Follow Friday: Tumbleweeds!!

Thinking back to when I was young, tumbleweeds were all over the place. Later in life the tumbleweeds disappeared and was replaced with parking lots, housing developments and 7 Eleven stores. Now in the last few years and the economy has changed, those housing developments are littered with For Sale and Forclosure signs. Alas, the tumbleweeds are also back.

Sentimental Sunday: There Were Six

Who could resist a warm smile, a hand to hold and a hug that is so consoling when need be and as spontaneous as you wanted it to be.

Who could resist that tug of your heart when your mother told you that you were special and that you are loved.

Who could resist being told that you looked very pretty when you knew that you yourself did not think so.

Who could resist taking a swipe of cake batter from a big wooden spoon and being asked your opinion as to whether it was good or not, knowing that each time it was the best you ever tasted.

Who could resist staring at the lady you called mom, mommie,or momma. Thinking how beautiful she was and how proud she made you feel.

Who could resist that laughter and the sound of a song that was sung while she snapped her fingers.

Who could resist knowing that she was your mama and you were her child.

Who could resist those tears that fell when her grown son ran out the room knowing she was on her way to another place better than this one.

Who could resist when she told the weakest one to go get that son because she knew in the end that weak one would become strong.

There are six who could not resist coming into the life of a wonderful person. A person who doted on them, who loved being around them, who protected and nutured them.

There were six who learned spiritual guidance through words and deeds. That it was as confidential as a mother's prayer.

There were six who knew that a Mother's Day celebration is just as meaningful today as it was yesterday.

There were six who knew without a doubt that they were loved.

There were six!!

African American Genealogy Carnival: They Served With Honor: In Memoriam African Americans in the Military 1914-1953

THE DAVISS MEN OF NAVASOTA TEXAS








Upper left: Corporal Owens C Daviss U.S Army WW 11 served in France: Son of James Penn and Betty Owens Daviss.

Upper Right: Carpenter Mate 11 Henry/Harry E Daviss U.S. Navy WW11 served in British West Indies and beyond: Son of James Penn and Gertrude Sims Daviss.

Center: Sgt Spencer Daviss US Army WW11 and Korean Conflict served also in India: Son of James Penn and Gertrude Sims Daviss.

Lower Left: PFC Isaiah T Daviss US Army WW11 served in Africa Italy and France: Son of James Penn and Gertrude Sims Daviss.

Lower right: PFC Theodore R Daviss US Army WW11 served in England and the Pacific: Son of James Penn and Gertrude Sims Daviss.

And on the right is S-Sgt James Parker Daviss WW11: son of James Penn and Gertrude Sims Daviss.

Treasure Chest Thursday: AZ State March on Capitol

The March to the Arizona State Capitol re: Imigration Reform reminds me of myself over twenty years ago when we marched to the same capitol for the Martin Luther King Holiday. The Holiday was rescinded by Evan Mechum. He was as he should have been Impeached!!

Thats me to the left of my friend Joanne who is in the middle.

Wordless Wednesday: Water From the Well to the House

This well located on my Daviss grandparents property in Navasota Texas bought years of cool refreshing water.

Mondays Madness: Teshan Young, A Texas Turmoil For Me

I first became interested in Ms Young and her family when I saw that there was a Ida Dickerson listed in the household on the Harrison County Texas Census. I went on a search looking for who this Ida was because my great grandfather Charlie Dickerson/Dixon had a daughter named Ida. So the best way to do that was to see if I could follow the Youngs in case this would lead to a tie.
The next thing I came across was a Texas Slave Narrative where I found Ms Young. Here is a snip-it of that narrative:

Teshan Young , 86, was born a slave to Easkner Scott , who owned a plantation in Harrison County, Texas, and had over one hundred slaves, Teshaw married Moses Young in 1867 and lived near her old home until 1916, when she moved to Fort Worth. She lives in a negro settlement on the catskirts of Stop Six, a suburb of Fort Worth.

The rest of the narrative can be found listed here:

http://freepages.genealogy.rootsweb.ancestry.com/~ewyatt/_borders/Texas%20Slave%20Narratives/Texas%20Y/Young,%20Thesan.html

I then went in searching again and found a Death Certificate for Ms Young. The cause of her death caused my heart to sink. She died in a house fire!


I am now trying to find a newspaper article that may give more insite to what may have caused the fire and perhaps have some mention of the great aunt Ida Dickerson Anderson.

Surname Saturday: JP's and JD's Taylor and Daviss

Joseph Paul Daviss and James D "Jake" Daviss
The Maternal and Paternal side of it all.






Joseph Paul Taylor, the handsome man on the left is from Marshall Texas.
He is the father of my maternal grandmother Essie Dean Taylor, and son of Mariah Taylor and step-father Lawrence Taylor. According to several sources he was born btw 1865-1867 in Jonesville, Harrison County Texas. Known as JP, he passed away in Kaufman County Texas in 1951.
He is buried in Marshall Texas at the St. Johns Baptist Church Cemetery.

James D "Jake" Daviss, the handsome man on the right was born in North Carolina around 1856. The city and county is unknown. He is the father of my paternal grandfather James Penn Daviss and the son of Hubbard and Elizabeth Davis (oral history). When and how James D Daviss came to Texas has not been established but his footprints stretch from numerous counties as a doctor. James D passed away in Houston Texas in 1921 and was buried at the historically black Evergreen Cemetery.