Digging Up Your Family

Wendell Reed Alcorn

I really should have done this post on September 20th. The 3rd Friday of September is always National POW/MIA Recognition Day. However, to be honest, it didn’t dawn on me to do a post about this until the other day. On my newsfeed I saw that my mother answered a question posed by a particular page asking “how many of you still have your POW/MIA bracelets?” To which I knew she had answered that she still had hers. I sent her a message asking if she ever looked the soldier up and she said that she did. Then I got the bright idea to do a post on him, especially when I found his story.

note: I am currently watching a documentary about the USS Enterprise on the Smithsonian channel called Carrier at War: The USS Enterprise.  It has been very informative.

 

My mother writes:

“In 1966 I had the opportunity to purchase a Vietnam POW or MIA bracelet. As I recall my POW bracelet was $2.00. Along with all POWs and MIAs, LCDR Wendell Alcorn, 12/22/1965, was the individual POW I prayed for and thought about every day. In 1973 the return of POWs was broadcast on TV, and I sat watching and listening for his name as each POW walked from planes back onto US soil. I knew he had to have returned, but somehow I missed hearing his name. Perhaps I merely missed hearing his name because I was sobbing with joy at their return.”

 

Photo courtesy of The Kittanning Paper, April 6, 2012.

 

Found at POW Network:

“When nuclear powered USS ENTERPRISE arrived on Yankee Station on December 2, 1965, she was the largest warship ever built. She brought with her not only an imposing physical presence, but also an impressive component of warplanes and the newest technology. Her air wing (CAG 9) consisted of
more than ninety aircraft. Among her attack squadrons were VA 36, VA 93, VA 76 and VA 94. She launched her opening combat strike against targets in North Vietnam on December 17, and by the end of her first week of combat operations, the ENTERPRISE had set a record of 165 combat sorties in a
single day, surpassing the KITTY HAWK's 131. By the end of her first combat cruise, her air wing had flown over 13,000 combat sorties. The record had not been achieved without cost.

On December 22, the ENTERPRISE teamed with the carriers KITTY HAWK and TICONDEROGA in one of the war's biggest strikes to date, with one hundred aircraft hitting the thermal power plant at Uong Bi located fifteen miles north-northeast of the city of Haiphong. This was the first industrial target authorized by the Johnson administration. The ENTERPRISE's aircraft approached from the north and the KITTY HAWK/TICONDEROGA force from the south, leaving the plant in shambles. The day's casualties were two A4Cs from the ENTERPRISE, an RA5C Vigilante, and an A6A Intruder -- six Americans shot down.

One of the A4s was flown by LTJG Wendell R. Alcorn, a pilot from Attack Squadron 36 onboard the ENTERPRISE. Alcorn's aircraft was shot down about 15 miles north-northeast of Haiphong and he was captured by the North Vietnamese. For the next 7 years, Alcorn was a "guest" in the Hanoi prison system. He was ultimately released in Operation Homecoming on Valentine's Day, 1973.”

 

Also on POW Network:

“SOURCE: WE CAME HOME copyright 1977 Captain and Mrs. Frederic A Wyatt (USNR Ret), Barbara Powers Wyatt, Editor P.O.W. Publications, 10250 Moorpark St.,

Toluca Lake, CA 91602 Text is reproduced as found in the original publication (including date and spelling errors).

UPDATE - 03/97 by the P.O.W. NETWORK, Skidmore, MO

WENDELL R. ALCORN

Lieutenant Commander - United States Navy

Shot Down: December 22, 1965

Released: February 12, 1973

On 23 November 1939 I entered this world in a rural community near Snyderville, Pennsylvania, located in the western part of the state. I grew up in this community along with my older brother and younger sister. I remember well the many evenings that I would lie in our back yard watching the crossing contrails of the fighter aircraft practicing their tactics overhead. My future was being determined.

I attended high school in the nearby town of Dayton, Pennsylvania, graduating in 1957. My next destination was the Pennsylvania State University where I majored in forestry and was a member of the Delta Theta Sigma fraternity. I graduated from Penn State in 1961.

My life long dream of flying was finally fulfilled in October 1961 when the U.S. Navy accepted me into the flight training program. On 16 March 1962 I proudly accepted my commission and began flight training. On 14 June 1963 I became a qualified Naval Aviator. After a short tour at the NAVAL Justice School I arrived at Cecil Field, Florida where I joined my squadron, Attack Squadron 36, flying the A4 Skyhawk. Shortly after returning from a Mediterranean Cruise aboard "Saratoga," my squadron joined Air Group 9 aboard the USS Enterprise for a West Pac cruise. My first combat tour was cut short when on 22 December 1965 after twenty days and twenty-nine combat missions, I was shot down and captured in North Vietnam.

I was sustained during those long years in prison by my faith in God, faith in my government, and faith in my fellow countrymen. I knew I had not been nor would ever be forgotten. Upon my repatriation, I was overjoyed to find that these faiths which gave me so much help and comfort were not merely figments of my imagination, but were very true and real.

I thank you great American people for your support, your prayers and for your faith in me. God bless you all.”

According to Military Times, Mr. Alcorn was presented the following awards:  two Silver Stars, four Legion of Merit, the Distinguished Flying Cross, and the Prisoner of War Medal.

An interesting side note:  I read a newspaper article about Mr. Alcorn written roughly 6 months after his return home that has his name as Ray Alcorn.  According to the article the name Ray is a nickname he got in the Navy when people guessed wrong what his middle initial stood for.  And it just stuck!

I would also like to take a second to mentions others from the USS Enterprise, as listed on the United States Navy website on their USS Enterprise Memorial Page:

Prisoners of War

LCDR Alfred Howard Agnew

LTJG Joseph Scott Mobley

LCDR Edwin Arthur Shuman III

LTJG Wendell Reed Alcorn

CDR James Alfred Mulligan

LTJG Bradley Edsel Smith

LTJG Frederick C. Baldock Jr.

CDR Gordon R. Nakagawa

LTJG Larry Howard Spencer

LTJG Glenn Henri Daigle

LCDR Robert J. Naughton

LCDR William Robert Stark

LCDR Dale W. Doss

LT Giles R. Norrington

LT Richard G. Tangeman

LT Kenneth H. Higdon

LTJG Richard R. Ratzlaff

ENS Gary Lynn Thorton

LCDR Eugene Baker McDaniel

LTJG William Leonard Shankel

LCDR Phillip Allen Kientzler

 

Missing In Action

LCDR Kurt W. Barich

LTJG Meredith Carol Loughran

LTJG Charles E. Woodward

CDR Billie Jack Cartwright

LT Edward Frances "Sully" Sullivan

 

Died In Captivity

LTJG James Scott Graham

LT James Kelly Patterson

 

Killed In Action

LTJG Paul M. Artlip

LT Michael F. Haifley

LT John Douglas Prudhomme

LTJG Paul Victor Carlson

CDR Harley Hubert Hall

CDR Edgar Arthur Rawsthorne

LT Nicholas M. Carpenter

LT Arthur Sinclair Hill, Jr.

CDR Richard Rich

LT Ramey L. Carpenter

LTJG William F. Kohlrusch

LTJG James Thomas Ruffin

LT Frank Ray Compton

CDR Glenn Edward Kollmann

LCDR Thomas Edwin Scheurich

LCDR Henry A. Coons

ADJ1 Melvin Thomas Krech

CDR Peter W. Sherman

LT Edward Frank Gold

LTJG Richard Clive Lannom

LT Thomas Stegman

Maj Russell C. Goodman

LCDR Max Duane Lukenbach

LCDR John Bethel Tapp

CDR William Ronald Grayson

LTJG Donald Clay Maclaughlin, Jr.

LCDR John Mark Tiderman

LT John Gary Griffith

LCDR Paul W. Paine

CDR Danforth E. White

 

Killed in the Flight Deck Fire of January 14, 1969

FA Paul Akers

ASH3 Roger L. Holbrook

ABE3 Jacob J. Quintis

AN David M. Asbury

AN Dale L. Hunt

BM2 James C. Snipes

LTJG Carl D. Berghult

AOAN Donald R. Lacy

AN Russell J. Tyler

LTJG James H. Berry

ADJ3 Armando Limon

AN LaVerne R. VonFeldt

AO3 Richard W. Bovaird

AME3 Dennis E. Marks

AN Robert C. Ward Jr.

AE Patrick L. Bullington

ABH1 James P. Martineau

AN John R. Webster

AMS3 James R. Floyd Jr.

AOAN Joseph C. Mason

AMS2 Henry S. Yates, Jr.

AN Ernest L. Foster

AMH2 Dennis R. Milburn

AMS3 Jerome D. Yoakum

AN Delbert D. Girty

AN Joseph W. Oates

AEC Ronald E. Hay

LTJG Buddy D. Pyeatt

 

Killed in the Line of Duty While Serving Aboard ENTERPRISE (CVN 65)

CDR Robert Anderson

MM3 Micah Hill

LT Jack L. Pedersen

LCDR Kurt W. Barich

LT Arthur S. Hill

AA Barry E. Peterman

LTJG Darwin F. Ball

LCDR Jeff Hillard

MM2 Gregory S. Peters

LT Ronald R. Bradley

MM2 Darek T. Hutt

RIO David Hewitt Philo

AN John R. Burch

William Larry Johnson

RMC Larry M. Pope

CWO4 Brashear

CDR James M. Joyce

LTJG Charles Roy

Samuel Walter Clayman

ENS Joseph B. Kelly, Jr.

AN David Frank Sahr

AMS3 Edwin H. Clements

Robert Kelly

EM3 Charles J. Sanders

Clarence Cottle

LSCM Richard J. Kessler, Jr.

MM2 Jason M. Sheets

EM2 David D. Decker

Charles Henry Kruse

LCDR Robert J. Simonic

LTJG Brendan J. Duffy

TN Benjamin R. Lauretta

OSC Patrick C. Smith

LT Joseph Durmon

LTJG Meredith Loughran

AW2 David Stetrom

ATC Richard H. Edwards

AW1 Josheph R. Lucas

LCDR Paul A. Stokes

LTJG Steven Engeman

FA Joseph L. Lyrian, Jr.

LT Edward Frances Sullivan

CDR Lauren R. Everett

LTJG Edward L. Maas, Jr.

LCDR Martin J. Sullivan

ETR2 George M. Fasching

PO2 Marble

LT Edward P. Szeyller

AO1 Vincent Filpi

ENS David E. Martin

CDR Albert J. Thompson

Jesse Benton Forney, Jr.

MACM Steven D. Martin

AW1 Steve Voight

LCDR William A. Hall

LTJG Thomas L. Masten

ADC John E. Webb

DC3 Robert A. Hastings

FN Gary W. Menard

LT Robert Wood

LT James G. Hicks

AMSAN Brian S. Mullen

LTJG Charles E. Woodward

EM3 Michael Bowden

Eric Sauerborn

MA2 Robert F. Miner III

LCDR Robert F. Hansen

ATN3 James H. Dorrell

What I Have Been Doing Lately

1.  I had purchased several hundred photos on eBay that all turned out to be a family collection.  After hunting around for a while I finally found the family to which they belong.  I scanned roughly 70 of the photographs and mailed those off to the family on Tuesday.  In the coming weeks I will scan the rest of them so I can get those mailed off, too.  I am extremely happy that I found the family, and I am extremely happy that they are getting their precious heirlooms back.  I had started a blog regarding the photos just in case I wasn’t able to find family.  I will be keeping it going so you can check it out here.

 

2.  My mom and I went up to Tennessee to visit with family again.  After picking up Great-Aunt Kat we drove up to Clarksville to visit Grandmother and Granddaddy’s graves.  Then we drove down to Hurricane Mills (our usual spot) and visited with Donny and Bobbie.  We didn’t stay long because Bobbie wasn’t feeling well (luckily she is feeling much better now).  While there we had decided that instead of buying Nan Nan’s fried pies from Cissie Lynn’s store, we would go to Nan Nan’s store and buy them directly from her.  After driving out of our way (you can tell from the start of this that it ended badly) we got to the location only to find out that the location was moved.  The sign (of which I wish I had taken a photo) gave the address of the new location and said to stop in and visit.  So we drove even further out of the way.  Come to find out the new location was the original location:  the owner’s home.  She (I assume Nan Nan, but it might just be named Nan Nan by using her grandmother’s recipe or something) was not pleased to see us.  She seemed to be miffed that we pulled into her driveway.  After telling us she didn’t really have many pies to sell I asked her if she took credit cards.  No, she said, she didn’t even take them at the other location.  By now I was angry.  Their website (which is just their Facebook page from what I can tell) didn’t have the new address listed which caused the looooong drive.  They also didn’t have payment options on the page, so I didn’t know I should have stopped for cash.  But in the end, you know what?  Her attitude ruined the entire thing anyway.  Had she been more pleasant I may have considered driving out to an ATM and getting cash just to buy a fried pie.  Will I ever purchase another Nan Nan’s Homemade Fried Pie again?  Nope.  (I just checked out the Facebook page, and they now have that they don’t accept credit cards and failed to use spell check…ok, that’s just me being bitter and mean)

 

3.  A couple of weeks ago my mom and I got to meet new cousins who live here in Georgia:  Valerie Craft and her mom Ruby!  Valerie has the genealogy blog Begin With Craft, which is chock-full of great information and research tips.  Due to the shared Craft surname we think that may be how we are related.  Through DNA Valerie’s father matches up to Great-Aunt Kat an estimated 4th cousin.  That means to find out how they are related we would need to go back to, at the very least, Prestly Ezekiel Craft’s father.  I think it has been figured out that his name was John Craft (don’t hold me to that because I am not positive).  Kat’s Craft family goes back:

Henry Corbit Craft (1895 TN-1971 TN)

John Craft (1859 TN-1936 TN)

Thomas Craft  (abt 1810 NC-aft 1880 TN)

Prestly Ezekiel Craft (abt 1786 NC-btwn 1850 and 1860 TN)

Several people have that Prestly married his wife Mary Thaxton in Surry County, North Carolina.  I guess I will have to look into that more.

 

4.  My mom and I are getting ready for the Bondurant Family Association Annual Meeting next week.  I’m pretty excited about it!

 

5.  I recently applied to go back to school.  I have thought about it for a while, and now with the imminent closing of the Georgia Archives to the public I decided to just do it!  I applied to American Public University online school for history.  Who knows, maybe I will eventually become an archivist!

 

6.  In my genealogy research I am currently working on (ready for this?  It’s like it is never-ending!):

-Who are Peter McQueen’s parents?  It really is driving me crazy not knowing.  The earliest I can find him is on an 1818 bill of sale for a slave named Daniel.  Peter doesn’t appear on any census record (by name at least) until 1840, though. 

-What happened to Spencer DeMumbrie?  When and where did he die?  Where is he buried?  Why is he being difficult?

-Why am I unable to locate James Franklin Stalls’s grave in Oak Grove Cemetery in Paducah, McCracken County, Kentucky?  His obituary says he is there, but there is no record of him as being buried there. 

-Is the research I did on Brett’s Murphy family correct?  It seems perfectly logical to me, but I was presented with something extremely different that is completely illogical to me.

-The Craft line (as mentioned above).

-The search for Eppy Willhite Craft’s death record.  I will have to write a whole post for this fun headache.  Let’s just say that no one is actually sure of her first name anymore, and her death cannot be found (and she had to have died unless she’s still alive at the ripe old age of about 150 years-old…which you never know, I guess).

-William Glenn Cathey:  where are you buried exactly?

-Amanda Summers: when, where and how did you die and where are you buried?  Oh, and who exactly is Lizzie’s father?  Or do you not even know?

-And let’s just say many other research subjects, such as who are the parents of John B Smith?  Where exactly was Elizabeth Brownlee from?  Where is the Stalls family from?  And many, many more questions. 

 

I’m going to go watch movies now!

Wordless Wednesday: Happy Birthday, Mommy!

So, this will not be wordless at all! 

Happy 16th Birthday to my mom Virginia Marie Stalls!  She was born on February 29, 1948 in Memphis, Shelby County Tennessee.  And being the first Leap Year baby born that year, she got her photo in the paper!

WOW! – The first Leap Year baby born in Memphis is shown above with her mother, Mrs. James Stalls of West Memphis.  And you can see the new baby girl doesn’t like it much.  She gave a lusty howl when the photographer asked her to pose at St. Joseph’s Hospital.  Mr. and Mrs. Stalls haven’t yet chosen a name for their Leap Year champion, born at 12:01 a.m. yesterday.  Eighteen new members have joined the Leap Year Club in Memphis.  Nine boys and nine girls were born at Baptist, Methodist St. Joseph’s and John Gaston Hospitals yesterday.

Also, according to my grandmother, my mom wasn’t howling, she was yawning!

Mom’s Scrapbook: Pages 5-13

There are several blank pages throughout my mom’s scrapbook.  I’m not taking pictures of those and posting them.  That would probably be pretty boring.  I’m also not sure why the pictures didn’t come out as well this time as last time.  They are kind of blurry and for that I apologize.

Page 4 is blank

 

Page 5-Why is this brochure for Greenville, Tennessee upside-down?  I don’t know!  I think that it may have just somehow ended up that way.  I don’t see my mom deliberately taping it in the scrapbook like that.

Page 6 is blank.

 

Page 7-Two brochures for Unto These Hills.  On the page my mom wrote:

“The most colorful & beautiful play ever seen about Indians.”

 

Page 8-An ad that was cutout and taped in for the movie The Hanging Tree starring Gary Cooper, Maria Schell and Karl Malden.  I would say, “but Mom…why did you cut this out and tape it in your scrapbook?”, but I already know the answer:  because Edward “Kookie” Byrnes was in that movie and she looooooooooves him.

 

Page 9-A brochure for Homespun Valley Authentic Mountaineer Village (the “One Thing In Gatlinburg You MUST NOT MISS!”) and a postcard of the Hemlock Motel in Gatlinburg.  On the back of the postcard the Hemlock Motel boasts “Individual stone cottages.  Tiled combination or shower bath.  Air-Conditioning.  Free Television, Playground.  Restaurants near by.  Open Feb. 15 to Nov. 15.  Phone 196”.  Free Playground!?!?  Let’s go!  On the page my mother wrote:

“Homespun Valley is located in the center of Gatlinberg, Tennessee”.  Even though Gatlinburg is on both the postcard and brochure she still managed to misspell it.

Page 10 is blank.

 

Page 11-Brochure for Oconaluftee Indian Village in Cherokee, North Carolina.  On the page my mom wrote:

“Oconaluftee is an Indian Village in Cherokee, North Carolina.  This Village is also very colorful.”  She must have been on a “colorful” kick.

Page 12 is blank.

 

Page 13-Two postcards that I can only assume she got in Cherokee, North Carolina.  I can’t look on the back of the cards because she taped AND stapled them to the page.

Mom’s Scrapbook:Unto These Hills-Vintage Booklet

(disclaimer:  I was in no way compensated for this post.  I did this on my own, only gaining permission to use the images.)

This booklet was stuck in my mom’s scrapbook.  I have been waiting to get permission from the Cherokee Historical Association before posting it (in other words, I didn’t steal, so you shouldn’t either).  I’m not sure exactly what year this is from, but I’m thinking about 1959.  It’s a little piece of history about a pretty large piece of history.

Unto These Hills is an outdoor dramatic reenactment that tells the history and legends of the Cherokee people and the events of the Trail of Tears.  The play takes place in Cherokee, North Carolina.  The season is over for this year, but for more information, including dates, prices and other current information visit Unto These Hills at Cherokee, North Carolina.  You can also contact the Cherokee Historical Association by calling 866-554-4557, emailing them at [email protected] or snail mail them at PO Box 460, Cherokee, North Carolina, 28719.

(note:  I have added an index at the end with the key people involved in the making of the retelling back then.  some of the names listed may be the same (such as Bob and Robert), but they are listed separately with the corresponding page numbers.)

Enjoy!

Front Cover

 

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Inside Back Cover

 

Back Cover

Index

Archer, John M 17

Arneach, Molly 16

Arneach, Lloyd 6, 7

Bartee, Charles 7

Beck, Samuel E 17

Bennett, Kelly E 16, 17

Blankenship, Randolph 7

Blankenship, Roy 17

Blythe, Jarrett 17

Bookout, Cloyd 7

Bowman, Mack 39

Buchanan, Bob 7

Buchanan, Harry E 1, 14, 17, 19

Buchanan, JR 17

Buchanan, Robert 7

Burian, Grayce 6, 11

Burian, Jarka M 6, 8

Catolster, Gary 7

Catolster, Jo Ann 6, 11

Catolster, Phyllis 7

Chovitz, Meyer 6, 7, 10

Coble, Keith 6, 7

Crossett, William 6, 7, 10

Crowe, Berdina 7

Crowe, Charles 7

Crowe, Richard 6, 7, 9

Cucumber, Luzene 7

David, Harry 3, 37

Davis, Suzanne 5

Dayton, RG 17

Deagon, Donald D 6, 10

Dixon, Barbara 6, 7

Dixon, Bill 7

Dixon, William 6, 7

Douglas, Chas E 17

Eichers, Bruce R 5

Eisenhauer, Leigh 6, 7, 11

Farrar, Anna 6. 7

Farrar, Katie 7

Ferebee, Percy B 14, 17, 18

Fetch, OA 17

Fitz-Simons, Foster 4, 6, 9

Fitz-Simons, Gordon 7

Fitz-Simons, Marion 6, 9

Fitz-Simons, Sean 6, 7

Fuller, Carol 7

Fuller, Jessie 7

Gault, Lynn 13

Gloyne, Lula Owl 13

Gupton, Larry 6, 7

Hagan, John 6, 7

Hagan, Peggy 7

Harlan, Dorothy 7

Harlan, Earl 6, 8

Heazel, Francis J 17

Hill, Frances 7

Hill, George 7

Hipps, Joe 5

Hodges, Luther H (The Honorable) 16

Holliday, Polly 7

Holloway, Tom 6, 7

Huger, Beakman 17

Hunter, Kermit 2, 24

Jackson, Walter 17, 39

Jackson, Walter Jr 6, 7

Jackson, WS Jr 12

Jennings, Joe 31

Johnson, Calvin 6, 7, 12

Junaluska, Arch 6, 7

Ketler, Bob 6, 7

Ketler, Robert 12

Kilpatrick, Jack Frederick 4

Larch, John 13

Ledford, Lula 7

Ledford, Roselene 7

Ledford, Velma Jean 7

Lindberg, Suzanne 6, 7

Lott, Bob 7

MacFarland, Mary 7

MacFarland, Robert 7

Mardis, Robert F 13

Martin, James 6

Martin, Leroy 17

McElveen, Hayward 7

McElveen, William H 6

McFarland, Bob 7

McFarland, Lyndall 6

McFarland, Mary 6, 7

McKee, William D 17

Myers, Carolyn 6, 7

Nappier, Pat 7

Neely, Newton 6, 7

Nunnery, Louis 10

Nunnery, Louis 6, 7

Owl, Ralph 17

Owle, Irvin 7

Owle, MacArthur 7

Owle, Sam 6, 7, 10

Parris, John 15, 33

Patton, Sadie S 17

Potts, Bob 6, 7

Quick, James 6, 7

Quick, Jimmy 7

Quinn, Carolyn 7

Randolph, Larry 7

Ray, Charles E 17

Reynolds, Les 6, 7, 9

Ross, Frances 7

Ross, Jessie 7

Saunook, Harley 6, 12

Saunooke, Cain 7

Saunooke, Margaret 7

Saunooke, Pearl 7

Saunooke, Solomon 7

Scott, James 6, 7

Selden, Samuel 17

Sequoyah, Amoneta 7

Smith, Delbert 7

Smith, Nancy 6, 7

Smith, Osceola 6, 7

Sneden, John 6, 7, 10

Sneed, George 6, 7

Sneed, Richard 7

Sneed, Thomas 6

Sneed, Tom 7

Spears, Sherrill 7

Standingdeer, Kenneth 6

Street, James 35

Taylor, Collins 6, 7

Taylor, Goliath 7

Taylor, Jonah 7

Taylor, Sam 6, 7

Teeshatuskie, Richard 7

Thompson, Arsene 6, 8

Thompson, Catherine 7

Thompson, Jeff 6, 7, 8

Thompson, Nannie 7

Thompson, Robert 6, 11

Tramper, Cindy 7

Tramper, John 7

Tramper, Mary 7

Treat, Donald 4, 6

Trotman, William 8

Trotman, William C 6, 7

Tyndall, JB 6, 7

Underwood, Tom 39

Upchurch, Jo 6, 7

Van Horne, D 7

Van Horne, David 6, 7

Wahnetah, Billy 7

Watson, William 6, 12

White, Carol 15

Williams, Bob 7

Williams, Robert 6

Winfield, Anne 7

Wingfield, Anne 6, 7

Woodard, Roger 7

Wynn, Earl 6, 8

Yarborough, Phyllis 6, 7

Youngbird, Rebeccah 7

Mom’s Scrapbook: First Three Pages

My mother started saving this scrapbook in 1959.  She thinks now that she should have called it her travel book because she saved a lot mementos from places she had been.

The first three pages:

The picture is of my mother, Virginia Marie Stalls, riding the lift to the top of Crockett Mountain.  Why she never became a travel writer is beyond me when you read her most glowing and excellent review below.  (just kidding!)

This picture and the pamphlets on the opposite page consist of Davy Crockett and his days.  This picture was taken of me on Crockett Mountain in Gatlinburg, Tennessee at the top of the mountain.  From the top of this tall mountain you could see the Gatlinburg A., Nestle-In Motel, S&M Restaurant, and Smoky Laundry.  Davy Crockett was born August 17, 1786.  Davy is now, in 1959, 173 years old.  He was born near Cove Creek, Tennessee and at the confluence of Limestone Creek and the Nolachuckey River.  Soon Davy’s family moved to Cove Creek.  In 1834 Davy’s gun “Betsy” was presented to him by the “Wings of Philadelphia”.  You can visit Crockett Mountain in Gatlinburg or his home in Morristown, Tennessee.

Andrew Johnson National Monument government pamphlet.  Below you can see why she should have become a political writer.  (again, just kidding!)

Andrew Johnson was the 17th president of the United States.  He became president after Lincoln was shot.  Andrew was born in Raleigh, N.C. 1808.  And was a Rep.

Brochure to visit boyhood home of “Our Frontier Hero Davy Crockett” and a Davy Crockett brochure with a map.