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Monday, January 24, 2011

Gladys Artesia Fell Brewer


                                                  My brother Junior, me, and Gladys made in 1944

My daughter Jan and Gladys  in 1966

Last picture of Gladys before her death.




Today has been a rainy, dreary January day but most of all to me it has been a sad day. Today is my sister's birthday. I have been thinking of her all day. She was born eighty seven years ago but died in 1968 when she was forty-four years old. She was seventeen years older than me and more like a mother than a sister. She was the oldest and I was the youngest.  She was an abused wife and after twenty years of a bad life had divorced, had a good job and was living a good, comfortable life.  She found out she had colon cancer and back in the sixties there were no treatments like they have today.  She worked for a year after she was diagnosed and took all the experiential drugs she could, just to try to help someone else. 
I was pregnant with my second daughter when she died and she managed to get to the store to buy little blue outfit for "him" to wear home. She was just sure it was a boy.  When Michelle was born a month later, she wore that blue outfit home from the hospital! She was one of these people who was beautiful inside and outside.  I don't think anyone could ever say anything bad about her.
I still miss her today as much as I did then and I think of her often.  In 1966 and 1967 we lived in the same town with her and I was able to see her everyday.  I will always treasure those memories of her.
GLADYS ARTESIA FELL BREWER    January 24, 1924   October 9, 1968

Monday, January 10, 2011

HENRY JACKSON FELL Born: 2-9-1881, Arab, Cullman Cty, AL D: 4-8-1981, Iuka, Tishomingo Cty, MS

Grandpa Fell at his 100th BD party!



My grandfather, Henry J. Fell, was born in Cullman Cty, Alabama on February 9, 1881, the son of Marcus and Martha Fell. He was still living with his parents on the 1900 census, in Franklin Cty, Alabama. He and my grandmother, Annie Rebecca Jane Kidd, were married in Lawrence Cty, Alabama on December 7, 1900.My father, their oldest son Elgen, was born in Lawrence Cty in 1903. I could not find them anywhere on the census records in 1910. I knew my father had attended school in Hatton, Alabama in 1912, but I searched and searched and could not find them anywhere in Alabama or Mississippi. Finally I just put his name in to search the entire country and there they were, in Montgomery Cty, Arkansas. I would never have thought to look for them there since I had never heard anyone talk about any moves they had made. I often wondered why they had moved there and then moved back. My Dad had died in 1973, and my grandfather in 1981, both long before I had started my genealogy search.
My grandfather had spent his last years living with my aunt and uncle.  I asked my cousin if he had ever heard the story and he remembered Grandpa talking about the trip. Some of their relatives had moved to Arkansas and sent back glowing reports of how wonderful it was. They decided, along with my grandmother's parents and siblings, that they would move.  They rented three boxcars in Sheffield, Alabama and left for the trip to Ft. Smith, Arkansas. They loaded all their belongings and livestock and left to go west.  When they got to Memphis, Tennessee they had a three day layover before they could cross the Mississippi River. They had to unload all their livestock to feed them and then reload for their trip.  When they arrived in Ft. Smith they had to travel by wagon fifty miles southwest to Montgomery Cty where they were going to settle.  Grandpa said the land was so bad that they spent the first year picking up rocks from the land just to build a fence. Apparently it was not what they thought or maybe they were just homesick but sometime between the date of the census in April 1910 and when my aunt was born in Alabama in December 1910, they made the long trip back to Alabama.
My grandfather never drove a car and always either sharecropped or logged.  They moved to Tishomingo County, Mississippi in 1922 settling on the Hubbard Homeplace in the Pleasant Hill Community.   That is where my Dad met and married my Mother. 
My grandfather and grandmother were members of the Church of Christ. My grandfather was a charter member of the Hopewell Church of Christ in Colbert County, Alabama where my grandmother's parents were buried.  When my grandmother died in 1956 she wanted to be taken back there for burial.  This is the information I found in a piece about the Hopewell Church and Community***************************information from Hopewell Community and Church information---Henry Fell is the oldest person buried in the Hopewell Cemetery. He died April, 1981 at 100 years of age. He was one of the first settlers in the community and lived here for a number of years.He and his family moved away but when his wife, Janie Fell, died in 1956 she was buried in the Hopewell Cemetery. Mr. Fell requested to be buried beside her.
My grandfather lived 100 years and 2 months. When he was born the only transportation was trains and wagons. He lived to see cars, planes and even space ships.  He was never convinced that man actually walked on the moon. He would argue with everyone that it was filmed by TV and movie people in a desert. We could never convince him otherwise.
He must have had such an interesting life.  I only wish that I had cared enough at the time to listen and to ask questions. It is amazing to think how just the least little thing in his life or my parent's life could have influenced my life and my descendants life.
RIP   Grandpa Fell

Friday, December 31, 2010

'HAPPY NEW YEAR'

Well today is December 31, 2010 and another year has come and gone! It is a warm, stormy night in Mississippi, not typical weather at all.  I listen to the fireworks outside and see the celebrations on TV and I think about the past year.

Seems like it was just yesterday that the year started with all the hopes and expectations that we are again talking about for 2011.God has blessed me and my family with so many blessings and yet there ate times when I didn't feel so blessed, but isn't that part of life?

As I type this I have earphones on listening to the music of the 1960's and I think about how life has changed since that time.  Some good and some bad, but then I think back to the past year and think of all of God's blessings and find it that there are so many blessings in my life that I can't even remember them all. Not that all the year was good, it wasn't, but the good has certainly outweighed the bad.

I am thankful that Jim and I had the opportunity to celebrate another wedding anniversary, number 49 this time and God willing we may make it to 50 in 2011. This is such a milestone since so many of our friends are married to their second, third, or even fourth spouse! The wonderful part is we love each other more now than we did in 1961. I am thankful for my girls, thankful that they have happy marriages to wonderful men who not only love them but love Jim and me. Next on my list would be my grandchildren and great grand children.  They all live near by and I get to see them almost everyday, what more could I ask!

I am thankful that Jim and I returned to church this year and that the one we chose is a small country church home with people who really care for us and really love the Lord. I am thankful for Dr. Wyman, Dr. Kelly, and all the nurses and doctors at Vanderbilt Medical Center in Nashville who operated on Jim December 22 and was able to get him home in time for Christmas. And I know that they will use all their talents, knowledge and God's blessings to make him well again and free of his cancer.

2011 will come in another hour and we will be thankful for 2010 and will be ready to face whatever is in store because we know that we have each other and God's Blessings!!!

Happy New Year and Love to Jim, Jan and Timmy, Michelle and James, Stephany, Grimey, Tyson and Logan, Andy and Devin, Adam and Sara, and Meghan. (And I can't forget our little animal children, Buster, Rosie, and Snuffy)

Monday, November 8, 2010

MY DAUGHTER-TAMI MICHELLE MARLAR WHITE-11-8-1968


Graduation Southaven High School    1986

Michelle's first birthday 11-8-1969

11-11-1969
Michelle and James     Smokey Mountains October, 2010

On a cold, rainy Friday morning in Memphis, Tennessee at Baptist Hospital my daughter Michelle was born. She was due on November 16 but decided to make her appearance with a bang.  I had a short  labor and she was born only four hours after I arrived at the hospital.  In those days there were no ultrasounds so you had no idea if you were having a boy or girl.  That was part of the excitement. We already had a daughter, Jan who was five and a half.  I thought Jim wanted a boy but secretly I really wanted another girl.  When she was born I thought he would be disappointed but he wasn't.  She was  always (and still is) his baby.
The next day around 11 AM I noticed that the TV was shaking on the wall and the building was shaking a little.  I thought it was just my imagination but to my surprise when Jim came in he told me Memphis had experienced an earthquake. Then on Monday when we went home it snowed all day.  So I guess she just wanted to make her presence known. :-)
We have been so blessed to have her in our lives. She is now married to a wonderful man and has two children. She works hard and is the one that we depend on to find out about our medical problems and be there to help us solve them.
Thank you Michelle for all that you have done for us.  We love you very much!

Thursday, November 4, 2010

JIMMY WAYNE MARLAR AND BETTY JANE FELL 11-4-1961

Forty nine years ago today I married my best friend.  It was a rainy, Saturday in Iuka, MS. We had really just thought that we would go to a preacher's house and get married. But my sister in law had other ideas. My brother was attending school to be a preacher but could not marry us. He was attending the First Pentecostal Church in Iuka and his wife insisted that we have a small ceremony there with just a few friends and family members. We had no money, I actually borrowed a hundred dollars from the Credit Union were I worked. I was working at the shoe factory and Jim was working at the local newspaper, The Vidette. I made 75 cents an hour and Jim got a raise to 75 cents when we married. We had a small reception at the preacher's home and then left for a "short" honeymoon in Sheffield. Al.
We both had to be at work on Monday. When I went to work, the first thing they did was lay me off for lack of work. A great way to start a new marriage. No place to live, we stayed with his mother for 3 weeks, only one job, I was off for three weeks, but who cared. Not us we had each other and that was all we needed.
We have been through a lot in that 49 years. Both good and bad. Jim has been  in bad health for the past 25 years and has outlived almost everyone in his family except for one cousin. He has had a massive heart attack, two open heart surgeries, numerous stents and angiopasties, along with MRSA in a broken ankle, and is now fighting a return of melanoma cancer,  But the good has outweighed the bad. We have two daughters, two son in laws, 2 grandsons, 2 granddaughters, one grand son in law and 2 great grandsons. They all live close by and it makes for a happy, noisy life!
Even after all these years, he is still my best friend,


I love you Jimmy Wayne Marlar!!!!

Monday, October 25, 2010

Good News!!!!

Today was a good day! A year and a half ago I had a corneal transplant. I had cataract surgery several years ago and after the second one contacted herpes simplex in my eye. After several attacks I had lost  almost all my sight in my right eye. Finally I decided it was time for a transplant. I had problems after surgery and almost lost my eye but my doctor in Southaven, MS was able to save both my eye and my transplant. I was in the hospital two times, one time having drops in my eyes four times an hour 24 hours a day for 48 hours. I was so tired when I finally left the hospital I slept all the way home!!! So three weeks ago when I went back for my check up I was surprised to find that  I had a little rejection of my transplant. When I asked my doctor if it was bad, he says, "No, if it was, instead of drops in your eyes I would be giving you a injection."  Needless to say I was thankful for drops! Today when I went back to see him, he gave me the good news that we had dodged another bullet. And for that I thank God!

Thursday, October 21, 2010

Marlar Cemetery, Sawyer, Kentucky
























































Recently I received a friend request on Facebook from a Marlar who lives in Kentucky just across the river from Cincinnati, Ohio. He had decided that he wanted to befriend as many Marlars on facebook as he could, and I am so glad that he did. He is my husband's fourth cousin and is descended from the one brother who stayed in Kentucky while the mother and other children moved to Mississippi in the middle 1800's. I had not been able to prove who the other was but he gave me access to his website which gave me lots of information and I am now in the process of adding it to my website on tribal pages. This was very exciting information but the strange part was that most of the deceased members of the family are buried at Marlar Cemetery near Sawyer, Ky, in the southern most part just north of Knoxville, Tennessee. This cemetery is located in the Cumberland Falls State Park and my husband has vacationed near there twice and did not know it was there. Several years ago we made a trip to Sterns with our friends, Bobby and Judy and last year we spent one night in Somerset, Ky, which is about ten miles from the cemetery!
When I found this out I immediately started planning a trip to go to this cemetery and another one near by. Two weeks ago Jim and I along with our daughter Michelle and her husband James made the trip, combining it with a trip to Gatlinburg.
While there we were able to make pictures at both cemeteries. I am sure we did not get pictures of all the Marlar graves as there were many unmarked graves. Some of the tombstones had deteriorated and some had been replaced with newer ones, leaving the old ones there also.
While we were there we also visited Cumberland Falls. This was the first trip there for Michelle and James. We had such a wonderful time. The leaves were beginning to turn, the weather was beautiful and we enjoyed being with family talking about older family members.
I make a lot of pictures for findagrave.com and I had noticed that there was a request for a picture of a grave that was not one of my husband's relatives. I made sure that I made a picture to post. I received the sweetest thank you. It was from a young man in the service and the grave was his father's. He was so happy to receive the picture and I was happy I could make it for him as he was protecting our freedom!
Hope you enjoy some of the pictures we made!!!