Friday, July 18, 2014

Two Delish Grape Sodas Remembered with Banana Pudding

Two Delish Grape Sodas Remembered with Banana Pudding
J. Mark Lowe

Something happened today that reminded me of a great kindness 55 years ago.   On a bright sunny morning, my Mom and I went to the grocery store in the little town where I grew up.  The store was called Gossett’s General Store and it was a very typical store in many small towns across this country.  It was very unlike the grocery stores where I shop today, and probably had more hardware and dry goods than food.

On this particular day, we completed our business at the store and as usual, I left with a piece or two of penny candy given to me by Mr. Cecil Gossett.  Actually, the candy was probably more like 2 pieces for a nickel by then.   Either way, I always loved going to the store, and they were all so friendly and lovable folk.  I’m sure I always got several hugs from the ladies who worked there.

We loaded all of our groceries in the car, and headed back towards home.  We lived in the lower level of a two story house owned by Dr. and Mrs. Elder.  It was very close to my Dad’s feed mill.  Mom crossed the railroad track and headed over the hill and we could soon see the Cedar Hill Baptist Church on the left and the Cedar Hill Methodist Church on the right.   Lowe’s Feed Mill was also on the left past the Baptist Church and my Mom pulled the car toward the hill to park in front of the feed mill. 

I loved that feed mill, although I was so small that the wooden front steps, left me too short to even reach the knob to open the door.  My Dad had added a storm door to the large wooden door, and the storm door opened out.  Perhaps he saw that choice as a measure to block his youngest son from entering the business without warning.  It worked most of the time.  Although my Mom was not too far behind, I ran ahead and tried to open the door. Fortunately, I looked up and Mr. Fred Haley, who worked with my Dad, was there to let me into the office and make me feel like a Prince.  Of course, all 2-1/2 year old children get special treatment, but Mr. Fred made me feel so special.  Just to make you understand how wonderful it was to be here, my Dad spoiled me with my favorite soft drink in the world – Delish Grape Soda.  It was locally bottled by the Coca-Cola Bottling Works in Springfield, TN, but being this young, I had not grown to enjoy the cola like this stout grape drink.   As I headed for the soft drink cooler, my Mom said, “We are heading home, and he needs to eat lunch.”

Devastated, I’m sure my jaw dropped to the floor and my eyes sunk into the backward reach of my depression.  I sat down on one of the three-legged stools and could imagine the very touch of that Delish Grape Drink bottle on my tongue.  Oh well, I actually sat quietly and listened to my Mom talk with my Dad.   It seemed like a long time, but was only a few seconds or even a minute, and she indicated we were ready to leave.

I hopped off my three-legged stool and headed for the door, with my head still hung in loss.  I hugged my Dad, and turned to hug Mr. Fred, and there he stood with two bottles of Delish Grape Soda in his hand.  He said, “I’m sure these will keep until later this afternoon.”  He handed the bottles to me and I held them one in each hand, as though I was carrying gold.  I’m sure my gloom turned into smiles and sunshine and I bounded to the door like I had hit a Grand Slam.  The door was still an obstacle and my Mom opened the door, and before I could step out of the door, I was lifted up in the arms of an angel.  Mr. Fred carefully picked me up and carried me and my treasure safely down to the car.

I sat in the car, contemplating the wonderful treat that Mr. Fred had bestowed upon me.   My Mom backed the car into the street and we headed the very short distance to our house.   Our porch was a wide concrete porch with one step from the ground to door level.   I held those bottles as though they contained life-giving serum for the world.  I stood while my Mom opened the big screen door and reached to open the inner door, when the world stopped.  The screen door bumped me and I lost my grip in both hands.  Ohhhh!  The bottles fell from my hands and hit that concrete porch.  I’ve heard folks talking about how there are moments time stands still and then moves forward very slowly.  I still remember watching the bottles head downward and appearing to bounce, as fountains of deep purple and blue liquid danced in the air as the bottle burst on the concrete porch.  My hands were still held as though I was holding the bottles in my hands, but alas I had lost the sweet nectar.   I didn’t cry, because I realized the gift had been in my hands, and Mr. Fred had given me a special gift that day.

We went into the house, my Mom had me start eating my lunch, while she cleaned up the porch and removed the glass.  Evidently, Mom must have telephoned my Dad at the Feed Mill and explained what happened.  When he came home that evening, he told me he had brought something for me from Mr. Fred.   My Dad was holding two bottles of Delish Grape Soda.  It still touches my heart.

Let’s come forward to 2014.  Today, I was in Adams for the Annual Kentucky-Tennessee Threshermens’ Show helping my brother in his craft booth with Gourds.  Moss’s Restaurant is located in the same place. I asked Christy was kind of dessert she ended up making for this weekend event.   She was telling me about these wonderful desserts, when she mentioned banana pudding.   Christy’s mom, Brenda Moss, makes the best banana pudding in the world, among many other great things.  I told Christy I would stop by to get me two bowls of banana pudding to go, since I would be heading out-of-town tomorrow.   About an hour later, Christy showed up with a covered cup.  She said this is the last of the banana pudding, and I knew you would be gone tomorrow and wouldn’t be here to get any.   It still touches my heart.  I safely carried this cup of pudding to my house, up my steps and into the house without dropping it on my concrete porch.  I carefully selected a spoon and wandered over to my rocking chair, ripped off the top and savored every bite.   Thanks Christy.  I think what makes this even more special to me is that Christy is the granddaughter of Mr. Fred.  Her Mom, Brenda, is Mr. Fred’s youngest daughter.

Thanks Mr. Fred for everything – for the first two bottles of Delish Grape Soda, for safely carrying me to the car, for the second two bottles, and for raising a daughter who carries your heart, and for a granddaughter who embodies a caring soul.  How blessed are we all!

Tuesday, February 4, 2014

Nels Oleson [Richard Bull] closes the Mercantile

J. Mark Lowe

I've enjoyed watching the show, Little House on the Prairie for years.  I learned this morning, Richard Bull,  known to most of us as Nels Oleson,  passed away. Obituary  Remembering
It is amazing how a show that originally aired in my youth still speaks to so many people today. The story of homesteaders and others surviving as they sought a better life for their family speaks especially to those of us who research families.  It makes me laugh to watch the interaction with his wife, Harriett, on the show and remember my years of growing up.

A quick glances showed Richard Bull, born 26 June 1924 in Zion, Lake County, Illinois to Ralph W. and Pearl, both also from Illinois [Enumeration of Ralph W. Bull, Dwelling 134, Household 150, 1930 US Census, Zion, Lake, Illinois; NARA T626,Roll: 528; ED 9, Page: 12A; Stamped 89,  FHL microfilm: 2340263.]  His father, Ralph W. was a compositor in an Office Supply Business. Although I'm drawn to learn more about his family, I know that I have other stories to tell. If you have access, check out Find-a-Grave and other basic records and news reports.

His father and grandparents were buried in Mt. Olivet Cemetery.  His father's gravestone shares Ralph W. Bull, 1903-1944.  The simple design of this stone reminds me of a stone Nels Oleson might place on a family member's grave. Our ability to collect so many details about our family should lead us to learn more.  Thanks to Richard Bull for keeping the story alive of the folks of Walnut Grove, etc found in the writings of Laura Ingalls Wilder.

What story can you build today?

Saturday, October 12, 2013

Thinking About Disasters That Impact Families - Titanic

J. Mark Lowe, CG, FUGA

After spending the morning with my brother and sister-in-law, I came home and turned on the television thinking I would watch some college football.  However, being a genealogist, I noticed the program that first came on had folks in period costume.  Okay, they attracted my attention and I realized it was James Cameron's presentation of the Titanic story.

With recent flooding, wildfires, and massive snow blizzards, I began to realize how these disasters impact the lives of families.  Remember in 1912, we did not have instant news service.  Families often had to wait days for news.  Here are the first newspaper stories reported in Nashville, Tennessee. 

“At 10:25 tonight the steamship Titanic called “C Q D” and reported having struck an iceberg. The steamer said that immediate assistance was required.
Half an hour afterwards another message came reporting that they were sinking by the head and that women were being put off in the lifeboats.
The weather is calm and clear, the Titanic’s wireless operator reported and give the position as 41:46 north latitude and 5:14 west longitude… [Nashville Tennessean and the Nashville American, 15 April 1912, p 1.]

Steamer Hits Iceberg: Montreal
The White Star liner Titanic, the largest vessel afloat, left Southampton April 10 on her maiden voyage for New York. She is a vessel of 46,328 tons, is 882 feet six inches long and displaces 66,000 tons.
The Titanic carried about 1,300 passengers of whom 250 in the first cabin. Among those are F.D. Millet, the Artist and President of the Consolidated American Academy at Rome; Major Archibald Butt, military aid of President Taft; C.M. Hays, President of the Grand Trunk Railway; J. Bruce Ismay, Chairman, and Managing Director of the White Star Line; Henry B. Harris, the American theatrical manager; W.T. Stead, Mrs. Isador Straus; Mr. and Mrs. John Jacob Astor; Mr. and Mrs. G.D. Widener; Benj. Guggenheim and Mr. and Mrs. Henry Widener.
Captain K.J. Smith is in command of the Titanic.
… On leaving Southampton last Wednesday the steamer had a rather exciting moment. While passing the White Star liner Oceanic and the American liner New York which were berthed alongside one another the action of the Titanic’s triple screws dragged the New York from her moorings.  Her stern swung into midstream and narrowly escaped striking the Titanic.
The Titanic is a luxuriously fitted out vessel, and her accommodations for cabin passengers are elegant…” [reported from Cape Race, N.F.
[Nashville Tennessean and the Nashville American, 15 April 1912, p 1.]

Prominent Men Who Sank With Titanic  Captain E.J. Smith, who followed the unwritten law of the sea and went down with his wounded ship, Titanic, began his sea life as a boy in 1869, when he joined the Senator Weber, an American clipper, purchased by A. Gibson & Co. of Liverpool. After serving as an apprentice he went to the square-rigger Lizzie Fennell as fourth officer. In 1880 he was appointed fourth officer of the White Star steamship Celtic – the old Celtic, which subsequently was sold to the Thingvalin company and renamed the America.
Capt. Smith never met with an accident until last September, when his newest command, the Olympic, sister ship of the Titanic, was in collision with the British cruiser, Hawke, while going through the Solent.
Capt. Smith maintained that shipbuilding was such a perfect art nowadays that absolute disaster, involving the passengers, was inconceivable. Whatever happened, he contended, there would be time enough before the vessel sank to save the lives of every person on board.
“I will go a bit farther,” he added. “I will saw that I cannot imagine any condition that would cause the ship to founder, I cannot conceive of any vital disaster happening to this vessel. Modern shipbuilding has gone beyond that.”
[Nashville Tennessean and the Nashville American, 21 Apr 1912, p 5.]

Perhaps you are thinking about checking the Passenger Lists for family.  Read this article by Kimberly Powell ( who discusses the original list and final list of passengers.

Neal McEwen discusses C.Q.D and history:

Here's a current article from Ottawa about the cemetery in Halifax where Titanic victim are buried. 

This is always more to every story, and I will share more from the local perspective of this horrible tragedy. 

Remember to Keep Your Stories Alive. 

Friday, May 17, 2013

Reunion of the Aged is Well Attended

One of the most interesting article I’ve ever found was a report of the “Reunion of the Aged” in Warren County, Kentucky.  The article named all those attending 75 years and older, including address.  Enjoy the story.
J. Mark Lowe

Reunion of Aged Is Well Attended

The Park City Daily News, Bowling Green KY
Sunday, May  1936
Pages 1 and 12

Moses R. Hancock, 92-year-old Civil War veteran residing on Eighth street, was registered as the oldest man attending the second annual Warren County Old Mens’ Reunion held Saturday in the Court House yard.
Jim Corbin Honored
James A. Corbin, 91 years old, the only other known Civil War veteran residing in Warren county, was the second oldest man present.  He resides at 629 E. Eighth street. Both were members of the Union forces.
George Vincent, 608 Hope street and E.W. Oliphant, Route 2, City, also were registered as 91 years old but a few months younger than Mr. Corbin.  No persons were registered in the 87, 89 and 90 year old age groups, and only one person each was listed in the 83 and 88 year old groups.
The program, under the general supervision of Jesse Russell, Cemetery road resident, opened at 10 o’clock with registration of those present.

Photo:  1925 Bowling Green Kentucky Police Department.  [Courtesy: Kentucky Library]  My Great Uncle Getty Lowe [Back row, 3rd from Left] was a Police Officer for years.  He shared many stories about special events and Chief James A. Corbin, who was mentioned in this article. 

Blind Man Speaks
A welcoming address by Mayor B. S. Rutherford was followed by a talk by John Stagner on the subject, “Accomplishments of the Blind.”  Mr. Stagner was one of the several blind persons of all ages attending the reunion as guests of the old men.  Badly crippled persons also were guests of the old men.
Old songs were rendered by V.P. Cassaday, and old favorite fiddle tunes were rendered by Lem Howell and two accompanists during the closing session of the reunion Saturday afternoon.  John Beck of Smiths Grove and R. K. Glover Route 3, Alvaton, also spoke briefly during the program.
Miss Matt Jackson, centenarian residing on Fairview avenue, was scheduled to attend the program as special guest of honor, but she was unable to attend because of ill health.  W.R. Pearson, county resident whose 93 years made him the oldest man attending the reunion last year, also was absent from the exercises this year.
Approximately 150 city and county residents 75 years old or over attending the program are listed in age groups as follows:
Seventy-five years old - W.L Moore, 308 Main street; G.W. Stamps, Rural Route, City; E.L. Morris, General Delivery, City; K.B. Neely, 435 College street; J.A. Whallin, Anna; Robert Richey, Route 4, City; Jack Evans, Route 3, City; A.G. Cornwell, 122 Portage Railroad; S.A. Witt, Route 5, City; Sam J. Shield, Route 3, City; W.N. Owens, Route 3, City; John McHugh, 818 Center street; Robert Beck, 1354 High street; J.R. Stuart, 628 Eighth street; Charlie Salmon, City; Thompson Smither, Route 1, Rockfield; Ben Forsting, 122 Eighth street; David Stewart, Route 1, Alvaton; J.W. Goodrum, 1123 State street and Jim Howell, City.
Seventy-six years old --- Jesse Russell, Route 2; W.W. Lewis, 1044 Chestnut, J.H. Willoughby, Alvaton, R.A. Davis, Smiths Grove; Joe Owens, Route 5; E.N. Vernon, 1330 Clay; E.W. Edwards, Route 1; W.T. Andrews, 1319 Kenton; A.J. Justice, Alvaton; J.W. Barber, Richardsville; T.J. Willoughby, Route 2; Tom Hendricks, Sunnyside; Aaron Miller, Rockfield; J.R. Ellis, 1112 Chestnut; John D. Phelps, Route 4; Alex Smith, 1040 Chestnut; M.W. Neely, Alvaton; W.A. Lewis Route 6; Barton Pennington, Smiths Grove, Pat Murphy, 712 Scott street and Sam E. Miller, Richardsville.
Seventy-seven years old --- J.A. Smith, Oakland; W.E. Garrett, 504 First; J.W. Lowe, 218 College; S.W. Kerley, 517 Seventy; H.L. Tibbs, Rockfield; J. E. Blankenship, 508 Park; E.J. Miller, Route 5; J.L. Doty, 344 West Tenth; S. S. Hunt, Route 1; John Ferry, 303 Tenth; M.H. Heffington, Park street, C.D. Johnson, Alvaton; M.K. Wand, 1271 Kentucky; J.H. Ingram, Drake; J.W. Hiff, Route 6, and C.A. Thomas, Oakland.
Seventy-eight years old --- H.S. Hunt, Oakland; T.F. Miller, Richardsville; H.E. Ombenhour, Route 1,; J.C. Sawyer, 401 College; R.W. Meredith, Riverside; J.H. Kington, Alvaton; D.K. Puckett, 825 Broadway; M.E. Yates, Alvaton; W.A. Flora, Sunnyside; Calvin Snell, Route 5,; A.H. Simmons, Route5; L.N. Bumpus, Route5; J.N. Osborne, Route 2; G. H. Wilson, Route 2, W.W. Elrod, Route 4; W.E. Massey, 1123 State; Lige Upton, Richardsville; and B.A. Harmon, Alvaton.
Seventy-nine years old --- Bill Lane, Rotue 2; George W. Glenn, Riverside; R.M. Cornwell, Route 5; W.S. Downey, Route 3; T.W. Thornton, Oakland; Jesse Snyder, Route1; T.A. Robinson, Alvaton; W.W. Stinston, 1257 Magnolia; W. Harlow, Sunnyside; F.J. Miller 1143 State; J.W. Crabb, Bristow; W.B. Hill, 1268 State;  G.W. Woodward, 11621 Clay; Sam Pennington, Oakland; F.M. Burnett, Oakland; and W.A. Padget, 225 Portage railroad.
Eighty years old --- A.W. Brown, Route 2; J.E. Wells, Route 3; W.M. Gresham, Smiths Grove; J.C. Carlock, Boyce; George T. Kelly, Woodburn; J.E. Mercer, 1349 Chestnut; H.B. Hill, Route 3; W.N. Wingfield, Route 1; J.K. Motley, 151 Broadway; W.F. Ennis, Route 5; J.O. Howard, 1027 Payne; and W.T. Crow, 808 Eleventh.
Eighty-one years old --- Pink Cameron, City; J.C. Johnson, 558 State; P.E. Eadens, Route 5; Robert K. Glover, Alvaton; G.W. Butler, Route3; N.P. Lawrence, Route 5; J.D. Wright, Route 3; W.M. Miller, Route 5; Will Rector, City; W.B. Bunch, Route 2; L.C. J. Motley, Smiths Grove; R.G. Miller, Route 5; Virgil Garvin, Route 6; J.O. Beck, Smiths Grove.
Eighty-two years old --- R.D. Goad, route3; J.E. Meadows, Smiths Grove; A. Roemer, 111 West  Fourteenth; J.C. Stone, 614 Fairview; Joe D. Smith, 1123 College; D.W. Howell, 728 State; and J. Tom Williams, Woodburn.
Eighty-three years old --- John Dean, Route 5.
Eighty-four years old --- G.W. Shanks, 1148 Adams; F.J. Kelley, Bristow; W.O. Holland, 325 West Tenth; F.M Howell, route3; and T. J. Hendricks, Smiths Grove.
Eighty-five years old --- C.J. White, Benton; E.R. Beck, Bristow; W.C. Brandon, Route 3; and J.L. Hickman, Route 2.
Eighty-six years old --- A.B. Johns, Smiths Grove; W.D. Ballard, 141 West Fourteenth; John R. Miller, Route1, and G.W. Keller, 1362 Clay.
Eighty-eight years old --- V.M. Cox, 1318 Fourteenth.
Lunch was served at noon in the Court House yard under the supervision of Ennis Harris and a corps of assistants.
One hundred loaves of bread for the meal were contributed by the Grocers Baking Company, which is constructing a local bakery at Fourteenth and Adams streets, and other foodstuff was contributed by local merchants.  The Phillips Transfer Company and the Cole Transfer Company transported tables and chairs to and from the Court House yard.
J. Mark Lowe
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