Wednesday, July 6, 2016

The Adventures of "Little P"

We learned a little about Benjamin Powell "Dock" Gurganus and his wife Trannie, in an earlier blog post that I shared HERE. Recently, cousin Betty shared an additional story about Dock that her mother told her. Knowing his determination to have peach pie, I was delighted to learn about his tender side. This is the story Betty shared:
pigs, Dock Gurganus, Alabama, Genealogy, Ancestry, Family History

"Doc's sow had a litter of pigs including one little runt that the sow pushed aside and refused to feed. Since he knew it would die, Dock took it and bottle-fed it. 

As it grew, it followed him around wherever he went on the farm. He named it Little P. One super hot summer day, friends and some family members came by for a visit and were sitting on the porch, talking and enjoying each other's company, trying to stay cool.



Dock walked to the edge of the porch where the well was located and lowered the well bucket down into the well. 

He  waited for the telltale gurgle as water filled the bucket, then drew it back up. He held it over the drinking bucket and pulled the lever, so that the fresh, cool water filled the bucket.  He rehung the well bucket and placed the dipper into the drinking bucket. He took a few swallows and then threw the rest of the water in the dipper on Little P, who was lying on the end of the porch. 

Dock thought the water would cool off Little P. Instead, the pig let out a high-pitched squeal, rolled onto his back, kicked a couple of times, pitched over and died. The cold water had caused it to have a heart attack! 

Dock stood there a few seconds, then turned to his wife and said, slowly and deliberately, "My-- goodness, --Trannie,-- I--have--killed--Little P." People on the porch did not know whether to laugh or cry. so they did a little of both."

Oh if only I had more stories like this about my ancestors! Learning about our ancestor's life experiences and how they handled them helps me feel as if I know them, endears them to me and makes me glad we're kin. Thanks once again Betty for sharing with us!

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Sunday, July 3, 2016

Born on the Fourth of July

I will never forget when our little daughter asked with a big pouty lip why there wasn't a parade or fireworks on her birthday. With her birthday falling just a few weeks after mine, I am sure it was hard for her to understand that the parades and fireworks were for our nation and not for me personally, although my birthday fell on the fourth.

Although we always celebrated my birthday with the traditional gifts and cake, I always felt just a little slighted, as many kids do who share their birthday with a holiday. I didn't necessarily want everything on my birthday decorated in red, white and blue every year. While my siblings got to eat their favorite foods on their birthday, somehow it always seemed most fitting to have a cookout with hamburgers and hot dogs for my birthday, not Chinese food, which was my favorite. The day was always pretty well planned with traditional activities not of my choosing.

And yet, the nature of the holiday itself made for a fun and exciting day, and it always began with a parade. I remember standing with my hand over my heart as the American flag was followed by veterans of past wars. The bands played patriotic music as they marched past while children waved small American flags and marched in place. I was taught at home and at school that our great nation was founded on principles of freedom and sealed with the blood of many great patriots throughout history.

I remember crowds gathering in the evening for the fireworks display. We would throw our blankets out on the grass and sit as families and friends. The program always began with the song "America the Beautiful" and the crowd sang along. As the fireworks lit up the sky, I always thought about the words,
"And the rockets red glare and bombs bursting in air, gave proof through the night, that our flag was still there."
Truly the Fourth of July is a great time to remember and celebrate all that we have as Americans, and for some of us, a nice day for a big slice of birthday cake.




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Friday, July 1, 2016

Photo Friday-Olin E. Lee

Alice Cathleen Suttles, James Marshall Lee, Olin Eli Lee, Carroll County Georgia, Ganus, Ancestry, Family

Olin Eli Lee, born 31 May 1888 and was the son of James Marshall Lee and Alice Cathleen Suttles. Olin married Maggie (Luna) Chambers on May 27, 1906.  They reared their family in Carrollton, Carroll County, Georgia where Olin farmed and Maggie cared for their children.

The picture above is of the descendants of Olin and Luna. There was no source indicated for the photo.

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