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|Shirlee Wilson Brundage (#46855806)|
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|Jim Dugan||RE: Lucy jones|
Please send her findagrave memorial number. There are several Lucy Jones and I am not sure which one you are discussing.
|Jim Dugan||RE: Lucy jones|
? Lucy Gray Adams Jones, #29397583, death date is 2004. I sent an edit for her parents.
Is this the Lucy Jones you are asking about?
|Grant Merrill||Birdie L. HARDESTY|
Birth year for Birdie L. HARDESTY STOWELL is 1918 (not 1908). See North Carolina, Birth Indexes, 1800-2000.
|Laura Marland Harlow||Robert Vance Taylor|
Robert Vance Taylor is my Great-Grandfather. I submitted an edit to correct the birth and death dates of his record -- my corrections match the headstone image you attached to the memorial, and are also supported by other sources... including the Social Security Applications and Claims index, and the North Carolina Birth Index
Name: Robert V Taylor
Event Type: Birth
Birth Date: 19 Jul 1878
Birth County: Jones
Parent1 Name: Joseph S Taylor
Roll number: NCVR_B_C057_66001
Volume: D 1
|Nancy Prescott Potter||Daniels Goodwin Family Cemetery|
The correct GPS coordinates for Daniels Goodwin Family Cemetery, Cedar Island, Carteret County, NC are:
Please correct for this cemetery to appear in Find-A-Grave mobile.
|Diane Lawrence Pertile||RE: Gillikin|
No offense. I don't go on the site very often. I noticed this because my family is from Otway back to early 1700's. Even after leaving I always went "home" every year until recently when I had my parents returned for burial. Went home a few years after that but not the same now. Will always be "home". My mama was oldest of 8 & daddy next to youngest of 9 & they all have passed now. Diane
Shirlee, Could you add this person's Parents?
Father-85823100 James Wilson Wilson
Mother-85823181 Anne Davis Wilson
I was asked to do this and as you know the only ones who can make changes are the ones who placed them in Find A Grave.
Grand Daughter is Ruth Ann Geer-LLoyd.
Added by Ralph on Jan 31, 2016 8:54 AM
|Sandra Stallings||Marcus & Ida Wood|
Wondering if Marcus Lafate Wood & his wife Ida Hudson Wood are related to you? If not then could you transfer both of their memorials to me? This is my husbands GGrandparents thru Alma Wood Griffin. If they are related to you, I would like some help identifying the people in some old photographs. Thanks, Sandra
|As Time Goes By||RE: PlymouthTaylor|
Thanks for your help. This is a sensitive issue for me as I was not sure if family placed this memorial. Am not sure how to mention but it seems this gentleman was responsible (according to initial information) for the beating death of a lady relative of mine. This was in 1957--I have news articles. I was a very young lad but remember it somewhat. I was always curious about what the outcome was (did he stand trial, was he convicted, etc). Not sure where to begin looking. But as an adult now my curiosity has been stirred and Yet I don't want to create any6 discomfort so many years later. So I shall endeavor to continue looking. Would be interested in know how it worked out. Thanks much for your help. Arizona Kid 46520230
|Pat Ruiz||Thomas Jefferson Palmer, Davis, OK|
I thought you might be interested in this item that I found online:
Palmer, Thomas Jefferson
Field Worker: John F. Daugherty
Date: July 19, 1937
Interview # 4890
Address: Davis, OK
Born: February 16, 1871
Place of Birth: Boone County Arkansas
Father: G. W. Palmer, born in Georgia, Farmer
Mother: Margaret Chambers, born in Georgia
My parents were G .W. Palmer and Margaret E. Chambers Palmer, both born in Georgia. (Dates unknown). Father was a farmer. There were six children in our family. I was born on February 16, 1871, in Boone County, Arkansas. I had friends living in Webbers Falls, Indian Territory, in the Cherokee Nation and I came to see them in 1887. I liked this new country so well that I stayed.
I got a job on a ranch belonging to Frank Vore and rode after cattle for a year.
One very cold night, John Brown, a United States Marshal, came to the place where I was living and arrested me. I was just a lad, and they had a warrant for Tom Palmer for introducing liquor unlawfully into the Indian Territory. I knew they had the wrong Tom, but I went with them. When daylight came they gave me a good looking over and turned me loose. It was my uncle they were looking for.
He had a small log hut built in the cane breaks at the junction of the Arkansas River and Dirdy Creek. There were portholes all around his little log hut, through which they shot at anybody trying to molest them.
Each day a small steamer called the Winnie Mae came by. As it went west, it was loaded with freight, dry goods, groceries, etc., for the towns in the Territory. As it came back east it carried cotton, prairie hay, wheat and oats to Fort Smith. There was whiskey on this boat each day for my uncle who was a bootlegger. They always rolled it off down a gangplank and away they went. Then uncle and his partner would carry it into their hut and sell it during the night.
I went to a dance south of Webbers Falls one night and Belle and Sam Starr were there. Sam had decided to kill another Cherokee Indian* across the log heap fire built in the yard. Belle was to tell Sam when to shoot. When the time came the other Indian was ready for him and they both shot about the same time, both dying soon after. That stopped the dance.
I was acquainted with Tom Starr. I've heard him tell of his narrow escapes many times. He often evade officers by hiding in a thicket and turning his horse's shoes with the conks to the front. when the officers got on his trail they went in the opposite direction from what he was traveling. I heard him tell once of being in Texas. He became a friend of a merchant and one day they went on a fishing trip. The merchant had taken some newspapers along, and during the time they were fishing he was reading. He suddenly stopped and looked Tom over from head to foot. Then he read some more and looked at Tom again. Finally he said, "Here's a large reward offered for Tom Starr, and you are just like this description of him. Are you he?' Tom replied that he was not and knew nothing about Tom Starr. At last he asked, "What if I were Tom Starr? What would you do?" The man replied, "I'd try to help you to get away. I wouldn't arrest you." Tom would have killed him right there and taken the buggy and team and escaped into another section of the country, had he not answered as he did.
One evening about dusk, a man rode up to Tom's house and he was sitting on his porch with a Winchester, ready to shoot. He said, "Go back. Get on your horse and leave here." The man replied that he wanted to stay all night. Tom told him he'd kill him if he didn't get away. The man ran back to his horse, and Tom said, "Now you can come back and spend the night." He took no chances on keeping someone who would try to arrest him, but he decided when one ran, he was not an officer.
There were many Indians near Webbers Falls. All the merchants kept at least one Indian clerk to wait on their Indian trade.
I married Minnie Fowler in 1893 and moved to Sorghum Flat, south of Davis in 1898. I have lived near Davis since that time. We have six children.
*(Ed. Note - Just before Christmas, 1885, people from a large area gathered for a dance at Aunt Lucy Surratt's in the edge of the Choctaw Nation. The dancers were inside the cabin with the overflow squatting around a fire outside. Sam came up with six shooter in hand to Frank West, his cousin, with whom he had been feuding and asked him why he shot a horse from under him a time back. Frank arose with Winchester in hand and fired. Sam shot as he fell, and when the smoke cleared both were dead. Observers said Belle let out a few hoops, shot in the air a few times and continued to dance.)
Transcribed by Brenda Choate and Dennis Muncrief, March, 2001
Added by Pat Ruiz on Jul 23, 2015 1:10 PM
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