (Surry, North Carolina Deed Book 22, p. 506) This tract of land was located in the Holly Springs section of Surry Co. William built two cabins, side by side, and he and Mary raised a family of eight children, while farming the land. Today these cabins are still being used. They are located across the road from Holly Springs Baptist church, just off Highway 52. The old home place was sold to W.W. Simmons in 1904 for the price of $705. Simmons in turn sold 37.77 acres of the land to D.L. and Job McGee for the sum of $470.

 

Time Line: In 1854 the Kansas-Nebraska Act was passed and signed by President Franklin Pierce. The Kansas Territory was opened up for settlement. The Crimean War 1854-1856

 

1880 Federal Census of Surry, North Carolina

Census Place:Westfield, Surry, NCSource:FHL Film 1254983 National Archives Film T9-0983 Page 121A

RelationSexMarrRaceAgeBirthplace

Henry INMONSelfMMW24NCOcc:FarmerFa: NCMo: NC

Mary INMONWifeFMW21NCOcc:Keeps HouseFa: NCMo: NC

Emma INMONDauFSW2NCFa: NCMo: NC

Zebides INMONSonMSW4MNCFa: NCMo: NC

Thomas PAYNEOtherMSB10NCOcc:Farm LaborerFa: NCMo: NC

 

 

 

William Henry Inman and Mary Scott were married on Unknown. They had the following children:

8. i.

Emma Lou Inman[10] was born on 13 Apr 1878 in Stokes, North Carolina, USA[11]. She married John Franklin Hall on 11 Dec 1902 in Stokes, North Carolina, USA[12]. She died on 22 Oct 1970 in Stokes, North Carolina, USA[10].

9. ii.

Ira Zebedee Inman[10] was born on 14 Feb 1879 in Surry, North Carolina, USA[10]. He married Nancy Carolyn Love on 16 Feb 1905 in Surry, North Carolina, USA[10]. He died on 24 Dec 1973 in Mount Airy, Surry, North Carolina, USA[10].

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10. iii.

George Lee Inman[10, 13] was born on 22 Feb 1881 in Stokes, North Carolina, USA[10]. He died on 13 Feb 1971 in Stokes, North Carolina, USA[10]. He married Lillie Belle Simmons on Unknown.

11. iv.

Robert Curtis Inman[10] was born in 1883 in Stokes, North Carolina, USA[10]. He married Jina Mae Arrington on 10 Oct 1905 in Stokes, North Carolina, USA[10]. He died on 09 Jun 1966[10].

12. v.

Emmett Luther Scott Inman[10] was born in 1885 in Stokes, North Carolina, USA[10]. He married Lola Bama Bennett on 14 Dec 1909 in Stokes, North Carolina, USA[10]. He died on 18 Sep 1954[10].

vi.

Charley Inman[10] was born in 1886 in Stokes, North Carolina, USA[10]. He died on 26 Jan 1957[10].

vii.

James T. Inman[10] was born on 01 Nov 1889 in Stokes, North Carolina, USA[10]. He died in Mar 1981 in Reidsville, Rockingham, North Carolina, USA[14].

13. viii.

William Henry Inman Jr.[10] was born on 03 Jun 1891 in Stokes, North Carolina, USA[15]. He died in Jun 1987 in Reidsville, Rockingham, North Carolina, USA[15]. He married Pauline Stone on Unknown.

3.

Margaret Clarissa Scott-2 (Jarret-1)[1] was born on 25 Jan 1861[1]. She died on 18 Jan 1956 in Wentworth, Rockingham, North Carolina, USA[1].

Notes for Margaret Clarissa Scott:

General Notes:

----- Original Message -----

From: Linda DePew

To: MARY MARTIN

Sent: Wednesday, March 07, 2007 6:54 AM

Subject: Hello

 

Good morning Mary,

I am attaching the picture of Clarissy: Beginning left to right they are as follows: Johanna Nichols Hutchins, Will Livengood ,Mittie Marion Nichols, Mattie Lou Nichols Simpson, Clarissy Scott, Jenny Nichols Jones. The other picture I am sending is my great grandfather Isaiah, the half brother of Mary and Clarissy. Clarissy was married to William Scott (she was a Scott, but also married a Scott) She was born 1/25/1861 and died 1/18/1956 in Wentworth, NC. They had 5 children that I know of. Ellis, Porter, Mattie, Lottie, and Ada. That's as far as I have gotten in that line. Isaiah married Sarah Jane Fitts, and they had 5 children. Augusta. Elnora, Olive Jane, Ezra(my grandfather) and Vance. I will send you more of this information as I get it all together.

Take care. I will be in touch soon.

Linda

 

 

 

William Scott[16] was born on Unknown.

William Scott and Margaret Clarissa Scott were married on Unknown. They had the following children:

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i.

Ellis Scott[16] was born on Unknown.

ii.

Porter Scott[16] was born on Unknown.

iii.

Mattie Scott[16] was born on Unknown.

iv.

Lottie Scott[16] was born on Unknown.

v.

Ada Scott[16] was born on Unknown.

4.

Jarrett Scott Jr.-2 (Jarret-1)[1] was born on 25 Nov 1862[1]. He died on Unknown.

Amanda Arminda Hiatt daughter of George Washington Hiatt and Mariah Catherine Taylor[1] was born on 27 Apr 1873 in Stokes, North Carolina, USA[17]. She died on 01 Jun 1935 in Stokes, North Carolina, USA[17].

Jarrett Scott Jr. and Amanda Arminda Hiatt were married on 07 Mar 1892 in Stokes, North Carolina, USA[1]. They had the following children:

14. i.

Coy Scott[18] was born on 28 Dec 1897 in North Carolina, USA[19]. He married Annie Collins on 05 Mar 1916[20]. He died on 21 Mar 1964 in North Carolina, USA[19].

ii.

Sand Meret Scott[19] was born in 1899 in North Carolina, USA[19]. He died on Unknown.

iii.

Infant Scott[19] was born in 1901 in North Carolina, USA[19]. He died on Unknown.

iv.

Myrtle May Scott[19] was born in 1903 in North Carolina, USA[19]. She died on Unknown. She married Roy Collins on Unknown.

v.

King David Noah Scott[19] was born in 1905 in North Carolina, USA[19]. He died on Unknown.

vi.

Louisa Jane Scott[19] was born in 1907 in North Carolina, USA[19]. She died on Unknown. She married Jesse Cook on Unknown.

vii.

Volate Lillian Scott[19] was born in 1909 in North Carolina, USA[19]. She died on Unknown. She married Strauter Collins on Unknown.

viii.

Evil Bill Scott[19] was born in 1911 in North Carolina, USA[19]. He died on Unknown. He married Earn Gammons on Unknown.

ix.

Lemona C. Frances Scott[19] was born in 1913 in North Carolina, USA[19]. She died on Unknown. She married Elbert King on Unknown.

5.

Isaiah Scott-2 (Jarret-1)[5] was born on Unknown.

Sarah Jane Fitts[5] was born on Unknown.

Isaiah Scott and Sarah Jane Fitts were married on Unknown. They had the following children:

15. i.

Ezra McNeil Scott[5] was born on Unknown. He died on Unknown.

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ii.

Augusta Scott[16] was born on Unknown.

iii.

Elnora Scott[16] was born on Unknown.

iv.

Olive Jane Scott[16] was born on Unknown.

v.

Vance Scott[16] was born on Unknown.

6.

Caroline Scott-2 (Jarret-1)[1] was born on 12 Jan 1835 in Stokes, North Carolina, USA[1]. She died on 21 May 1908 in Stokes, North Carolina, USA[1].

Adam Livengood son of Christian Livengood and Christina Shoaf[1] was born on 23 Dec 1838 in White Plains, Surry, North Carolina, USA[1]. He died on 26 May 1909 in Stokes, North Carolina, USA[1].

Adam Livengood and Caroline Scott were married on 03 Dec 1856 in Davidson, North Carolina, USA[1]. They had the following children:

i.

Regina Livengood[1] was born on 01 Mar 1858[1]. She died on 22 Jun 1928[1].

ii.

Elijah Livengood[1] was born about 1863[1]. He died on Unknown.

iii.

Jeremiah Franklin Livengood[1] was born on 09 Oct 1869 in North Carolina, USA[1]. He died on 18 Nov 1921[1].

iv.

Martha Frances Livengood[1] was born on 06 Mar 1872 in North Carolina, USA[1]. She married Luther Key on 23 Dec 1890 in Stokes, North Carolina, USA[9]. She died on 15 Oct 1893 in Stokes, North Carolina, USA[1].

v.

William Joseph Livengood[1] was born on 10 Feb 1874 in North Carolina, USA[1]. He died on 01 Dec 1950[1].

vi.

Robert Decatur Livengood[1] was born on 03 Mar 1876 in North Carolina, USA[1]. He died on 25 Jan 1938 in Stokes, North Carolina, USA[1].

7.

Jarmelia Scott-2 (Jarret-1)[1] was born on 14 Sep 1847 in Stokes, North Carolina, USA[1]. She died on 19 Mar 1916 in Salem, Utah, Utah, USA[7].

Notes for Jarmelia Scott:

General Notes:

JARMELIA SCOTT

(A brief sketch of the life of my mother - by Nettie T. Christensen)

http://www.angelfire.com/ut2/dlarsen/manwill/histories/taylor/jarmelia_sco tt.html

 

I should like to make this sketch accurate and complete, for she was a darling mother - yet, there were no written records kept in the Jarrot Scott family, none that we were successful in finding. Therefore, it will be necessary to record the happenings of her childhood and youth through the memories of incidents I have been told by my dear parents. I sincerely hope that as the story of her life unfolds that it will be an inspiration and help to all her posterity. Inasmuch as there were no written records and she could never remember having had a mother, except a stepmother, and didn't remember that she ever had a birthday to celebrate, didn't know the birthdates of all of her brothers and sisters, the record will be incomplete. She was reared on a homestead farm, a long way from schools. Therefore, she had but few weeks of schooling, but filled her niche with the family. We as her own family, always felt that she was near about the same age as father, so we gave her a birthday to celebrate. She was born about September 1843 - 47, the daughter of Jarrot Scott and Permelia Thomas, and given the name of Jarmelia Scott, a combination of her parents' names. She grew and developed into a very pleasing personality. I have given this bit of explanation and will continue the introduction by repeating, through memory, some of the vital conditions surrounding her childhood and youth. Through all our searching - and that has been many years of diligent searching, through hired researchers, and many trips to the genealogical library, together with many letters of inquiry to the counties and nearby counties in which the family lived ,we have never found a trace of the birthplace of mother's parents - Jarrot Scott and Permelia Thomas. We are still putting forth effort in the research, and I still have faith that my family will succeed in finding my ancestry. I am the only living member of my mother's family, but my descendents are interested and are putting forth efforts.

 

After the period of mother's mourning after the death of her father in April of 1862, she became acquainted with my father, Evan Taylor, whose parents were also farmers in the same community. They became friendly, then attached, but then there were no cars, no buggies, no conveniences for travel to call on the girl of his choice, so she must ride a horse or use "Shanks ponies. " Therefore, they didn't get to see each other every day as the youth of today do, but I imagine that father took advantage of choosing his turn to take the grist to the mill, which would likely give him opportunity to see mother and do a little bit of courting. There were no organizations for cultural, educational, or social developments out on the farms. These farmers lived far from those centers of opportunities, and because of long distances, their mode of travel made it difficult to do much except train themselves to be useful, energetic neighbors and prove their worth in times of need. They made their own entertainment by singing and dancing, telling jokes and stories, some of which were the truth and others imaginary. On their farms they kept a good supply of animals, breeded stocks and herds for work and for food supply, etc. Some owned more than others, and some were more thrifty than others, but they were happy in their work. The times were happiest for them when they "carried in the crops", as they called it - Harvest Time. Mother was happy to use her skill, 'With the help of her sisters, to prepare a most delectable dinner that received much praise and satisfaction, a genuine chicken dinner with all the trimmings, topped with their favorite "johnnie cake". Then they danced and sang by the music of a banjo, guitar, or violin. They had a regular "hoe down", their method of tap dancing, and made fun for all. About this time - 1867 - the L. D. S. Church sent the missionaries into the southern and eastern states and they labored among my people. Some of father's relatives became interested and were baptized. Father and mother were married March 31, 1867, and built their home on a tract of land about midway between grandfather James Taylor and Nancy Jane Hiatt Taylor's home, and grandfather Jarrot Scott and Permelia Thomas Scott's home. There they prospered with farm life. The Mormon missionaries began to make calls on my parents and they became interested and studied their Bible and Book of Mormon. Mother was baptized March 15, 1869 at Flat Shoal, Surry Co. , N. C., by Henry Boyle of Payson, Utah. Father was favorable but not quite converted, but they continued their studies of the scriptures and attended their cottage meetings. They were very happy when a group decided to migrate to Utah. Father and mother joined with them and began preparations for the journey. Two daughters were born to them April 7, 1868 and Jan. 5, 1871. They had been deprived of many activities schooling, cultural, educational, etc. while on the farm. Now they thrilled at the fact that they were going to join the saints in Utah and have many privileges they had never known before. They packed their belongings in covered wagons and traveled by team for many miles until they reached the railroad where they placed their belongings on the train and sent the wagons back to Surry Co. with relatives or friends. This was their first experience of traveling by train. They were surely a happy group laughing, joking, telling funny stories, and singing the songs of Zion. They were learning more and more from the missionaries of what to expect in their new locations and environments. My parents arrived in Payson, Utah in April, 1872, and became acquainted with some very good saints and neighbors. They succeeded in finding work on farms and remained there for a year or two. Then a group of relatives and friends moved about four miles to the east to a small settlement called Salem, where the people were friends because of their early training to make friends with all good people. As they joined in with the church in its activities and worship, they were very happy and contented. Father grew less faithful as he discovered the weaknesses of men and he decided he didn't want to be affiliated with a people who preached righteousness and yet made so many mistakes. He even found some returned missionaries who made mistakes. Then he began to criticize the church leaders and he permitted the weaknesses of others to deprive him of the blessings of the church, which made mother's heart very sad and heavy. Yet she continued to remain faithful, true to the trust, and helped in the church wherever she could. Father and mother purchased more land and an adobe house of three rooms and a summer kitchen. They made it a beautiful place in which to live. They planted an orchard and vegetables of all sorts. There was plenty to eat and to give others. As the years went by, four more children were born to them - two boys and two girls - but mother continued faithful and helped in the Relief Society and other organizations and always sang in the choir. Seven years after their migration to Utah, Sister Eliza R. Snow was asked to organize the primaries for the children by the general authorities and to lay the foundations for spirituality, helpfulness, reverence, and lessons that were to aid in their growth in the church, that they may be children of God and ready to hold positions of trust as the church grew and they reached maturity. Sister Snow was sent to the Salem Ward to organize on September 20, 1879. At this organization meeting, mother was sustained as second counselor to Sarah A. Curtis and the first counselor was Johanna Hanks, who also acted as secretary. A year later my oldest sister, Lucy Ann Taylor, was sustained as secretary, although she was only twelve years old. She performed her duties well and in 1884 mother was sustained as president of the primary and Lucy was again sustained as secretary. Mother served well and helped with all the activities and achievements of Relief Society. She was an expert at making quilts, sewing, and helping with needful things for the poor. She also served as a Relief Society Visiting Teacher. When I was about four or five years old, father and mother decided to homestead a quarter-section of land as they felt the need of more work for the family and more money to equip the farm with machinery and necessities. It would take time and a great deal of effort to clear the land of brush and shrubbery and plant crops. Therefore, the menfolks went to the canyon day after day to get logs with which to build a house. They succeeded in getting enough to build a large one-room log house with an attic which we reached from the outside by climbing a ladder. Even though I loved the home we were in, we were soon to leave it for a new adventure. When the house was finished and the stables for the horses, corrals for the cattle, chicken coops for the chickens, etc., were completed, we made ready to move. The farm was about one and a half miles east of the home we were leaving and about two miles from the school and church. It was exciting to even think about living on a big farm where we could plant and grow food of all kinds - anything we wished for ourselves and for the animals. Father and mother sold the present home to Niels Larson. and in the spring of 1885 we said "Good-bye" to the old and "How do you do" to the new. It meant a great many changes in our way of living - eight of us in one large room - but there was still room for our dolls, dishes, and playthings. Mother always arranged for them. She wanted her children to be happy, but she taught us to keep things in their proper places, except as we played "house" and she took time to teach us how to keep the house in order. In a short time another room and a summer kitchen were added also a porch across the front of the house. My two older sisters were married, my youngest brother died of pneumonia and heart trouble, and there was plenty of room for the remaining family members. Father and mother kept things on the go and soon had everything growing - fields of waving grain and lucerne for the hay; all kinds of fruit and produce for food and for sale, and many bushels to give away to those who had none and no money to buy. Our home was a beautiful place in which to live and bring our friends. Mother loved to keep the flowers growing and blossoms were everywhere. Her favorites seemed to be roses and with the addition of the fragrance of the blossoms of the fruit trees and berries, it seemed a haven of rest rather than a place where we must work to keep the "wheels rolling". Father and two of his adjoining neighbors discovered springs of cool, sparkling water in the canyon not far from our house. They cleared them out and through the courts in the country, they filed their rights and thus furnished the water supply for all growing needs as well as for culinary purposes. The harvesting years were all very busy years, yet very happy ones. We children all felt an interest in the home and surroundings because we had helped to make it. There was little time to idle away, as we were always in school during the school season, although it was not expedient that we put so many weeks in school as the plan now calls for. Then there was the cultivating, picking, and marketing of the fruit and produce in the summertime.

 

 

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Notes for Jarmelia Scott:

General Notes:

JARMELIA SCOTT

(A brief sketch of the life of my mother - by Nettie T. Christensen)

http://www.angelfire.com/ut2/dlarsen/manwill/histories/taylor/jarmelia_sco tt.html

 

I should like to make this sketch accurate and complete, for she was a darling mother - yet, there were no written records kept in the Jarrot Scott family, none that we were successful in finding. Therefore, it will be necessary to record the happenings of her childhood and youth through the memories of incidents I have been told by my dear parents. I sincerely hope that as the story of her life unfolds that it will be an inspiration and help to all her posterity. Inasmuch as there were no written records and she could never remember having had a mother, except a stepmother, and didn't remember that she ever had a birthday to celebrate, didn't know the birthdates of all of her brothers and sisters, the record will be incomplete. She was reared on a homestead farm, a long way from schools. Therefore, she had but few weeks of schooling, but filled her niche with the family. We as her own family, always felt that she was near about the same age as father, so we gave her a birthday to celebrate. She was born about September 1843 - 47, the daughter of Jarrot Scott and Permelia Thomas, and given the name of Jarmelia Scott, a combination of her parents' names. She grew and developed into a very pleasing personality. I have given this bit of explanation and will continue the introduction by repeating, through memory, some of the vital conditions surrounding her childhood and youth. Through all our searching - and that has been many years of diligent searching, through hired researchers, and many trips to the genealogical library, together with many letters of inquiry to the counties and nearby counties in which the family lived ,we have never found a trace of the birthplace of mother's parents - Jarrot Scott and Permelia Thomas. We are still putting forth effort in the research, and I still have faith that my family will succeed in finding my ancestry. I am the only living member of my mother's family, but my descendents are interested and are putting forth efforts.

 

After the period of mother's mourning after the death of her father in April of 1862, she became acquainted with my father, Evan Taylor, whose parents were also farmers in the same community. They became friendly, then attached, but then there were no cars, no buggies, no conveniences for travel to call on the girl of his choice, so she must ride a horse or use "Shanks ponies. " Therefore, they didn't get to see each other every day as the youth of today do, but I imagine that father took advantage of choosing his turn to take the grist to the mill, which would likely give him opportunity to see mother and do a little bit of courting. There were no organizations for cultural, educational, or social developments out on the farms. These farmers lived far from those centers of opportunities, and because of long distances, their mode of travel made it difficult to do much except train themselves to be useful, energetic neighbors and prove their worth in times of need. They made their own entertainment by singing and dancing, telling jokes and stories, some of which were the truth and others imaginary. On their farms they kept a good supply of animals, breeded stocks and herds for work and for food supply, etc. Some owned more than others, and some were more thrifty than others, but they were happy in their work. The times were happiest for them when they "carried in the crops", as they called it - Harvest Time. Mother was happy to use her skill, 'With the help of her sisters, to prepare a most delectable dinner that received much praise and satisfaction, a genuine chicken dinner with all the trimmings, topped with their favorite "johnnie cake". Then they danced and sang by the music of a banjo, guitar, or violin. They had a regular "hoe down", their method of tap dancing, and made fun for all. About this time - 1867 - the L. D. S. Church sent the missionaries into the southern and eastern states and they labored among my people. Some of father's relatives became interested and were baptized. Father and mother were married March 31, 1867, and built their home on a tract of land about midway between grandfather James Taylor and Nancy Jane Hiatt Taylor's home, and grandfather Jarrot Scott and Permelia Thomas Scott's home. There they prospered with farm life. The Mormon missionaries began to make calls on my parents and they became interested and studied their Bible and Book of Mormon. Mother was baptized March 15, 1869 at Flat Shoal, Surry Co. , N. C., by Henry Boyle of Payson, Utah. Father was favorable but not quite converted, but they continued their studies of the scriptures and attended their cottage meetings. They were very happy when a group decided to migrate to Utah. Father and mother joined with them and began preparations for the journey. Two daughters were born to them April 7, 1868 and Jan. 5, 1871. They had been deprived of many activities schooling, cultural, educational, etc. while on the farm. Now they thrilled at the fact that they were going to join the saints in Utah and have many privileges they had never known before. They packed their belongings in covered wagons and traveled by team for many miles until they reached the railroad where they placed their belongings on the train and sent the wagons back to Surry Co. with relatives or friends. This was their first experience of traveling by train. They were surely a happy group laughing, joking, telling funny stories, and singing the songs of Zion. They were learning more and more from the missionaries of what to expect in their new locations and environments. My parents arrived in Payson, Utah in April, 1872, and became acquainted with some very good saints and neighbors. They succeeded in finding work on farms and remained there for a year or two. Then a group of relatives and friends moved about four miles to the east to a small settlement called Salem, where the people were friends because of their early training to make friends with all good people. As they joined in with the church in its activities and worship, they were very happy and contented. Father grew less faithful as he discovered the weaknesses of men and he decided he didn't want to be affiliated with a people who preached righteousness and yet made so many mistakes. He even found some returned missionaries who made mistakes. Then he began to criticize the church leaders and he permitted the weaknesses of others to deprive him of the blessings of the church, which made mother's heart very sad and heavy. Yet she continued to remain faithful, true to the trust, and helped in the church wherever she could. Father and mother purchased more land and an adobe house of three rooms and a summer kitchen. They made it a beautiful place in which to live. They planted an orchard and vegetables of all sorts. There was plenty to eat and to give others. As the years went by, four more children were born to them - two boys and two girls - but mother continued faithful and helped in the Relief Society and other organizations and always sang in the choir. Seven years after their migration to Utah, Sister Eliza R. Snow was asked to organize the primaries for the children by the general authorities and to lay the foundations for spirituality, helpfulness, reverence, and lessons that were to aid in their growth in the church, that they may be children of God and ready to hold positions of trust as the church grew and they reached maturity. Sister Snow was sent to the Salem Ward to organize on September 20, 1879. At this organization meeting, mother was sustained as second counselor to Sarah A. Curtis and the first counselor was Johanna Hanks, who also acted as secretary. A year later my oldest sister, Lucy Ann Taylor, was sustained as secretary, although she was only twelve years old. She performed her duties well and in 1884 mother was sustained as president of the primary and Lucy was again sustained as secretary. Mother served well and helped with all the activities and achievements of Relief Society. She was an expert at making quilts, sewing, and helping with needful things for the poor. She also served as a Relief Society Visiting Teacher. When I was about four or five years old, father and mother decided to homestead a quarter-section of land as they felt the need of more work for the family and more money to equip the farm with machinery and necessities. It would take time and a great deal of effort to clear the land of brush and shrubbery and plant crops. Therefore, the menfolks went to the canyon day after day to get logs with which to build a house. They succeeded in getting enough to build a large one-room log house with an attic which we reached from the outside by climbing a ladder. Even though I loved the home we were in, we were soon to leave it for a new adventure. When the house was finished and the stables for the horses, corrals for the cattle, chicken coops for the chickens, etc., were completed, we made ready to move. The farm was about one and a half miles east of the home we were leaving and about two miles from the school and church. It was exciting to even think about living on a big farm where we could plant and grow food of all kinds - anything we wished for ourselves and for the animals. Father and mother sold the present home to Niels Larson. and in the spring of 1885 we said "Good-bye" to the old and "How do you do" to the new. It meant a great many changes in our way of living - eight of us in one large room - but there was still room for our dolls, dishes, and playthings. Mother always arranged for them. She wanted her children to be happy, but she taught us to keep things in their proper places, except as we played "house" and she took time to teach us how to keep the house in order. In a short time another room and a summer kitchen were added also a porch across the front of the house. My two older sisters were married, my youngest brother died of pneumonia and heart trouble, and there was plenty of room for the remaining family members. Father and mother kept things on the go and soon had everything growing - fields of waving grain and lucerne for the hay; all kinds of fruit and produce for food and for sale, and many bushels to give away to those who had none and no money to buy. Our home was a beautiful place in which to live and bring our friends. Mother loved to keep the flowers growing and blossoms were everywhere. Her favorites seemed to be roses and with the addition of the fragrance of the blossoms of the fruit trees and berries, it seemed a haven of rest rather than a place where we must work to keep the "wheels rolling". Father and two of his adjoining neighbors discovered springs of cool, sparkling water in the canyon not far from our house. They cleared them out and through the courts in the country, they filed their rights and thus furnished the water supply for all growing needs as well as for culinary purposes. The harvesting years were all very busy years, yet very happy ones. We children all felt an interest in the home and surroundings because we had helped to make it. There was little time to idle away, as we were always in school during the school season, although it was not expedient that we put so many weeks in school as the plan now calls for. Then there was the cultivating, picking, and marketing of the fruit and produce in the summertime.

 

 

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Descendants of Jarret Scott
Generation 2 (con't)

Notes for Jarmelia Scott:

General Notes:

JARMELIA SCOTT

(A brief sketch of the life of my mother - by Nettie T. Christensen)

http://www.angelfire.com/ut2/dlarsen/manwill/histories/taylor/jarmelia_sco tt.html

 

I should like to make this sketch accurate and complete, for she was a darling mother - yet, there were no written records kept in the Jarrot Scott family, none that we were successful in finding. Therefore, it will be necessary to record the happenings of her childhood and youth through the memories of incidents I have been told by my dear parents. I sincerely hope that as the story of her life unfolds that it will be an inspiration and help to all her posterity. Inasmuch as there were no written records and she could never remember having had a mother, except a stepmother, and didn't remember that she ever had a birthday to celebrate, didn't know the birthdates of all of her brothers and sisters, the record will be incomplete. She was reared on a homestead farm, a long way from schools. Therefore, she had but few weeks of schooling, but filled her niche with the family. We as her own family, always felt that she was near about the same age as father, so we gave her a birthday to celebrate. She was born about September 1843 - 47, the daughter of Jarrot Scott and Permelia Thomas, and given the name of Jarmelia Scott, a combination of her parents' names. She grew and developed into a very pleasing personality. I have given this bit of explanation and will continue the introduction by repeating, through memory, some of the vital conditions surrounding her childhood and youth. Through all our searching - and that has been many years of diligent searching, through hired researchers, and many trips to the genealogical library, together with many letters of inquiry to the counties and nearby counties in which the family lived ,we have never found a trace of the birthplace of mother's parents - Jarrot Scott and Permelia Thomas. We are still putting forth effort in the research, and I still have faith that my family will succeed in finding my ancestry. I am the only living member of my mother's family, but my descendents are interested and are putting forth efforts.

 

After the period of mother's mourning after the death of her father in April of 1862, she became acquainted with my father, Evan Taylor, whose parents were also farmers in the same community. They became friendly, then attached, but then there were no cars, no buggies, no conveniences for travel to call on the girl of his choice, so she must ride a horse or use "Shanks ponies. " Therefore, they didn't get to see each other every day as the youth of today do, but I imagine that father took advantage of choosing his turn to take the grist to the mill, which would likely give him opportunity to see mother and do a little bit of courting. There were no organizations for cultural, educational, or social developments out on the farms. These farmers lived far from those centers of opportunities, and because of long distances, their mode of travel made it difficult to do much except train themselves to be useful, energetic neighbors and prove their worth in times of need. They made their own entertainment by singing and dancing, telling jokes and stories, some of which were the truth and others imaginary. On their farms they kept a good supply of animals, breeded stocks and herds for work and for food supply, etc. Some owned more than others, and some were more thrifty than others, but they were happy in their work. The times were happiest for them when they "carried in the crops", as they called it - Harvest Time. Mother was happy to use her skill, 'With the help of her sisters, to prepare a most delectable dinner that received much praise and satisfaction, a genuine chicken dinner with all the trimmings, topped with their favorite "johnnie cake". Then they danced and sang by the music of a banjo, guitar, or violin. They had a regular "hoe down", their method of tap dancing, and made fun for all. About this time - 1867 - the L. D. S. Church sent the missionaries into the southern and eastern states and they labored among my people. Some of father's relatives became interested and were baptized. Father and mother were married March 31, 1867, and built their home on a tract of land about midway between grandfather James Taylor and Nancy Jane Hiatt Taylor's home, and grandfather Jarrot Scott and Permelia Thomas Scott's home. There they prospered with farm life. The Mormon missionaries began to make calls on my parents and they became interested and studied their Bible and Book of Mormon. Mother was baptized March 15, 1869 at Flat Shoal, Surry Co. , N. C., by Henry Boyle of Payson, Utah. Father was favorable but not quite converted, but they continued their studies of the scriptures and attended their cottage meetings. They were very happy when a group decided to migrate to Utah. Father and mother joined with them and began preparations for the journey. Two daughters were born to them April 7, 1868 and Jan. 5, 1871. They had been deprived of many activities schooling, cultural, educational, etc. while on the farm. Now they thrilled at the fact that they were going to join the saints in Utah and have many privileges they had never known before. They packed their belongings in covered wagons and traveled by team for many miles until they reached the railroad where they placed their belongings on the train and sent the wagons back to Surry Co. with relatives or friends. This was their first experience of traveling by train. They were surely a happy group laughing, joking, telling funny stories, and singing the songs of Zion. They were learning more and more from the missionaries of what to expect in their new locations and environments. My parents arrived in Payson, Utah in April, 1872, and became acquainted with some very good saints and neighbors. They succeeded in finding work on farms and remained there for a year or two. Then a group of relatives and friends moved about four miles to the east to a small settlement called Salem, where the people were friends because of their early training to make friends with all good people. As they joined in with the church in its activities and worship, they were very happy and contented. Father grew less faithful as he discovered the weaknesses of men and he decided he didn't want to be affiliated with a people who preached righteousness and yet made so many mistakes. He even found some returned missionaries who made mistakes. Then he began to criticize the church leaders and he permitted the weaknesses of others to deprive him of the blessings of the church, which made mother's heart very sad and heavy. Yet she continued to remain faithful, true to the trust, and helped in the church wherever she could. Father and mother purchased more land and an adobe house of three rooms and a summer kitchen. They made it a beautiful place in which to live. They planted an orchard and vegetables of all sorts. There was plenty to eat and to give others. As the years went by, four more children were born to them - two boys and two girls - but mother continued faithful and helped in the Relief Society and other organizations and always sang in the choir. Seven years after their migration to Utah, Sister Eliza R. Snow was asked to organize the primaries for the children by the general authorities and to lay the foundations for spirituality, helpfulness, reverence, and lessons that were to aid in their growth in the church, that they may be children of God and ready to hold positions of trust as the church grew and they reached maturity. Sister Snow was sent to the Salem Ward to organize on September 20, 1879. At this organization meeting, mother was sustained as second counselor to Sarah A. Curtis and the first counselor was Johanna Hanks, who also acted as secretary. A year later my oldest sister, Lucy Ann Taylor, was sustained as secretary, although she was only twelve years old. She performed her duties well and in 1884 mother was sustained as president of the primary and Lucy was again sustained as secretary. Mother served well and helped with all the activities and achievements of Relief Society. She was an expert at making quilts, sewing, and helping with needful things for the poor. She also served as a Relief Society Visiting Teacher. When I was about four or five years old, father and mother decided to homestead a quarter-section of land as they felt the need of more work for the family and more money to equip the farm with machinery and necessities. It would take time and a great deal of effort to clear the land of brush and shrubbery and plant crops. Therefore, the menfolks went to the canyon day after day to get logs with which to build a house. They succeeded in getting enough to build a large one-room log house with an attic which we reached from the outside by climbing a ladder. Even though I loved the home we were in, we were soon to leave it for a new adventure. When the house was finished and the stables for the horses, corrals for the cattle, chicken coops for the chickens, etc., were completed, we made ready to move. The farm was about one and a half miles east of the home we were leaving and about two miles from the school and church. It was exciting to even think about living on a big farm where we could plant and grow food of all kinds - anything we wished for ourselves and for the animals. Father and mother sold the present home to Niels Larson. and in the spring of 1885 we said "Good-bye" to the old and "How do you do" to the new. It meant a great many changes in our way of living - eight of us in one large room - but there was still room for our dolls, dishes, and playthings. Mother always arranged for them. She wanted her children to be happy, but she taught us to keep things in their proper places, except as we played "house" and she took time to teach us how to keep the house in order. In a short time another room and a summer kitchen were added also a porch across the front of the house. My two older sisters were married, my youngest brother died of pneumonia and heart trouble, and there was plenty of room for the remaining family members. Father and mother kept things on the go and soon had everything growing - fields of waving grain and lucerne for the hay; all kinds of fruit and produce for food and for sale, and many bushels to give away to those who had none and no money to buy. Our home was a beautiful place in which to live and bring our friends. Mother loved to keep the flowers growing and blossoms were everywhere. Her favorites seemed to be roses and with the addition of the fragrance of the blossoms of the fruit trees and berries, it seemed a haven of rest rather than a place where we must work to keep the "wheels rolling". Father and two of his adjoining neighbors discovered springs of cool, sparkling water in the canyon not far from our house. They cleared them out and through the courts in the country, they filed their rights and thus furnished the water supply for all growing needs as well as for culinary purposes. The harvesting years were all very busy years, yet very happy ones. We children all felt an interest in the home and surroundings because we had helped to make it. There was little time to idle away, as we were always in school during the school season, although it was not expedient that we put so many weeks in school as the plan now calls for. Then there was the cultivating, picking, and marketing of the fruit and produce in the summertime.

 

 

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Descendants of Jarret Scott
Generation 2 (con't)

Evan Taylor son of James A. Taylor and Nancy Jane Hiatt[6, 7] was born on 25 Oct 1845 in Stokes, North Carolina, USA[6]. He died on 17 Apr 1925 in Payson, Utah, Utah, USA[21].

Notes for Evan Taylor:

General Notes:

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Copied for the original bond as filed in office of the Register of Deeds for SurryNorth Carolina

 

State of North Carolina, Surry County

 

To any Ministers of the Gospel having the Cure of souls, of whatever denomination or to any Justice of the Peace for said County. You or any of you are hereby licensed and authorized to celebrate and solemnize the rites of martimony betweeen Evan Taylor and Jamels Scot and join them together as man and wife. Witness H. C. Hampton Clerk of Surry County Court as the office - March 27, 1867. H. C. Hampton C.C.C.

 

Mr. Airy,North Carolina March 31, 1867

 

I solemnized the rites of matrimony between the within parties this day and joined them together as man and wife. Elisha Banner, J.P.

 

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TAYLOR FAMILY http://www.angelfire.com/ut2/dlarsen/manwill/histories/taylor/evan_taylor. html

The information on this Taylor Family line was received from Phebe Taylor Kapple who received it from Rose Hiatt Tervort, Payson, Utah Co., UTah. The family dates back to the 10th century, coming from Normandy with William the Conqueror. The descendants today in England being the Earl of Pennington. Your American progenitor, James Taylor, born in 1615 at Carlisle, England, twenty miles from the Pennington Manor, was the youngest son of the Earl of Pennington, another member of the family becoming the Lord of Hare Castle. On the female side was Martha Thompson, the grandaughter of Sir Roger Thompson, who was secretary of the Virginia Colony under Cromwell. This Martha Thompson and James Taylor the 2nd were progenitors of five presidents of the United States, namely, - Madison. Taylor, Wm. H. Harrison, Benjamin Harrison, and Tyler. Your ancestor who served in the war of 1776 was Joseph Taylor, born 1751 in Virginia but moved to North Carolina before the war began. He enlisted in 1776. The family was prominent -- one of the most noted in Virginia in Ante Bellum days -- later family members intermarried with the first families of Virginia. Some were leaders in the Revolution, most prominent ones from Virginia, Kentucky, Alabama, Tennessee, North and South Carolina. Shelton Town is a suburb of Mount Airy, eight or ten miles to the east. The burial plot referred to on the Scott homestead is nestled among the pines and trees about a half a mile from the old home or house where my mother Jarmelia Scott grew up. Buried in this plot are grandfather Jarrot Scott and his two wives Permelia Thomas and Sarah Evans; also some sons and daughters, whose names we could not read as the markers were chiseled from red sandstone and storms over the years had washed away all the markings. We could not have known who they were except for the wife of grandfather's youngest son Jarrot. Arminda' Hiatt Scott, the only living rnember of the family who could identify them. We were grateful for her help. She has since passed on. The Taylor burial plot is located on the old Taylor farm, a few hundred yards from the house, however, the old home was replaced by a new one -- probably fifty years old when we were there. In this cemetary were family members for several generations back, and the markers or tombstones were in fairly good condition, however, graves and markers were almost hidden by weeds. This information is authentic because I made the trip myself back to all places of interest in 1935, and found first-hand information. Nettie T. Christensen

 

EVAN TAYLOR

In writing the story of my father's life, my source of information will be the family records and my own memory - Nettie T. Christensen. My father, Evan Taylor, was born October 25, 1845 at Mount Airy, Surry Co. , North Carolina. He was the seventh child of a family of eleven children whose parents were James Taylor and Nancy Hiatt. Two years ago when I made a trip to North Carolina in search of genealogies, I was privileged to go to the old Taylor homestead where my father was born, and although the house had been removed, I was thrilled to stand on the spot and view the landscape. The old apple and cherry trees which stood behind the house are still standing, and they surely look to be nearly the hundred years that they are. The farm is nestled in and around large clusters of pine and quaking asp trees. It was here that my father learned to work, the usual farm work - caring for animals, plowing, sowing, and reaping. The chief crop was tobacco. The farms were small and it was necessary for those who owned them to plant the crops that produced the most money in order to have enough to provide for the family. Even though he was in this environment, he didn't form the habit of using tobacco. I was always proud of him for that. The farmland was all on rolling hills and in small valleys. In all the years that have passed since my father left there, the trees and shrubbery have not been removed from more than half the land. There are many beautiful hillsides and streams of water in the valleys. I imagine my father with his friends spent many happy hours together when they were not working. Father had a cheerful disposition but a quick temper if things provoked him, and even with that he was soon laughing and joking again. He had lots of friends. I have heard him and mother tell about the young folks in the neighborhood getting together at someone's home and spend the time singing and dancing - not to the music of someone's orchestra, but to a violin or banjo or guitar, and that was the music. Sometimes they would get together at a "husking bee" after the crops were "carried in" as they called it. The crowds would husk all the corn and put it in large bins ready to take to the grist mill, where it would be ground into corn meal to make bread. There was very little wheat raised, so corn bread was the staff of life. They used to have happy times at the "husking bees" at the close of which they would all be served with chicken dinner and "johnniecake". Father's schooling was the winter months of two or three years. Even though the time in the school room was short, he learned to read well; also write and figure well enough to take care of his business and financial affairs. When the Civil War broke out, father was not old enough to go as he was fifteen; neither did he want to go. He always had a desire for peace, and because his home was in the South, he would have had to fight for the thing he was opposed to. He didn't think it was right to have slaves. Near the close of the war, however, he was drafted into service. He went with a heavy heart, but fortunately the last battle was fought just before he reached the firing lines. We couldn't ever think of him as one who would shirk his duty, but rather as one who was willing to serve, even against his honest convictions. I should like to have been there when the courting days were on. There were no cars to take the girls out for a ride, no places for amusement except as I've mentioned. It was even before the horse and buggy days, so a young man had to walk or ride a horse when he went to call on his girl friend. My father lived about three or four miles from where my mother lived at the time he was courting her. I fancy I see him now, in his best homespun clothes (all the cloth that they used in those days was made by the mothers and sisters of the family). Sometimes he took a shortcut through the fields to make a call on the sweetest girl in all the world, who was all dressed up in a dress she had made herself from wool that was taken from her father's sheep, and washed and carded and spun by the use of the old family spinning wheel into fine thread and dyed and woven into a beautiful piece of cloth. Father enjoyed calling at the Scott home. The evening was usually spent with the family in friendly conversation and in "spinning a few yarns. " There was not much opportunity to be alone with the girl of his choice, except to and from husking bees or to and from dances. Sometimes they found an excuse to go to the pond for water, as there must always be fresh water in the house at nights. One evening it happened this way - they found themselves out in the open. What a beautiful night ! The full moon just peeping over the mountains, or hill, which was about three hundred yards away. The house stood on a small hill opposite. They followed the path down the hill to the creek, which they called Rutlege Creek, crossed the sparkling stream and a few yards beyond they were at the spring. I fancy they stopped on the bridge and watched the moon as it danced about in the waters, the love call in the whistle in the leaves of the swaying trees, the love call in the answer of the chirping cricket to his mate. I even fancy he took the advantage of the opportunity and stole a kiss. When they returned to the house, they announced their engagement. The next few months were busy ones in preparation of their approaching marriage. Father was always anxious to take the grist to the mill because it gave him another opportunity to see mother, as her father, Jarrot Scott, owned the mill which was just a few hundred yards from the house. They were married March 31, 1867, at Dobson, Surry County, North Carolina. They built their home on a tract of land about half way between grandfather Taylor's home and grandfather Scott's home, and there they prospered. About that time or a little later, the Mormon missionaries contacted them, and they became very much interested in religion and studied the scriptures day after day. On March 15, 1869, my mother was baptized into the church at Mount Airy by Henry Boyle, a missionary, but father was not fully converted. Two children, Lucy Ann and Minerva Adaline, were born to them in North Carolina. Then in April, 1872 they immigrated with a company of saints called the Henry Boyle company to Payson, Utah. They lived there only a short time; then they moved to Salem, Utah, about four miles away. Father rented land, engaged in farming, and was soon able to buy a small farm and home of his own. Two sons, Walter Evan and John Wesley, were born. I, Nettie, was the fifth child and 2 1/2 years later a baby sister was born - Adar May. As the boys grew older, father felt that he should have more land so that the boys could be kept busy. He homesteaded a quarter-section of land 1 1/2 miles east of Salem. He and the boys went to the canyon day after day and hauled logs to build the house and stables and fences. He and his brother, Uriah H. Taylor, and a neighbor, Robert H. Davis, discovered a group of springs in the mountains nearby. They made improvements and filed rights on them. This furnished water for irrigation and culinary purposes. Father prospered as a farmer and a gardener. He planted large fruit orchards and soon had luscious fruit of all kinds on the market. We all helped to make the home. John Wesley died when he was thirteen. A few years later, after my two oldest sisters and my brother Walter were married, father built a five-room brick house, so we had plenty of room when they all came home with their families. When father and mother reached Utah, father had expected to be baptized into the church, but when he saw the weaknesses in people, he seemed to forget his desire for religious principles, and so he permitted the weaknesses of people to deprive him of the blessings; consequently he grew farther and farther away from the church. But he was an honest man in every sense of the word, a well-respected citizen, a good neighbor, and a good provider. He was very hospitable, doing acts of kindness to many of his friends and neighbors, and even the "stranger within the gates. " He enjoyed talking politics, always a Republican, sometimes radical in his views. He had little civic pride or community spirit, but on election day he was at the polls early and late. Sometimes acting as one of the officials and unhappy when the opposite party received majority votes. In the year 1913, he and mother sold the home and farm and moved into the town of Salem, a few blocks north of the home where I spent my earliest childhood. There they lived and enjoyed life until 1916, when mother died. My oldest sister Lucy Ann, who was then a widow, moved into the home and took care of father. After two or three years, father bought a home in Payson and he and Lucy moved there. In 1924 he married Fanny Griggs. It was on April 17, 1925, that father died of pneumonia at his home - just six months before he reached his 80th birthday.

 

 

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Descendants of Jarret Scott
Generation 2 (con't)

Notes for Evan Taylor:

General Notes:

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Copied for the original bond as filed in office of the Register of Deeds for SurryNorth Carolina

 

State of North Carolina, Surry County

 

To any Ministers of the Gospel having the Cure of souls, of whatever denomination or to any Justice of the Peace for said County. You or any of you are hereby licensed and authorized to celebrate and solemnize the rites of martimony betweeen Evan Taylor and Jamels Scot and join them together as man and wife. Witness H. C. Hampton Clerk of Surry County Court as the office - March 27, 1867. H. C. Hampton C.C.C.

 

Mr. Airy,North Carolina March 31, 1867

 

I solemnized the rites of matrimony between the within parties this day and joined them together as man and wife. Elisha Banner, J.P.

 

..................

TAYLOR FAMILY http://www.angelfire.com/ut2/dlarsen/manwill/histories/taylor/evan_taylor. html

The information on this Taylor Family line was received from Phebe Taylor Kapple who received it from Rose Hiatt Tervort, Payson, Utah Co., UTah. The family dates back to the 10th century, coming from Normandy with William the Conqueror. The descendants today in England being the Earl of Pennington. Your American progenitor, James Taylor, born in 1615 at Carlisle, England, twenty miles from the Pennington Manor, was the youngest son of the Earl of Pennington, another member of the family becoming the Lord of Hare Castle. On the female side was Martha Thompson, the grandaughter of Sir Roger Thompson, who was secretary of the Virginia Colony under Cromwell. This Martha Thompson and James Taylor the 2nd were progenitors of five presidents of the United States, namely, - Madison. Taylor, Wm. H. Harrison, Benjamin Harrison, and Tyler. Your ancestor who served in the war of 1776 was Joseph Taylor, born 1751 in Virginia but moved to North Carolina before the war began. He enlisted in 1776. The family was prominent -- one of the most noted in Virginia in Ante Bellum days -- later family members intermarried with the first families of Virginia. Some were leaders in the Revolution, most prominent ones from Virginia, Kentucky, Alabama, Tennessee, North and South Carolina. Shelton Town is a suburb of Mount Airy, eight or ten miles to the east. The burial plot referred to on the Scott homestead is nestled among the pines and trees about a half a mile from the old home or house where my mother Jarmelia Scott grew up. Buried in this plot are grandfather Jarrot Scott and his two wives Permelia Thomas and Sarah Evans; also some sons and daughters, whose names we could not read as the markers were chiseled from red sandstone and storms over the years had washed away all the markings. We could not have known who they were except for the wife of grandfather's youngest son Jarrot. Arminda' Hiatt Scott, the only living rnember of the family who could identify them. We were grateful for her help. She has since passed on. The Taylor burial plot is located on the old Taylor farm, a few hundred yards from the house, however, the old home was replaced by a new one -- probably fifty years old when we were there. In this cemetary were family members for several generations back, and the markers or tombstones were in fairly good condition, however, graves and markers were almost hidden by weeds. This information is authentic because I made the trip myself back to all places of interest in 1935, and found first-hand information. Nettie T. Christensen

 

EVAN TAYLOR

In writing the story of my father's life, my source of information will be the family records and my own memory - Nettie T. Christensen. My father, Evan Taylor, was born October 25, 1845 at Mount Airy, Surry Co. , North Carolina. He was the seventh child of a family of eleven children whose parents were James Taylor and Nancy Hiatt. Two years ago when I made a trip to North Carolina in search of genealogies, I was privileged to go to the old Taylor homestead where my father was born, and although the house had been removed, I was thrilled to stand on the spot and view the landscape. The old apple and cherry trees which stood behind the house are still standing, and they surely look to be nearly the hundred years that they are. The farm is nestled in and around large clusters of pine and quaking asp trees. It was here that my father learned to work, the usual farm work - caring for animals, plowing, sowing, and reaping. The chief crop was tobacco. The farms were small and it was necessary for those who owned them to plant the crops that produced the most money in order to have enough to provide for the family. Even though he was in this environment, he didn't form the habit of using tobacco. I was always proud of him for that. The farmland was all on rolling hills and in small valleys. In all the years that have passed since my father left there, the trees and shrubbery have not been removed from more than half the land. There are many beautiful hillsides and streams of water in the valleys. I imagine my father with his friends spent many happy hours together when they were not working. Father had a cheerful disposition but a quick temper if things provoked him, and even with that he was soon laughing and joking again. He had lots of friends. I have heard him and mother tell about the young folks in the neighborhood getting together at someone's home and spend the time singing and dancing - not to the music of someone's orchestra, but to a violin or banjo or guitar, and that was the music. Sometimes they would get together at a "husking bee" after the crops were "carried in" as they called it. The crowds would husk all the corn and put it in large bins ready to take to the grist mill, where it would be ground into corn meal to make bread. There was very little wheat raised, so corn bread was the staff of life. They used to have happy times at the "husking bees" at the close of which they would all be served with chicken dinner and "johnniecake". Father's schooling was the winter months of two or three years. Even though the time in the school room was short, he learned to read well; also write and figure well enough to take care of his business and financial affairs. When the Civil War broke out, father was not old enough to go as he was fifteen; neither did he want to go. He always had a desire for peace, and because his home was in the South, he would have had to fight for the thing he was opposed to. He didn't think it was right to have slaves. Near the close of the war, however, he was drafted into service. He went with a heavy heart, but fortunately the last battle was fought just before he reached the firing lines. We couldn't ever think of him as one who would shirk his duty, but rather as one who was willing to serve, even against his honest convictions. I should like to have been there when the courting days were on. There were no cars to take the girls out for a ride, no places for amusement except as I've mentioned. It was even before the horse and buggy days, so a young man had to walk or ride a horse when he went to call on his girl friend. My father lived about three or four miles from where my mother lived at the time he was courting her. I fancy I see him now, in his best homespun clothes (all the cloth that they used in those days was made by the mothers and sisters of the family). Sometimes he took a shortcut through the fields to make a call on the sweetest girl in all the world, who was all dressed up in a dress she had made herself from wool that was taken from her father's sheep, and washed and carded and spun by the use of the old family spinning wheel into fine thread and dyed and woven into a beautiful piece of cloth. Father enjoyed calling at the Scott home. The evening was usually spent with the family in friendly conversation and in "spinning a few yarns. " There was not much opportunity to be alone with the girl of his choice, except to and from husking bees or to and from dances. Sometimes they found an excuse to go to the pond for water, as there must always be fresh water in the house at nights. One evening it happened this way - they found themselves out in the open. What a beautiful night ! The full moon just peeping over the mountains, or hill, which was about three hundred yards away. The house stood on a small hill opposite. They followed the path down the hill to the creek, which they called Rutlege Creek, crossed the sparkling stream and a few yards beyond they were at the spring. I fancy they stopped on the bridge and watched the moon as it danced about in the waters, the love call in the whistle in the leaves of the swaying trees, the love call in the answer of the chirping cricket to his mate. I even fancy he took the advantage of the opportunity and stole a kiss. When they returned to the house, they announced their engagement. The next few months were busy ones in preparation of their approaching marriage. Father was always anxious to take the grist to the mill because it gave him another opportunity to see mother, as her father, Jarrot Scott, owned the mill which was just a few hundred yards from the house. They were married March 31, 1867, at Dobson, Surry County, North Carolina. They built their home on a tract of land about half way between grandfather Taylor's home and grandfather Scott's home, and there they prospered. About that time or a little later, the Mormon missionaries contacted them, and they became very much interested in religion and studied the scriptures day after day. On March 15, 1869, my mother was baptized into the church at Mount Airy by Henry Boyle, a missionary, but father was not fully converted. Two children, Lucy Ann and Minerva Adaline, were born to them in North Carolina. Then in April, 1872 they immigrated with a company of saints called the Henry Boyle company to Payson, Utah. They lived there only a short time; then they moved to Salem, Utah, about four miles away. Father rented land, engaged in farming, and was soon able to buy a small farm and home of his own. Two sons, Walter Evan and John Wesley, were born. I, Nettie, was the fifth child and 2 1/2 years later a baby sister was born - Adar May. As the boys grew older, father felt that he should have more land so that the boys could be kept busy. He homesteaded a quarter-section of land 1 1/2 miles east of Salem. He and the boys went to the canyon day after day and hauled logs to build the house and stables and fences. He and his brother, Uriah H. Taylor, and a neighbor, Robert H. Davis, discovered a group of springs in the mountains nearby. They made improvements and filed rights on them. This furnished water for irrigation and culinary purposes. Father prospered as a farmer and a gardener. He planted large fruit orchards and soon had luscious fruit of all kinds on the market. We all helped to make the home. John Wesley died when he was thirteen. A few years later, after my two oldest sisters and my brother Walter were married, father built a five-room brick house, so we had plenty of room when they all came home with their families. When father and mother reached Utah, father had expected to be baptized into the church, but when he saw the weaknesses in people, he seemed to forget his desire for religious principles, and so he permitted the weaknesses of people to deprive him of the blessings; consequently he grew farther and farther away from the church. But he was an honest man in every sense of the word, a well-respected citizen, a good neighbor, and a good provider. He was very hospitable, doing acts of kindness to many of his friends and neighbors, and even the "stranger within the gates. " He enjoyed talking politics, always a Republican, sometimes radical in his views. He had little civic pride or community spirit, but on election day he was at the polls early and late. Sometimes acting as one of the officials and unhappy when the opposite party received majority votes. In the year 1913, he and mother sold the home and farm and moved into the town of Salem, a few blocks north of the home where I spent my earliest childhood. There they lived and enjoyed life until 1916, when mother died. My oldest sister Lucy Ann, who was then a widow, moved into the home and took care of father. After two or three years, father bought a home in Payson and he and Lucy moved there. In 1924 he married Fanny Griggs. It was on April 17, 1925, that father died of pneumonia at his home - just six months before he reached his 80th birthday.

 

 

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Notes for Evan Taylor:

General Notes:

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Copied for the original bond as filed in office of the Register of Deeds for SurryNorth Carolina

 

State of North Carolina, Surry County

 

To any Ministers of the Gospel having the Cure of souls, of whatever denomination or to any Justice of the Peace for said County. You or any of you are hereby licensed and authorized to celebrate and solemnize the rites of martimony betweeen Evan Taylor and Jamels Scot and join them together as man and wife. Witness H. C. Hampton Clerk of Surry County Court as the office - March 27, 1867. H. C. Hampton C.C.C.

 

Mr. Airy,North Carolina March 31, 1867

 

I solemnized the rites of matrimony between the within parties this day and joined them together as man and wife. Elisha Banner, J.P.

 

..................

TAYLOR FAMILY http://www.angelfire.com/ut2/dlarsen/manwill/histories/taylor/evan_taylor. html

The information on this Taylor Family line was received from Phebe Taylor Kapple who received it from Rose Hiatt Tervort, Payson, Utah Co., UTah. The family dates back to the 10th century, coming from Normandy with William the Conqueror. The descendants today in England being the Earl of Pennington. Your American progenitor, James Taylor, born in 1615 at Carlisle, England, twenty miles from the Pennington Manor, was the youngest son of the Earl of Pennington, another member of the family becoming the Lord of Hare Castle. On the female side was Martha Thompson, the grandaughter of Sir Roger Thompson, who was secretary of the Virginia Colony under Cromwell. This Martha Thompson and James Taylor the 2nd were progenitors of five presidents of the United States, namely, - Madison. Taylor, Wm. H. Harrison, Benjamin Harrison, and Tyler. Your ancestor who served in the war of 1776 was Joseph Taylor, born 1751 in Virginia but moved to North Carolina before the war began. He enlisted in 1776. The family was prominent -- one of the most noted in Virginia in Ante Bellum days -- later family members intermarried with the first families of Virginia. Some were leaders in the Revolution, most prominent ones from Virginia, Kentucky, Alabama, Tennessee, North and South Carolina. Shelton Town is a suburb of Mount Airy, eight or ten miles to the east. The burial plot referred to on the Scott homestead is nestled among the pines and trees about a half a mile from the old home or house where my mother Jarmelia Scott grew up. Buried in this plot are grandfather Jarrot Scott and his two wives Permelia Thomas and Sarah Evans; also some sons and daughters, whose names we could not read as the markers were chiseled from red sandstone and storms over the years had washed away all the markings. We could not have known who they were except for the wife of grandfather's youngest son Jarrot. Arminda' Hiatt Scott, the only living rnember of the family who could identify them. We were grateful for her help. She has since passed on. The Taylor burial plot is located on the old Taylor farm, a few hundred yards from the house, however, the old home was replaced by a new one -- probably fifty years old when we were there. In this cemetary were family members for several generations back, and the markers or tombstones were in fairly good condition, however, graves and markers were almost hidden by weeds. This information is authentic because I made the trip myself back to all places of interest in 1935, and found first-hand information. Nettie T. Christensen

 

EVAN TAYLOR

In writing the story of my father's life, my source of information will be the family records and my own memory - Nettie T. Christensen. My father, Evan Taylor, was born October 25, 1845 at Mount Airy, Surry Co. , North Carolina. He was the seventh child of a family of eleven children whose parents were James Taylor and Nancy Hiatt. Two years ago when I made a trip to North Carolina in search of genealogies, I was privileged to go to the old Taylor homestead where my father was born, and although the house had been removed, I was thrilled to stand on the spot and view the landscape. The old apple and cherry trees which stood behind the house are still standing, and they surely look to be nearly the hundred years that they are. The farm is nestled in and around large clusters of pine and quaking asp trees. It was here that my father learned to work, the usual farm work - caring for animals, plowing, sowing, and reaping. The chief crop was tobacco. The farms were small and it was necessary for those who owned them to plant the crops that produced the most money in order to have enough to provide for the family. Even though he was in this environment, he didn't form the habit of using tobacco. I was always proud of him for that. The farmland was all on rolling hills and in small valleys. In all the years that have passed since my father left there, the trees and shrubbery have not been removed from more than half the land. There are many beautiful hillsides and streams of water in the valleys. I imagine my father with his friends spent many happy hours together when they were not working. Father had a cheerful disposition but a quick temper if things provoked him, and even with that he was soon laughing and joking again. He had lots of friends. I have heard him and mother tell about the young folks in the neighborhood getting together at someone's home and spend the time singing and dancing - not to the music of someone's orchestra, but to a violin or banjo or guitar, and that was the music. Sometimes they would get together at a "husking bee" after the crops were "carried in" as they called it. The crowds would husk all the corn and put it in large bins ready to take to the grist mill, where it would be ground into corn meal to make bread. There was very little wheat raised, so corn bread was the staff of life. They used to have happy times at the "husking bees" at the close of which they would all be served with chicken dinner and "johnniecake". Father's schooling was the winter months of two or three years. Even though the time in the school room was short, he learned to read well; also write and figure well enough to take care of his business and financial affairs. When the Civil War broke out, father was not old enough to go as he was fifteen; neither did he want to go. He always had a desire for peace, and because his home was in the South, he would have had to fight for the thing he was opposed to. He didn't think it was right to have slaves. Near the close of the war, however, he was drafted into service. He went with a heavy heart, but fortunately the last battle was fought just before he reached the firing lines. We couldn't ever think of him as one who would shirk his duty, but rather as one who was willing to serve, even against his honest convictions. I should like to have been there when the courting days were on. There were no cars to take the girls out for a ride, no places for amusement except as I've mentioned. It was even before the horse and buggy days, so a young man had to walk or ride a horse when he went to call on his girl friend. My father lived about three or four miles from where my mother lived at the time he was courting her. I fancy I see him now, in his best homespun clothes (all the cloth that they used in those days was made by the mothers and sisters of the family). Sometimes he took a shortcut through the fields to make a call on the sweetest girl in all the world, who was all dressed up in a dress she had made herself from wool that was taken from her father's sheep, and washed and carded and spun by the use of the old family spinning wheel into fine thread and dyed and woven into a beautiful piece of cloth. Father enjoyed calling at the Scott home. The evening was usually spent with the family in friendly conversation and in "spinning a few yarns. " There was not much opportunity to be alone with the girl of his choice, except to and from husking bees or to and from dances. Sometimes they found an excuse to go to the pond for water, as there must always be fresh water in the house at nights. One evening it happened this way - they found themselves out in the open. What a beautiful night ! The full moon just peeping over the mountains, or hill, which was about three hundred yards away. The house stood on a small hill opposite. They followed the path down the hill to the creek, which they called Rutlege Creek, crossed the sparkling stream and a few yards beyond they were at the spring. I fancy they stopped on the bridge and watched the moon as it danced about in the waters, the love call in the whistle in the leaves of the swaying trees, the love call in the answer of the chirping cricket to his mate. I even fancy he took the advantage of the opportunity and stole a kiss. When they returned to the house, they announced their engagement. The next few months were busy ones in preparation of their approaching marriage. Father was always anxious to take the grist to the mill because it gave him another opportunity to see mother, as her father, Jarrot Scott, owned the mill which was just a few hundred yards from the house. They were married March 31, 1867, at Dobson, Surry County, North Carolina. They built their home on a tract of land about half way between grandfather Taylor's home and grandfather Scott's home, and there they prospered. About that time or a little later, the Mormon missionaries contacted them, and they became very much interested in religion and studied the scriptures day after day. On March 15, 1869, my mother was baptized into the church at Mount Airy by Henry Boyle, a missionary, but father was not fully converted. Two children, Lucy Ann and Minerva Adaline, were born to them in North Carolina. Then in April, 1872 they immigrated with a company of saints called the Henry Boyle company to Payson, Utah. They lived there only a short time; then they moved to Salem, Utah, about four miles away. Father rented land, engaged in farming, and was soon able to buy a small farm and home of his own. Two sons, Walter Evan and John Wesley, were born. I, Nettie, was the fifth child and 2 1/2 years later a baby sister was born - Adar May. As the boys grew older, father felt that he should have more land so that the boys could be kept busy. He homesteaded a quarter-section of land 1 1/2 miles east of Salem. He and the boys went to the canyon day after day and hauled logs to build the house and stables and fences. He and his brother, Uriah H. Taylor, and a neighbor, Robert H. Davis, discovered a group of springs in the mountains nearby. They made improvements and filed rights on them. This furnished water for irrigation and culinary purposes. Father prospered as a farmer and a gardener. He planted large fruit orchards and soon had luscious fruit of all kinds on the market. We all helped to make the home. John Wesley died when he was thirteen. A few years later, after my two oldest sisters and my brother Walter were married, father built a five-room brick house, so we had plenty of room when they all came home with their families. When father and mother reached Utah, father had expected to be baptized into the church, but when he saw the weaknesses in people, he seemed to forget his desire for religious principles, and so he permitted the weaknesses of people to deprive him of the blessings; consequently he grew farther and farther away from the church. But he was an honest man in every sense of the word, a well-respected citizen, a good neighbor, and a good provider. He was very hospitable, doing acts of kindness to many of his friends and neighbors, and even the "stranger within the gates. " He enjoyed talking politics, always a Republican, sometimes radical in his views. He had little civic pride or community spirit, but on election day he was at the polls early and late. Sometimes acting as one of the officials and unhappy when the opposite party received majority votes. In the year 1913, he and mother sold the home and farm and moved into the town of Salem, a few blocks north of the home where I spent my earliest childhood. There they lived and enjoyed life until 1916, when mother died. My oldest sister Lucy Ann, who was then a widow, moved into the home and took care of father. After two or three years, father bought a home in Payson and he and Lucy moved there. In 1924 he married Fanny Griggs. It was on April 17, 1925, that father died of pneumonia at his home - just six months before he reached his 80th birthday.

 

 

Evan Taylor and Jarmelia Scott were married on 31 Mar 1867 in Dobson, Surry, North Carolina, USA[6]. They had the following children:

i.

Lucy Ann Taylor[6] was born on 07 Apr 1868 in Mount Airy, Surry, North Carolina, USA[22]. She married James Albert Manwill on 28 Oct 1886 in Logan Utah Temple, Logan, Cache, Utah, USA[23]. She died on 07 Dec 1928 in Salem, Utah, Utah, USA[23].

16. ii.

Minerva Adaline Taylor[6] was born on 05 Jan 1871 in Mount Airy, Surry, North Carolina, USA[22]. She married Edward Hunter Cloward on 25 Jun 1885[22]. She died on 03 Jul 1938 in Salem, Utah, Utah, USA[22].

iii.

Walter Evan Taylor[6] was born on 01 Nov 1873 in Salem, Utah, Utah, USA[6]. He married Zenetta Curtis on 03 Aug 1893 in Salem, Utah, Utah, USA[22]. He died on 06 Mar 1915 in Salem, Utah, Utah, USA[23].

iv.

John Wesley Taylor[6] was born on 25 May 1876 in Salem, Utah, Utah, USA[22]. He died on 31 Dec 1889[22].

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v.

Nettie Levina Taylor[6] was born on 21 Dec 1881 in Salem, Utah, Utah, USA[22]. She married Henry Oswald Christensen on 26 Aug 1903 in Salt Lake City, Salt Lake, Utah, USA[23]. She died on 10 Feb 1965 in Phoenix, Maricopa, Arizona, USA[23].

vi.

Adar May Taylor[6] was born on 12 May 1884 in Salem, Utah, Utah, USA[22]. She married Glen Wise Cropper on 10 May 1912[22]. She died on 15 Dec 1958[23].

Generation 3
8.

Emma Lou Inman-3 (Mary-2, Jarret-1)[10] was born on 13 Apr 1878 in Stokes, North Carolina, USA[11]. She died on 22 Oct 1970 in Stokes, North Carolina, USA[10].

Notes for Emma Lou Inman:

General Notes:

Emma Lou Inman was born 13 Apr 1878 Surry, North Carolina and died 22 Oct 1970, Surry, North Carolina

 

 

John Franklin Hall son of James Madison Hall and Mary G. Shelton[11] was born on 19 Aug 1881 in Stokes, North Carolina, USA[11]. He died on 03 May 1951 in Stokes, North Carolina, USA[10].

John Franklin Hall and Emma Lou Inman were married on 11 Dec 1902 in Stokes, North Carolina, USA[12]. They had the following children:

17. i.

Maggie Lou Hall[10] was born on 19 Aug 1904 in Stokes, North Carolina, USA[10]. She married Howard Washington Hiatt on 14 Sep 1918 in Stokes, North Carolina, USA[12]. She died on 04 Dec 2002 in Stokes, North Carolina, USA[24].

18. ii.

Herbert Lee Hall[10] was born on 02 Nov 1906 in Stokes, North Carolina, USA[10]. He married Martha Alice Sutphin on 25 Dec 1926[10]. He died on 16 Jun 1983 in Burlington, Alamance, North Carolina, USA[10].

19. iii.

Sally Mozelle Hall[10] was born on 22 Apr 1908 in Stokes, North Carolina, USA[10]. She married Lacy Franklin Taylor on 30 Mar 1923 in Westfield, Surry, North Carolina, USA[12]. She died on 11 Oct 2001 in Mount Airy, Surry, North Carolina, USA[14].

20. iv.

Mary Viola Hall[10] was born on 14 Oct 1916 in Stokes, North Carolina, USA[10]. She died in Nov 1987[24]. She married Ralph East on Unknown in Patrick, Virginia, USA[10].

21. v.

Ruby Ethelene Hall[10] was born on 24 Mar 1923 in Stokes, North Carolina, USA[10]. She married Glenn Wise Martin on 24 Dec 1938 in Carroll, Virginia, USA[10].

9.

Ira Zebedee Inman-3 (Mary-2, Jarret-1)[10] was born on 14 Feb 1879 in Surry, North Carolina, USA[10]. He died on 24 Dec 1973 in Mount Airy, Surry, North Carolina, USA[10].

Notes for Ira Zebedee Inman:

General Notes:

I have great memories of my grandfather, Zeb Inman. He played games with me and taught me how to dance. He had lovely brown eyes. He died 52 days before his 95th birthday. So much history had played out in our nation and world in his lifetime. And so many memories he had of that history died with him. I wish I had taken the time and interest when he was around to have talked with him more about family and things he could remember about life when he was a child. Man had moved from horse and wagon to rockets going into space. Telephones had brought families closer, and automobiles made life a little easier. Grandpa watched all of this without ever being overwhelmed with it. After all, he was the man, who, after selling his tobacco, had bought a bottle of moonshine to celebrate the good crop and on the way home, had probably emptied the bottle. While driving the wagon past a cemetery in the community in the dark of night, he was the one that saw the ghost chasing him home. He ran the horses and wagon into the yard, jumped out and entered the house, declaring to everyone what he had seen. With experiences like that, who would be awed by a telephone or rocket? He had such a good sense of humor. One of the radio programs he really loved was the "Grand Ole Opry" on Saturday nights. When he was visiting us, our radio was always turned to the station that carried that program. (Even though it did come on at the same time of "The Hit Parade.") Everyone needed a Grandpa like I had.

 

 

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Notes for Ira Zebedee Inman:

General Notes:

I have great memories of my grandfather, Zeb Inman. He played games with me and taught me how to dance. He had lovely brown eyes. He died 52 days before his 95th birthday. So much history had played out in our nation and world in his lifetime. And so many memories he had of that history died with him. I wish I had taken the time and interest when he was around to have talked with him more about family and things he could remember about life when he was a child. Man had moved from horse and wagon to rockets going into space. Telephones had brought families closer, and automobiles made life a little easier. Grandpa watched all of this without ever being overwhelmed with it. After all, he was the man, who, after selling his tobacco, had bought a bottle of moonshine to celebrate the good crop and on the way home, had probably emptied the bottle. While driving the wagon past a cemetery in the community in the dark of night, he was the one that saw the ghost chasing him home. He ran the horses and wagon into the yard, jumped out and entered the house, declaring to everyone what he had seen. With experiences like that, who would be awed by a telephone or rocket? He had such a good sense of humor. One of the radio programs he really loved was the "Grand Ole Opry" on Saturday nights. When he was visiting us, our radio was always turned to the station that carried that program. (Even though it did come on at the same time of "The Hit Parade.") Everyone needed a Grandpa like I had.

 

 

Nancy Carolyn Love daughter of James Madison Love and Sally Jane Creasy[10] was born on 11 Jul 1879 in Surry, North Carolina, USA[10]. She died on 11 Mar 1940 in Surry, North Carolina, USA[10].

Notes for Nancy Carolyn Love:

General Notes:

My grandmother Inman was a very sweet and loving lady. I was her first grandchild and because of that I got a lot of attention from her. When I was six years old, she gave me a large snuff can full of pennies that she had saved. She was very sick with diabetes much of my young life, before she died, so I have more memories of playing with my grandfather and getting on her nerves.

 

 

Ira Zebedee Inman and Nancy Carolyn Love were married on 16 Feb 1905 in Surry, North Carolina, USA[10]. They had the following children:

22. i.

Della Mae Inman[10] was born on 19 May 1908 in Surry, North Carolina, USA[10]. She married Joseph D. Jackson on 25 Jun 1929 in Carroll, Virginia, USA[10]. She died on 07 Jul 1956 in Stokes, North Carolina, USA[10].

23. ii.

Mary Ella Inman[10] was born on 20 Oct 1910 in Surry, North Carolina, USA[10]. She married Henry Kline Chilton on 21 Oct 1932 in Surry, North Carolina, USA[10]. She died on 27 Aug 1981 in Surry, North Carolina, USA[10].

24. iii.

Maggie Odell Inman[10] was born on 12 Sep 1912 in Surry, North Carolina, USA[10]. She married Walter Rayford Taylor on 29 Jun 1932[10]. She died on 15 Apr 1994[10].

25. iv.

Henry M. Inman[10] was born on 19 Mar 1913 in Stokes, North Carolina, USA[10]. He died on 03 Apr 1966 in Stokes, North Carolina, USA[10]. He married Era Columbus Mills on Unknown.

26. v.

Thomas Boyd Inman[10] was born on 06 Aug 1914 in Stokes, North Carolina, USA[10]. He married Ella Mae Kirkman on 21 Nov 1936 in Stokes, North Carolina, USA[10]. He died on 23 Apr 1994 in Forsyth, North Carolina, USA[10].

27. vi.

Sally Marie Inman[10] was born on 13 Mar 1916 in Stokes, North Carolina, USA[10]. She married Walter Gammons in 1937 in Stokes, North Carolina, USA[10]. She died on 09 Apr 2007 in Mount Airy, Surry, North Carolina, USA[25].

28. vii.

Thelma Alene Inman[10] was born on 02 Sep 1917 in Stokes, North Carolina, USA[10]. She died on 02 Jun 2009 in Stokes, North Carolina, USA[26]. She married Tom Wilson Anderson on Unknown.

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29. viii.

Bertha Lee Inman[10] was born on 27 Jul 1920 in Stokes, North Carolina, USA[10]. She died on 23 Apr 1997 in Forsyth, North Carolina, USA[10]. She married Adam Roy Gammons on Unknown.

Mary Ellen Arrington daughter of Christopher Columbus Arrington and Eliza Jane Harris[3] was born in 1883 in Stokes, North Carolina, USA[27]. She died in 1903 in Stokes, North Carolina, USA[27].

Ira Zebedee Inman and Mary Ellen Arrington were married about 1901 in Stokes, North Carolina, USA[27]. They had no children.

10.

George Lee Inman-3 (Mary-2, Jarret-1)[10, 13] was born on 22 Feb 1881 in Stokes, North Carolina, USA[10]. He died on 13 Feb 1971 in Stokes, North Carolina, USA[10].

Notes for George Lee Inman:

General Notes:

George Lee Inman worked at the Mount Airy Granite Quarry in Surry Co., NC

 

 

Lillie Belle Simmons daughter of Newel Milton Simmons and Martha E. Harris[13, 28] was born in Jun 1884 in Stokes, North Carolina, USA[13]. She died on 15 Dec 1971[29].

George Lee Inman and Lillie Belle Simmons were married on Unknown. They had the following children:

i.

Grady Lee Inman[30] was born on 18 Jun 1903 in Stokes, North Carolina, USA[14]. He died on 13 Jan 1982 in Forsyth, North Carolina, USA[31]. He married Carrie Parks on Unknown.

ii.

Maude Alla Inman[30] was born on 24 Apr 1905 in Stokes, North Carolina, USA[30]. She died on 08 Aug 2009 in Stokes, North Carolina, USA[32].

Notes for Maude Alla Inman:

General Notes:

MOUNT AIRY — Miss Maude Alla Inman, 104, of Mount Airy, passed away Saturday, Aug. 8, 2009, at Central Continuing Care. Miss Inman was born in Surry County April 24, 1905, to George Lee and Lillie Belle Simmons Inman. She was retired from Renfro Corp. and was the oldest charter member of Bannertown Baptist Church. Surviving are a brother and sister-in-law, Earl and Ruby Inman of Mount Airy; a special sister-in-law, Lucille Inman of Mount Airy; and several very special nieces and nephews and great-nieces and nephews. In addition to her parents, Miss Inman was preceded in death by brothers, Blain Inman, Conrad Inman, Grady Inman, Ernest Inman and Garl Inman. A graveside service will be held at 10 a.m. Monday, Aug. 10, 2009, at Skyline Memory Gardens by the Rev. Lee Boyette. The family will receive friends Sunday from 6 to 8 p.m. at Moody Funeral Home. Flowers will be accepted, or memorials may be made to Bannertown Baptist Church, 1834 Westfield Road, Mount Airy, NC 27030, or to Surry Friends of Seniors. The family would like to express its heartfelt gratitude to the staff of Central Continuing Care and to Surry Friends of Senior’s for the tender loving care given to Miss Inman. Online condolences may be made at moodyfuneralservices.com

 

 

 

 

iii.

Garrell Inman[30] was born in 1909 in Stokes, North Carolina, USA[30]. He died before Aug 2009[32].

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iv.

Blain Inman[28] was born on Unknown in Stokes, North Carolina, USA[32]. He died before Aug 2009[32]. He married Mary Ethel Martin on Unknown.

v.

Conrad Inman[32] was born on Unknown in Stokes, North Carolina, USA. He died before Aug 2009[32].

vi.

Earl Inman[32] was born on Unknown in Stokes, North Carolina, USA[32]. He married Ruby Unknown on Unknown.

vii.

Earnest Inman[32] was born on Unknown in Stokes, North Carolina, USA[32]. He died before Aug 2009[32].

11.

Robert Curtis Inman-3 (Mary-2, Jarret-1)[10] was born in 1883 in Stokes, North Carolina, USA[10]. He died on 09 Jun 1966[10].

Notes for Robert Curtis Inman:

General Notes:

Curtis Inman worked at the Mt.Airy Granite Quarry in Surry, North Carolina

 

 

Jina Mae Arrington[10] was born on 15 Jul 1891 in Stokes, North Carolina, USA[10]. She died on 06 Oct 1981 in Stokes, North Carolina, USA[31].

Robert Curtis Inman and Jina Mae Arrington were married on 10 Oct 1905 in Stokes, North Carolina, USA[10]. They had the following children:

i.

Robert Inman[10] was born on 18 Sep 1906 in Stokes, North Carolina, USA[10]. He died on 02 Aug 1948[10].

30. ii.

Rena Inman[10] was born on 05 Aug 1908 in Stokes, North Carolina, USA[10]. She died on 06 Nov 1989 in Mount Airy, Surry, North Carolina, USA[31]. She married William McCanless on Unknown.

12.

Emmett Luther Scott Inman-3 (Mary-2, Jarret-1)[10] was born in 1885 in Stokes, North Carolina, USA[10]. He died on 18 Sep 1954[10].

Lola Bama Bennett[33, 34] was born in 1895 in Stokes, North Carolina, USA[10]. She died on Unknown.

Emmett Luther Scott Inman and Lola Bama Bennett were married on 14 Dec 1909 in Stokes, North Carolina, USA[10]. They had the following children:

31. i.

Elbert Lee Inman[35] was born on 21 Sep 1913 in Stokes, North Carolina, USA[33]. He died on 05 Dec 1997 in Stokes, North Carolina, USA.

32. ii.

Addie Irene Inman[36] was born on 10 Nov 1915[36]. She married Glenn Dock Midkiff on 28 Mar 1933[36]. She died on 12 Oct 1994 in Stokes, North Carolina, USA[37].

iii.

Glenn Ashby Inman[33] was born in 1918[33]. He died on Unknown.

33. iv.

Vera Emmaline Inman[33] was born in 1924[33]. She died on Unknown. She married Lawrence Russell Ashburn on Unknown.

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13.

William Henry Inman Jr.-3 (Mary-2, Jarret-1)[10] was born on 03 Jun 1891 in Stokes, North Carolina, USA[15]. He died in Jun 1987 in Reidsville, Rockingham, North Carolina, USA[15].

Notes for William Henry Inman Jr.:

General Notes:

William Inman ran a mercantile/grocery store in Reidsville, NC until he retired.

 

 

Pauline Stone[10] was born on 03 Dec 1905 in Rockingham, North Carolina, USA[10]. She died on 18 Nov 1991 in Reidsville, Rockingham, North Carolina, USA[10].

Notes for Pauline Stone:

General Notes:

Pauline Stone was born 3 Dec 1905 and died 1991, Reidsville,Rockingham, North Carolina

 

 

William Henry Inman Jr. and Pauline Stone were married on Unknown. They had the following children:

34. i.

Charles Inman[10] was born on Unknown. He married Peggy Ann Lawson on Unknown.

35. ii.

Eunice Inman[10] was born on 16 May 1926 in Danville, Pittsylvania, Virginia, USA[37]. She died on 13 Aug 2006 in Forsyth, North Carolina, USA[37]. She married Clay Macy Kirkman Jr. on Unknown.

14.

Coy Scott-3 (Jarrett-2, Jarret-1)[18] was born on 28 Dec 1897 in North Carolina, USA[19]. He died on 21 Mar 1964 in North Carolina, USA[19].

Annie Collins[20] was born in 1901 in North Carolina, USA[19]. She died on Unknown.

Coy Scott and Annie Collins were married on 05 Mar 1916[20]. They had the following children:

i.

Regina Scott[20] was born on Unknown.

ii.

Reba Scott[20] was born on Unknown.

iii.

Elbert Lee Scott[20] was born on Unknown.

iv.

Herbert Scott[20] was born on Unknown.

v.

Daisy Mae Scott[20] was born on Unknown.

vi.

Addie Mae Scott[10] was born on 30 Dec 1926 in Stokes, North Carolina, USA[19]. She married Russell Ray Hiatt on 20 Oct 1943 in York, South Carolina, USA[10].

15.

Ezra McNeil Scott-3 (Isaiah-2, Jarret-1)[5] was born on Unknown. He died on Unknown.

Ezra McNeil Scott and unknown spouse married. They had the following children:

i.

John Scott[5] was born on Unknown.

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16.

Minerva Adaline Taylor-3 (Jarmelia-2, Jarret-1)[6] was born on 05 Jan 1871 in Mount Airy, Surry, North Carolina, USA[22]. She died on 03 Jul 1938 in Salem, Utah, Utah, USA[22].

Edward Hunter Cloward[22] was born on 02 Feb 1866 in Payson, Utah, Utah, USA[22]. He died on 01 Jul 1953 in Salem, Utah, Utah, USA[38].

Edward Hunter Cloward and Minerva Adaline Taylor were married on 25 Jun 1885[22]. They had the following children:

i.

Edward Leroy Cloward[38] was born on 06 Jan 1887 in Salem, Utah, Utah, USA[38]. He died on Unknown.

Generation 4
17.

Maggie Lou Hall-4 (Emma Lou-3, Mary-2, Jarret-1)[10] was born on 19 Aug 1904 in Stokes, North Carolina, USA[10]. She died on 04 Dec 2002 in Stokes, North Carolina, USA[24].

Notes for Maggie Lou Hall:

General Notes:

Obit:

 

Mrs. Maggie Lou Hall Hiatt, 98, of 3018 Westfield Road, Mount Airy, widow of Howard Hiatt, passed away Wednesday, December 4, 2002 at Central Continuing Care. Mrs. Hiatt was born in Surry County on August 19, 1904, the daughter of the late John and Emma Inman Hall. She was owner and operator of Hiatt Hardware and Grocery in Sheltontown for 14 years and was a member of Shelton Church of the Brethren. Survivors include a daughter and son-in-law, Freda and Wilbur Hawks of Mount Airy; two sons and daughters-in-law, Russell and Addie Hiatt and R.J. and Betty Hiatt, all of Mount Airy; two daughters-in-law, Nancy Hiatt and Parabell Hiatt, both of Mount Airy; 14 grandchildren; 28 greatgrandchildren; 35 greatgreat-grandchildren; five stepgreat-grandchildren; two stepgreat-great-grandchildren; and a sister and brother-in-law. Ruby and Glen Martin of Mount Airy. In addition to her husband and parents, Mrs. Hiatt was preceded in death by two sons. Porter Hiatt and Wendell Hiatt; two sisters, Mozelle Taylor and Viola East; and a brother, Herbert Hall. The funeral service will be held Friday, December 6,2002 at 2 p.m. at Shelton Church of the Brethren. The service will be conducted by the Rev. Marvin Wade, with burial in the Shelton Church of the Brethren Cemetery. The family will receive friends Thursday from 7 to 9 p.m. at Moody Funeral Home of Mount Airy, where her body will remain until time to be taken to the church to lie-instate 30 minutes prior to the service. Flowers will be accepted, or memorials may be made to Shelton Church of the Brethren, 933 Quaker Road, Mount Airy, N.C. 27030.

 

 

Howard Washington Hiatt son of George Washington Hiatt and Virginia Catherine Kirkman[39] was born on 24 Sep 1900 in Stokes, North Carolina, USA[11]. He died on 13 Feb 1959 in Stokes, North Carolina, USA[14].

Howard Washington Hiatt and Maggie Lou Hall were married on 14 Sep 1918 in Stokes, North Carolina, USA[12]. They had the following children:

i.

Porter Gilmer Hiatt[10] was born on 23 Oct 1921 in Stokes, North Carolina, USA[10]. He married Nancy Verona Welborn on 21 Apr 1946 in Mount Airy, Surry, North Carolina, USA[10]. He died in Sep 1983[14].

ii.

Russell Ray Hiatt[10] was born on 28 Jan 1924 in Stokes, North Carolina, USA[10]. He married Addie Mae Scott on 20 Oct 1943 in York, South Carolina, USA[10].

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Notes for Russell Ray Hiatt:

General Notes:

Russel Hiatt quit farming in his early 20's and headed to barber school. He toiled from 7am to 5pm each day in a business known then simply as the City Barber Shop. Andy Griffith was getting his hair cut there when Hiatt first began working. When Griffith made himself famous in the 1960's as the Sheriff of Mayberry, he made Mount Airy famous and tourists began showing up to look at the barbershop that Andy named Floyd's City Barber Shop. In 1999 at the age of 75, Russell is still working five days a week, cutting 15 to 20 heads of hair each day. In September of 2000, Russell was named to the Barbering Hall of Fame. The ease with which Hiatt handles being part celebrity and mostly friend to the thousands who come in search of Mayberry, caught the attention of the Barber Museum in Canal Winchester, OH. Museum officials wanted to honor someone who has done more than just stand behind the barbers' chair. Their search led them to Russell Hiatt. Russell becomes the 34th person to be inducted into the Hall of Fame. He received the honor in Chicago along with Ray Boles of Phoenix, AZ. He spent most of his time there signing autographs.

 

Following article came from: Simple Pleasures, April, 2003

City Barber Shop -- is it really 'Floyd's'?

By Randle E. Brim

Special Columnist

 

For some years now, Mount Airy has had a healthy tourist business. Much of it revolves around Andy Griffith's classical tel evision town, "Mayberry," which many people equate with

Andy's hometown of Mount Airy. One of the most frequently visited tourist spots in Mount Airy is "Floyd's City Barber Shop." Readers, welcome to Floyd's City Barber Shop, Main Street, Mount Airy.

Yes, in a given day, quite a few out-of-town visitors will drop in. With smiling and inquisitive faces, they gaze upon the shop's interior walls crowded with 23,000 photographs of visitors who have visited before them.

Yet, this "Floyd" gladly greets and invites them to "come on in," as if they are Surry neighbors.

"Floyd" never seems to tire of photographing the many visitors who cherish having their picture taken with him. Naturally, to any visitor who requests, "Floyd" takes a Polaroid photo souvenir. When this writer stayed for an extended day, there was a family from Peoria, Ill.; a family from South Carolina; families from Ararat and Roanoke.Va.; and so on.

After 56 years of cutting hair, this interaction with people from all over the United States and from foreign countries is a joy and the reason why "Floyd" has not retired. Reflecting upon the future, he somewhat sadly stated, "I guess when I'm no longer able to come to the shop, the doors will close."

Who is this "Floyd"? He is Russell Ray Hiatt, born on July 24, 1924, and delivered by Dr. Robert Lovill. He grew up in the small community of Sheltontown, just a few miles southeast of Mount airy. When asked, if "Floyd" on the Andy Griffith Show was modeled after him and his personality, he responded "some say that I am, but Andy has never said that I am Floyd." But apparently Russell is recognized and esteemed as the Floyd character. Recently, when Andy appeared along with governor Mike EasIey and other dignitaries for the special Andy Griffith Parkway dedication service in Mount Airy, Russell got a personal invitation from the governor and a front row seat.

Yes, Floyd's City Barber Shop is more than a tourist shop. It is a place of rich local history. Russell took to barbering 56 years ago when he was influenced by his mother's brother. As a young man of 22, Russell ventured down to the Winston-Salem Barber College in early 1946 for six months of training at 50 dollars a month, plus tools. Today, the schooling is nine months long with costs totaling about $5,000. He feels this is one of the reasons why there are fewer people taking up the business.

Upon returning to Mount Airy, he was quickly offered a job by Walker Lewis at the same barber shop where he has been cutting hair ever since. On July 3rd, 1946, he began a barbering journey

that would eventually lead to the personality of "Floyd." Starting as the third chair barber, it is still

his favorite chair today. Back then haircuts were 50 cents, and soon thereafter, they went to 65 cents.

Although it was a seven-chair barber shop, he saw it as a grand opportunity. With the barbers being older than he, he figured that he might outlast the other barbers, and the shop would become his. Well, he did. In the early 1980's, Russell came into full ownership of the City Barber Shop.

Built in 1929, the Mount Airy City Barber Shop was known as the best-built barbershop in North Carolina. Initially fitted with six "green" barber chairs, two of the original 1929 "green" barber chairs are still in place. The walls behind the barber chairs are still paneled with the original marble pieces of 1929. The original large "green" cash register with its worn money drawer has been in the same shop since its grand opening. It still stands tall and workable, as if to victoriously proclaim, "I'll outlast all the barbers in this shop."

In addition to the photos of shop visitors, there are numerous reminders of memories that Russell enjoys to this date.

Gracing the wall space inside the shop are photographs of special visitors to his shop, including national talk show host Oprah Winfrey who highlighted Russell and "Floyd's Barber Shop" on her program several years ago. When questioned by her producers as to why she wanted to visit the barber shop, she responded to the effect that she enjoyed watching the Andy Griffith Show, and her father is a barber in Nashville, Tenn.

Also, gracing the shop's walls are numerous plaques and awards recognizing Russell's long barber service and his celebrity status. One historical memory was his induction into the Barber's Hall of Fame near Columbus, Ohio, in September 2000, where visitors can now view Russell's photograph as the 35th inductee and the barber of "Mayberry." The NC Board of Barber Examiners also sent him a plaque recognizing the Hall of Fame honor. Another plaque honors him as "Honored Professional in the National Register's WHO'S WHO." A certificate honors him " A Commissioned Kentucky Colonel" by its Governor Brereton C. Jones.

The one thing that seems to brighten Russell's barbering hours are the young lads who still are lifted into his barber chair. It seems to keep him a bit younger. Parents call and make appointments to have Russell give their son's first hair cut. There is even a special barber chair in the shape of a toy riding car with its own green hand crank. For a while, Russell would cut the child's hair while he was seated in the car. But he soon found out, that regardless of their age, they wanted to drive and to steer that car, and it was impossible to cut their hair.

This writer had the joy of observing Russell cut the hair of 3 year old Jordon Whitlow who lives in Ararat, Va. It was not his first hair cut, but it was his first time in "Floyd's" barber chair. Young Jordan sat still and quiet as a lamb. Russell, 79, with the grace of years of experience, gently and evenly cut young Jordan's hair with steady scissors and a gliding comb. Russell Hiatt has come a long way since his youthful days of playing ball and croquet in his community of Sheltontown, where he still resides today.

 

 

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Notes for Russell Ray Hiatt:

General Notes:

Russel Hiatt quit farming in his early 20's and headed to barber school. He toiled from 7am to 5pm each day in a business known then simply as the City Barber Shop. Andy Griffith was getting his hair cut there when Hiatt first began working. When Griffith made himself famous in the 1960's as the Sheriff of Mayberry, he made Mount Airy famous and tourists began showing up to look at the barbershop that Andy named Floyd's City Barber Shop. In 1999 at the age of 75, Russell is still working five days a week, cutting 15 to 20 heads of hair each day. In September of 2000, Russell was named to the Barbering Hall of Fame. The ease with which Hiatt handles being part celebrity and mostly friend to the thousands who come in search of Mayberry, caught the attention of the Barber Museum in Canal Winchester, OH. Museum officials wanted to honor someone who has done more than just stand behind the barbers' chair. Their search led them to Russell Hiatt. Russell becomes the 34th person to be inducted into the Hall of Fame. He received the honor in Chicago along with Ray Boles of Phoenix, AZ. He spent most of his time there signing autographs.

 

Following article came from: Simple Pleasures, April, 2003

City Barber Shop -- is it really 'Floyd's'?

By Randle E. Brim

Special Columnist

 

For some years now, Mount Airy has had a healthy tourist business. Much of it revolves around Andy Griffith's classical tel evision town, "Mayberry," which many people equate with

Andy's hometown of Mount Airy. One of the most frequently visited tourist spots in Mount Airy is "Floyd's City Barber Shop." Readers, welcome to Floyd's City Barber Shop, Main Street, Mount Airy.

Yes, in a given day, quite a few out-of-town visitors will drop in. With smiling and inquisitive faces, they gaze upon the shop's interior walls crowded with 23,000 photographs of visitors who have visited before them.

Yet, this "Floyd" gladly greets and invites them to "come on in," as if they are Surry neighbors.

"Floyd" never seems to tire of photographing the many visitors who cherish having their picture taken with him. Naturally, to any visitor who requests, "Floyd" takes a Polaroid photo souvenir. When this writer stayed for an extended day, there was a family from Peoria, Ill.; a family from South Carolina; families from Ararat and Roanoke.Va.; and so on.

After 56 years of cutting hair, this interaction with people from all over the United States and from foreign countries is a joy and the reason why "Floyd" has not retired. Reflecting upon the future, he somewhat sadly stated, "I guess when I'm no longer able to come to the shop, the doors will close."

Who is this "Floyd"? He is Russell Ray Hiatt, born on July 24, 1924, and delivered by Dr. Robert Lovill. He grew up in the small community of Sheltontown, just a few miles southeast of Mount airy. When asked, if "Floyd" on the Andy Griffith Show was modeled after him and his personality, he responded "some say that I am, but Andy has never said that I am Floyd." But apparently Russell is recognized and esteemed as the Floyd character. Recently, when Andy appeared along with governor Mike EasIey and other dignitaries for the special Andy Griffith Parkway dedication service in Mount Airy, Russell got a personal invitation from the governor and a front row seat.

Yes, Floyd's City Barber Shop is more than a tourist shop. It is a place of rich local history. Russell took to barbering 56 years ago when he was influenced by his mother's brother. As a young man of 22, Russell ventured down to the Winston-Salem Barber College in early 1946 for six months of training at 50 dollars a month, plus tools. Today, the schooling is nine months long with costs totaling about $5,000. He feels this is one of the reasons why there are fewer people taking up the business.

Upon returning to Mount Airy, he was quickly offered a job by Walker Lewis at the same barber shop where he has been cutting hair ever since. On July 3rd, 1946, he began a barbering journey

that would eventually lead to the personality of "Floyd." Starting as the third chair barber, it is still

his favorite chair today. Back then haircuts were 50 cents, and soon thereafter, they went to 65 cents.

Although it was a seven-chair barber shop, he saw it as a grand opportunity. With the barbers being older than he, he figured that he might outlast the other barbers, and the shop would become his. Well, he did. In the early 1980's, Russell came into full ownership of the City Barber Shop.

Built in 1929, the Mount Airy City Barber Shop was known as the best-built barbershop in North Carolina. Initially fitted with six "green" barber chairs, two of the original 1929 "green" barber chairs are still in place. The walls behind the barber chairs are still paneled with the original marble pieces of 1929. The original large "green" cash register with its worn money drawer has been in the same shop since its grand opening. It still stands tall and workable, as if to victoriously proclaim, "I'll outlast all the barbers in this shop."

In addition to the photos of shop visitors, there are numerous reminders of memories that Russell enjoys to this date.

Gracing the wall space inside the shop are photographs of special visitors to his shop, including national talk show host Oprah Winfrey who highlighted Russell and "Floyd's Barber Shop" on her program several years ago. When questioned by her producers as to why she wanted to visit the barber shop, she responded to the effect that she enjoyed watching the Andy Griffith Show, and her father is a barber in Nashville, Tenn.

Also, gracing the shop's walls are numerous plaques and awards recognizing Russell's long barber service and his celebrity status. One historical memory was his induction into the Barber's Hall of Fame near Columbus, Ohio, in September 2000, where visitors can now view Russell's photograph as the 35th inductee and the barber of "Mayberry." The NC Board of Barber Examiners also sent him a plaque recognizing the Hall of Fame honor. Another plaque honors him as "Honored Professional in the National Register's WHO'S WHO." A certificate honors him " A Commissioned Kentucky Colonel" by its Governor Brereton C. Jones.

The one thing that seems to brighten Russell's barbering hours are the young lads who still are lifted into his barber chair. It seems to keep him a bit younger. Parents call and make appointments to have Russell give their son's first hair cut. There is even a special barber chair in the shape of a toy riding car with its own green hand crank. For a while, Russell would cut the child's hair while he was seated in the car. But he soon found out, that regardless of their age, they wanted to drive and to steer that car, and it was impossible to cut their hair.

This writer had the joy of observing Russell cut the hair of 3 year old Jordon Whitlow who lives in Ararat, Va. It was not his first hair cut, but it was his first time in "Floyd's" barber chair. Young Jordan sat still and quiet as a lamb. Russell, 79, with the grace of years of experience, gently and evenly cut young Jordan's hair with steady scissors and a gliding comb. Russell Hiatt has come a long way since his youthful days of playing ball and croquet in his community of Sheltontown, where he still resides today.

 

 

iii.

Wendell Leon Hiatt[10, 40] was born on 13 Feb 1927 in Stokes, North Carolina, USA[10]. He married Virginia Parabell Shelton on 25 Nov 1943 in York, South Carolina, USA[10]. He died on 25 Mar 1993 in Mount Airy, Surry, North Carolina, USA[41].

iv.

Robert Junior Hiatt[10] was born on 24 Jun 1930 in Stokes, North Carolina, USA[10]. He married Betty Hensley on Unknown.

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v.

Freda Mae Hiatt[10] was born on 22 Nov 1936 in Stokes, North Carolina, USA[10]. She married Wilbur Lane Hawks on Unknown.

18.

Herbert Lee Hall-4 (Emma Lou-3, Mary-2, Jarret-1)[10] was born on 02 Nov 1906 in Stokes, North Carolina, USA[10]. He died on 16 Jun 1983 in Burlington, Alamance, North Carolina, USA[10].

Martha Alice Sutphin[10] was born on Unknown. She died on Unknown.

Herbert Lee Hall and Martha Alice Sutphin were married on 25 Dec 1926[10]. They had the following children:

i.

Mae Lorraine Hall[10] was born on Unknown. She married Matthew B. Dickens on Unknown.

ii.

Betty Lou Hall[10] was born on Unknown. She married Albert Biselli on Unknown.

iii.

James Franklin Hall[10] was born on Unknown. He married Lois Smith on Unknown.

iv.

Herbert Lee Hall Jr.[10] was born on Unknown.

v.

Robert Irvin Hall[10] was born on Unknown.

vi.

Margaret Nell Hall[10] was born on 23 Oct 1931[42]. She married Gerald Holland about 1957[43].

19.

Sally Mozelle Hall-4 (Emma Lou-3, Mary-2, Jarret-1)[10] was born on 22 Apr 1908 in Stokes, North Carolina, USA[10]. She died on 11 Oct 2001 in Mount Airy, Surry, North Carolina, USA[14].

Notes for Sally Mozelle Hall:

General Notes:

Sally Mozelle Hall was born 22 Apr 1908, Surry, North Carolina

 

 

Lacy Franklin Taylor son of Joseph Franklin Taylor and Mary Emma Elizabeth Hiatt[11] was born on 19 Apr 1905 in Stokes, North Carolina, USA[11]. He died on 21 Feb 1961 in Stokes, North Carolina, USA[10].

Lacy Franklin Taylor and Sally Mozelle Hall were married on 30 Mar 1923 in Westfield, Surry, North Carolina, USA[12]. They had the following children:

i.

James Hassell Taylor[10] was born on 20 Sep 1924 in Stokes, North Carolina, USA[10]. He married Elsie Lee Hiatt on 05 Feb 1944 in York, South Carolina, USA[10].

ii.

Velma Alene Taylor[10, 40] was born on 06 Jan 1928 in Stokes, North Carolina, USA[10]. She married James Russell Shelton on 03 Oct 1945[10]. She died on 02 Dec 1974 in Stokes, North Carolina, USA[10].

iii.

Donald Ray Taylor[10] was born on 12 May 1932 in Stokes, North Carolina, USA[10]. He married Ruth Matilda Landis on 28 Jun 1952 in Bucks, Pennsylvania, USA[11].

iv.

Claybern Junior Taylor[10] was born on 11 May 1941 in Stokes, North Carolina, USA[10]. He married Peggy Ann Hill on 25 Jul 1964[10].

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20.

Mary Viola Hall-4 (Emma Lou-3, Mary-2, Jarret-1)[10] was born on 14 Oct 1916 in Stokes, North Carolina, USA[10]. She died in Nov 1987[24].

Notes for Mary Viola Hall:

General Notes:

Mary Viola Hall was born 14 Oct 1916, Surry, North Carolina

 

 

Ralph East son of John Thomas East and Leah F. East[10] was born on 23 Aug 1909 in Stokes, North Carolina, USA[10]. He died on 04 Feb 1969[10].

Notes for Ralph East:

General Notes:

Ralph East was shot and killed in the line of duty. He was a Surry County, North Carolina deputy and was on a call helping a Pilot Mountain, North Carolina Police Officer when both of them were shot.

 

 

Ralph East and Mary Viola Hall were married on Unknown in Patrick, Virginia, USA[10]. They had the following children:

i.

Rachel Marian East[10] was born on 13 Sep 1932 in Stokes, North Carolina, USA[10]. She married Albert Junior Taylor on Unknown.

ii.

James Edward East[10] was born on 02 Jun 1936 in Stokes, North Carolina, USA[10]. He died on 16 Jul 2008 in Mount Airy, Surry, North Carolina, USA[44]. He married Carol Jean Payne on Unknown.

Notes for James Edward East:

General Notes:

EAST

 

MOUNT AIRY - Mr. James Edward “Ed” East, 72, of Mount Airy, passed away Wednesday, July 16, 2008, at his home. Mr. East was born in Surry County on June 2, 1936, to Ralph and Viola Hall East. He served our country in the United States Army, was retired from Centel Telephone Company and was of the Baptist faith. Surviving are his wife, Lynda S. East of the home; two sons and daughters-in-law, Tim and Laura East and Kevin and Carrie East all of Mount Airy; a step-daughter, Paige Edwards and husband Charles of Lambsburg, Va.; three grandchildren, Leslie East, Alex East and Blake East; two sisters and brothers-in-law, Rachel E. and Albert Taylor of Asheboro and Shelby and Jesse Tucker of Mount Airy; two brothers, R.J East of Mount Airy and Don East of Raleigh; and his many buddies at South Main Drive In and The Derby. In addition to his parents, Mr. East was preceded in death by a sister, Linda Simpson. Funeral services will be held at 11 a.m., Saturday, July 19, 2008, at Moody Funeral Home Chapel, conducted by the Rev. Rusty Reed, the Rev. Bill Spurlin and Rusty Hawks. Burial will follow in Skyline Memory Gardens with military honors by VFW Memorial Honor Guard Mount Airy Post 2019 and Pilot Mountain Post 9436. The family will receive friends Friday from 7 to 9 p.m. at the funeral home. Flowers will be accepted or memorials may be made to Mountain Valley Hospice at 401 Technology Lane, Suite 200, Mount Airy, NC 27030. Online condolences may be made at www.moodyfuneralservices.com.

 

 

 

iii.

Shelby Jean East[10] was born on 21 May 1940 in Stokes, North Carolina, USA[10]. She married Jesse Odell Tucker on 14 Jun 1959 in Stokes, North Carolina, USA[12].

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iv.

Linda Faye East[10] was born on 18 Dec 1942 in Stokes, North Carolina, USA[10]. She died before Jul 2008[44]. She married Mitchell Simpson on Unknown.

v.

Don Weldon East[10] was born on 26 Dec 1944 in Stokes, North Carolina, USA[10]. He married Connie Sue Needham on 25 Jan 1963 in Stokes, North Carolina, USA[12].

vi.

Ralph J. East Jr.[10] was born on 26 Jun 1947 in Forsyth, North Carolina, USA[10]. He married Wanda Gail Inman on Unknown.

Notes for Ralph J. East Jr.:

General Notes:

Ralph East, Jr. and Wanda Gail Inman divorced early in their marriage

 

 

21.

Ruby Ethelene Hall-4 (Emma Lou-3, Mary-2, Jarret-1)[10] was born on 24 Mar 1923 in Stokes, North Carolina, USA[10].

Glenn Wise Martin[10] was born on 27 Dec 1916[10]. He died on Unknown.

Glenn Wise Martin and Ruby Ethelene Hall were married on 24 Dec 1938 in Carroll, Virginia, USA[10]. They had the following children:

i.

Shirley Louise Martin[10] was born on Unknown. She married Unknown Jessup on Unknown.

ii.

Ruth Martin[10] was born on Unknown.

iii.

Charles Wade Martin[10] was born on Unknown.

iv.

Glenn Wayne Martin[10] was born on Unknown.

22.

Della Mae Inman-4 (Ira Zebedee-3, Mary-2, Jarret-1)[10] was born on 19 May 1908 in Surry, North Carolina, USA[10]. She died on 07 Jul 1956 in Stokes, North Carolina, USA[10].

Notes for Della Mae Inman:

General Notes:

Della Mae Inman was born 23 May 1908, Surry Co.,North Carolina and died 7 Jul 1956, Stokes, North Carolina . She was a lovely blond, blue eyed lady that was loved by all that met her. I never heard her say anything bad about anyone. She used to tell my sister and me "if you can't say anything good about a person, don't say anything."

 

Our mother took her life in July of 1956. She had been sick for some time with menopausal problems and one day everything must have been too much for her. She was the last person in the world that anyone would have expected to do this as she truly loved life, friends and most of all, she loved her family. As a doctor explained to me, no one knows what triggers the brain to cause some of the actions that people take. She left a hole in my heart that has never been filled. Wonderful memories of her comfort me. I had the blessing of being loved by both my parents and I feel that who I am today is a reflection of their love and care.

 

 

Joseph D. Jackson son of William Caleb Jackson and Alice Elizabeth East[10] was born on 25 Aug 1907 in Surry, North Carolina, USA[10]. He died on 21 Aug 1989 in Forsyth, North Carolina, USA[10].

Notes for Joseph D. Jackson:

General Notes:

My father, Joseph Jackson grew up on his father's farm in Westfield, North Carolina . He attended school in the area. After his marriage, Joe went to work for the North Carolina State Highway Department. This job kept him, Della and the children moving around quite a bit. Eventually they bought a farm in the Brown Mountain area of Stokes Co.,North Carolina and he and Della lived there until her death. He sold the farm and married again, this time locating in Francisco, North Carolina . After his second wife's death, he married again and lived in Mt.Airy,North Carolina until his death in 1989, just four days before his 82nd birthday..

 

 

 

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Notes for Joseph D. Jackson:

General Notes:

My father, Joseph Jackson grew up on his father's farm in Westfield, North Carolina . He attended school in the area. After his marriage, Joe went to work for the North Carolina State Highway Department. This job kept him, Della and the children moving around quite a bit. Eventually they bought a farm in the Brown Mountain area of Stokes Co.,North Carolina and he and Della lived there until her death. He sold the farm and married again, this time locating in Francisco, North Carolina . After his second wife's death, he married again and lived in Mt.Airy,North Carolina until his death in 1989, just four days before his 82nd birthday..

 

 

 

Joseph D. Jackson and Della Mae Inman were married on 25 Jun 1929 in Carroll, Virginia, USA[10]. They had the following children:

i.

Mary Jo Jackson[10, 45] was born on 30 Sep 1931 in Stokes, North Carolina, USA[10, 45]. She married Paul Ray Martin on 30 Apr 1954 in York, South Carolina, USA[10, 45].

Notes for Mary Jo Jackson:

General Notes:

Mary " Jo" Martin was born 30 Sep 1931 in Stokes Co.,North Carolina, to Joseph D. and Della Mae Inman Jackson. When she was just an infant, her parents lived in a small community near Walnut Cove, North Carolina. Her mother had to get water to wash the clothes from a nearby spring. Then she would boil the clothes in a black iron pot that hung over a fire in the yard. One day she left her baby, Jo, just long enough to get some rinse water from the spring. When she returned to the house and walked in, a stranger was standing over the baby's crib getting ready to pick the child up. Della found that he and his former pregnant wife had lived in this house prior to their separation. He had returned, thinking the child was his baby and told Della he had planned to take the child, had she not walked in when she did. Wonder just how different Jo's life would have been without the love of her mom and dad. I am Jo, and everyday of my life I have thanked God for the two parents I had. I feel that who I am and how I think and reason about life is due to the love and nurturing care I received as I was growing up. We were not rich with money, but very rich in love and the things that mattered. We always had plenty of food, good shelter, warm clothing, and lots of work to keep us busy. We had special events in our lives that to this day are sweet memories. Once, the "real" Santa Claus came to see me on Christmas Eve, bringing a doll, a highchair for the doll and a tricycle. I was told to open the door when the knock came. When I did, this huge big Santa reached down, swooped me up and sat me on his lap. While he was asking if I had been a good little girl, I was wetting him in real Christmas terror. He quickly handed me to my Mom and said he assumed I had been a good little girl, and gave me my toys. Some years later, when I was 16 years old, I visited a friend in that community and while at church on Sunday morning, a gentleman came up to me and asked if I was Joe Jackson's oldest daughter. I told him I was and he asked if I remembered my visit from Santa. Needless to say, my face was red with the memories.

 

I began school at Sandy Ridge, North Carolina, moving from there to Lawsonville School in Stokes Co., from there to Germanton, North Carolina, on to Winston-Salem,North Carolina, to Westfield School in Surry Co.,North Carolina, and finally to Nancy Reynolds School in Stokes, North Carolina. All of this moving around during school years was due to my dad's job with the North Carolina State Highway Department. My parents bought a farm when I was a freshman in high school. The farm house was quite a comedown from other places we had lived so it was some time before I felt comfortable in this new home. It was a log house, cool in the summer and also cool in the winter. It was heated by wood stoves. I remember my mom heating black irons on the stove, wrapping them in towels and placing them at the foot of the bed in the winter time so my sister and I could warm our cold feet.

 

Life on the farm in the late 40's was hard. Water had to be wound from a well. There was no indoor plumbing which meant I normally did not drink a lot before retiring at night. Food for the table was raised in the gardens and my Mom canned what was eaten in the winter months along with the cured hams, other pork and occasionally some beef that a peddler would bring by. The only food items bought at a store were flour, cornmeal, sugar, salt, pepper and lots of Karo syrup. My sister ,my Dad and I loved mom's big hot biscuits with butter and Karo syrup. I never enjoyed farm life. Probably because at the time my Dad begin farming I had just realized I was a girl and was concerned about how I looked. It was very difficult to feel feminine after milking a cow before going to school in the mornings. I could never get the smell of warm milk from my hands. While in high school I had a job in the school office and also helped some of the teachers in their homes with baby sitting, ironing clothes, etc. to make some spending money. These were the days before "allowances" for children. (If someone had asked my Dad about giving my sister and me an allowance, he would have assured them he was "allowing" us to live in a warm house and have all we wanted to eat). A lot of the money I made on my odd jobs was spent for "Evening in Paris" cologne or some other equally cheap, smelly scent to try and remove the odors of farm life. I always felt there was more to do in the world than milk cows, hoe weeds from tobacco and corn and sweat profusely while picking green beans. I totally loved and adored Frank Sinatra. I loved listening to the "The Hit Parade" on Saturday nights on the radio. When my grandfather visited on a Saturday night, we listened to the "Grand Ole Opry." According to him, listening to songs like they sang on The Hit Parade was about as sinful as wearing shorts.

 

I was a cheerleader in school and this gave me the opportunity to get away from the community at times and see how others lived. Especially when the school teams played at tournaments in Winston-Salem, North Carolina. At these events, I met "city girls" and marveled at their poise, self-assurance and maturity. As there was no money for college when I graduated from high school I moved to Winston-Salem, North Carolina, and entered Draughon's Business School. The president of the school went with me to First Union Bank and introduced me to Clyde Barber. Mr. Barber said he had never loaned money to a country girl that did not pay him back, so just based on the fact that I came from a farm, he loaned me enough money to pay for tuition, books, etc. I then moved in with a police detective and his wife, telling them I knew how to cook and promised to have dinner ready for them and the house clean when they came in from work each day. The house cleaning was not a problem for me, but I really did not know how to boil water, as I had helped my Dad in the fields and had not done a lot of cooking, while at home. Evidently what I cooked was better than they had been used to because there were no complaints. I eventually got a job at the YWCA, giving me enough money for school supplies and a free meal each day so I moved from the detective's home into a boarding house. This was great as I met so many women from assorted areas of life. There were school teachers, office workers, accountants, one girl worked for a textile company. They taught the country girl many things. Of course in those days, one had to know how to play Canasta. I also learned how to dress, how to wear make-up and do a lot of things that my parents and grandparents probably thought were works of the devil. I also worked at grocery stores on Saturdays, dressed like Scarlett O'Hara, handing out Lemon Thin cookies (FFV company sponsored). For this embarrassing little job I received $12.00 per day. This was actually good money in those days. After graduating from the business school I worked as a junior accountant for a paper company for a while and then went to work as a data analyst for Western Electric. It was there that I met my husband, Paul. We met in January of 1954 and on April 30 of that year we were married. We had two dear children, and moved into a home we had built in Dav-Bow Park in Pfafftown,North Carolina, in 1959. We lived there until Dec of 1993.

 

After the children were born, I stopped working at Western Electric and stayed at home until they began elementary school. One of my neighbors, Marjorie Nifong, a teacher at Northwest Junior High School, told me about an opening for a secretary at her school. I applied for the job and began work there in 1964. About a year later the funds for that position were cut, but at the same time, I heard of an opening at North Forsyth Senior High School. I applied for the job, was interviewed by Julian Gibson, the principal, and hired. This was the most wonderful working experience one could have in that I loved the work, loved the children "young adults", and the school staff became an extended family. All of us who worked at North Forsyth during those years have remained friends and stay in contact with each other. Opal Allen, was the bookkeeper/secretary at North and she taught me the ropes, so to speak. She and I got along very well, both of us had been born in Stokes Co.,North Carolina, and so we used that as a yardstick with which to measure the deeds of others ie -" would it have been done that way in Stokes Co". We worked hard, laughed much and everyone respected the rights of others. Such a different work atmosphere than what I hear about in today's world. Opal and I worked together for so long and knew each other so well that we could actually communicate across the office with our eyes, never having to speak a word.

 

Paul and I had been brought up in the Baptist faith and so after our marriage we began attending church at Macedonia Baptist Church in Tobaccoville, North Carolina. This was the church Paul had attended as he grew up. We both became active in the church.

 

In June of 1961, First Baptist Church of Winston-Salem, North Carolina, conducted a religious census under the direction of Rev. Ronald Rice and Rev. Bob Williams. This was to determine the feasibility of establishing a Baptist Church in the Old Richmond, Dav-Bow Park and Lake Hills communities, ten miles northwest of Winston-Salem, North Carolina , and in the area of our home. A survey in the community was taken and many of the people who were approached expressed enthusiasm for a new church, feeling the need for one in such a rapidly growing community. Meeting at Old Town School on June 27, 1961 with Rev. Ronald Rice, a committee was chosen to represent the community in working with the Pilot Mountain Baptist Association in starting a mission. This committee was composed of Folger Carlton, Grant Jeffries, Othel Wagoner and Jo Martin. On July 24, 1961, a meeting was held at our home with the local committee in attendance, along with representatives from First Baptist Church of Winston-Salem and the Missions Committee of the Pilot Mountain Assoc. Rev. Lewis E. Ludlum, Associational Missionary and Rev. Ronald Rice, Missions Pastor of First Baptist Church, presented a proposal to purchase four and one half acres of land on Highway 65 at Highway 67 for the sum of $12,000. This would be payable over a period of four years, as a cooperative venture of the Pilot Mountain Association, First Baptist Church and the people of the community. A meeting was held with interested members of the community at the Old Richmond Firehouse on Oct 18, 1961 and a vote was taken and passed to accept this assistance. Rev. Ronald Rice delivered our first sermon at this meeting. I can clearly remember telling him that I looked forward to the day when we would eventually have a church and a place for our hymnals to stay put. His comment to me was "there will come a time in your life when these days of working to have a new church in the community, will be a time that you look back on with great joy." He was so right! The following day the Old Richmond Grange was made available for our use and regular services began at 11 A.M. Sunday, October 22, 1961 with Ronald Rice as our pastor. Sunday School with Paul Stewart as Superintendent was organized and officers chosen for all departments. Initial members of the mission, designated at this time as "Elkin Highway Chapel" were: Ginger Dawn Jeffries, Grant and Eva Jeffries, Paul and Jo Martin, Clifford and Mildred Rhyne, Kate and Othel Wagoner. The following week five more names were added: Frances and Paul Stewart, Steve Stewart, Mr. and Mrs. R. A. Truitt.

 

In a business session on March 28, 1962, we voted unanimously to assume the name Immanuel (God with us) Baptist Chapel. Thereafter meetings were held in the Old Richmond Grange Hall, Old Richmond School and in our home. In September 1962 a new home on Highway 65, near the church lot, was purchased to serve as the place of worship until a church building could be constructed. The basement of the house served as the worship area, with upstairs rooms being used for Sunday School classes and nursery.

 

With First Baptist Church of Winston-Salem providing assistance and generous financial support, Immanuel Baptist Chapel was able to proceed rapidly in 1965 with the building program. Ground breaking ceremonies were held on February 21, and construction began immediately with Howard Kiger, Contractor. In 1965 eighteen new members joined our church, and in 1966 twenty new members joined.

 

In a business session in November of 1975 the chapel voted to become a constituted autonomous church in March of 1976. Since there was already a church named Immanuel in the near vicinity, it was decided a name change was in order, and the members voted to assume the name Pfafftown Baptist Church.

 

Paul retired from Western Electric Co in 1982 after being with the company for thirty-five years. I took early retirement from the Winston-Salem/Forsyth Co School System in 1984 and we began to travel. We have covered all the fifty states with exception of Alaska and have visited all Canadian Provinces. At first we traveled on bus tours and although most were enjoyable, we decided to do our "own thing" and began planning our trips with the help of AAA maps. We found this to be most relaxing and pleasant, packing the trunk of the car, leaving home with no schedule, rhyme or reason. We have made some wonderful memories through the years, such as sitting quietly by the side of a lake in Yellowstone Park, very early in the morning, watching large elk cross the road in front of us, stopping on their way to give us a look. In 1999 we were on a trip back home from western states and were about twenty-five miles east of Nashville, TN when an eighteen-wheeler hit us twice. Most wrecks happen so quickly one can hardly recall what happened, but this one went on and on and on. We spun and turned and hit the guardrail twice. Finally we ceased movement and were so thankful to find we were alive and able to walk and talk. After being treated at local hospital we discovered we had only sustained broken and separated ribs. God must really have had something in mind for us to finish.

God has been exceedingly good to me during my life. He gave me great parents, and very loving grandparents. He brought a wonderful, loving and caring husband into my life and blessed me with two lovely, healthy and strong children. I thank Him every day. It is because of my family research that I have written this brief story of my life. I hope I have not lived in vain. I hope that along the way, I have had some impact on others that proved a blessing for them. Hopefully one hundred years from now, someone will enjoy reading about me and the fact that I did live, love and laugh a lot.

 

Update: In October of 2005, I made a decision to sell our home in Wilmington,North Carolina, and move to Boise, ID. Paul's declining health was the reason. He had Alzheimer disease and although I had cared for him at home for five years, he was becoming more and more difficult to take care of by myself. Our son lived in Boise and I knew he would be a great help to me at this time of my life. After the move, Paul's health continued to decline and sadly he passed away in July of 2006.

 

Update: (2008) Boise has become my home now. I am member of Amity United Methodist Church and am very active in church programs. Both my children are located here (as of 2007) and it is true, your home is where your heart is. I have a lovely, five-year old great-granddaughter who is teaching me new and exciting things every day. I look forward to watching her mature into a lovely young lady.

 

During the years after my retirement, I had become quite involved with genealogical research. I located many of our ancestors in my search, doing it the "old fashioned way" by visiting courthouses, cemeteries and libraries, and writing lots and lots of letters, but age was making this a tiring method so, in 1998 I purchased a computer and hopefully I can continue the pursuit of our heritage at an easier pace.

 

 

 

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Notes for Mary Jo Jackson:

General Notes:

Mary " Jo" Martin was born 30 Sep 1931 in Stokes Co.,North Carolina, to Joseph D. and Della Mae Inman Jackson. When she was just an infant, her parents lived in a small community near Walnut Cove, North Carolina. Her mother had to get water to wash the clothes from a nearby spring. Then she would boil the clothes in a black iron pot that hung over a fire in the yard. One day she left her baby, Jo, just long enough to get some rinse water from the spring. When she returned to the house and walked in, a stranger was standing over the baby's crib getting ready to pick the child up. Della found that he and his former pregnant wife had lived in this house prior to their separation. He had returned, thinking the child was his baby and told Della he had planned to take the child, had she not walked in when she did. Wonder just how different Jo's life would have been without the love of her mom and dad. I am Jo, and everyday of my life I have thanked God for the two parents I had. I feel that who I am and how I think and reason about life is due to the love and nurturing care I received as I was growing up. We were not rich with money, but very rich in love and the things that mattered. We always had plenty of food, good shelter, warm clothing, and lots of work to keep us busy. We had special events in our lives that to this day are sweet memories. Once, the "real" Santa Claus came to see me on Christmas Eve, bringing a doll, a highchair for the doll and a tricycle. I was told to open the door when the knock came. When I did, this huge big Santa reached down, swooped me up and sat me on his lap. While he was asking if I had been a good little girl, I was wetting him in real Christmas terror. He quickly handed me to my Mom and said he assumed I had been a good little girl, and gave me my toys. Some years later, when I was 16 years old, I visited a friend in that community and while at church on Sunday morning, a gentleman came up to me and asked if I was Joe Jackson's oldest daughter. I told him I was and he asked if I remembered my visit from Santa. Needless to say, my face was red with the memories.

 

I began school at Sandy Ridge, North Carolina, moving from there to Lawsonville School in Stokes Co., from there to Germanton, North Carolina, on to Winston-Salem,North Carolina, to Westfield School in Surry Co.,North Carolina, and finally to Nancy Reynolds School in Stokes, North Carolina. All of this moving around during school years was due to my dad's job with the North Carolina State Highway Department. My parents bought a farm when I was a freshman in high school. The farm house was quite a comedown from other places we had lived so it was some time before I felt comfortable in this new home. It was a log house, cool in the summer and also cool in the winter. It was heated by wood stoves. I remember my mom heating black irons on the stove, wrapping them in towels and placing them at the foot of the bed in the winter time so my sister and I could warm our cold feet.

 

Life on the farm in the late 40's was hard. Water had to be wound from a well. There was no indoor plumbing which meant I normally did not drink a lot before retiring at night. Food for the table was raised in the gardens and my Mom canned what was eaten in the winter months along with the cured hams, other pork and occasionally some beef that a peddler would bring by. The only food items bought at a store were flour, cornmeal, sugar, salt, pepper and lots of Karo syrup. My sister ,my Dad and I loved mom's big hot biscuits with butter and Karo syrup. I never enjoyed farm life. Probably because at the time my Dad begin farming I had just realized I was a girl and was concerned about how I looked. It was very difficult to feel feminine after milking a cow before going to school in the mornings. I could never get the smell of warm milk from my hands. While in high school I had a job in the school office and also helped some of the teachers in their homes with baby sitting, ironing clothes, etc. to make some spending money. These were the days before "allowances" for children. (If someone had asked my Dad about giving my sister and me an allowance, he would have assured them he was "allowing" us to live in a warm house and have all we wanted to eat). A lot of the money I made on my odd jobs was spent for "Evening in Paris" cologne or some other equally cheap, smelly scent to try and remove the odors of farm life. I always felt there was more to do in the world than milk cows, hoe weeds from tobacco and corn and sweat profusely while picking green beans. I totally loved and adored Frank Sinatra. I loved listening to the "The Hit Parade" on Saturday nights on the radio. When my grandfather visited on a Saturday night, we listened to the "Grand Ole Opry." According to him, listening to songs like they sang on The Hit Parade was about as sinful as wearing shorts.

 

I was a cheerleader in school and this gave me the opportunity to get away from the community at times and see how others lived. Especially when the school teams played at tournaments in Winston-Salem, North Carolina. At these events, I met "city girls" and marveled at their poise, self-assurance and maturity. As there was no money for college when I graduated from high school I moved to Winston-Salem, North Carolina, and entered Draughon's Business School. The president of the school went with me to First Union Bank and introduced me to Clyde Barber. Mr. Barber said he had never loaned money to a country girl that did not pay him back, so just based on the fact that I came from a farm, he loaned me enough money to pay for tuition, books, etc. I then moved in with a police detective and his wife, telling them I knew how to cook and promised to have dinner ready for them and the house clean when they came in from work each day. The house cleaning was not a problem for me, but I really did not know how to boil water, as I had helped my Dad in the fields and had not done a lot of cooking, while at home. Evidently what I cooked was better than they had been used to because there were no complaints. I eventually got a job at the YWCA, giving me enough money for school supplies and a free meal each day so I moved from the detective's home into a boarding house. This was great as I met so many women from assorted areas of life. There were school teachers, office workers, accountants, one girl worked for a textile company. They taught the country girl many things. Of course in those days, one had to know how to play Canasta. I also learned how to dress, how to wear make-up and do a lot of things that my parents and grandparents probably thought were works of the devil. I also worked at grocery stores on Saturdays, dressed like Scarlett O'Hara, handing out Lemon Thin cookies (FFV company sponsored). For this embarrassing little job I received $12.00 per day. This was actually good money in those days. After graduating from the business school I worked as a junior accountant for a paper company for a while and then went to work as a data analyst for Western Electric. It was there that I met my husband, Paul. We met in January of 1954 and on April 30 of that year we were married. We had two dear children, and moved into a home we had built in Dav-Bow Park in Pfafftown,North Carolina, in 1959. We lived there until Dec of 1993.

 

After the children were born, I stopped working at Western Electric and stayed at home until they began elementary school. One of my neighbors, Marjorie Nifong, a teacher at Northwest Junior High School, told me about an opening for a secretary at her school. I applied for the job and began work there in 1964. About a year later the funds for that position were cut, but at the same time, I heard of an opening at North Forsyth Senior High School. I applied for the job, was interviewed by Julian Gibson, the principal, and hired. This was the most wonderful working experience one could have in that I loved the work, loved the children "young adults", and the school staff became an extended family. All of us who worked at North Forsyth during those years have remained friends and stay in contact with each other. Opal Allen, was the bookkeeper/secretary at North and she taught me the ropes, so to speak. She and I got along very well, both of us had been born in Stokes Co.,North Carolina, and so we used that as a yardstick with which to measure the deeds of others ie -" would it have been done that way in Stokes Co". We worked hard, laughed much and everyone respected the rights of others. Such a different work atmosphere than what I hear about in today's world. Opal and I worked together for so long and knew each other so well that we could actually communicate across the office with our eyes, never having to speak a word.

 

Paul and I had been brought up in the Baptist faith and so after our marriage we began attending church at Macedonia Baptist Church in Tobaccoville, North Carolina. This was the church Paul had attended as he grew up. We both became active in the church.

 

In June of 1961, First Baptist Church of Winston-Salem, North Carolina, conducted a religious census under the direction of Rev. Ronald Rice and Rev. Bob Williams. This was to determine the feasibility of establishing a Baptist Church in the Old Richmond, Dav-Bow Park and Lake Hills communities, ten miles northwest of Winston-Salem, North Carolina , and in the area of our home. A survey in the community was taken and many of the people who were approached expressed enthusiasm for a new church, feeling the need for one in such a rapidly growing community. Meeting at Old Town School on June 27, 1961 with Rev. Ronald Rice, a committee was chosen to represent the community in working with the Pilot Mountain Baptist Association in starting a mission. This committee was composed of Folger Carlton, Grant Jeffries, Othel Wagoner and Jo Martin. On July 24, 1961, a meeting was held at our home with the local committee in attendance, along with representatives from First Baptist Church of Winston-Salem and the Missions Committee of the Pilot Mountain Assoc. Rev. Lewis E. Ludlum, Associational Missionary and Rev. Ronald Rice, Missions Pastor of First Baptist Church, presented a proposal to purchase four and one half acres of land on Highway 65 at Highway 67 for the sum of $12,000. This would be payable over a period of four years, as a cooperative venture of the Pilot Mountain Association, First Baptist Church and the people of the community. A meeting was held with interested members of the community at the Old Richmond Firehouse on Oct 18, 1961 and a vote was taken and passed to accept this assistance. Rev. Ronald Rice delivered our first sermon at this meeting. I can clearly remember telling him that I looked forward to the day when we would eventually have a church and a place for our hymnals to stay put. His comment to me was "there will come a time in your life when these days of working to have a new church in the community, will be a time that you look back on with great joy." He was so right! The following day the Old Richmond Grange was made available for our use and regular services began at 11 A.M. Sunday, October 22, 1961 with Ronald Rice as our pastor. Sunday School with Paul Stewart as Superintendent was organized and officers chosen for all departments. Initial members of the mission, designated at this time as "Elkin Highway Chapel" were: Ginger Dawn Jeffries, Grant and Eva Jeffries, Paul and Jo Martin, Clifford and Mildred Rhyne, Kate and Othel Wagoner. The following week five more names were added: Frances and Paul Stewart, Steve Stewart, Mr. and Mrs. R. A. Truitt.

 

In a business session on March 28, 1962, we voted unanimously to assume the name Immanuel (God with us) Baptist Chapel. Thereafter meetings were held in the Old Richmond Grange Hall, Old Richmond School and in our home. In September 1962 a new home on Highway 65, near the church lot, was purchased to serve as the place of worship until a church building could be constructed. The basement of the house served as the worship area, with upstairs rooms being used for Sunday School classes and nursery.

 

With First Baptist Church of Winston-Salem providing assistance and generous financial support, Immanuel Baptist Chapel was able to proceed rapidly in 1965 with the building program. Ground breaking ceremonies were held on February 21, and construction began immediately with Howard Kiger, Contractor. In 1965 eighteen new members joined our church, and in 1966 twenty new members joined.

 

In a business session in November of 1975 the chapel voted to become a constituted autonomous church in March of 1976. Since there was already a church named Immanuel in the near vicinity, it was decided a name change was in order, and the members voted to assume the name Pfafftown Baptist Church.

 

Paul retired from Western Electric Co in 1982 after being with the company for thirty-five years. I took early retirement from the Winston-Salem/Forsyth Co School System in 1984 and we began to travel. We have covered all the fifty states with exception of Alaska and have visited all Canadian Provinces. At first we traveled on bus tours and although most were enjoyable, we decided to do our "own thing" and began planning our trips with the help of AAA maps. We found this to be most relaxing and pleasant, packing the trunk of the car, leaving home with no schedule, rhyme or reason. We have made some wonderful memories through the years, such as sitting quietly by the side of a lake in Yellowstone Park, very early in the morning, watching large elk cross the road in front of us, stopping on their way to give us a look. In 1999 we were on a trip back home from western states and were about twenty-five miles east of Nashville, TN when an eighteen-wheeler hit us twice. Most wrecks happen so quickly one can hardly recall what happened, but this one went on and on and on. We spun and turned and hit the guardrail twice. Finally we ceased movement and were so thankful to find we were alive and able to walk and talk. After being treated at local hospital we discovered we had only sustained broken and separated ribs. God must really have had something in mind for us to finish.

God has been exceedingly good to me during my life. He gave me great parents, and very loving grandparents. He brought a wonderful, loving and caring husband into my life and blessed me with two lovely, healthy and strong children. I thank Him every day. It is because of my family research that I have written this brief story of my life. I hope I have not lived in vain. I hope that along the way, I have had some impact on others that proved a blessing for them. Hopefully one hundred years from now, someone will enjoy reading about me and the fact that I did live, love and laugh a lot.

 

Update: In October of 2005, I made a decision to sell our home in Wilmington,North Carolina, and move to Boise, ID. Paul's declining health was the reason. He had Alzheimer disease and although I had cared for him at home for five years, he was becoming more and more difficult to take care of by myself. Our son lived in Boise and I knew he would be a great help to me at this time of my life. After the move, Paul's health continued to decline and sadly he passed away in July of 2006.

 

Update: (2008) Boise has become my home now. I am member of Amity United Methodist Church and am very active in church programs. Both my children are located here (as of 2007) and it is true, your home is where your heart is. I have a lovely, five-year old great-granddaughter who is teaching me new and exciting things every day. I look forward to watching her mature into a lovely young lady.

 

During the years after my retirement, I had become quite involved with genealogical research. I located many of our ancestors in my search, doing it the "old fashioned way" by visiting courthouses, cemeteries and libraries, and writing lots and lots of letters, but age was making this a tiring method so, in 1998 I purchased a computer and hopefully I can continue the pursuit of our heritage at an easier pace.

 

 

 

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Descendants of Jarret Scott
Generation 4 (con't)

Notes for Mary Jo Jackson:

General Notes:

Mary " Jo" Martin was born 30 Sep 1931 in Stokes Co.,North Carolina, to Joseph D. and Della Mae Inman Jackson. When she was just an infant, her parents lived in a small community near Walnut Cove, North Carolina. Her mother had to get water to wash the clothes from a nearby spring. Then she would boil the clothes in a black iron pot that hung over a fire in the yard. One day she left her baby, Jo, just long enough to get some rinse water from the spring. When she returned to the house and walked in, a stranger was standing over the baby's crib getting ready to pick the child up. Della found that he and his former pregnant wife had lived in this house prior to their separation. He had returned, thinking the child was his baby and told Della he had planned to take the child, had she not walked in when she did. Wonder just how different Jo's life would have been without the love of her mom and dad. I am Jo, and everyday of my life I have thanked God for the two parents I had. I feel that who I am and how I think and reason about life is due to the love and nurturing care I received as I was growing up. We were not rich with money, but very rich in love and the things that mattered. We always had plenty of food, good shelter, warm clothing, and lots of work to keep us busy. We had special events in our lives that to this day are sweet memories. Once, the "real" Santa Claus came to see me on Christmas Eve, bringing a doll, a highchair for the doll and a tricycle. I was told to open the door when the knock came. When I did, this huge big Santa reached down, swooped me up and sat me on his lap. While he was asking if I had been a good little girl, I was wetting him in real Christmas terror. He quickly handed me to my Mom and said he assumed I had been a good little girl, and gave me my toys. Some years later, when I was 16 years old, I visited a friend in that community and while at church on Sunday morning, a gentleman came up to me and asked if I was Joe Jackson's oldest daughter. I told him I was and he asked if I remembered my visit from Santa. Needless to say, my face was red with the memories.

 

I began school at Sandy Ridge, North Carolina, moving from there to Lawsonville School in Stokes Co., from there to Germanton, North Carolina, on to Winston-Salem,North Carolina, to Westfield School in Surry Co.,North Carolina, and finally to Nancy Reynolds School in Stokes, North Carolina. All of this moving around during school years was due to my dad's job with the North Carolina State Highway Department. My parents bought a farm when I was a freshman in high school. The farm house was quite a comedown from other places we had lived so it was some time before I felt comfortable in this new home. It was a log house, cool in the summer and also cool in the winter. It was heated by wood stoves. I remember my mom heating black irons on the stove, wrapping them in towels and placing them at the foot of the bed in the winter time so my sister and I could warm our cold feet.

 

Life on the farm in the late 40's was hard. Water had to be wound from a well. There was no indoor plumbing which meant I normally did not drink a lot before retiring at night. Food for the table was raised in the gardens and my Mom canned what was eaten in the winter months along with the cured hams, other pork and occasionally some beef that a peddler would bring by. The only food items bought at a store were flour, cornmeal, sugar, salt, pepper and lots of Karo syrup. My sister ,my Dad and I loved mom's big hot biscuits with butter and Karo syrup. I never enjoyed farm life. Probably because at the time my Dad begin farming I had just realized I was a girl and was concerned about how I looked. It was very difficult to feel feminine after milking a cow before going to school in the mornings. I could never get the smell of warm milk from my hands. While in high school I had a job in the school office and also helped some of the teachers in their homes with baby sitting, ironing clothes, etc. to make some spending money. These were the days before "allowances" for children. (If someone had asked my Dad about giving my sister and me an allowance, he would have assured them he was "allowing" us to live in a warm house and have all we wanted to eat). A lot of the money I made on my odd jobs was spent for "Evening in Paris" cologne or some other equally cheap, smelly scent to try and remove the odors of farm life. I always felt there was more to do in the world than milk cows, hoe weeds from tobacco and corn and sweat profusely while picking green beans. I totally loved and adored Frank Sinatra. I loved listening to the "The Hit Parade" on Saturday nights on the radio. When my grandfather visited on a Saturday night, we listened to the "Grand Ole Opry." According to him, listening to songs like they sang on The Hit Parade was about as sinful as wearing shorts.

 

I was a cheerleader in school and this gave me the opportunity to get away from the community at times and see how others lived. Especially when the school teams played at tournaments in Winston-Salem, North Carolina. At these events, I met "city girls" and marveled at their poise, self-assurance and maturity. As there was no money for college when I graduated from high school I moved to Winston-Salem, North Carolina, and entered Draughon's Business School. The president of the school went with me to First Union Bank and introduced me to Clyde Barber. Mr. Barber said he had never loaned money to a country girl that did not pay him back, so just based on the fact that I came from a farm, he loaned me enough money to pay for tuition, books, etc. I then moved in with a police detective and his wife, telling them I knew how to cook and promised to have dinner ready for them and the house clean when they came in from work each day. The house cleaning was not a problem for me, but I really did not know how to boil water, as I had helped my Dad in the fields and had not done a lot of cooking, while at home. Evidently what I cooked was better than they had been used to because there were no complaints. I eventually got a job at the YWCA, giving me enough money for school supplies and a free meal each day so I moved from the detective's home into a boarding house. This was great as I met so many women from assorted areas of life. There were school teachers, office workers, accountants, one girl worked for a textile company. They taught the country girl many things. Of course in those days, one had to know how to play Canasta. I also learned how to dress, how to wear make-up and do a lot of things that my parents and grandparents probably thought were works of the devil. I also worked at grocery stores on Saturdays, dressed like Scarlett O'Hara, handing out Lemon Thin cookies (FFV company sponsored). For this embarrassing little job I received $12.00 per day. This was actually good money in those days. After graduating from the business school I worked as a junior accountant for a paper company for a while and then went to work as a data analyst for Western Electric. It was there that I met my husband, Paul. We met in January of 1954 and on April 30 of that year we were married. We had two dear children, and moved into a home we had built in Dav-Bow Park in Pfafftown,North Carolina, in 1959. We lived there until Dec of 1993.

 

After the children were born, I stopped working at Western Electric and stayed at home until they began elementary school. One of my neighbors, Marjorie Nifong, a teacher at Northwest Junior High School, told me about an opening for a secretary at her school. I applied for the job and began work there in 1964. About a year later the funds for that position were cut, but at the same time, I heard of an opening at North Forsyth Senior High School. I applied for the job, was interviewed by Julian Gibson, the principal, and hired. This was the most wonderful working experience one could have in that I loved the work, loved the children "young adults", and the school staff became an extended family. All of us who worked at North Forsyth during those years have remained friends and stay in contact with each other. Opal Allen, was the bookkeeper/secretary at North and she taught me the ropes, so to speak. She and I got along very well, both of us had been born in Stokes Co.,North Carolina, and so we used that as a yardstick with which to measure the deeds of others ie -" would it have been done that way in Stokes Co". We worked hard, laughed much and everyone respected the rights of others. Such a different work atmosphere than what I hear about in today's world. Opal and I worked together for so long and knew each other so well that we could actually communicate across the office with our eyes, never having to speak a word.

 

Paul and I had been brought up in the Baptist faith and so after our marriage we began attending church at Macedonia Baptist Church in Tobaccoville, North Carolina. This was the church Paul had attended as he grew up. We both became active in the church.

 

In June of 1961, First Baptist Church of Winston-Salem, North Carolina, conducted a religious census under the direction of Rev. Ronald Rice and Rev. Bob Williams. This was to determine the feasibility of establishing a Baptist Church in the Old Richmond, Dav-Bow Park and Lake Hills communities, ten miles northwest of Winston-Salem, North Carolina , and in the area of our home. A survey in the community was taken and many of the people who were approached expressed enthusiasm for a new church, feeling the need for one in such a rapidly growing community. Meeting at Old Town School on June 27, 1961 with Rev. Ronald Rice, a committee was chosen to represent the community in working with the Pilot Mountain Baptist Association in starting a mission. This committee was composed of Folger Carlton, Grant Jeffries, Othel Wagoner and Jo Martin. On July 24, 1961, a meeting was held at our home with the local committee in attendance, along with representatives from First Baptist Church of Winston-Salem and the Missions Committee of the Pilot Mountain Assoc. Rev. Lewis E. Ludlum, Associational Missionary and Rev. Ronald Rice, Missions Pastor of First Baptist Church, presented a proposal to purchase four and one half acres of land on Highway 65 at Highway 67 for the sum of $12,000. This would be payable over a period of four years, as a cooperative venture of the Pilot Mountain Association, First Baptist Church and the people of the community. A meeting was held with interested members of the community at the Old Richmond Firehouse on Oct 18, 1961 and a vote was taken and passed to accept this assistance. Rev. Ronald Rice delivered our first sermon at this meeting. I can clearly remember telling him that I looked forward to the day when we would eventually have a church and a place for our hymnals to stay put. His comment to me was "there will come a time in your life when these days of working to have a new church in the community, will be a time that you look back on with great joy." He was so right! The following day the Old Richmond Grange was made available for our use and regular services began at 11 A.M. Sunday, October 22, 1961 with Ronald Rice as our pastor. Sunday School with Paul Stewart as Superintendent was organized and officers chosen for all departments. Initial members of the mission, designated at this time as "Elkin Highway Chapel" were: Ginger Dawn Jeffries, Grant and Eva Jeffries, Paul and Jo Martin, Clifford and Mildred Rhyne, Kate and Othel Wagoner. The following week five more names were added: Frances and Paul Stewart, Steve Stewart, Mr. and Mrs. R. A. Truitt.

 

In a business session on March 28, 1962, we voted unanimously to assume the name Immanuel (God with us) Baptist Chapel. Thereafter meetings were held in the Old Richmond Grange Hall, Old Richmond School and in our home. In September 1962 a new home on Highway 65, near the church lot, was purchased to serve as the place of worship until a church building could be constructed. The basement of the house served as the worship area, with upstairs rooms being used for Sunday School classes and nursery.

 

With First Baptist Church of Winston-Salem providing assistance and generous financial support, Immanuel Baptist Chapel was able to proceed rapidly in 1965 with the building program. Ground breaking ceremonies were held on February 21, and construction began immediately with Howard Kiger, Contractor. In 1965 eighteen new members joined our church, and in 1966 twenty new members joined.

 

In a business session in November of 1975 the chapel voted to become a constituted autonomous church in March of 1976. Since there was already a church named Immanuel in the near vicinity, it was decided a name change was in order, and the members voted to assume the name Pfafftown Baptist Church.

 

Paul retired from Western Electric Co in 1982 after being with the company for thirty-five years. I took early retirement from the Winston-Salem/Forsyth Co School System in 1984 and we began to travel. We have covered all the fifty states with exception of Alaska and have visited all Canadian Provinces. At first we traveled on bus tours and although most were enjoyable, we decided to do our "own thing" and began planning our trips with the help of AAA maps. We found this to be most relaxing and pleasant, packing the trunk of the car, leaving home with no schedule, rhyme or reason. We have made some wonderful memories through the years, such as sitting quietly by the side of a lake in Yellowstone Park, very early in the morning, watching large elk cross the road in front of us, stopping on their way to give us a look. In 1999 we were on a trip back home from western states and were about twenty-five miles east of Nashville, TN when an eighteen-wheeler hit us twice. Most wrecks happen so quickly one can hardly recall what happened, but this one went on and on and on. We spun and turned and hit the guardrail twice. Finally we ceased movement and were so thankful to find we were alive and able to walk and talk. After being treated at local hospital we discovered we had only sustained broken and separated ribs. God must really have had something in mind for us to finish.

God has been exceedingly good to me during my life. He gave me great parents, and very loving grandparents. He brought a wonderful, loving and caring husband into my life and blessed me with two lovely, healthy and strong children. I thank Him every day. It is because of my family research that I have written this brief story of my life. I hope I have not lived in vain. I hope that along the way, I have had some impact on others that proved a blessing for them. Hopefully one hundred years from now, someone will enjoy reading about me and the fact that I did live, love and laugh a lot.

 

Update: In October of 2005, I made a decision to sell our home in Wilmington,North Carolina, and move to Boise, ID. Paul's declining health was the reason. He had Alzheimer disease and although I had cared for him at home for five years, he was becoming more and more difficult to take care of by myself. Our son lived in Boise and I knew he would be a great help to me at this time of my life. After the move, Paul's health continued to decline and sadly he passed away in July of 2006.

 

Update: (2008) Boise has become my home now. I am member of Amity United Methodist Church and am very active in church programs. Both my children are located here (as of 2007) and it is true, your home is where your heart is. I have a lovely, five-year old great-granddaughter who is teaching me new and exciting things every day. I look forward to watching her mature into a lovely young lady.

 

During the years after my retirement, I had become quite involved with genealogical research. I located many of our ancestors in my search, doing it the "old fashioned way" by visiting courthouses, cemeteries and libraries, and writing lots and lots of letters, but age was making this a tiring method so, in 1998 I purchased a computer and hopefully I can continue the pursuit of our heritage at an easier pace.

 

 

 

Page 25 of 36 Saturday, February 06, 2010 3:53:54 PM
Descendants of Jarret Scott
Generation 4 (con't)

Notes for Mary Jo Jackson:

General Notes:

Mary " Jo" Martin was born 30 Sep 1931 in Stokes Co.,North Carolina, to Joseph D. and Della Mae Inman Jackson. When she was just an infant, her parents lived in a small community near Walnut Cove, North Carolina. Her mother had to get water to wash the clothes from a nearby spring. Then she would boil the clothes in a black iron pot that hung over a fire in the yard. One day she left her baby, Jo, just long enough to get some rinse water from the spring. When she returned to the house and walked in, a stranger was standing over the baby's crib getting ready to pick the child up. Della found that he and his former pregnant wife had lived in this house prior to their separation. He had returned, thinking the child was his baby and told Della he had planned to take the child, had she not walked in when she did. Wonder just how different Jo's life would have been without the love of her mom and dad. I am Jo, and everyday of my life I have thanked God for the two parents I had. I feel that who I am and how I think and reason about life is due to the love and nurturing care I received as I was growing up. We were not rich with money, but very rich in love and the things that mattered. We always had plenty of food, good shelter, warm clothing, and lots of work to keep us busy. We had special events in our lives that to this day are sweet memories. Once, the "real" Santa Claus came to see me on Christmas Eve, bringing a doll, a highchair for the doll and a tricycle. I was told to open the door when the knock came. When I did, this huge big Santa reached down, swooped me up and sat me on his lap. While he was asking if I had been a good little girl, I was wetting him in real Christmas terror. He quickly handed me to my Mom and said he assumed I had been a good little girl, and gave me my toys. Some years later, when I was 16 years old, I visited a friend in that community and while at church on Sunday morning, a gentleman came up to me and asked if I was Joe Jackson's oldest daughter. I told him I was and he asked if I remembered my visit from Santa. Needless to say, my face was red with the memories.

 

I began school at Sandy Ridge, North Carolina, moving from there to Lawsonville School in Stokes Co., from there to Germanton, North Carolina, on to Winston-Salem,North Carolina, to Westfield School in Surry Co.,North Carolina, and finally to Nancy Reynolds School in Stokes, North Carolina. All of this moving around during school years was due to my dad's job with the North Carolina State Highway Department. My parents bought a farm when I was a freshman in high school. The farm house was quite a comedown from other places we had lived so it was some time before I felt comfortable in this new home. It was a log house, cool in the summer and also cool in the winter. It was heated by wood stoves. I remember my mom heating black irons on the stove, wrapping them in towels and placing them at the foot of the bed in the winter time so my sister and I could warm our cold feet.

 

Life on the farm in the late 40's was hard. Water had to be wound from a well. There was no indoor plumbing which meant I normally did not drink a lot before retiring at night. Food for the table was raised in the gardens and my Mom canned what was eaten in the winter months along with the cured hams, other pork and occasionally some beef that a peddler would bring by. The only food items bought at a store were flour, cornmeal, sugar, salt, pepper and lots of Karo syrup. My sister ,my Dad and I loved mom's big hot biscuits with butter and Karo syrup. I never enjoyed farm life. Probably because at the time my Dad begin farming I had just realized I was a girl and was concerned about how I looked. It was very difficult to feel feminine after milking a cow before going to school in the mornings. I could never get the smell of warm milk from my hands. While in high school I had a job in the school office and also helped some of the teachers in their homes with baby sitting, ironing clothes, etc. to make some spending money. These were the days before "allowances" for children. (If someone had asked my Dad about giving my sister and me an allowance, he would have assured them he was "allowing" us to live in a warm house and have all we wanted to eat). A lot of the money I made on my odd jobs was spent for "Evening in Paris" cologne or some other equally cheap, smelly scent to try and remove the odors of farm life. I always felt there was more to do in the world than milk cows, hoe weeds from tobacco and corn and sweat profusely while picking green beans. I totally loved and adored Frank Sinatra. I loved listening to the "The Hit Parade" on Saturday nights on the radio. When my grandfather visited on a Saturday night, we listened to the "Grand Ole Opry." According to him, listening to songs like they sang on The Hit Parade was about as sinful as wearing shorts.

 

I was a cheerleader in school and this gave me the opportunity to get away from the community at times and see how others lived. Especially when the school teams played at tournaments in Winston-Salem, North Carolina. At these events, I met "city girls" and marveled at their poise, self-assurance and maturity. As there was no money for college when I graduated from high school I moved to Winston-Salem, North Carolina, and entered Draughon's Business School. The president of the school went with me to First Union Bank and introduced me to Clyde Barber. Mr. Barber said he had never loaned money to a country girl that did not pay him back, so just based on the fact that I came from a farm, he loaned me enough money to pay for tuition, books, etc. I then moved in with a police detective and his wife, telling them I knew how to cook and promised to have dinner ready for them and the house clean when they came in from work each day. The house cleaning was not a problem for me, but I really did not know how to boil water, as I had helped my Dad in the fields and had not done a lot of cooking, while at home. Evidently what I cooked was better than they had been used to because there were no complaints. I eventually got a job at the YWCA, giving me enough money for school supplies and a free meal each day so I moved from the detective's home into a boarding house. This was great as I met so many women from assorted areas of life. There were school teachers, office workers, accountants, one girl worked for a textile company. They taught the country girl many things. Of course in those days, one had to know how to play Canasta. I also learned how to dress, how to wear make-up and do a lot of things that my parents and grandparents probably thought were works of the devil. I also worked at grocery stores on Saturdays, dressed like Scarlett O'Hara, handing out Lemon Thin cookies (FFV company sponsored). For this embarrassing little job I received $12.00 per day. This was actually good money in those days. After graduating from the business school I worked as a junior accountant for a paper company for a while and then went to work as a data analyst for Western Electric. It was there that I met my husband, Paul. We met in January of 1954 and on April 30 of that year we were married. We had two dear children, and moved into a home we had built in Dav-Bow Park in Pfafftown,North Carolina, in 1959. We lived there until Dec of 1993.

 

After the children were born, I stopped working at Western Electric and stayed at home until they began elementary school. One of my neighbors, Marjorie Nifong, a teacher at Northwest Junior High School, told me about an opening for a secretary at her school. I applied for the job and began work there in 1964. About a year later the funds for that position were cut, but at the same time, I heard of an opening at North Forsyth Senior High School. I applied for the job, was interviewed by Julian Gibson, the principal, and hired. This was the most wonderful working experience one could have in that I loved the work, loved the children "young adults", and the school staff became an extended family. All of us who worked at North Forsyth during those years have remained friends and stay in contact with each other. Opal Allen, was the bookkeeper/secretary at North and she taught me the ropes, so to speak. She and I got along very well, both of us had been born in Stokes Co.,North Carolina, and so we used that as a yardstick with which to measure the deeds of others ie -" would it have been done that way in Stokes Co". We worked hard, laughed much and everyone respected the rights of others. Such a different work atmosphere than what I hear about in today's world. Opal and I worked together for so long and knew each other so well that we could actually communicate across the office with our eyes, never having to speak a word.

 

Paul and I had been brought up in the Baptist faith and so after our marriage we began attending church at Macedonia Baptist Church in Tobaccoville, North Carolina. This was the church Paul had attended as he grew up. We both became active in the church.

 

In June of 1961, First Baptist Church of Winston-Salem, North Carolina, conducted a religious census under the direction of Rev. Ronald Rice and Rev. Bob Williams. This was to determine the feasibility of establishing a Baptist Church in the Old Richmond, Dav-Bow Park and Lake Hills communities, ten miles northwest of Winston-Salem, North Carolina , and in the area of our home. A survey in the community was taken and many of the people who were approached expressed enthusiasm for a new church, feeling the need for one in such a rapidly growing community. Meeting at Old Town School on June 27, 1961 with Rev. Ronald Rice, a committee was chosen to represent the community in working with the Pilot Mountain Baptist Association in starting a mission. This committee was composed of Folger Carlton, Grant Jeffries, Othel Wagoner and Jo Martin. On July 24, 1961, a meeting was held at our home with the local committee in attendance, along with representatives from First Baptist Church of Winston-Salem and the Missions Committee of the Pilot Mountain Assoc. Rev. Lewis E. Ludlum, Associational Missionary and Rev. Ronald Rice, Missions Pastor of First Baptist Church, presented a proposal to purchase four and one half acres of land on Highway 65 at Highway 67 for the sum of $12,000. This would be payable over a period of four years, as a cooperative venture of the Pilot Mountain Association, First Baptist Church and the people of the community. A meeting was held with interested members of the community at the Old Richmond Firehouse on Oct 18, 1961 and a vote was taken and passed to accept this assistance. Rev. Ronald Rice delivered our first sermon at this meeting. I can clearly remember telling him that I looked forward to the day when we would eventually have a church and a place for our hymnals to stay put. His comment to me was "there will come a time in your life when these days of working to have a new church in the community, will be a time that you look back on with great joy." He was so right! The following day the Old Richmond Grange was made available for our use and regular services began at 11 A.M. Sunday, October 22, 1961 with Ronald Rice as our pastor. Sunday School with Paul Stewart as Superintendent was organized and officers chosen for all departments. Initial members of the mission, designated at this time as "Elkin Highway Chapel" were: Ginger Dawn Jeffries, Grant and Eva Jeffries, Paul and Jo Martin, Clifford and Mildred Rhyne, Kate and Othel Wagoner. The following week five more names were added: Frances and Paul Stewart, Steve Stewart, Mr. and Mrs. R. A. Truitt.

 

In a business session on March 28, 1962, we voted unanimously to assume the name Immanuel (God with us) Baptist Chapel. Thereafter meetings were held in the Old Richmond Grange Hall, Old Richmond School and in our home. In September 1962 a new home on Highway 65, near the church lot, was purchased to serve as the place of worship until a church building could be constructed. The basement of the house served as the worship area, with upstairs rooms being used for Sunday School classes and nursery.

 

With First Baptist Church of Winston-Salem providing assistance and generous financial support, Immanuel Baptist Chapel was able to proceed rapidly in 1965 with the building program. Ground breaking ceremonies were held on February 21, and construction began immediately with Howard Kiger, Contractor. In 1965 eighteen new members joined our church, and in 1966 twenty new members joined.

 

In a business session in November of 1975 the chapel voted to become a constituted autonomous church in March of 1976. Since there was already a church named Immanuel in the near vicinity, it was decided a name change was in order, and the members voted to assume the name Pfafftown Baptist Church.

 

Paul retired from Western Electric Co in 1982 after being with the company for thirty-five years. I took early retirement from the Winston-Salem/Forsyth Co School System in 1984 and we began to travel. We have covered all the fifty states with exception of Alaska and have visited all Canadian Provinces. At first we traveled on bus tours and although most were enjoyable, we decided to do our "own thing" and began planning our trips with the help of AAA maps. We found this to be most relaxing and pleasant, packing the trunk of the car, leaving home with no schedule, rhyme or reason. We have made some wonderful memories through the years, such as sitting quietly by the side of a lake in Yellowstone Park, very early in the morning, watching large elk cross the road in front of us, stopping on their way to give us a look. In 1999 we were on a trip back home from western states and were about twenty-five miles east of Nashville, TN when an eighteen-wheeler hit us twice. Most wrecks happen so quickly one can hardly recall what happened, but this one went on and on and on. We spun and turned and hit the guardrail twice. Finally we ceased movement and were so thankful to find we were alive and able to walk and talk. After being treated at local hospital we discovered we had only sustained broken and separated ribs. God must really have had something in mind for us to finish.

God has been exceedingly good to me during my life. He gave me great parents, and very loving grandparents. He brought a wonderful, loving and caring husband into my life and blessed me with two lovely, healthy and strong children. I thank Him every day. It is because of my family research that I have written this brief story of my life. I hope I have not lived in vain. I hope that along the way, I have had some impact on others that proved a blessing for them. Hopefully one hundred years from now, someone will enjoy reading about me and the fact that I did live, love and laugh a lot.

 

Update: In October of 2005, I made a decision to sell our home in Wilmington,North Carolina, and move to Boise, ID. Paul's declining health was the reason. He had Alzheimer disease and although I had cared for him at home for five years, he was becoming more and more difficult to take care of by myself. Our son lived in Boise and I knew he would be a great help to me at this time of my life. After the move, Paul's health continued to decline and sadly he passed away in July of 2006.

 

Update: (2008) Boise has become my home now. I am member of Amity United Methodist Church and am very active in church programs. Both my children are located here (as of 2007) and it is true, your home is where your heart is. I have a lovely, five-year old great-granddaughter who is teaching me new and exciting things every day. I look forward to watching her mature into a lovely young lady.

 

During the years after my retirement, I had become quite involved with genealogical research. I located many of our ancestors in my search, doing it the "old fashioned way" by visiting courthouses, cemeteries and libraries, and writing lots and lots of letters, but age was making this a tiring method so, in 1998 I purchased a computer and hopefully I can continue the pursuit of our heritage at an easier pace.

 

 

 

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Notes for Mary Jo Jackson:

General Notes:

Mary " Jo" Martin was born 30 Sep 1931 in Stokes Co.,North Carolina, to Joseph D. and Della Mae Inman Jackson. When she was just an infant, her parents lived in a small community near Walnut Cove, North Carolina. Her mother had to get water to wash the clothes from a nearby spring. Then she would boil the clothes in a black iron pot that hung over a fire in the yard. One day she left her baby, Jo, just long enough to get some rinse water from the spring. When she returned to the house and walked in, a stranger was standing over the baby's crib getting ready to pick the child up. Della found that he and his former pregnant wife had lived in this house prior to their separation. He had returned, thinking the child was his baby and told Della he had planned to take the child, had she not walked in when she did. Wonder just how different Jo's life would have been without the love of her mom and dad. I am Jo, and everyday of my life I have thanked God for the two parents I had. I feel that who I am and how I think and reason about life is due to the love and nurturing care I received as I was growing up. We were not rich with money, but very rich in love and the things that mattered. We always had plenty of food, good shelter, warm clothing, and lots of work to keep us busy. We had special events in our lives that to this day are sweet memories. Once, the "real" Santa Claus came to see me on Christmas Eve, bringing a doll, a highchair for the doll and a tricycle. I was told to open the door when the knock came. When I did, this huge big Santa reached down, swooped me up and sat me on his lap. While he was asking if I had been a good little girl, I was wetting him in real Christmas terror. He quickly handed me to my Mom and said he assumed I had been a good little girl, and gave me my toys. Some years later, when I was 16 years old, I visited a friend in that community and while at church on Sunday morning, a gentleman came up to me and asked if I was Joe Jackson's oldest daughter. I told him I was and he asked if I remembered my visit from Santa. Needless to say, my face was red with the memories.

 

I began school at Sandy Ridge, North Carolina, moving from there to Lawsonville School in Stokes Co., from there to Germanton, North Carolina, on to Winston-Salem,North Carolina, to Westfield School in Surry Co.,North Carolina, and finally to Nancy Reynolds School in Stokes, North Carolina. All of this moving around during school years was due to my dad's job with the North Carolina State Highway Department. My parents bought a farm when I was a freshman in high school. The farm house was quite a comedown from other places we had lived so it was some time before I felt comfortable in this new home. It was a log house, cool in the summer and also cool in the winter. It was heated by wood stoves. I remember my mom heating black irons on the stove, wrapping them in towels and placing them at the foot of the bed in the winter time so my sister and I could warm our cold feet.

 

Life on the farm in the late 40's was hard. Water had to be wound from a well. There was no indoor plumbing which meant I normally did not drink a lot before retiring at night. Food for the table was raised in the gardens and my Mom canned what was eaten in the winter months along with the cured hams, other pork and occasionally some beef that a peddler would bring by. The only food items bought at a store were flour, cornmeal, sugar, salt, pepper and lots of Karo syrup. My sister ,my Dad and I loved mom's big hot biscuits with butter and Karo syrup. I never enjoyed farm life. Probably because at the time my Dad begin farming I had just realized I was a girl and was concerned about how I looked. It was very difficult to feel feminine after milking a cow before going to school in the mornings. I could never get the smell of warm milk from my hands. While in high school I had a job in the school office and also helped some of the teachers in their homes with baby sitting, ironing clothes, etc. to make some spending money. These were the days before "allowances" for children. (If someone had asked my Dad about giving my sister and me an allowance, he would have assured them he was "allowing" us to live in a warm house and have all we wanted to eat). A lot of the money I made on my odd jobs was spent for "Evening in Paris" cologne or some other equally cheap, smelly scent to try and remove the odors of farm life. I always felt there was more to do in the world than milk cows, hoe weeds from tobacco and corn and sweat profusely while picking green beans. I totally loved and adored Frank Sinatra. I loved listening to the "The Hit Parade" on Saturday nights on the radio. When my grandfather visited on a Saturday night, we listened to the "Grand Ole Opry." According to him, listening to songs like they sang on The Hit Parade was about as sinful as wearing shorts.

 

I was a cheerleader in school and this gave me the opportunity to get away from the community at times and see how others lived. Especially when the school teams played at tournaments in Winston-Salem, North Carolina. At these events, I met "city girls" and marveled at their poise, self-assurance and maturity. As there was no money for college when I graduated from high school I moved to Winston-Salem, North Carolina, and entered Draughon's Business School. The president of the school went with me to First Union Bank and introduced me to Clyde Barber. Mr. Barber said he had never loaned money to a country girl that did not pay him back, so just based on the fact that I came from a farm, he loaned me enough money to pay for tuition, books, etc. I then moved in with a police detective and his wife, telling them I knew how to cook and promised to have dinner ready for them and the house clean when they came in from work each day. The house cleaning was not a problem for me, but I really did not know how to boil water, as I had helped my Dad in the fields and had not done a lot of cooking, while at home. Evidently what I cooked was better than they had been used to because there were no complaints. I eventually got a job at the YWCA, giving me enough money for school supplies and a free meal each day so I moved from the detective's home into a boarding house. This was great as I met so many women from assorted areas of life. There were school teachers, office workers, accountants, one girl worked for a textile company. They taught the country girl many things. Of course in those days, one had to know how to play Canasta. I also learned how to dress, how to wear make-up and do a lot of things that my parents and grandparents probably thought were works of the devil. I also worked at grocery stores on Saturdays, dressed like Scarlett O'Hara, handing out Lemon Thin cookies (FFV company sponsored). For this embarrassing little job I received $12.00 per day. This was actually good money in those days. After graduating from the business school I worked as a junior accountant for a paper company for a while and then went to work as a data analyst for Western Electric. It was there that I met my husband, Paul. We met in January of 1954 and on April 30 of that year we were married. We had two dear children, and moved into a home we had built in Dav-Bow Park in Pfafftown,North Carolina, in 1959. We lived there until Dec of 1993.

 

After the children were born, I stopped working at Western Electric and stayed at home until they began elementary school. One of my neighbors, Marjorie Nifong, a teacher at Northwest Junior High School, told me about an opening for a secretary at her school. I applied for the job and began work there in 1964. About a year later the funds for that position were cut, but at the same time, I heard of an opening at North Forsyth Senior High School. I applied for the job, was interviewed by Julian Gibson, the principal, and hired. This was the most wonderful working experience one could have in that I loved the work, loved the children "young adults", and the school staff became an extended family. All of us who worked at North Forsyth during those years have remained friends and stay in contact with each other. Opal Allen, was the bookkeeper/secretary at North and she taught me the ropes, so to speak. She and I got along very well, both of us had been born in Stokes Co.,North Carolina, and so we used that as a yardstick with which to measure the deeds of others ie -" would it have been done that way in Stokes Co". We worked hard, laughed much and everyone respected the rights of others. Such a different work atmosphere than what I hear about in today's world. Opal and I worked together for so long and knew each other so well that we could actually communicate across the office with our eyes, never having to speak a word.

 

Paul and I had been brought up in the Baptist faith and so after our marriage we began attending church at Macedonia Baptist Church in Tobaccoville, North Carolina. This was the church Paul had attended as he grew up. We both became active in the church.

 

In June of 1961, First Baptist Church of Winston-Salem, North Carolina, conducted a religious census under the direction of Rev. Ronald Rice and Rev. Bob Williams. This was to determine the feasibility of establishing a Baptist Church in the Old Richmond, Dav-Bow Park and Lake Hills communities, ten miles northwest of Winston-Salem, North Carolina , and in the area of our home. A survey in the community was taken and many of the people who were approached expressed enthusiasm for a new church, feeling the need for one in such a rapidly growing community. Meeting at Old Town School on June 27, 1961 with Rev. Ronald Rice, a committee was chosen to represent the community in working with the Pilot Mountain Baptist Association in starting a mission. This committee was composed of Folger Carlton, Grant Jeffries, Othel Wagoner and Jo Martin. On July 24, 1961, a meeting was held at our home with the local committee in attendance, along with representatives from First Baptist Church of Winston-Salem and the Missions Committee of the Pilot Mountain Assoc. Rev. Lewis E. Ludlum, Associational Missionary and Rev. Ronald Rice, Missions Pastor of First Baptist Church, presented a proposal to purchase four and one half acres of land on Highway 65 at Highway 67 for the sum of $12,000. This would be payable over a period of four years, as a cooperative venture of the Pilot Mountain Association, First Baptist Church and the people of the community. A meeting was held with interested members of the community at the Old Richmond Firehouse on Oct 18, 1961 and a vote was taken and passed to accept this assistance. Rev. Ronald Rice delivered our first sermon at this meeting. I can clearly remember telling him that I looked forward to the day when we would eventually have a church and a place for our hymnals to stay put. His comment to me was "there will come a time in your life when these days of working to have a new church in the community, will be a time that you look back on with great joy." He was so right! The following day the Old Richmond Grange was made available for our use and regular services began at 11 A.M. Sunday, October 22, 1961 with Ronald Rice as our pastor. Sunday School with Paul Stewart as Superintendent was organized and officers chosen for all departments. Initial members of the mission, designated at this time as "Elkin Highway Chapel" were: Ginger Dawn Jeffries, Grant and Eva Jeffries, Paul and Jo Martin, Clifford and Mildred Rhyne, Kate and Othel Wagoner. The following week five more names were added: Frances and Paul Stewart, Steve Stewart, Mr. and Mrs. R. A. Truitt.

 

In a business session on March 28, 1962, we voted unanimously to assume the name Immanuel (God with us) Baptist Chapel. Thereafter meetings were held in the Old Richmond Grange Hall, Old Richmond School and in our home. In September 1962 a new home on Highway 65, near the church lot, was purchased to serve as the place of worship until a church building could be constructed. The basement of the house served as the worship area, with upstairs rooms being used for Sunday School classes and nursery.

 

With First Baptist Church of Winston-Salem providing assistance and generous financial support, Immanuel Baptist Chapel was able to proceed rapidly in 1965 with the building program. Ground breaking ceremonies were held on February 21, and construction began immediately with Howard Kiger, Contractor. In 1965 eighteen new members joined our church, and in 1966 twenty new members joined.

 

In a business session in November of 1975 the chapel voted to become a constituted autonomous church in March of 1976. Since there was already a church named Immanuel in the near vicinity, it was decided a name change was in order, and the members voted to assume the name Pfafftown Baptist Church.

 

Paul retired from Western Electric Co in 1982 after being with the company for thirty-five years. I took early retirement from the Winston-Salem/Forsyth Co School System in 1984 and we began to travel. We have covered all the fifty states with exception of Alaska and have visited all Canadian Provinces. At first we traveled on bus tours and although most were enjoyable, we decided to do our "own thing" and began planning our trips with the help of AAA maps. We found this to be most relaxing and pleasant, packing the trunk of the car, leaving home with no schedule, rhyme or reason. We have made some wonderful memories through the years, such as sitting quietly by the side of a lake in Yellowstone Park, very early in the morning, watching large elk cross the road in front of us, stopping on their way to give us a look. In 1999 we were on a trip back home from western states and were about twenty-five miles east of Nashville, TN when an eighteen-wheeler hit us twice. Most wrecks happen so quickly one can hardly recall what happened, but this one went on and on and on. We spun and turned and hit the guardrail twice. Finally we ceased movement and were so thankful to find we were alive and able to walk and talk. After being treated at local hospital we discovered we had only sustained broken and separated ribs. God must really have had something in mind for us to finish.

God has been exceedingly good to me during my life. He gave me great parents, and very loving grandparents. He brought a wonderful, loving and caring husband into my life and blessed me with two lovely, healthy and strong children. I thank Him every day. It is because of my family research that I have written this brief story of my life. I hope I have not lived in vain. I hope that along the way, I have had some impact on others that proved a blessing for them. Hopefully one hundred years from now, someone will enjoy reading about me and the fact that I did live, love and laugh a lot.

 

Update: In October of 2005, I made a decision to sell our home in Wilmington,North Carolina, and move to Boise, ID. Paul's declining health was the reason. He had Alzheimer disease and although I had cared for him at home for five years, he was becoming more and more difficult to take care of by myself. Our son lived in Boise and I knew he would be a great help to me at this time of my life. After the move, Paul's health continued to decline and sadly he passed away in July of 2006.

 

Update: (2008) Boise has become my home now. I am member of Amity United Methodist Church and am very active in church programs. Both my children are located here (as of 2007) and it is true, your home is where your heart is. I have a lovely, five-year old great-granddaughter who is teaching me new and exciting things every day. I look forward to watching her mature into a lovely young lady.

 

During the years after my retirement, I had become quite involved with genealogical research. I located many of our ancestors in my search, doing it the "old fashioned way" by visiting courthouses, cemeteries and libraries, and writing lots and lots of letters, but age was making this a tiring method so, in 1998 I purchased a computer and hopefully I can continue the pursuit of our heritage at an easier pace.

 

 

 

ii.

Doris Ann Jackson[10] was born on 23 Jun 1936 in Surry, North Carolina, USA[10]. She married Edgar Leon Burrow on 30 Apr 1954 in Stokes, North Carolina, USA[10].

Notes for Doris Ann Jackson:

General Notes:

Doris Ann Jackson was asked to write a brief sketch of her life for this history, but since I do not expect to receive this from her in my lifetime :-) I will attempt to put down a few things I remember about her childhood.

 

We were too far apart in age to really have a lot in common while growing up. She is five years younger than me. I remember when Doris was born. The most lovely baby. She was everything I was not. I can remember with great clarity how people would look at her and say to my mother "Della, I know she is the most beautiful baby I have ever seen." They would then look at me, pat me on the head and say "honey, you sure do grow."

 

After high school, Doris married Edgar L. Burrow of King, North Carolina . They have three children: (1)Danny Burrow, married to Mickie Sue Ashburn. Danny has a son, Matthew, by previous marriage and a daughter, Melissa, adopted in his previous marriage. (2)Lisa Burrow, married to Leroy Smith. They have a daughter, Shannon Smith. (3)Landon Burrow, married to Annette Tournajan. They have a daughter, Rachel and a son, Ryan, by a previous marriage of Annette.

 

As Doris and I grew older, we became good friends as well as sisters. She and I have shared a lot of the same pain - that of our husbands having strokes and the stress we went through as we tried to help them in their recovery. She shared her grandchildren with Paul and me, always having a sweet story to tell us about them. She just "happens to have" pictures of them at any given moment.

 

Doris worked for Hanes Hosiery Company in Winston-Salem for several years. She currently enjoys shopping, cooking, and having lunch with her many friends.

 

 

iii.

Donald Ray Jackson[10] was born on 04 Nov 1946 in Stokes, North Carolina, USA[10]. He died on 04 Nov 1946 in Stokes, North Carolina, USA[10].

23.

Mary Ella Inman-4 (Ira Zebedee-3, Mary-2, Jarret-1)[10] was born on 20 Oct 1910 in Surry, North Carolina, USA[10]. She died on 27 Aug 1981 in Surry, North Carolina, USA[10].

Notes for Mary Ella Inman:

General Notes:

Mary Ella Inman was born 20 Oct 1910, Surry, North Carolina and died 27 Aug 1981

 

 

Henry Kline Chilton son of Marshall Chilton and Minnie Hill[10] was born on 30 Jan 1913 in Surry, North Carolina, USA[10]. He died on 28 Sep 1950 in Surry, North Carolina, USA[10].

Henry Kline Chilton and Mary Ella Inman were married on 21 Oct 1932 in Surry, North Carolina, USA[10]. They had the following children:

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i.

Angela Chilton[10] was born on 09 Sep 1933 in Surry, North Carolina, USA[10]. She married Paul Franklin Bowman on 02 Sep 1950[10].

ii.

Geraldine Chilton[10] was born on 07 Mar 1935 in Surry, North Carolina, USA[10]. She married Chico Thomas on 14 Nov 1959[10].

iii.

Lena Marie Chilton[10] was born on 12 May 1936 in Surry, North Carolina, USA[10]. She married Bernie Everette Beck on 16 Jan 1958[10]. She died on 27 Mar 2002 in Surry, North Carolina, USA[46].

Notes for Lena Marie Chilton:

General Notes:

Obit

 

 

The Mount Airy News, March 29, 2002

 

Mrs. Lena Marie Chilton Beck, 65, of 333 Lovers Lane, widow of Mr. Bernie Everett Beck, passed away, Wednesday, March 27,2002 at her home. Mrs. Beck was born in Surry County, May 12, 1936 to Kline and Mary Ella Inman Chilton. She worked at J.C. Penney and was a member of Shelton Church of the Brethren. Surviving are five sisters and three brothers-in-law, Nancy and Folger Tilley of Mount Airy, Linda and Billy Hiatt, also of Mount Airy, Angela Bowman of Westfield, Geraldine and Chico Thomas of Westfield and Genevieve Owens of Winston-Salem; and several nieces and nephews. In addition to her husband and parents, Mrs. Beck was preceded in death by two brothers, Charles Chilton and Donald Chilton. The funeral service will be held on Saturday, March 30, 2002 at 11 a.m. at Shelton Church of The Brethren conducted by the Rev. Marvin Wade and Kenneth Hollingsworth with burial to follow in Skyline Memory Gardens. The family will receive friends on Friday night from 7 to 9 p.m. at Moody Funeral Home in Mount Airy, where her body will remain until carried to the church to lie in-state 30 minutes before the funeral services. Flowers will be accepted or memorials may be made to the Shelton Church of the Brethren, 1065 Quaker Road, Mount Airy, N.C. 27030 or to the Woodville Baptist Church Cemetery Fund, c/o Sandra Martin, Norman Road, Mount Airy, N.C. 27030.

 

 

iv.

Nancy Chilton[10] was born on 10 Sep 1937 in Surry, North Carolina, USA[10]. She married Folger Tilley on 10 Nov 1956[10].

v.

Charles Kline Chilton[10] was born on 29 Jan 1939 in Surry, North Carolina, USA[10]. He died on 02 Sep 1975 in Surry, North Carolina, USA[10].

vi.

Genevieve Chilton[10] was born on 21 Dec 1940 in Surry, North Carolina, USA[10]. She married Ray Owens on 23 Nov 1961[10].

vii.

Don Chilton[10] was born on 28 Nov 1942 in Surry, North Carolina, USA[10]. He married Ruth Simmons on 29 Jun 1963[10]. He died on 18 Feb 1987 in Forsyth, North Carolina, USA[10].

viii.

Linda Elaine Chilton[10] was born on 14 Feb 1944 in Surry, North Carolina, USA[10]. She married Billy Hiatt on 01 Feb 1964[10].

24.

Maggie Odell Inman-4 (Ira Zebedee-3, Mary-2, Jarret-1)[10] was born on 12 Sep 1912 in Surry, North Carolina, USA[10]. She died on 15 Apr 1994[10].

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Notes for Maggie Odell Inman:

General Notes:

Maggie Odell Inman was born 12 Sep 1911, Surry Co.,North Carolina and died 15 Apr 1994, Surry Co., North Carolina

 

 

Walter Rayford Taylor son of Charlie Samuel Taylor and Dora Elizabeth Chilton[10] was born on 15 Oct 1910 in Surry, North Carolina, USA[10]. He died on 15 Aug 1988[10].

Walter Rayford Taylor and Maggie Odell Inman were married on 29 Jun 1932[10]. They had the following children:

i.

Charlie Rayford Taylor[10] was born on 07 Jan 1933 in Stokes, North Carolina, USA[10]. He married Betty Jean Joyce on 23 Jun 1955[10]. He died on 25 Apr 1993[10].

ii.

Shirley Taylor[10] was born on 16 Mar 1935 in Stokes, North Carolina, USA[10]. She married Thomas Wade Martin on 29 Mar 1952[10].

25.

Henry M. Inman-4 (Ira Zebedee-3, Mary-2, Jarret-1)[10] was born on 19 Mar 1913 in Stokes, North Carolina, USA[10]. He died on 03 Apr 1966 in Stokes, North Carolina, USA[10].

Era Columbus Mills daughter of Calvin Mills and Marabette Gilley[10, 47, 48] was born on 19 Mar 1913 in Stokes, North Carolina, USA[10]. She died on 24 Aug 2003 in Stokes, North Carolina, USA[49].

Notes for Era Columbus Mills:

General Notes:

Obit:

 

MOUNT AIRY - Mrs. Era Columbus Mills Inman, 90, died Sunday morning, Aug. 24, 2003. The funeral service will be held at 2 p.m. Tuesday, at Indian Grove Baptist Church. Moody Funeral Home of Mount Airy is in charge of arrangements.

 

 

Published in the Winston-Salem Journal on 8/25/2003.

 

 

Henry M. Inman and Era Columbus Mills were married on Unknown. They had the following children:

i.

Infant Inman[50] was born on Unknown. She died on Unknown (Died at birth)[50].

ii.

Robert Joe Inman[10] was born on 03 Nov 1933 in Stokes, North Carolina, USA[10]. He died on 02 May 1985 in Stokes, North Carolina, USA[10]. He married Addie Goins on Unknown.

iii.

Bobby Inman[10] was born about 1936.

iv.

Junior Inman[10] was born on 16 Feb 1938 in Stokes, North Carolina, USA[10]. He died on 24 Jun 1969[10]. He married Betty Ann Joyce on Unknown.

v.

Jerry Wayne Inman[10] was born on 23 Jun 1943 in Stokes, North Carolina, USA[10]. He died on 14 Sep 1965[10].

26.

Thomas Boyd Inman-4 (Ira Zebedee-3, Mary-2, Jarret-1)[10] was born on 06 Aug 1914 in Stokes, North Carolina, USA[10]. He died on 23 Apr 1994 in Forsyth, North Carolina, USA[10].

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Ella Mae Kirkman daughter of John Walter Kirkman and Nancy Ann Sutphin[10, 51] was born on 06 Sep 1914 in Mount Airy, Surry, North Carolina, USA[46]. She died on 20 Jul 1991 in Forsyth, North Carolina, USA[10].

Notes for Ella Mae Kirkman:

General Notes:

Ella Mae Kirkman was born 6 Sep 1914, Surry Co., NC and died 20 Jul 1991,

Surry Co., NC

 

 

Thomas Boyd Inman and Ella Mae Kirkman were married on 21 Nov 1936 in Stokes, North Carolina, USA[10]. They had the following children:

i.

Nancy Carolyn Inman[10] was born on 05 Sep 1937 in Stokes, North Carolina, USA[10]. She married Don Blackburn on 08 Sep 1955 in Stokes, North Carolina, USA[10].

ii.

Johnnie Mae Inman[10] was born on 10 Sep 1939 in Stokes, North Carolina, USA[10]. She married Carl Caviness on 25 Jan 1959 in York, South Carolina, USA[10].

iii.

Boyd Dean Inman[10] was born on 07 Oct 1949 in Stokes, North Carolina, USA[10]. He married Kathy Fleming on 02 Jun 1973[10].

27.

Sally Marie Inman-4 (Ira Zebedee-3, Mary-2, Jarret-1)[10] was born on 13 Mar 1916 in Stokes, North Carolina, USA[10]. She died on 09 Apr 2007 in Mount Airy, Surry, North Carolina, USA[25].

Notes for Sally Marie Inman:

General Notes:

Sally Marie Inman Gammons April 09, 2007

 

Mrs. Sally Marie Inman Gammons, age 91, of Mt Airy, widow of Mr. Walter Gammons, passed away Monday, April 9, 2007 at her home. Mrs. Gammons was born in Surry County, March 12, 1916 to Zeb and Nancy Love Inman. She was a loving homemaker and was a member of Indian Grove Baptist Church. Surviving are a daughter-in-law, Melverine Gammons of Mt. Airy; grandchildren, Velvet Gammons, James Roscoe Gammons, II, and Jamie Harrold and husband Kenneth all of Mt. Airy; great grandchildren, Cagney Money, Chelsea Money, Tiffany Harrold, Scottie Gammons, Josie Gammons and James R. Gammons, III; and a sister and brother-in-law, Tom and Thelma Anderson of Mt. Airy. In addition to her husband and parents, Mrs. Gammons was preceded in death by a son, James “Gabbie” Roscoe Gammons; sisters, Odell Taylor, Bertha Lee Gammons, Ella Chilton and Della Jackson and by brothers, Tom Inman and Henry Inman. Funeral services will be held at 2:00 PM, Friday, April 13, 2007 at Moody Funeral Home Chapel, conducted by Rev. Tommy Floyd and Rev. Colen Forrest. Burial will follow in Skyline Memory Gardens. The family will receive friends Thursday night from 6:00 to 8:00 at the funeral home.

 

 

 

 

 

Walter Gammons son of Tommy Gammons and Susie Hicks[10] was born on 09 Nov 1918 in Stokes, North Carolina, USA[10]. He died on 26 Dec 1978 in Stokes, North Carolina, USA[10].

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Walter Gammons and Sally Marie Inman were married in 1937 in Stokes, North Carolina, USA[10]. They had the following children:

i.

James Roscoe Gammons[10] was born on 14 Mar 1938 in Stokes, North Carolina, USA[10]. He died in 1970[10]. He married Melverine Unknown on Unknown.

28.

Thelma Alene Inman-4 (Ira Zebedee-3, Mary-2, Jarret-1)[10] was born on 02 Sep 1917 in Stokes, North Carolina, USA[10]. She died on 02 Jun 2009 in Stokes, North Carolina, USA[26].

Notes for Thelma Alene Inman:

General Notes:

Anderson, Thelma Allene Inman View/Sign Guest Book

ANDERSON MOUNT AIRY - Mrs. Thelma Allene Inman Anderson, age 91, of 1029 Mt. Herman Church Road, Mount Airy, passed away on Tuesday, June 2, 2009 at Central Continuing Care. Mrs. Anderson was born in Surry County on September 2, 1917 daughter of the late Zeb D. Inman and Nancy Carolyn Love Inman and was a member of Mt. Herman United Methodist Church. Surviving are her husband, Tom Wilson Anderson of the home; two daughters and son-in-law, Allene and Robert "Sonny" Joyce of Pfafftown and Margie Ruth Rogers of Rural Hall; four grandchildren, Teresa Ashburn of King, Bobby Joyce of Orange, CA, Deborah Rogers of Rural Hall and Annette Fishel and husband Chris of Rural Hall; nine great-grandchildren and three great great-grandchildren. In addition to her parents Mrs. Anderson was preceded in death by a son, David Dean Anderson; one son-in-law, A.J. Rogers; five sisters and two brothers. Funeral services will be held on Thursday, June 4, 2009 at Mt. Herman United Methodist Church at 2:00 p.m.. The service will be conducted by Rev. Harry Sherrill and Rev. Cullon Forrest with burial to follow in Mt. Herman United Methodist Church Cemetery. The family would like to express their sincere thanks to the Central Continuing Care Nursing Home staff. Flowers will be accepted or donations may be made to the Mt. Herman United Methodist Church Cemetery Fund c/o Carlton Jessup 1219 Dearmin Road, Westfield, NC 27053. The family will receive friends at Moody Funeral Home on Wednesday night, from 7:00 to 8:00 p.m.. Online condolences may be made at www.moodyfuneralservices.com.

 

Published in the Winston-Salem Journal on 6/3/2009

 

 

 

Tom Wilson Anderson son of Bill Anderson and Jane Snoddy[10] was born on Unknown.

Tom Wilson Anderson and Thelma Alene Inman were married on Unknown. They had the following children:

i.

Agnes Allene Anderson[10] was born on 17 Oct 1939 in Stokes, North Carolina, USA[10]. She married Robert Glenn Joyce on 20 Dec 1958 in Stokes, North Carolina, USA[10].

ii.

Margie Ruth Anderson[10] was born on 02 Jul 1941 in Stokes, North Carolina, USA[10]. She married Alfred Junior Rogers on Unknown.

iii.

David Dean Anderson[26] was born on Unknown in Stokes, North Carolina, USA[26]. He died on Unknown (Died young).

29.

Bertha Lee Inman-4 (Ira Zebedee-3, Mary-2, Jarret-1)[10] was born on 27 Jul 1920 in Stokes, North Carolina, USA[10]. She died on 23 Apr 1997 in Forsyth, North Carolina, USA[10].

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Notes for Bertha Lee Inman:

General Notes:

Bertha Lee Inman was born 27 Jul 1920,Surry, North Carolina and died 23 Apr 1997, Forsyth, North Carolina

 

 

Adam Roy Gammons son of Joel Gammons and Mary Alzry Hiatt[10] was born on 08 Jun 1911 in Stokes, North Carolina, USA[10]. He died on 18 Nov 1984 in Winston-Salem, Forsyth, North Carolina, USA[19].

Adam Roy Gammons and Bertha Lee Inman were married on Unknown. They had the following children:

i.

Edith Gammons[10] was born on 22 Jan 1949 in Stokes, North Carolina, USA[10]. She married Lloyd Barbour on 28 Mar 1975[10].

ii.

Jimmy Gammons[10] was born on 30 Jun 1952 in Stokes, North Carolina, USA[10]. He married Sue Gillispie on 02 Jun 1973[10].

iii.

Gilmer Gammons[10] was born on 30 Jun 1952 in Stokes, North Carolina, USA[10]. He married Lynn Hutson on 18 Oct 1979[52].

iv.

Leroy Gammons[10] was born on 04 Mar 1960 in Stokes, North Carolina, USA[10]. He married Mary Bell on 29 Jun 1979[10].

Frank Forrest son of John W. Forrest Jr. and Mary Bessie Inman[10] was born on Unknown. He died before 1948[53].

Notes for Frank Forrest:

General Notes:

Frank Forrest was killed while serving with the US Army during WWII on an island in the Pacific. He was shot by a Japanese sniper. He did not live to see his son.

 

 

Frank Forrest and Bertha Lee Inman were married on Unknown. They had the following children:

i.

Colen Forrest[10] was born on 24 Feb 1943 in Stokes, North Carolina, USA[10]. He married Judy Carolyn Shelton on 27 Nov 1964 in Stokes, North Carolina, USA[10].

30.

Rena Inman-4 (Robert Curtis-3, Mary-2, Jarret-1)[10] was born on 05 Aug 1908 in Stokes, North Carolina, USA[10]. She died on 06 Nov 1989 in Mount Airy, Surry, North Carolina, USA[31].

William McCanless[31] was born on Unknown. He died on Unknown.

William McCanless and Rena Inman were married on Unknown. They had no children.

Atlas Holhouser[54] was born on Unknown. He died on Unknown.

Atlas Holhouser and Rena Inman were married on Unknown. They had the following children:

i.

Perry Atlas Holhouser[55] was born on 29 Apr 1927[54]. He died on 12 Nov 1974[54]. He married Benny Worth on Unknown.

ii.

Robert L. Holhouser[54] was born on Unknown. He died before Aug 2008.

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Elbert Lee Inman-4 (Emmett Luther Scott-3, Mary-2, Jarret-1)[35] was born on 21 Sep 1913 in Stokes, North Carolina, USA[33]. He died on 05 Dec 1997 in Stokes, North Carolina, USA.

Maudine Tolbert[56] was born on Unknown.

Elbert Lee Inman and Maudine Tolbert married. They had the following children:

i.

Bonnie Inman[56] was born on 07 Jun 1940 in Surry, North Carolina, USA[56]. She died on 15 Nov 2009 in Dobson, Surry, North Carolina, USA[56]. She married John Bode Jr. on Unknown.

Notes for Bonnie Inman:

General Notes:

Mrs. Bonnie Bode November 15, 2009

 

Mrs. Bonnie Bode, age 69 of Mt. Airy, passed away Sunday, November 15, 2009 at the Joan and Howard Woltz Hospice Home. Mrs. Bode was born June 7, 1940 in Surry County, to Maudine Tolbert Inman and the late Elbert Lee Inman. She was a member of the First Church of The Brethren. Mrs. Bode was owner and operator of Flowers by Bode. She is survived by her husband John Bode Jr. of the home; a daughter and son-in-law, Shasta and Mark Brown of Mt. Airy; two grandchildren Kate and Sam Brown; sister and brother-in-law Nancy and Curtis Bruner; Five nieces and two nephews, and a very special cousin Glenna Midkiff. The funeral service will be held at 2:00 PM Tuesday, November 17, 2009 at Moody Funeral Home Chapel in Mt. Airy. The service will be conducted by the Rev. Wallace Cole. The family will receive friends Monday from 7:00 to 9:00 PM at the funeral home and at other times at 102 Jessica Lane Mt. Airy. A special thanks to the staff at Mountain Valley Hospice .for their care at this difficult time. In lieu of flowers memorials may be made to Mountain Valley Hospice and Palliative Care, 401 Technology Lane, suite,200 Mt. Airy, NC 27030.

 

 

ii.

Nancy Inman[56] was born on Unknown. She married Curtis Bruner on Unknown.

32.

Addie Irene Inman-4 (Emmett Luther Scott-3, Mary-2, Jarret-1)[36] was born on 10 Nov 1915[36]. She died on 12 Oct 1994 in Stokes, North Carolina, USA[37].

Glenn Dock Midkiff[36] was born on 04 May 1914[36].

Glenn Dock Midkiff and Addie Irene Inman were married on 28 Mar 1933[36]. They had the following children:

i.

Glenna Faye Midkiff[36] was born on Unknown.

ii.

Delilah Ann Midkiff[36] was born on Unknown.

iii.

Jimmy Nelson Midkiff[36] was born on 24 Dec 1938[36].

33.

Vera Emmaline Inman-4 (Emmett Luther Scott-3, Mary-2, Jarret-1)[33] was born in 1924[33]. She died on Unknown.

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Lawrence Russell Ashburn son of Luther Augustus Ashburn and Harriett Beatrice Morton[57] was born on 08 Apr 1920 in Stokes, North Carolina, USA[57]. He died on 07 Oct 1992 in Stokes, North Carolina, USA[57].

Lawrence Russell Ashburn and Vera Emmaline Inman were married on Unknown. They had the following children:

i.

Sandra Ashburn[58] was born on Unknown. She married Unknown Nester on Unknown.

34.

Charles Inman-4 (William Henry-3, Mary-2, Jarret-1)[10] was born on Unknown.

Peggy Ann Lawson was born on Unknown.

Charles Inman and Peggy Ann Lawson were married on Unknown. They had the following children:

i.

Edward William Inman[59] was born on Unknown in Reidsville, Rockingham, North Carolina, USA[59]. He married Wendy Lane Wall on 14 May 1988 in Reidsville, Rockingham, North Carolina, USA[59].

35.

Eunice Inman-4 (William Henry-3, Mary-2, Jarret-1)[10] was born on 16 May 1926 in Danville, Pittsylvania, Virginia, USA[37]. She died on 13 Aug 2006 in Forsyth, North Carolina, USA[37].

Notes for Eunice Inman:

General Notes:

ADVANCE - Eunice Inman Kirkman, 80, of Advance died Sunday, Aug. 13, 2006, at Wake Forest University Baptist Medical Center. Mrs. Kirkman was born May 16, 1926, in Danville, Va., to William Henry and Pauline Stone Inman. She was a member of Clemmons Presbyterian Church. Surviving are her husband, Clay Macy Kirkman Jr. of the home; a daughter, Karol Googe and husband Wes of Boonville; a son, Clay Macy Kirkman III of Greensboro; granddaughter Macy Grayce Googe; a brother, Charles Inman of Reidsville; and nephew Edward Inman of Reidsville. The funeral service for Mrs. Kirkman will be conducted at 11 a.m. Wednesday, Aug. 16, at Clemmons Presbyterian Church, with Dr. William Hoyle officiating. A graveside service will be held at 3 p.m. Wednesday, Aug. 16, in Woodland Cemetery in Madison. Hayworth-Miller Funeral Home, Kinderton Chapel, is assisting the Kirkman famil

Published in the Winston-Salem Journal on 8/15/2006.

 

 

Clay Macy Kirkman Jr. son of Clay Macy Graydon Kirkman and Janie Rierson[10] was born on Unknown. He died on Unknown.

Clay Macy Kirkman Jr. and Eunice Inman were married on Unknown. They had the following children:

i.

Karol Kirkman[37] was born on Unknown. She married Wes Googe on Unknown.

ii.

Clay Macy Kirkman III[37] was born on Unknown.

Sources
1

From research of Richard Scott topfliter@aol.com.

2

Submitted to LDS Family Resources by Gary Ronald Hanson of 1236 Homestead Rd., Midway, UT 84049.

3

Research & personal knowledge of Mary Frances Love Frye, Mount Airy, NC.

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4

Based on birthdate of first child and to show this as first marriage.

5

Linda S. DePew research from email received on Jan 11, 2007 lsdepew@alltel.net.

6

Information from Debbie Thurman, drewanddebbie@aol.com.

7

Sketch written about the life of her mother by Nettie T. Christensen.

8

Phillip Judson Clark research as found on worldconnect/rootsweb.com pjudsonclark52@yahoo.com.

9

Ken Krull research as found on worldconnect/rootsweb.com kennykrull@msn.com.

10

Family sources & personal knowledge.

11

"The Haymore Heritage" written by Phillip Harris, Apollo Beach, FL.

12

Surry Co., NC Marriage Records.

13

Simmons Family of Brunswick Co., VA and Surry Co., NC - Gwen Boyer Bjorkman gwenbj@seanet.com.

14

Social Security Death Index.

15

Social Security Death Index 1936-1996.

16

Linda DePew research per email received Mar 7, 2007 - lsdepew@triad.rr.com.

17

Ron Coleman research as submitted to worldconnect/rootsweb.com r-mcoleman@juno.com.

18

Surry Co., NC Heritage Book, Article # 323, Vol. 1, written by Russell Hiatt.

19

Phillip Clark research as found on worldconnect/rootsweb.com pjudsonclark52@yahoo.com.

20

From Rachel Scott - rscott3@triad.rr.com.

21

From research by Del Ruesch - djruesch@yahoo.com.

22

Webpage address: http://familytreemaker.genealogy.com/users/m/e/s/Lynn-E-Messina/GENE6-0003.html - submitted by Lynn E. Messina.

23

David A. Blocher research from worldconnect/rootsweb.com dblocher51@yahoo.com.

24

Mount Airy News Obit.

25

Moody Funeral Home Obit Page, Surry Co., NC.

26

Winston-Salem, North Carolina Journal Obits - Jun 3 2009.

27

Ron Coleman research - r-mcoleman@juno.com.

28

From Norma Bowen, chestnut@rjia.net.

29

Information from "The Inman Compendium" address for this item: http://inman.surnameweb.org/scripts/igmdesc.cgi/n=Inman?12969.

30

1910 Surry Co., NC Federal Census.

31

Surry Co., NC Death Records.

32

Obit from Moody Funeral Home, Surry, North Carolina website - www.moodyfunealservices.com Aug 10 2009.

33

Information received from Jim Williams at Inman Compendium - He had received information from Sandra Ashburn Nester a daughter of Vera E. Inman.

34

Familytreemaker.genealogy.com/users/j/u/s/Gayle-Justice-OH/FILE/0002text.txt.

35

Obituary in Winston-Salem, NC Journal.

36

The Inman Compendium by Jim Williams - inman@surnameweb.org.

37

Winston-Salem Journal death notices.

38

Dennis Larsen research - utahdlarsen@SISNA.com.

39

Rootsweb.com entry.

40

World Family Tree Pedigree 3580, Vol. 12.

41

Research & Personal Knowledge of Joyce Bunch, rosejoy@mindspring.com.

42

Information from Kathy Wilson Vestal - KatiOGrady@aol.com.

43

Rod Petree research per.

44

Moody Funeral Home Obits, Mount Airy, NC. Newspaper.

45

Hunter Family.GED, Date of Import: Mar 29, 2000.

46

Family sources and personal knowledge.

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47

Personal knowledge.

48

Obit Published in the Winston-Salem Journal on 8/25/2003.

49

Winston-Salem, NC Journal Obit.

50

Family Sources.

51

Information from Cindy Prior - email Doncinp@aol.com.

52

Forsyth Co.,NC Marriage Records.

53

he was killed in WWII.

54

Norma Bowen research per email received on aug 10, 2008 - ha2ym5our@surry.net.

55

Moody Funeral Home obit - August 9 2008.

56

Moody Funeral Home in Mount Airy. www.moodyfuneralservices.com.

57

Wade Marion research as found on worldconnect/rootsweb.com wmarion@advi.net.

58

Information from Sandra Ashburn Nester.

59

Information from Rebekah Inman, granddaughter of Charles Inman inmanrc@bellsouth.net.

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