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Cadron Settlement Park – Conway, Arkansas

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I’m really behind in posting so I will be doing some catching up!

A couple of weeks ago, Knucklehead was invited to attend a Children of the American Revolution meeting since I am now a member of the Daughters of the American Revolution.  The meeting was at Cadron Settlement Park, and we had a very good time.

What a great learning experience.  If you would like to know all about the settlement, you can read about it here at the Arkansas Encyclopedia of History and Culture.

Block House at Cadron Settlement Conway AR

This is a blockhouse that is on the settlement.  It is a replica that was built around 1930 (I think), the original having been built in the mid to late 1800′s.  There were people here in period clothing and everything in the house is as it would have been for the time period when it was originally built.

Inside the Blockhouse at Cadron Settlement Conway AR

As you can see, Knucklehead (far left in the photo) has spotted a bat on the ceiling and now, nothing else matters in the world.

Period.

I now have 50 photos of the bat on my camera, because right as we were about to leave he asked to see the camera and when I got home, there they were.

I’m not sure if he was waiting for this bat to turn into Batman, or Dracula, but we couldn’t hang around for the results.

Bat at Cadron Settlement Conway AR

Thankfully, they moved us upstairs to the second level, and then he was totally freaked out by all the dirt dobber nests, even though there were only a few flying around.

Cadron Settlement Conway AR

Then all the children got a lesson on what “Sleep tight, don’t let the bed bugs bite” really means.  I for one, am really glad I don’t have to worry about making sure the ropes on my bed are tight each night before I go to bed. Thank you Lord for mattresses!

Sleep Tight at Cadron Settlement Conway AR

Then the question you always wait for a child to ask, was asked.

Where’s the bathroom?”

Bathroom at Cadron Settlement Conway AR

Wait, what?

“You mean I would have to go to the bathroom right there in a chair?”

“What happens to it after you are done?  Wait, what?  I have to dump it out somewhere?”

“Oh, Man, that’s gross!!!!!!”

Cadron Settlement Conway AR

They had a great time though, learning why there were no closets, and why the sheet or fabric was hung to divide off the room.  The ladies also cooked a meal and showed the kids how it was done way before ovens and all the modern conveniences like the microwave that Knucklehead loves so much!

Cooking at Cadron Settlement Conway AR

Might I say once again, thank you Lord, but this time for the oven and microwave I take for granted everyday!

Then we gathered the kids together for a group picture, and let’s just say, my oldest son who was just along for the ride, was not really impressed with having to stand in with the “kids” for this photo-op.  I mean, get real Mom, I am 19!!

Kids at Cadron Settlement Conway AR

He laughed and was a great sport about it anyway.  They also showed the kids how to make ink and use them in quills.  I didn’t get a photo of that, because we had to leave right before they did that.

I would like to point out that this is also along the “Trail of Tears” as the Cherokee were brought down the Arkansas River right through here.  The story and history of that is on the link above that I gave you.

Trail of Tears at Cadron Settlement Conway AR

All in all, this was a great outing for Knucklehead.  He loved the CAR, and they have invited him to another meeting, which will be aboard a submarine!  How cool is that!!

If you have children and live in the area, this is a must see!  Even for adults!!!

Susie

Wordless Wednesday – Around the Compound

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I’ll have to say a few words I can’t go wordless.

Ever.

I wanted to share some pictures of what’s been going on around here at my house.  I’ve said before we call it “The Compound” because my brother and his family lives across the street and my parents live next door to me.

Now that Mom can’t cook anymore, my brother and I usually take turns cooking meals, but we usually all gather at my house to eat.  This time Jonathan came with his family for a visit and it was sure good to see them.  They are doing so good and we are so proud of them.

Here is a four generation picture of my Dad, Jonathan my nephew, John my brother, and Skylar my great-nephew.

4 generations of HiggInbothams

What dinner time looks like around here these days:

dinner time 2

The men gather together and the girls get together.  We don’t do this on purpose it just seems to happen this way.

Since this past weekend was mother’s day, we went in with John and Addie and got my Mom a bird house.  She loves them.

Moms mothers day present

She was totally surprised.

Mom's surprised

Myself, with my Mom and my brother John on Mother’s Day.

Susie Mom and John Mothers Day 12 May 2013

Knucklehead had a kickball tournament on Saturday.  They didn’t win, but it was fun anyway.

the pink dominators Michael as catcher Michael kicking the ball

All the really fun things are over with and now there’s work ahead, because when its summer around here, it’s work, work, work.

Got the pool opened.  Still a little cool to get in, but it won’t be long.

Pool opened

My roses are growing and blooming.

my roses yellow rose of mt vernon

And so our my chickens.  Did I show you my new coop we spent several weekends working on?  It houses my new babies.

new coop feeding time chicks are getting big

John and Justin got the garden’s planted.  Notice the chickens?  Anywhere there is fresh turned up dirt, the chickens are right there looking for worms and bugs.

chicks digging for bugs John and Justin in garden JT taking a break freshly planted peas and potatoes

Now that the coop is done, we are working on adding an outdoor area for the chickens, once they get a little bit bigger, they will free range with the others.

bugs bugs bugs

I took this picture of Justin and he was like, “Momma, get that camera outta my face!”

Dang Mom move the camera outta my face

But then he was like, “Hold up, let me rock this out.”

Ok hold up let me pose

Michael played with the chickens while the work was going on.

michael with brownie Weirdest chickens ever

I love this picture of Brownie.

Brownie

And this sucker bit the dust, and will no longer be chasing my chickens.  He’s now a warning to his partners in crime.

cant eat my chickens

That pretty much wraps up a weekend around the compound, in a not so Wordless Wednesday, but I couldn’t help myself.

Susie

Happy Mother’s Day!

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I took this picture of my Momma last year, but I love it.

Mary Helen Parks Higginbotham

She is a wonderful, wonderful woman and words can’t even begin to express how much I love her.  I see her daily struggle with Alzheimer’s and it saddens me to no end.  If I could have one wish granted it would be to take this horrible disease away from my mother.  She has never expressed one worry about her herself throughout this whole ordeal.  She worries about being a burden and what she is doing to us.  I tell her and I mean it, she will never be a burden.  EVER.  We love her and we will see this through with her, together as a family.

These two boys, are the apple of my eye.  I love them to the moon and back and I am so thankful God chose me to be their mother.

Justin Cole and Michael Cunningham

Yesterday I called my Dad and asked him to think about a special memory of his mother and to ask my mother to do the same.  When I called back later in the day, they had some stories for me to share with you.

Dad told me that when he was about 5 or 6 years old, his momma played on the women’s Independence Basketball Team as a guard and they always played at the North Heights Gym in Texarkana. He loved to go and watch her play. This is one of his favorite memories of her. This is a picture of my Dad with his Mother, Edna Harris Higginbotham at an anniversary party for my Mom and Dad. It was their 25th anniversary. This year will be their 49th anniversary.

Rufus Higginbotham and Edna Harris Higginbotham

Here is a picture of Dad and Memaw from the way back files.

Edna Harris Higginbotham and Rufus Higginbotham

Mom told me that one day when she was a little girl she and her mother were walking down the street in downtown Texarkana and as they got closer and closer they could hear the radio playing over the loud-speaker at Hawkins Feed Store, and they heard the announcement that Pearl Harbor had been bombed. My grandmother grabbed my mother’s hand and they ran all the way home. Not long after that, my grandfather volunteered for the Army and ended up in Japan fighting. They lived with my great-grandfather Parks at the time in what my mother calls “The Big House”, on Walnut Street in downtown Texarkana. Granddad Parks took in women to live in the house whose men were away at ar, and my mother remembers all the good times she had with all the women in the house. After the war was over she and my grandmother went to Fort Chaffee to pick up my grandfather, and he was so skinny and worn down they walked right by him and didn’t even recognize him until he called out to them.

Here is a picture of my grandmother and grandfather Parks.

Bill and Mary Parks

This is the house they lived in during the war, and until my Granddad Parks died in 1966.  My mother always lived here until she went to college.  She had a room in the big house with her grandparents, and my grandparents lived in the little apartment house to the side of the big house.  This house is at 406 Walnut.  A group of lawyers have it now and they have restored it beautifully.  They gave my mom and I tour of it one time.

The Big House, 406 Walnut, Texarkana Arkansas

This is a picture of my mom and grandmother, probably at about the time of the war.

Mary and Mary Helen Parks

One of my favorite memories of my mother and I (I have many though) is the time she, Addie and I went to Bethany, Missouri and found out all about her maternal grandmother’s family that she had never met.  Her grandmother died giving birth to her father so she had never known her.  Her name was Helen Roleke Parks and her father was the mayor of Bethany for 32 years!  Addie took this picture of Mom and I standing by a street sign for a road they named for him.

My Mom and I in Bethany Missouri by a street named after my 2nd great grandfather

Well, that’s our walk down Mother Memory Lane, I hope you will take the time out today to think of your favorite memories and preserve them for future generations.  Had I not asked my father and mother for their memories to do this post, I would never have known my grandmother Higginbotham played basketball!

Susie

Around the Compound – Life happens, but so does death!

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I can’t believe it’s been so long since I did a post!  I’ll tell you, life has happened!  My son has been home visiting since January as he is getting ready to join the Army and will be leaving for boot camp soon and then who knows how long it will be until I see him.  So, therefore, I have been enjoying every possible minute.  We have been jumping through hoops getting him ready and paperwork filled out.  One of the things we had to do was get his braces off, and I am happy to report, no more brace face for Justin!  Isn’t he handsome?

Justin Cole, no more brace face

The Hubs is back working in the same state, so he is now home on weekends and that has been wonderful.  This past weekend, his parents came for a visit and brought his daughter and her little friend.

Here is The Hubs, and JT (Justin) working on cleaning out the coop.

The Hubs and JT

Here is my mother-in-law Glenn Reynolds, and my father-in-law Al Reynolds watching all the action around the coop.

Glenn Reynolds

Al Reynolds

Here’s my self portrait.  I love my boots, y’all!  I was taking a break.  I had raked up about six piles of feathers and rocks and other debris.

My Boots

Here is Tori, my step daughter on the right, with her friend Keena, on the left.  Sweet girls, they seem to really get along great.  We really enjoyed having them visit.

Tori and Keena

Knucklehead will be here all next week for his spring break and so we are looking forward to some good times.

I have some very exciting genealogy things coming up soon, and I can’t say anything at all about them before they happen, but please stay tuned.  April will prove to be very interesting for my family.  I don’t want to spoil anything but look for some updates on that coming up towards the end of April.

Around the compound, I’m sad to say that my chickens and guineas and turkey’s have been depleted down to 4 chickens, 2 guineas and my favorite of all Tom the Turkey.

What happened you say?  Well it starts like this….

One day, I spent the whole day gone with my parents and son, out running around doing errands.  I knew my chickens and other birds had been disappearing one by one and I could not for the life of me figure out how.  But, it seemed to be happening in the middle of the day.  So, I put my Dad’s game camera up by the coop and thank God I did.  When we came home that night, this is what I came home to.

Where's my ladies and what happened?

Tom is all walking around wondering what in the h. e. double hockey sticks has happened here?  So, I’m like freaking out and wondering what happened.  I grab the game camera and 147 pictures later, these few can tell the story.

Guineas at the Coop

Life is good, the guineas are checking out the camera wondering what is happening, the coop is covered because a snow storm is moving in the next day and everything is grand.

Chicken Dottie

Dottie is out checking for bugs around the camera, and you can see all my other little chickens milling around in the coop behind her.

What?  Where are you going Tom?

Something is up, because Tom is hauling it out of there.

Danger!!

Danger!  Danger!!  Is that a dog in the coop??

How long will it take to destroy this??

Sure is and he brought his brother, they are trying to figure out how long it will take them to get into the coop.

Whew, I need to rest.

Eating chickens and destroying a coop is hard work, so they needed a break.

This is hard work but we are almost done!

Let’s get this done, Bro!

Total Destruction

Maybe I will rest again!

I had to run to the store and buy all the supplies to fix the coop, and had to do it in the freezing cold and snow, and would never have gotten it done if Justin hadn’t been here to help.  It was redonk!  We had to repair wire and all.

Turns out, they were my neighbors dogs.  He couldn’t deny the damage they did, as I showed him all 147 pictures.  He kindly paid me for the materials I had to buy and since then he has given away both of the dogs.

That still doesn’t replace, Dottie, Goldie, Blackie, Rooster Cogburn, Black Mama, or Amanda .  RIP my little chickens.  The two guineas that went missing, well, they didn’t have names but I’m sure we will miss them when the ticks start coming out this year.

Anyway, I have just been enjoying my family for the past month or so, and it won’t be long until I am back in the swing of genealogy things, and making more posts, so please bear with me.

Later, y’all!

Walking Ancestral Land with Cousins

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Last weekend I had an amazing opportunity to walk on the property of my Higginbotham Ancestors.  The current owner, was kind enough to welcome us to his place and let us look around.

Sanford Higginbotham, my 3rd Great-Grandfather came to Arkansas in 1843 and settled in what was then Stover but is now Bucksnort in the Fordyce, Arkansas community.  He had 1,200 acres, a plantation, and ran a mercantile store all around what was then called the lower road.  This road ran all the way from Pine Bluff to Camden back then.  Today, this road is known as Dallas County 131.

This would have been a prime location for Sanford back then.  Many people traveled this road and it would have been good business for his store.

It also made him an easy target, as would be proven later, years after he passed away and the Union Soldiers burned his plantation down during the civil war, causing his widow and my 3rd Great Grandmother Jane Holley Higginbotham to flee into Texas.

But that’s a story for another time.  Today I want to share with you what I saw, and what I learned during this trip.

First, I was able to meet two wonderful cousins that I have been corresponding with for some time, Henry Broach and Lisa Higginbotham Guidroz.  Henry, a descendant of Sanford and Jane’s through their son John Jefferson Higginbotham.  Lisa, a descendant of Sanford and Jane’s through their son Joseph Green Higginbotham.  I am a descendant of Sanford and Jane’s through their son Rufus Francis Higginbotham, Sr.

We missed our Memphis Higginbotham cousins, Hugh, Joy and Marilee.  They couldn’t make the trip, but they are descendants of Sanford and Jane’s through their son James Oliver Higginbotham.

We also missed our Salt Lake Higginbotham cousins, Ray and Madeline Lynch.  Ray is a descendant of Sanford and Jane’s through their daughter Amanda Caroline Higginbotham Vinson.

Henry Broach, Lisa Higginbotham Guidroz, and Me

In this photo, we are standing on the 1,200 acres that Sanford once owned.   In front of us is the private cemetery where our relatives are buried.  Behind us, way back in the tree line was where Sanford and Jane’s house was prior to the Civil War.

Jenny, Lisa and Marci

This is Lisa with her two friends Jenny Cheramie, and Marci Brown who were kind enough to make the trip with Lisa from Louisiana.  They have been best friends for a very long time and I’m so happy they shared this experience with Lisa.

Justin Cole, Leslie Golden, Me, and Lisa Guidroz

This photo is of my son Justin Cole, my niece Leslie Golden, myself and Lisa Guidroz.  I was very happy to have my son and niece along with me to share the experience.  All the land you can see around us, once belonged to Sanford.

It was truly an amazing experience to walk on that land, knowing this is where it all began in Arkansas for us Higginbotham’s.  Then, to do it with cousins, was something I will always treasure.

The Cemetery

This is a partial view of the Higginbotham Cemetery on the property, you can see it is all grown up and most of the headstones are buried under leaves and such.  We stood there for quite a while and made plans to come back in the fall and do a cleanup.

Henry Broach

I love this picture of Henry.  He is such a sweet man and so knowledgable of the Higginbotham’s and the area.  He has researched the Higginbotham’s for a very long time and he and his wife have traveled to Georgia and Virginia collecting documents on our line of Higginbotham’s.

Henry was kind enough to take us on an ancestral tour of Fordyce.  The one major thing I learned from Henry that I had no idea about was the mercantile store that Sanford owned.  After Sanford died in 1851, Sanford’s son John Jefferson Higginbotham, took the store over, and administered the plantation until he died in 1860 from Typhoid Fever.  John Jefferson Higginbotham is buried there on Sanford’s old plantation.

Sanford’s Mercantile Store formerly located at the corner of what is now Hwy 8, and Dallas Co. 131.  There is nothing but trees standing there now where the store once stood.

Where Sanford’s Mercantile Store used to be

Now I have a big surprise for all you John J. and Sarah (Wyatt) Higginbotham researchers. John J. and Sarah lived in a house behind where the store used to be.

It is still standing.

Barely. But it’s there.

Old Home place of John Jefferson and Sarah Wyatt Higginbotham

Now, for you avid Wyatt researchers, the parents of Sarah Wyatt – John J. and Elizabeth Wyatt lived across the road from John J. and Sarah Higginbotham.  Their place is no longer there.

Hwy 8 and Dallas Co. 131

In this photo you can see where Henry is standing by the car, back behind him, is the old Wyatt place. The house that is there is actually on the next property, and the Wyatt house is gone. The place where the mercantile store was would have been directly in front of Henry, and then to his right, behind these trees is the old home place of John J. and Sarah Higginbotham.  I hope this gives you an idea of where they were located.

Next Henry took us over by the Barnes cemetery.  His mother was Erma Lee Barnes Broach, and this is all of her people.

Henry had a really interesting story about Seth Barnes, his great-grandfather, and the Union soldiers that burned Sanford’s plantation down.

But, again, that’s a story for another time, and one that Henry has already written up and as soon as I get a copy of it, I will post it here.

Barnes Cemetery

Henry shared this really great photo with me of his family.

Henry Broach family

In Henry’s words about the photo:

In the picture, the man on the left is, William Alexander “Alec” Broach, my Grandfather. His wife was Mary Frances Higginbotham c1857, daughter of John Jefferson Higginbotham c1825. Alec was born in Walton County GA in 1847 and the following year at age 1 1/2 he came to Arkansas along with two sisters, his Mother, Martha Green Broach c1817, and his father Jones A. Broach c1815. A very important link in the Broach/Higginbotham line is the marriage of Elizabeth Broach c1811, an older sister of the above, Jones, my GGrandfather. She was the wife of Joseph Higginbotham who accompanied his older brother Sanford from Chambers County, AL to Arkansas in what I feel was 1843. An interesting observation about this Elizabeth Broach, sister of the above Jones Broach, is that Jones and Martha along with Alec and the two sisters came to AR later in the early fall of 1848. The 51 day trek via oxen pulled wagon is a story you will love when I have the time to relate some of the details.

The woman sitting by Alec, is my Mother, Erma Lee Barnes Broach c1900. Next is yours truly, Henry Alexander Broach, Jr. c1934 and to my left is my Father, Henry Ashley Broach c1895. To his left is my maternal Grandmother, Lafonia Belle Stover Barnes c1873.

Henry also shared this picture of James Oliver Higginbotham and his wife Amanda Zinn Higginbotham.

Then we headed over to Bucksnort and heard more of Henry’s great stories.  Henry will be traveling for the summer but this fall when he gets back, I will get with him again and get more of his stories to share with you.

Thank you Henry, for the two wonderful pictures, and the tour of Fordyce. I’m looking forward to getting to know Henry better and hear all the stories that he has been working on for so long!

After this, I was able to visit with Lisa and her friends some more, just getting to know them. What a wonderful bunch of ladies. I’m so proud to have Lisa as a cousin, and to have this opportunity to get to know her. She brought me a wonderful gift basket, (which she didn’t have to do!) but I loved each item in there, and I will treasure them always!

It was a great trip, I look forward to more of them!

Susie

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