Posted: Tuesday, December 14, 2010 1:28 pm The Press 12/14 Bennie Wayne Dycus Bennie Wayne Dycus, 70, of Greenfield, died Sunday, Dec. 12, 2010 at his residence. Services will be at 2 p.m. today at Williams Funeral Home Chapel of Greenfield with Jerry Powell and Mark Abbott officiating. Burial will be in Highland Cemetery, Greenfield. Dycus was born Dec. 12, 1940 in Greenfield, son of the late William Barney and Fannie Capps Dycus. He worked for Doane Pet Care in McKenzie. Survivors include his wife, Mrs. Carol Tucker Dycus of Greenfield; one son, Kevin Dycus of Greenfield; one daughter, Trena Dycus of Greenfield; and one grandson, Randy Dycus of Greenfield. Web site: williamsfhofgreenfieldandgleason.com <http://www.bowlinfuneralhome.com> Mary Elder Hicks Mrs. Mary Frances Freeman Elder Hicks, 95, of Martin, died Sunday, Dec. 12, 2010 at the Weakley County Nursing & Rehab Center, Dresden. Services were held at 11 a.m. today at Murphy Funeral Home Chapel with Rev. Daymond Duck and Rev. Franklin Gardner officiating. Burial was in Gardner Cemetery, Martin. William David Nelms, James Andrew Nelms, Timothy Scott Nelms, Waymon Vancleave, Roger Vancleave and Scotty Olds served as pallbearers. Mrs. Hicks was born Jan. 5, 1915 in Martin, daughter of the late Will Dave and Eura Butler Freeman. She was the widow of Mays Elder and Wayne Hicks. She formerly worked at Martin Manufacturing Company and was a member of Gardner United Methodist Church. Survivors include one son, James Donald Elder of Martin; one daughter and son-in-law, Marietta and David Nelms of Murfreesboro; three grandchildren, William David Nelms, James Andrews Nelms and Timothy Scott Nelms; and three great-grandchildren. She was also preceded in death by four brothers, James Paul Freeman, Billy Howard Freeman, Haze Murry Freeman and Thomas Wade Freeman; and one sister, Virginia Ross. Web site: murphyfuneralhome.net Roland Biggs McKelvey Roland Biggs McKelvey, 81, of Dresden, died Tuesday, Dec. 7, 2010 at Hillview Community Living Center, Dresden. Services were held at 1 p.m. Thursday at Bowlin Funeral Home Chapel with Bro. Horry Dungan officiating. Burial was in Matheny Grove Cemetery near Dresden. Gene Perkins, Ronald Perkins, Donald Perkins, Buddy Bell, Keith Kemp and Danny Stafford served as pallbearers. McKelvey was born Feb. 7, 1929 in Weakley County, son of the late Silas Alford and Lela Mae Matheny McKelvey. He was a member of the National Guard, a Mason and self-employed as a car dealer. Survivors include a host of cousins. He was also preceded in death by one brother, Fred McKelvey. Web site: www.bowlinfuneralhome.com

Last week or two we had queries about molasses cookies recipes. I cannot find my old family standby, but here is a link to a great James Beard recipe that is about as old-school as American cookery gets. http://www.jamesbeard.org/index.php?q=recipes/show/molasses_cookies Be sure to send me a couple! ***** * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * ***** Richard Saunders, Curator Special Collections/Univ. Archives Univ. of Tennessee at Martin 731-881-7094 10 Wayne Fisher Drive fax 731-881-7074 Martin, Tenn. 38238 [email protected] ***** * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * ***** P Please consider the environment before printing this email-live green.

Snow is coming down here in Michigan this morning, and is expected to snow all day and tonight and tomorrow also! We could get 10 inches by tomorrow. It's a pretty sight, but cold. I don't try to keep it shoveled these days. I will wait until it really gets deep before I venture out to move it! Years ago in Weakley county, I use to like it when we got snow. It seems that folks in Weakley and Henry co. are getting more snow these days than we did when I was there! I use to go out and find a cedar tree for Christmas, because there were no pine trees around much. There were Holly bushes in the woods and I would get a few branches. Very sticky stuff! We were thankful for whatever we had, but we always had Love. Love was abundant, and that was the most important blessing! We had Gravy and biscuits. That was called"life saver", because it kept many folks from starving! I got to liking it pretty well, and I still do! This Christmas, I have some things to ask for.....Could we please have a peaceful world, with no wars, and no people dying, no little children starving anywhere in the world? Could we have a world where no one mistreats anyone? Could we please have our young men and women come home from all conflicts everywhere? Could we have a Congress that meets and solves our problems instead of creating more problems? Could we please have our Country back and be able to live peacefully with all nations everywhere? I would be forever thankful.....Bud Ray Mt Morris Michigan

I lived in a log house on the bradberry cemetary rd. off the palmersville hwy by any chance was yours on the same rd ? ----- Original Message ----- From: "MaryCarol" <[email protected]> To: <[email protected]> Sent: Sunday, December 12, 2010 5:12 AM Subject: [TNWEAKLE] Down Home Christmas Memories in Weakley County > Here is another essay written by published author, Jeannie Travis. > She has given permission for use on Weakley Website. > > MaryCarol > > Christmas Memories > by Jeannie Travis > > My earliest Christmas memories are from when we lived at the Jones > place in a big old log house with a dog trot hall down the middle. > Robert and Jerry slept across the hall in an unheated room and the > rest of us slept in beds in the room with the big fireplace. The > Christmases all roll into one about that time and I can't separate > them out. > > One Christmas Eve I remember waking up and seeing Mama and Daddy > sitting in front of the fireplace talking quietly .I sat up in bed > and asked " Is it Christmas yet ? " Mama said " No , go back to > sleep ." We knew we had to be asleep or Santa wouldn't come, might > not even leave us anything if we weren't sound asleep . Mom had told > us of Uncle Louis struggling to stay awake on Christmas Eve so he > could see Santa Claus. He felt a hand brush down across his face in > the dark...Santa, seeing if his eyes were closed! Best I remember he > didn't get a gift that year. > > We had a big orchard there at the Jones place, and one late Fall day > Daddy wrapped apples in pages torn from the Sears and Roebucks > catalog and laid them carefully in a big wooden box to save till > Christmas. We'd never heard of anyone doing that and of course he > made a big production out of it...him being a storyteller. We just > couldn't hardly wait till Christmas that year to see if the apples > had stayed good. The box was placed in the boys room to stay cool, > but it never occurred to us to sneak in there and eat one.- They kept > pretty good. When we got up on Christmas morning Daddy had a big fire > in the fireplace and we quickly opened our gift and began eating the > candy from our stocking. I can remember seeing the flickers of lights > the fire made to add to the soft halo of light from the coal oil lamp > setting on the dresser. Most special of all though, older brother > Robert had bought me a gift! We never exchanged gifts as some > families do. He had rolled up a comic book and wrapped it up as a > gift for me. I can see us now, I'm sitting off to the side of the > fireplace in a straight back chair, he's bending over the back of it > helping me roll the comic 'the other way' so it would lay flat and > pointing out things in it. It seemed we were in our own little world > and the happy voices of the other kids enjoying their Christmas > morning seemed very far away. I don't think I'll ever get a gift that > means more to me.. > > One Christmas while we lived in that big log house Christmas was a > little different. When we got up our folks weren't in the living > room. Having breakfast in the big lean to kitchen maybe ? We rushed > up to the fireplace to see what Santa had brought us and doggone if > there wasn't a big bundle of switches standing there! Uh oh! We'd > been weaned on tales of how bad boys and girls didn't get nothing > from Santa but a bundle of switches. What if our parents found out > we'd been bad ? We came up with a wonderful idea - just grabbed that > bundle of switches and threw them as far as we could out into the > yard, scattering them around so's they'd blend in. Went back in > giggling to each other. Now Mama and Daddy wouldn't know we'd been > bad! They didn't see a thing, and Christmas went on as usual. > > We didn't hear Santa when he came, but Daddy said he heard the sleigh > up on the roof. Couldn't understand why Mama didn't get a present, > but she showed us a pretty little milk glass jar of deodorant cream, > hidden on top of the cabinet, that Santa had left her. Daddy used to > fill his shoes with fruit and candy when he filled our stockings, and > had more fun than any of us. > > As I think back over the long years of my life I'm reminded of one > time when my sister Joyce went to great lengths to find out what we > were getting for Christmas. I was about 12, she was 19 months older. > Sis knew Mom had hid something in the boys closet, but couldn't > figure out how to get back there in their room without Mama seeing > her. She finally crawled over the partition in our closet into their > closet. Unfortunately she stepped on the gifts getting down! Mama had > got us two big girls a nice wall picture each. On Christmas morning, > Joyce very generously volunteered to take the one with the cracked > glass. Said Mama sure looked at her strangely. She never did tell her > the truth, but years later she told me. Seems like a strange gift, > but it WAS something we would keep and if we'd been careful it would > have been a lifetime gift. > > Looks like Mama would have handmade a lot of stuff for us while we > were gone to school during the year. She was a very crafty person, > but can't remember anything homemade but youngest sister Jan getting > a doll bed with covers made from material left over from a dress Mom > had made for her. With all those children she had to do a lot of > sewing. Sometimes we would come home from school and one of us girls > would have a brand new dress. Mom would get the Sears and Roebuck > catalog and find a style of dress that appealed to her and cut it out > using one of the dresses that fit us as a pattern. She would use > scraps of other fabric to make collars and cuffs, piping on a pocket, > etc. to make it special. I think one reason she didn't make things > for us is because she just wasn't 'into' Christmas, and Dad was so > she missed him more at that time of year, maybe... > > Yes, we were definitely 'pore folks' and only got a token gift from > Santa, but we had special foods fine enough to grace the Squire's > table. Every single Christmas we had a freshly baked coconut cake > (Remember how ladies used to save out the coconut milk and drizzle it > on the cake layers?) and maybe one of Mamas special chocolate cakes, > standing high on the cut glass cake stand she got for selling Lee > salve door to door when she was a girl AND we had boiled custard, > fresh fruit salad, and a Stack Pie In case you never heard of that it > is about 5 pies stacked up with a meringue pie on top. Pie crusts are > made a little thicker, and dark and light fillings are alternated as > you remove the pies from their crusts and stack them on a serving > plate. It is cut like a layer cake. And we had nuts, candy and some > fruit bought with a miserly sum sent us by her 'rich' sister Clyde. > She USED to send us 10 dollars a year, and Mama could buy a bushel of > apples and a bushel of oranges, then she started sending 5 dollars > after the oldest of us 9 kids got up pretty good sized. Somehow they > thought we could earn money. Where, in the middle of the winter out > in the country amongst other pore folks ??? I griped about it one > time and Mama said with a smile " She doesn't have to send us > anything " People amused her, I guess her sister wasn't as bad as her > husband Iven. Strangely enough he didn't manage to take it with him > when he died...I'm sure he thought he could. > > Oh yes...We had a few fireworks to set off EARLY on Christmas > morning! The oldest boys would set off the precious fireworks out in > the front yard while the rest of us watched from the window if it was > very cold... Those Roman candles shot the beautifully colored balls > of fire into the cold dark skies with the bright stars as a backdrop > and we thought it was wonderful...not ever having seen real > fireworks. I'm sure we looked forward to our meager celebration much > more than the jaded children of today. I figure Mama did fine for a > 'widder' woman left with 8 youngens and one on the way .....Jeannie > Travis...Awash in memories.... > > > > ------- > > > ------------------------------- > To unsubscribe from the list, please send an email to > [email protected] with the word 'unsubscribe' without the > quotes in the subject and the body of the message

Here is another essay written by published author, Jeannie Travis. She has given permission for use on Weakley Website. MaryCarol Christmas Memories by Jeannie Travis My earliest Christmas memories are from when we lived at the Jones place in a big old log house with a dog trot hall down the middle. Robert and Jerry slept across the hall in an unheated room and the rest of us slept in beds in the room with the big fireplace. The Christmases all roll into one about that time and I can't separate them out. One Christmas Eve I remember waking up and seeing Mama and Daddy sitting in front of the fireplace talking quietly .I sat up in bed and asked " Is it Christmas yet ? " Mama said " No , go back to sleep ." We knew we had to be asleep or Santa wouldn't come, might not even leave us anything if we weren't sound asleep . Mom had told us of Uncle Louis struggling to stay awake on Christmas Eve so he could see Santa Claus. He felt a hand brush down across his face in the dark...Santa, seeing if his eyes were closed! Best I remember he didn't get a gift that year. We had a big orchard there at the Jones place, and one late Fall day Daddy wrapped apples in pages torn from the Sears and Roebucks catalog and laid them carefully in a big wooden box to save till Christmas. We'd never heard of anyone doing that and of course he made a big production out of it...him being a storyteller. We just couldn't hardly wait till Christmas that year to see if the apples had stayed good. The box was placed in the boys room to stay cool, but it never occurred to us to sneak in there and eat one.- They kept pretty good. When we got up on Christmas morning Daddy had a big fire in the fireplace and we quickly opened our gift and began eating the candy from our stocking. I can remember seeing the flickers of lights the fire made to add to the soft halo of light from the coal oil lamp setting on the dresser. Most special of all though, older brother Robert had bought me a gift! We never exchanged gifts as some families do. He had rolled up a comic book and wrapped it up as a gift for me. I can see us now, I'm sitting off to the side of the fireplace in a straight back chair, he's bending over the back of it helping me roll the comic 'the other way' so it would lay flat and pointing out things in it. It seemed we were in our own little world and the happy voices of the other kids enjoying their Christmas morning seemed very far away. I don't think I'll ever get a gift that means more to me.. One Christmas while we lived in that big log house Christmas was a little different. When we got up our folks weren't in the living room. Having breakfast in the big lean to kitchen maybe ? We rushed up to the fireplace to see what Santa had brought us and doggone if there wasn't a big bundle of switches standing there! Uh oh! We'd been weaned on tales of how bad boys and girls didn't get nothing from Santa but a bundle of switches. What if our parents found out we'd been bad ? We came up with a wonderful idea - just grabbed that bundle of switches and threw them as far as we could out into the yard, scattering them around so's they'd blend in. Went back in giggling to each other. Now Mama and Daddy wouldn't know we'd been bad! They didn't see a thing, and Christmas went on as usual. We didn't hear Santa when he came, but Daddy said he heard the sleigh up on the roof. Couldn't understand why Mama didn't get a present, but she showed us a pretty little milk glass jar of deodorant cream, hidden on top of the cabinet, that Santa had left her. Daddy used to fill his shoes with fruit and candy when he filled our stockings, and had more fun than any of us. As I think back over the long years of my life I'm reminded of one time when my sister Joyce went to great lengths to find out what we were getting for Christmas. I was about 12, she was 19 months older. Sis knew Mom had hid something in the boys closet, but couldn't figure out how to get back there in their room without Mama seeing her. She finally crawled over the partition in our closet into their closet. Unfortunately she stepped on the gifts getting down! Mama had got us two big girls a nice wall picture each. On Christmas morning, Joyce very generously volunteered to take the one with the cracked glass. Said Mama sure looked at her strangely. She never did tell her the truth, but years later she told me. Seems like a strange gift, but it WAS something we would keep and if we'd been careful it would have been a lifetime gift. Looks like Mama would have handmade a lot of stuff for us while we were gone to school during the year. She was a very crafty person, but can't remember anything homemade but youngest sister Jan getting a doll bed with covers made from material left over from a dress Mom had made for her. With all those children she had to do a lot of sewing. Sometimes we would come home from school and one of us girls would have a brand new dress. Mom would get the Sears and Roebuck catalog and find a style of dress that appealed to her and cut it out using one of the dresses that fit us as a pattern. She would use scraps of other fabric to make collars and cuffs, piping on a pocket, etc. to make it special. I think one reason she didn't make things for us is because she just wasn't 'into' Christmas, and Dad was so she missed him more at that time of year, maybe... Yes, we were definitely 'pore folks' and only got a token gift from Santa, but we had special foods fine enough to grace the Squire's table. Every single Christmas we had a freshly baked coconut cake (Remember how ladies used to save out the coconut milk and drizzle it on the cake layers?) and maybe one of Mamas special chocolate cakes, standing high on the cut glass cake stand she got for selling Lee salve door to door when she was a girl AND we had boiled custard, fresh fruit salad, and a Stack Pie In case you never heard of that it is about 5 pies stacked up with a meringue pie on top. Pie crusts are made a little thicker, and dark and light fillings are alternated as you remove the pies from their crusts and stack them on a serving plate. It is cut like a layer cake. And we had nuts, candy and some fruit bought with a miserly sum sent us by her 'rich' sister Clyde. She USED to send us 10 dollars a year, and Mama could buy a bushel of apples and a bushel of oranges, then she started sending 5 dollars after the oldest of us 9 kids got up pretty good sized. Somehow they thought we could earn money. Where, in the middle of the winter out in the country amongst other pore folks ??? I griped about it one time and Mama said with a smile " She doesn't have to send us anything " People amused her, I guess her sister wasn't as bad as her husband Iven. Strangely enough he didn't manage to take it with him when he died...I'm sure he thought he could. Oh yes...We had a few fireworks to set off EARLY on Christmas morning! The oldest boys would set off the precious fireworks out in the front yard while the rest of us watched from the window if it was very cold... Those Roman candles shot the beautifully colored balls of fire into the cold dark skies with the bright stars as a backdrop and we thought it was wonderful...not ever having seen real fireworks. I'm sure we looked forward to our meager celebration much more than the jaded children of today. I figure Mama did fine for a 'widder' woman left with 8 youngens and one on the way .....Jeannie Travis...Awash in memories.... -------

Lewis Odell King Lewis Odell King, 62, of Dresden, died Saturday, Dec. 4, 2010 at Vanderbilt Medical Center, Nashville. Services were held at 11 a.m. today at St. Jude Catholic Church, Martin with Joe Paolozzi officiating. Burial was in Antioch Cemetery, Hornbeak with Williams Funeral Home of Gleason in charge of the arrangements. King was born April 23, 1948 in Detroit, son of the late Elmer Odell and Virginia Lewis Crocker King. He was the widower of Carolyn King. He was retired from the United States Navy and a Catholic. Survivors include two sons, Lewis King II of Belle Chasse, La. And Ronald King of Dresden; three brothers, Terrill W. King and Raymond D. King, both of Union City and David C. King of Dresden; and five grandchildren, Lewis King III, Sarah Nicole King, James Connor King, Peyton Joseph King and Addisyn Elizabeth King. Web site: williamsfhofgreenfieldandgleason.com <http://www.bowlinfuneralhome.com> Bessie Annette Massey Bessie Annette Meeks Massey, 55, of Martin, formerly of Union City died Dec. 7, 2010, at her home. Graveside services will be 3 p.m. Friday at West Hill Cemetery near Rives, with the Rev. Jerry Leggett officiating. The family will receive friends at White-Ranson Funeral Home from 2 p.m. until time to go to the cemetery Friday. Family members will serve as pallbearers. She was born March 15, 1955, in Tiptonville, daughter of the late Walter and Mable (Elam) Meeks. She was a homemaker. She is survived by her daughter, Susan Massey of South Fulton; two sons, Scott Massey and Eddie Massey Jr., both of Moore Haven, Fla.; her granddaughter, Ashley Massey of South Fulton; three grandsons, Tim Massey of Martin, Justin King of Halls and Alex Massey of Union City; two sisters, Mable Meeks of Troy and Melba June Koch of Chicago; three brothers, Walter Meeks of Humboldt, Ronald Meeks of South Fulton and Roger Meeks of Pulaski; and several nieces and nephews. She was also preceded in death by her sister, Paulette Henning. Condolences may be sent to the family at the funeral home website: www.white-ranson.com Mickey W. Moore Mickey W. Moore, 76, of Martin, died Tuesday, Dec. 7, 2010 at St. Thomas Hospice in Nashville. Memorial service and celebration of life will be held at noon Saturday at Martin Church of Christ with Bro. John Forgy, Bro. Ricky Phillips and Danny Cash officiating with Murphy Funeral Home in charge of the arrangements. Visitation will be at the funeral home from 4-7 p.m. on Friday and at the church beginning at 11 a.m. on Saturday. Ashton Moore Smith, Nicholas Moore, Harrison Moore, Randell Foster, Dr. O. K. Smith, Jimmy Pflueger, Terry Moore, Jason Bates, Kenny Lemonds and Marvin Alexander will serve as honorary pallbearers. Moore was born Aug. 14, 1934 in Fisher, Ark., son of the late Euell and Mamie Dobbins Moore. He was the widower of Barbara Foster Moore. He was a veteran of the United States Air Force, the former owner of Century 21 with his son, and member of Martin Church of Christ. Survivors include one son and daughter-in-law, Tim and Leslie Moore of Martin; one daughter and son-in-law, Terri and Kenny Lemonds of Martin; one sister, Pat Henderson of Batchlor, La.; and five grandchildren, Ashton Smith, Terrah Eads, Nicholas Moore, Harrison Moore and Julianna Moore. He was also preceded in death by one daughter, Gina Moore Smith; and two brothers, Harold Moore and Carlus Moore.

WEAKLEY COUNTY, TN MARRIAGES   No SHEEKS/SHEAKS/SEEKS/SHICK/SHICKS marriages listed.   1860 WEAKLEY COUNTY, TN CENSUS   No SHEEKS/SHEAKS/SEEKS/SHICK/SHICKS families listed.   1880 WEAKLEY COUNTY, TN CENSUS   No SHEEKS/SHEAKS/SEEKS/SHICK/SHICKS families listed.   WEAKLEY COUNTY, TN CEMETERIES - VOLUME 1   No SHEEKS/SHEAKS/SEEKS/SHICK/SHICKS burials listed.   WEAKLEY COUNTY, TN CEMETERIES - VOLUME II   No SHEEKS/SHEAKS/SEEKS/SHICK/SHICKS burials listed.   This concludes the SHEEKS/SHEAKS/SEEKS/SHICK/SHICKS lookup information.

Hi Carol, Are you related to any of the Howard family of Harlan County, KY? Rob Richmond -----Original Message----- From: [email protected] [mailto:[email protected]] On Behalf Of Russell Hehemann Sent: Wednesday, December 08, 2010 8:44 AM To: [email protected] Subject: Re: [TNWEAKLE] Sorghum molasses I remember these same times, but my favorite was skimming the foam with a piece of cane, which we chewed the end, there was always a cut on the lip from this, but we keep skimming and eating. My father ate, biscuits and butter with molasses every morning. Farm life was fun as well as a lot of work. I miss those days. Carol Howard Hehemann IMPORTANT NOTICE Email from OOCL is confidential and may be legally privileged. If it is not intended for you, please delete it immediately unread. The internet cannot guarantee that this communication is free of viruses, interception or interference and anyone who communicates with us by email is taken to accept the risks in doing so. Without limitation, OOCL and its affiliates accept no liability whatsoever and howsoever arising in connection with the use of this email. Under no circumstances shall this email constitute a binding agreement to carry or for provision of carriage services by OOCL, which is subject to the availability of carrier's equipment and vessels and the terms and conditions of OOCL's standard bill of lading which is also available at http://www.oocl.com.

Victor Dean Hearn Victor Dean Hearn, 60, of Martin, died Friday, Dec. 3, 2010 at Huntingdon Health & Rehab Center. Memorial services and celebration of life will be announced later. Hearn was born Jan. 25, 1950 in Topeka, Kans., son of the late Arthur William and Joy Yvonne Steck Hearn. He was a veteran of the United States Marines and a mason/brick layer. Survivors include a caregiver, Patsy York of Martin; one daughter, Jessica Hearn of San Antonio, Texas; and one brother, Arthur Vance Hearn of Plano, Texas. Web site: murphyfuneralhome.net Pauline Hohen Mrs. Pauline Hohen, 92, of Gleason, died Sunday, Dec. 5, 2010 at Van Ayer Manor Nursing Center, Martin. Services will be held at 2 p.m. today at Williams Funeral Home Chapel in Gleason with Steve Boone and Cory Sawyers officiating. Burial will be in Hopewell Cemetery, Gleason. Mrs. Hohen was born Nov. 17, 1918 in Ridgeley, daughter of the late Ben Harold and Jettie Sue Williams Dial. She was the widow of Melton Hoskins and Arthur Hohen. She was a homemaker and member of Macedonia Church of Christ. Survivors include two sons and one daughter-in-law, Billy and Bonnie Hoskins and James Hoskins, all of Gleason; two daughters and one son-in-law, Lynn and Jerry Taylor of Dayton and Betty Doherty of Elgin, Ill.; and one brother, B. H. Dial of Dresden. Web site: williamsfhofgreenfieldandgleason.co <http://www.bowlinfuneralhome.com> m. Donna C. Sisk Mrs. Donna C. Sisk, 67, of Dyersburg, died Saturday, Dec. 4, 2010 at her residence. Services will be held at 2 p.m. today at Johnson-Williams Funeral Home Chapel in Newbern with Rev. Ronnie Turner officiating. Burial will be in Church Grove Cemetery, Newbern. Josh Jeffries, Josh Butler, Ricky Doss, Tim Bingham, Joseph Dorse and Eddie Forrester will serve as pallbearers. Honorary pallbearers will be Tommy Sims and Lynn Hooper. Mrs. Sisk was born Sept. 17, 1943 in Dyer County, daughter of the late Claude and Annie Rebecca Howell Ennis. She was the widow of James Robert Sisk Sr. She was a homemaker and retired cook for Fowler's Mini Mart. Survivors include four sons and daughters-in-law, Kenneth and C. C. Sisk of Sharon, Jeff and Pam Sisk, Billy and Betty Sisk, all of Newbern, James and Kristi Sisk of Dyersburg; one brother, Bill Ennis of Dyersburg; 12 grandchildren; and seven great-grandchildren. She was also preceded in death by one sister, Peggy Robbins; and one brother, Bob Ennis. Ralph Winstead Ralph Winstead, 93, of Martin, died Monday, Dec. 6, 2010 at VanAyer Manor Nursing Home, Martin. Services will be held at 1 p.m. today at Murphy Funeral Home Chapel with Rev. Randy Cooper officiating. Burial will be in East Side Cemetery. Grandchildren and great-grandchildren will serve as pallbearers. Winstead was born Feb. 7, 1917 in Martin, son of the late Jasper "Jack" and Pinky Darnell Winstead. He was the widower of Orell Blake Winstead, Lottie Lorene Draper Winstead and Clara Jones Winstead. He was a retired farmer and retired from Sears Company, and a member of First United Methodist Church in Martin. Survivors include two sons and daughters-in-law, John and Donna Winstead of Lexington, Tom and Linda Winstead of Dresden; one daughter and son-in-law, Patsy and Ted Coates of Martin; six grandchildren, Jeff Coates, David Coates, Betsy Biggs, Brad Winstead, Mark Winstead and Jack Winstead; nine great-grandchildren; and one great-great-granddaughter. Web site: murphyfuneralhome.net

Posted: Tuesday, December 7, 2010 9:01 am The Press 12/7 Mary Ellen Adams Mary Ellen Adams, 65, of Greenfield, died Friday, Dec. 3, 2010 at her residence. Services were held at 1 p.m. Monday at First United Pentecostal Church with Jerry Taylor and Wendell Jellison officiating. Burial was in Hillis Cemetery, Greenfield with Williams Funeral Home of Greenfield in charge of the arrangements. Mike Thweatt, Kyle Thweatt, T. J. Thweatt, Marvin Thweatt, Douglas Thweatt and Zack Hall served as pallbearers. Mrs. Adams was born Feb. 14, 1945 in Bradford, daughter of the late Raymond Holmes and Onie Virginia Mullins Hubble. She worked for Wal-Mart and Xerox Corp. and was a member of First United Pentecostal Church, Greenfield. Survivors include one son, Raymond Auromovic of Greenfield; one sister, Judy Hubble of Atwood; and one brother, Robert Hubble of Dresden. Web site: williamsfhofgreenfieldandgleason.com <http://www.bowlinfuneralhome.com> Billy Lon Cantrell Billy Lon Cantrell, 74, of McKenzie, died Monday, Nov. 29, 2010 at McKenzie Regional Hospital. Services were held at 1 p.m. Saturday at Williams Funeral Home Chapel in Greenfield with Bob Copeland officiating. Burial was in Pleasant Grove Cemetery, Greenfield. Kenneth Jenkins, Allen Jenkins, Colin Jenkins, Gary Harrison, Justin Cook and Matthew Moore served as pallbearers. Cantrell was born Sept. 14, 1936 in Greenfield, son of the late Leonard A. and Velma Long Cantrell. He was a machinist at Brown Shoe Company and attended New Prospect Baptist Church. Survivors include one son, Steve Cantrell of McKenzie; one brother, Bobby Fon Cantrell of Dyer; and one sister, Lou Nell Cochran of Greenfield. Web site: williamsfhofgreenfieldandgleason.com <http://www.bowlinfuneralhome.com> Kay A. Durden Dr. Kay A. Durden, 70, of Greenfield, died Thursday, Dec. 2, 2010 at Volunteer Community Hospital, Martin. Services were held at 11 a.m. Saturday at First Presbyterian Church, Greenfield with Dr. Roy Whaley officiating. Burial was in Presbyterian Church Cemetery with Williams Funeral Home of Greenfield in charge of the arrangements. Mike Biggs, Jake Biggs, Randy Huffstetler, James R. Huffstetler, Willie Trevathan, Ronald Gentry, Bobby Rawls and Jeff Floyd served as pallbearers. Honorary pallbearers were Tommy Liggett, Ed Joyner, Tom Nobles, Richard Griffin and Jerry Dewry. Dr. Durden was born Sept. 8, 1940 in Milan, daughter of the late Thomas and Katherian Freeman Akin. She was a Professor of Business at the University of Tennessee at Martin and a member of First Presbyterian Church, Greenfield. Survivors include her husband, Don Durden of Greenfield; one son, David Durden of Milan; three brothers, Bill Akin of New Orleans, La., Tommy Akin of Greenfield and Bobby Akin of Collierville; and one grandson, Sid Durden of Milan. Memorials may be made to Kay Durden, Endowment Scholarship, Office of Development, 325 administration Building, Martin, TN 38238. Web site: williamsfhofgreenfieldandgleason.com <http://www.bowlinfuneralhome.com> Warner Douglass Fisher Warner Douglass Fisher, 87, of Gilbert, Ariz., died Thursday, Nov. 25, 2010. Services were on Thursday, Dec. 2 in Gilbert with burial in Beaver Dam, Utah. Fisher was the son of the late Delmer and Delia Tice Fisher. He was a graduate of Sharon High School and received his higher education from Purdue University, University of Utah and Texas A & M where he received his doctorate in agronomy. He began his teaching career at UTMB from 1948-51. After receiving his doctorate at Texas A & M, he taught at Auburn University. Later he moved to Tucson, Ariz. To teach and do research at the University of Arizona. He ended his career as head of the COTT on Research for the University of Arizona in Mesa, Ariz., a program which he developed. He was credited with developing new cotton's including Pima Cotton which was patented. After retirement, he served as a cotton research consultant. Survivors include his wife, Mrs. Geraldine Bowen Fisher of Gilbert; three daughters, Marti Henderson, Lorraine O'Brien and Jill Dees; one son, Meal Fisher; one sister, Mildred Fisher Clarke; 21 grandchildren; and 41 great-grandchildren. He was also preceded in death by three brothers, Wendell Fisher, Wayne Fisher and Russell Fisher; and an infant sister, Verna Fisher.

Rob, Not that I have found yet My ancestors are James Howard 1786-1868 NC to TN William Obadiah Howard 1819-1896 Henry Co., Tennessee Charlie White Howard 1870-1941 Henry Co., Tennessee Charles Wesley Howard 1915-1971 Henry Co., Tennessee Carol Marie Howard 1943 born Henry Co., Tennessee now living in Richmond, Kentucky Carol Howard Hehemann On 12/8/2010 9:46 AM, [email protected] wrote: > Hi Carol, > > Are you related to any of the Howard family of Harlan County, KY? > > Rob Richmond > > > -----Original Message----- > From: [email protected] [mailto:[email protected]] On Behalf Of Russell Hehemann > Sent: Wednesday, December 08, 2010 8:44 AM > To: [email protected] > Subject: Re: [TNWEAKLE] Sorghum molasses > > I remember these same times, but my favorite was skimming the foam with a piece of cane, which we chewed the end, there was always a cut on the lip from this, but we keep skimming and eating. My father ate, biscuits and butter with molasses every morning. Farm life was fun as well as a lot of work. I miss those days. > Carol Howard Hehemann > > > IMPORTANT NOTICE > Email from OOCL is confidential and may be legally privileged. If it is not > intended for you, please delete it immediately unread. The internet > cannot guarantee that this communication is free of viruses, interception > or interference and anyone who communicates with us by email is taken > to accept the risks in doing so. Without limitation, OOCL and its affiliates > accept no liability whatsoever and howsoever arising in connection with > the use of this email. Under no circumstances shall this email constitute > a binding agreement to carry or for provision of carriage services by OOCL, > which is subject to the availability of carrier's equipment and vessels and > the terms and conditions of OOCL's standard bill of lading which is also > available at http://www.oocl.com. > > > ------------------------------- > To unsubscribe from the list, please send an email to [email protected] with the word 'unsubscribe' without the quotes in the subject and the body of the message > > > ----- > No virus found in this message. > Checked by AVG - www.avg.com > Version: 10.0.1170 / Virus Database: 426/3304 - Release Date: 12/08/10 > >

I remember these same times, but my favorite was skimming the foam with a piece of cane, which we chewed the end, there was always a cut on the lip from this, but we keep skimming and eating. My father ate, biscuits and butter with molasses every morning. Farm life was fun as well as a lot of work. I miss those days. Carol Howard Hehemann On 12/8/2010 7:30 AM, Vickie Miller wrote: > I remember when my grandparents made sorghum when I was kid in Yell Co Ark. They supplemented their retirement by making quarts of sorghum and selling it for the great sum of $3.00 a quart back in the 1970's -they lived in the country and people would drive for miles to come and get some. They never advertised it -it was all word of mouth. I remember that when they finally gave it up as too much work (which it was!!!) they sold the copper pan& their grinding mill to another elderly couple who were going to try their hand at it. I loved mixing molasses with butter and putting it on my biscuits. I also remember the work -we grandchildren assisted in cutting the cane and stripping off the leaves to put it in the grinder then toting away the used cane for the pigs. My grandparents would be in the "sorghum house" where the pan was and working over it -skimming it off and moving the cooking molasses through the various compartments of the pan until it reached the end and ! th! > ey could pour it off into containers to be bottled up. Brings back a lot of memories. > Sincerely, > Vickie Miller > > ------------------------------- > To unsubscribe from the list, please send an email to [email protected] with the word 'unsubscribe' without the quotes in the subject and the body of the message > > > ----- > No virus found in this message. > Checked by AVG - www.avg.com > Version: 10.0.1170 / Virus Database: 426/3303 - Release Date: 12/07/10 > >

I remember when my grandparents made sorghum when I was kid in Yell Co Ark. They supplemented their retirement by making quarts of sorghum and selling it for the great sum of $3.00 a quart back in the 1970's -they lived in the country and people would drive for miles to come and get some. They never advertised it -it was all word of mouth. I remember that when they finally gave it up as too much work (which it was!!!) they sold the copper pan & their grinding mill to another elderly couple who were going to try their hand at it. I loved mixing molasses with butter and putting it on my biscuits. I also remember the work -we grandchildren assisted in cutting the cane and stripping off the leaves to put it in the grinder then toting away the used cane for the pigs. My grandparents would be in the "sorghum house" where the pan was and working over it -skimming it off and moving the cooking molasses through the various compartments of the pan until it reached the end and they could pour it off into containers to be bottled up. Brings back a lot of memories. Sincerely, Vickie Miller

There is a closet in the basement of the courthouse that has many old record books stored in no orderly fashion. I may contain some of those probate records. Joe Stout -----Original Message----- From: [email protected] [mailto:[email protected]] On Behalf Of Richard Saunders Sent: Monday, December 06, 2010 8:44 AM To: [email protected] Subject: Re: [TNWEAKLE] BAXTER & ROSS--Early probate records for Weakley County? It was not just the 1948 fire that was the problem. County officials used the fire as an opportunity to purge the loose records, which (except for marriages) are not the official account of a legal action. Jimmy Corbitt acquired boxes of the chancery and circuit court records, though he was always a little sketchy about details of how they made it into his keeping; there may have been an intermediary, we just don't know. They now reside here at UTM. Unless there was someone on hand to snap them up when the files were purged, it is sadly possible that the probate files themselves are lost to history. However, do check the chancery court records on the departmental Website, because if anyone argued with someone else over the disposition of something it would show up in chancery court. MS 004 is the one you want. http://www.utm.edu/departments/acadpro/library/departments/special_colle ctions/ms.htm Be sure to check administrator's, guardian, and executor's bonds, by the way (each of which is a separate series). Also, remember that the State Library and Archives holds master film of any record microfilmed in Tennessee, and if the state has it then the Family History Library system (the Mormons) have it as well. Film can be loaned either through public libraries or the FHL centers scattered around. The TSLA Website is a little difficult to use, but all the important data is there. http://www.tn.gov/tsla/preservation/microfilmindex.htm Richard. [email protected] + 731-881-7094 -----Original Message----- From: [email protected] [mailto:[email protected]] On Behalf Of Lindsay Price Sent: Monday, December 06, 2010 12:01 AM To: [email protected] Subject: [TNWEAKLE] BAXTER & ROSS--Early probate records for Weakley County? Looking for some help with probate records in Weakley County. I don't have a clear idea of what records are available in the court house. I understand that there was a fire in that court house in 1948, but I believe most probate records should still be in existence. *snip* ------------------------------- To unsubscribe from the list, please send an email to [email protected] with the word 'unsubscribe' without the quotes in the subject and the body of the message

I found this and thought I'd pass it on to both counties. http://www.migrations.org Robert B. ARNOLD b: abt 1839 in Gibson Co TN Additional Notes: Source: History of the State of Kansas, Wm G. Cutler, 1883; NOTES: marr. Mary Eckley, 1868; father of Sophia, Flora, Martha, Ephraim B., Harvey E., Mary M., and Robert B. Arnold. Migrations Steps: to Hadley, Lawrence Co., IL in 1863 to TN in 1866 to Reno Co., KS in 1874 to Humbolt, Allen Co., KS in 1877 Researcher: Teresa Lindquist ----- Original Message ---- From: "[email protected]" <[email protected]> To: [email protected] Sent: Sun, December 5, 2010 5:30:17 PM Subject: TNWEAKLE Digest, Vol 5, Issue 246 Today's Topics: 1. Making sorghum molasses (MaryCarol) 2. Historical English Connections (MaryCarol) 3. Re: Making sorghum molasses (ROBBIE ELLIOTT) 4. SORGHUM ([email protected]) 5. Re: Making sorghum molasses (Sali) 6. Re: SORGHUM (Russell Hehemann) 7. Re: SORGHUM ([email protected]) ---------------------------------------------------------------------- Message: 1 Date: Sun, 5 Dec 2010 02:06:12 -0600 From: MaryCarol <[email protected]> Subject: [TNWEAKLE] Making sorghum molasses To: [email protected] Message-ID: <[email protected]> Content-Type: text/plain; charset=US-ASCII; delsp=yes; format=flowed MAKING SORGHUM MOLASSES This was the latest article published in the Cumberland Lore...Archives Publication by Jeannie Travis - she has given permission to share it. "This nippy Fall weather reminds me of the good old days when times were hard. When I was growing up folks didn't have a sorghum cooking apparatus, but one traveled around and would set up at one farm or another..You hauled your sorghum to the Mill.....I suppose the farms owner got a small portion of the sorghum...and probably got to run his through first. Wood supplied the heat but I don't know who supplied that. We grew the sorghum like corn, and in the fall cut it down after the men had gone through each row and knocked off all the leaves with a sort of wooden sword. . Then they went back through and cut it all down with a blade on a long handle.....Then it was piled up at the side. I can remember cutting off sorghum heads when I was real little..maybe 7 years old. It was SO cold I was crying...remember cutting nicks out of my knees with the big Butcher knife Daddy made from a saw blade. The sorghum was loaded onto a wagon ..all straight and nice, and hauled away....We took some of the seed heads to the house to feed the chickens, but I don't remember Daddy saving all the heads for winter. A mule pulled the long handle{sweep } that was attached to the crusher, and an elderly man sat up under that long sweep and fed the cane into the crusher. The juice came out one side and crushed stalks came out the other..Bagasse, I think they call it. The juice is poured into a big flat pan that has a fir burning under it. Men stir the syrup as it cooks till it get thick...Once Daddy was helping a neighbor make up sorghum and he brought home a quart jar of the golden foam that they had skimmed off..... That pan they cook the syrup in has always fascinated me...They keep on adding fresh syrup to it on one end , and it is stirred, stirred , stirred! The heat from the fires burning under it and the men's paddles causes the liquid to thicken and is moved from one end of the 'pan' to another. It is then drained out into glass jugs or jars and sold or used in the home kitchen as ' Long sweetnin'... On cold winter mornings the delicious thick syrup flowed slowwwllllyyy over the rim of the syrup jar ..It had beautiful amber bubbles in it and they would stretch out like a rubber balloon. Folks said kids were as slow as Sorghum molasses... Sure tasted good when we mixed molasses and butter on our plate, and sopped it up with one of Mama's big flaky biscuits" ------------------------------ Message: 2 Date: Sun, 5 Dec 2010 06:08:51 -0600 From: MaryCarol <[email protected]> Subject: [TNWEAKLE] Historical English Connections To: [email protected] Message-ID: <[email protected]> Content-Type: text/plain; charset=US-ASCII; delsp=yes; format=flowed Sent to me by a cousin - Thanks, Joy! MaryCarol 1. They used to use urine to tan animal skins, so families used to all pee in a pot & then once a day it was taken & sold to the tannery. If you had to do this to survive, you were "Piss Poor". 2. But worse than that were the really poor folk who couldn't even afford to buy a pot. They "didn't have a pot to piss in" & were the lowest of the low. 3. The floor was dirt. Only the wealthy had something other than dirt; hence the saying, "Dirt Poor." 4. The wealthy had slate floors that would get slippery in the winter when wet, so they spread thresh (straw) on floor to help keep their footing. As winter wore on, they added more thrush until, when you opened the door, it would all start slipping outside. A piece of wood was placed in the entrance-way; hence a "thresh-hold". 5. Sometimes they could obtain pork, which made them feel quite special. When visitors came over, they would hang up their bacon to show off. It was a sign of wealth that a man could, "Bring home the bacon." They would cut off a little to share with guests and would all sit around and "Chew the fat." 6. Bread was divided according to status. Workers got the burnt bottom of the loaf, the family got the middle, and guest got the top, or "Upper crust." 7. Lead cups were used to drink ale or whisky. The combination would sometimes knock the imbibers out for a couple of days. Someone walking along the road would take them for dead and prepare them for burial. They were laid out on the kitchen table for a couple of days and the family would gather around and eat and drink and wait to see if they would wake up; hence the custom of "holding a wake." 8. England is old and small and the local folks started running out of places to bury people so they would dig up coffins and take the bones to a bone-house, and reuse the grave. When reopening these coffins, 1 out of 25 coffins were found to have scratch marks on the inside and they realized they had been burying people alive. So, they would tie a string on the wrist of the corpse, lead it through the coffin and up through the ground and tie it to a bell. Someone would have to sit out in the graveyard all night ("The graveyard shift") to listen for the bell, thus, someone could be, "saved by the bell" or was considered a "dead ringer". And that's the truth...now, whoever said History was boring! ------------------------------ Message: 3 Date: Sun, 5 Dec 2010 06:15:20 -0600 From: "ROBBIE ELLIOTT" <[email protected]> Subject: Re: [TNWEAKLE] Making sorghum molasses To: <[email protected]> Message-ID: <[email protected]> Content-Type: text/plain; charset="US-ASCII" Excellent description I almost cut the end of my finger off while cutting off the tops of the sorghum to feed the chickens. Mama soaked my finger in some coal oil then wrapped it in white cloth. I still have the scar. I felt sorry for the mule having to go round & round turning the wheel. I still remember the wonderful taste and smell, wish I had some today. -----Original Message----- From: [email protected] [mailto:[email protected]] On Behalf Of MaryCarol Sent: Sunday, December 05, 2010 2:06 AM To: [email protected] Subject: [TNWEAKLE] Making sorghum molasses MAKING SORGHUM MOLASSES This was the latest article published in the Cumberland Lore...Archives Publication by Jeannie Travis - she has given permission to share it. "This nippy Fall weather reminds me of the good old days when times were hard. When I was growing up folks didn't have a sorghum cooking apparatus, but one traveled around and would set up at one farm or another..You hauled your sorghum to the Mill.....I suppose the farms owner got a small portion of the sorghum...and probably got to run his through first. Wood supplied the heat but I don't know who supplied that. We grew the sorghum like corn, and in the fall cut it down after the men had gone through each row and knocked off all the leaves with a sort of wooden sword. . Then they went back through and cut it all down with a blade on a long handle.....Then it was piled up at the side. I can remember cutting off sorghum heads when I was real little..maybe 7 years old. It was SO cold I was crying...remember cutting nicks out of my knees with the big Butcher knife Daddy made from a saw blade. The sorghum was loaded onto a wagon ..all straight and nice, and hauled away....We took some of the seed heads to the house to feed the chickens, but I don't remember Daddy saving all the heads for winter. A mule pulled the long handle{sweep } that was attached to the crusher, and an elderly man sat up under that long sweep and fed the cane into the crusher. The juice came out one side and crushed stalks came out the other..Bagasse, I think they call it. The juice is poured into a big flat pan that has a fir burning under it. Men stir the syrup as it cooks till it get thick...Once Daddy was helping a neighbor make up sorghum and he brought home a quart jar of the golden foam that they had skimmed off..... That pan they cook the syrup in has always fascinated me...They keep on adding fresh syrup to it on one end , and it is stirred, stirred , stirred! The heat from the fires burning under it and the men's paddles causes the liquid to thicken and is moved from one end of the 'pan' to another. It is then drained out into glass jugs or jars and sold or used in the home kitchen as ' Long sweetnin'... On cold winter mornings the delicious thick syrup flowed slowwwllllyyy over the rim of the syrup jar ..It had beautiful amber bubbles in it and they would stretch out like a rubber balloon. Folks said kids were as slow as Sorghum molasses... Sure tasted good when we mixed molasses and butter on our plate, and sopped it up with one of Mama's big flaky biscuits" ------------------------------- To unsubscribe from the list, please send an email to [email protected] with the word 'unsubscribe' without the quotes in the subject and the body of the message ------------------------------ Message: 4 Date: Sun, 5 Dec 2010 09:50:05 -0500 From: <[email protected]> Subject: [TNWEAKLE] SORGHUM To: <[email protected]> Message-ID: <[email protected]> Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Linda and I were in Tn. for a reunion back in September, and we bought some Sorghum Molasses at McKenzie Tn. It's a little expensive, but we wanted some. I am diabetic so I can't eat much. She uses it in cookies. I remember when I was a kid it used to be sold in 1 gallon buckets. Thank you for the discussion. I love it when someone digs up these wonderful memories of my childhood! So it goes for a man from Gleason in Weakley county.......Bud Ray ------------------------------ Message: 5 Date: Sun, 5 Dec 2010 10:56:24 -0600 From: "Sali" <[email protected]> Subject: Re: [TNWEAKLE] Making sorghum molasses To: <[email protected]> Message-ID: <[email protected]> Content-Type: text/plain; format=flowed; charset="iso-8859-1"; reply-type=original There is nothing better than sorghum on hot cornbread or on hot biscuits... I remember my mom always having it on the kitchen table at meal time growing up.. I found some a few years back at a roadside stand in Arkansas but haven't found any since... sure brought back some great memories tho..... Sally Standley ----- Original Message ----- From: "MaryCarol" <[email protected]> To: <[email protected]> Sent: Sunday, December 05, 2010 2:06 AM Subject: [TNWEAKLE] Making sorghum molasses > MAKING SORGHUM MOLASSES > > This was the latest article published in the Cumberland > Lore...Archives Publication by Jeannie Travis - she has given > permission to share it. > > "This nippy Fall weather reminds me of the good old days when times > were hard. When I was growing up folks didn't have a sorghum cooking > apparatus, but one traveled around and would set up at one farm or > another..You hauled your sorghum to the Mill.....I suppose the farms > owner got a small portion of the sorghum...and probably got to run > his through first. Wood supplied the heat but I don't know who > supplied that. > > We grew the sorghum like corn, and in the fall cut it down after the > men had gone through each row and knocked off all the leaves with a > sort of wooden sword. . Then they went back through and cut it all > down with a blade on a long handle.....Then it was piled up at the > side. I can > remember cutting off sorghum heads when I was real little..maybe 7 > years old. It was SO cold I was crying...remember cutting nicks out > of my knees with the big Butcher knife Daddy made from a saw blade. > > The sorghum was loaded onto a wagon ..all straight and nice, and > hauled away....We took some of the seed heads to the house to feed > the chickens, but I don't remember Daddy saving all the heads for > winter. A mule pulled the long handle{sweep } that was attached to > the crusher, and an elderly man sat up under that long sweep and fed > the cane into the crusher. The juice came out one side and crushed > stalks came out the other..Bagasse, I think they call it. The juice > is poured into a big flat pan that has a fir burning under it. Men > stir the syrup as it cooks till it get > thick...Once Daddy was helping a neighbor make up sorghum and he > brought home a quart jar of the golden foam that they had skimmed > off..... > > That pan they cook the syrup in has always fascinated me...They keep > on adding fresh syrup to it on one end , and it is stirred, stirred , > stirred! The heat from the fires burning under it and the men's > paddles causes the liquid to thicken and is moved from one end of the > 'pan' to > another. It is then drained out into glass jugs or jars and sold or > used in the home kitchen as ' Long sweetnin'... > > On cold winter mornings the delicious thick syrup flowed > slowwwllllyyy over the rim of the syrup jar ..It had beautiful amber > bubbles in it and they would stretch out like a rubber balloon. > Folks said kids were as slow as Sorghum molasses... Sure tasted good > when we mixed molasses and butter on our plate, and sopped it up with > one of Mama's big flaky biscuits" > > > > > > > ------------------------------- > To unsubscribe from the list, please send an email to > [email protected] with the word 'unsubscribe' without the > quotes in the subject and the body of the message > > __________ Information from ESET Smart Security, version of virus > signature database 5675 (20101205) __________ > > The message was checked by ESET Smart Security. > > http://www.eset.com > > > __________ Information from ESET Smart Security, version of virus signature database 5675 (20101205) __________ The message was checked by ESET Smart Security. http://www.eset.com ------------------------------ Message: 6 Date: Sun, 05 Dec 2010 14:45:45 -0500 From: Russell Hehemann <[email protected]> Subject: Re: [TNWEAKLE] SORGHUM To: [email protected] Message-ID: <[email protected]> Content-Type: text/plain; charset=ISO-8859-1; format=flowed Bud, will you share your recipe for the molasses cookies? Cmhh On 12/5/2010 9:50 AM, [email protected] wrote: > Linda and I were in Tn. for a reunion back in September, and we bought some >Sorghum Molasses at McKenzie Tn. It's a little expensive, but we wanted some. I >am diabetic so I can't eat much. She uses it in cookies. > I remember when I was a kid it used to be sold in 1 gallon buckets. > Thank you for the discussion. I love it when someone digs up these wonderful >memories of my childhood! So it goes for a man from Gleason in Weakley >county.......Bud Ray > > ------------------------------- > To unsubscribe from the list, please send an email to >[email protected] with the word 'unsubscribe' without the quotes in >the subject and the body of the message > > > > No virus found in this incoming message. > Checked by AVG - www.avg.com > Version: 9.0.872 / Virus Database: 271.1.1/3297 - Release Date: 12/04/10 >14:34:00 > ------------------------------ Message: 7 Date: Sun, 5 Dec 2010 18:30:12 -0500 From: <[email protected]> Subject: Re: [TNWEAKLE] SORGHUM To: <[email protected]> Message-ID: <[email protected]> Content-Type: text/plain; format=flowed; charset="iso-8859-1"; reply-type=original MY WIFE SAYS SHE WILL FIND IT FOR ME. ----- Original Message ----- From: "Russell Hehemann" <[email protected]> To: <[email protected]> Sent: Sunday, December 05, 2010 2:45 PM Subject: Re: [TNWEAKLE] SORGHUM > Bud, will you share your recipe for the molasses cookies? > Cmhh > > > On 12/5/2010 9:50 AM, [email protected] wrote: >> Linda and I were in Tn. for a reunion back in September, and we bought >> some Sorghum Molasses at McKenzie Tn. It's a little expensive, but we >> wanted some. I am diabetic so I can't eat much. She uses it in cookies. >> I remember when I was a kid it used to be sold in 1 gallon buckets. >> Thank you for the discussion. I love it when someone digs up these >> wonderful memories of my childhood! So it goes for a man from Gleason in >> Weakley county.......Bud Ray >> >> ------------------------------- >> To unsubscribe from the list, please send an email to >> [email protected] with the word 'unsubscribe' without the >> quotes in the subject and the body of the message >> >> >> >> No virus found in this incoming message. >> Checked by AVG - www.avg.com >> Version: 9.0.872 / Virus Database: 271.1.1/3297 - Release Date: 12/04/10 >> 14:34:00 >> > > > ------------------------------- > To unsubscribe from the list, please send an email to > [email protected] with the word 'unsubscribe' without the > quotes in the subject and the body of the message ------------------------------ To contact the TNWEAKLE list administrator, send an email to [email protected] To post a message to the TNWEAKLE mailing list, send an email to [email protected] __________________________________________________________ To unsubscribe from the list, please send an email to [email protected] with the word "unsubscribe" without the quotes in the subject and the body of the email with no additional text. 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It was not just the 1948 fire that was the problem. County officials used the fire as an opportunity to purge the loose records, which (except for marriages) are not the official account of a legal action. Jimmy Corbitt acquired boxes of the chancery and circuit court records, though he was always a little sketchy about details of how they made it into his keeping; there may have been an intermediary, we just don't know. They now reside here at UTM. Unless there was someone on hand to snap them up when the files were purged, it is sadly possible that the probate files themselves are lost to history. However, do check the chancery court records on the departmental Website, because if anyone argued with someone else over the disposition of something it would show up in chancery court. MS 004 is the one you want. http://www.utm.edu/departments/acadpro/library/departments/special_colle ctions/ms.htm Be sure to check administrator's, guardian, and executor's bonds, by the way (each of which is a separate series). Also, remember that the State Library and Archives holds master film of any record microfilmed in Tennessee, and if the state has it then the Family History Library system (the Mormons) have it as well. Film can be loaned either through public libraries or the FHL centers scattered around. The TSLA Website is a little difficult to use, but all the important data is there. http://www.tn.gov/tsla/preservation/microfilmindex.htm Richard. [email protected] + 731-881-7094 -----Original Message----- From: [email protected] [mailto:[email protected]] On Behalf Of Lindsay Price Sent: Monday, December 06, 2010 12:01 AM To: [email protected] Subject: [TNWEAKLE] BAXTER & ROSS--Early probate records for Weakley County? Looking for some help with probate records in Weakley County. I don't have a clear idea of what records are available in the court house. I understand that there was a fire in that court house in 1948, but I believe most probate records should still be in existence. *snip*

Looking for some help with probate records in Weakley County. I don't have a clear idea of what records are available in the court house. I understand that there was a fire in that court house in 1948, but I believe most probate records should still be in existence. When I spoke with a clerk at the court house, she only located one BAXTER within this time frame, though it wasn't one of my people. If I know that these people died in this location, owned significant property, and were fairly prominent individuals in the community, should I likely find probate information for them? I'm looking for probate records for: Caleb E. BAXTER, died between 1851 and 1860 W.R. ROSS, died 28 Dec 1874 Catherine ROSS, died 13 Nov 1894 J.M. BAXTER, died 11 Sep 1901 Sarah M. BAXTER, died 1916 Annie P. BAXTER, died 2 July 1900 Thanks so much! -Lindsay Price

MY WIFE SAYS SHE WILL FIND IT FOR ME. ----- Original Message ----- From: "Russell Hehemann" <[email protected]> To: <[email protected]> Sent: Sunday, December 05, 2010 2:45 PM Subject: Re: [TNWEAKLE] SORGHUM > Bud, will you share your recipe for the molasses cookies? > Cmhh > > > On 12/5/2010 9:50 AM, [email protected] wrote: >> Linda and I were in Tn. for a reunion back in September, and we bought >> some Sorghum Molasses at McKenzie Tn. It's a little expensive, but we >> wanted some. I am diabetic so I can't eat much. She uses it in cookies. >> I remember when I was a kid it used to be sold in 1 gallon buckets. >> Thank you for the discussion. I love it when someone digs up these >> wonderful memories of my childhood! So it goes for a man from Gleason in >> Weakley county.......Bud Ray >> >> ------------------------------- >> To unsubscribe from the list, please send an email to >> [email protected] with the word 'unsubscribe' without the >> quotes in the subject and the body of the message >> >> >> >> No virus found in this incoming message. >> Checked by AVG - www.avg.com >> Version: 9.0.872 / Virus Database: 271.1.1/3297 - Release Date: 12/04/10 >> 14:34:00 >> > > > ------------------------------- > To unsubscribe from the list, please send an email to > [email protected] with the word 'unsubscribe' without the > quotes in the subject and the body of the message

Bud, will you share your recipe for the molasses cookies? Cmhh On 12/5/2010 9:50 AM, [email protected] wrote: > Linda and I were in Tn. for a reunion back in September, and we bought some Sorghum Molasses at McKenzie Tn. It's a little expensive, but we wanted some. I am diabetic so I can't eat much. She uses it in cookies. > I remember when I was a kid it used to be sold in 1 gallon buckets. > Thank you for the discussion. I love it when someone digs up these wonderful memories of my childhood! So it goes for a man from Gleason in Weakley county.......Bud Ray > > ------------------------------- > To unsubscribe from the list, please send an email to [email protected] with the word 'unsubscribe' without the quotes in the subject and the body of the message > > > > No virus found in this incoming message. > Checked by AVG - www.avg.com > Version: 9.0.872 / Virus Database: 271.1.1/3297 - Release Date: 12/04/10 14:34:00 >

There is nothing better than sorghum on hot cornbread or on hot biscuits... I remember my mom always having it on the kitchen table at meal time growing up.. I found some a few years back at a roadside stand in Arkansas but haven't found any since... sure brought back some great memories tho..... Sally Standley ----- Original Message ----- From: "MaryCarol" <[email protected]> To: <[email protected]> Sent: Sunday, December 05, 2010 2:06 AM Subject: [TNWEAKLE] Making sorghum molasses > MAKING SORGHUM MOLASSES > > This was the latest article published in the Cumberland > Lore...Archives Publication by Jeannie Travis - she has given > permission to share it. > > "This nippy Fall weather reminds me of the good old days when times > were hard. When I was growing up folks didn't have a sorghum cooking > apparatus, but one traveled around and would set up at one farm or > another..You hauled your sorghum to the Mill.....I suppose the farms > owner got a small portion of the sorghum...and probably got to run > his through first. Wood supplied the heat but I don't know who > supplied that. > > We grew the sorghum like corn, and in the fall cut it down after the > men had gone through each row and knocked off all the leaves with a > sort of wooden sword. . Then they went back through and cut it all > down with a blade on a long handle.....Then it was piled up at the > side. I can > remember cutting off sorghum heads when I was real little..maybe 7 > years old. It was SO cold I was crying...remember cutting nicks out > of my knees with the big Butcher knife Daddy made from a saw blade. > > The sorghum was loaded onto a wagon ..all straight and nice, and > hauled away....We took some of the seed heads to the house to feed > the chickens, but I don't remember Daddy saving all the heads for > winter. A mule pulled the long handle{sweep } that was attached to > the crusher, and an elderly man sat up under that long sweep and fed > the cane into the crusher. The juice came out one side and crushed > stalks came out the other..Bagasse, I think they call it. The juice > is poured into a big flat pan that has a fir burning under it. Men > stir the syrup as it cooks till it get > thick...Once Daddy was helping a neighbor make up sorghum and he > brought home a quart jar of the golden foam that they had skimmed > off..... > > That pan they cook the syrup in has always fascinated me...They keep > on adding fresh syrup to it on one end , and it is stirred, stirred , > stirred! The heat from the fires burning under it and the men's > paddles causes the liquid to thicken and is moved from one end of the > 'pan' to > another. It is then drained out into glass jugs or jars and sold or > used in the home kitchen as ' Long sweetnin'... > > On cold winter mornings the delicious thick syrup flowed > slowwwllllyyy over the rim of the syrup jar ..It had beautiful amber > bubbles in it and they would stretch out like a rubber balloon. > Folks said kids were as slow as Sorghum molasses... Sure tasted good > when we mixed molasses and butter on our plate, and sopped it up with > one of Mama's big flaky biscuits" > > > > > > > ------------------------------- > To unsubscribe from the list, please send an email to > [email protected] with the word 'unsubscribe' without the > quotes in the subject and the body of the message > > __________ Information from ESET Smart Security, version of virus > signature database 5675 (20101205) __________ > > The message was checked by ESET Smart Security. > > http://www.eset.com > > > __________ Information from ESET Smart Security, version of virus signature database 5675 (20101205) __________ The message was checked by ESET Smart Security. http://www.eset.com