TAYLOR
FAMILY FIELD TRIP
December
27, 2002
Written by Virginia Hale
Photos by Charles Taylor
It was 4:00 a.m., just two days past Christmas. It was exciting to wake up knowing this day would be one of the most special times of my life. A family field trip had been planned. An ambitious day had been thought out to visit family lands, homes, and cemeteries in Palo Pinto County and Hood County, with breakfast and lunch. An open invitation was given. No one knew for sure who would come. Descendants of Francis Marion Taylor, 1842-1921, were invited.
Sarah Frances West 1842 – 1930
It
was 25 degrees outside with ice on the car windows. This might not be a great day to be outside. We were to meet for
breakfast at 8:00 a.m. at a restaurant in Cool, Texas – between Mineral Wells
and Weatherford. We discovered we had
an immediate problem – the restaurant did not open before lunch! A note was hastily written and safety-pinned
on a rope gate stating the breakfast was moved to the Jones Drive-In in Mineral
Wells.
Within
15 minutes of each other, the relatives arrived: Judy Williams Layden of Dallas
and her daughter Jan Layden Hernandez of Lewisville; Charles Taylor of Flower
Mound; Richard Taylor of Mineral Wells; Travis Harvey, step-son of Shanna
Taylor Harvey, of Weatherford; Hester Taylor West and her husband Art of Fort
Worth; Ella Farris Cornelison Parks Strickland and her husband J.B. of Lipan;
Melinda Taylor Kent of Houston; and Ginger Hale and her son Joseph Hale of Lake
Jackson. Others had planned to come,
but last minute circumstances and illness prevented their attendance.
Note:
Ella Farris’ grandmother was Ella Doyle Gilbert, sister of Jessie Lee Doyle
Taylor.
After
a hearty, delicious breakfast we headed off in our caravan to the far
southeastern corner of Palo Pinto County to A.B. Gilbert’s 2,500-acre U2
Ranch. A.B. Gilbert is still the
vice-president of the bank in Santo, at a mere 89 years young.
Note:
The first 600 acres, along with a two-story house, of the U2 Ranch were
purchased by A.B. Gilbert’s father, A.B. Gilbert Sr., from a “Mr. Beddoe.” Other properties were later purchased that
comprise the existing ranch. “Mr.
Beddoe” may have been the father-in-law of Vicy Taylor Beddoe, daughter of
Francis Marion Taylor.
We
were looking for the burial site of George William Taylor, oldest brother of
Francis Marion Taylor, who was buried on the U2 Ranch before its
formation. George William Taylor was
born June 25, 1829 in Rockcastle County, Kentucky and died February 14, 1901.
Back Row: Judy Williams Layden, Joseph Hale, Travis
Harvey, Ginger Hale, Jan Layden Hernandez
No
one wanted to get their cars dirty or stuck in mud after the week’s rain, so we
all jumped into the back of Charles’ shiny new truck. Well, the U2 Ranch beautifully rolls up and down, and we had to
hold on to each other to keep from bouncing about or out.
The
sun had come out and perfectly warmed up this crisp winter day. The air was so clean and pure. The wind gently blew.
We
were told to turn right after a certain landmark. This allowed us to see a good portion of the south side of the
ranch, without finding the grave. We
were having such a good time giggling and bouncing and hanging on while
enjoying the glorious land, air, and sun.
Then
we got serious about finding the grave.
We should have turned right BEFORE the landmark. About a mile west of there we found the site
of two graves just below a rise.
Also
buried at this site four years previous was Helen Gilbert, A.B. Gilbert’s wife.
In
the late 1800’s a building named Mt. Pleasant Church was located at the
rise. It is not known what denomination
the church was. A.B. Gilbert remembers
seeing the church. It was removed from
the property about 75 years ago.
A.B.
Gilbert believes George William Taylor was buried by the church because it
intended to have a graveyard, but did not.
Only a sandrock with George William Taylor’s name was on it until Auburn
Taylor erected a headstone for him.
According
to A.B. Gilbert, there used to be a road from the old Natty Flat Road, now Live
Oak Road, when people traveled by buggy and hack, that went along the ranch
entrance to the Mt. Pleasant Church and exited on the old Clyde Putt
place. There was no community at this
place, only a church.
Note:
The Putt’s were from Rockcastle County, Kentucky. Francis Asbury Taylor’s wife was Sarah Putt Taylor.
Graves of Isaac Marion Taylor, Emma Geupel Taylor, and
Acel Fred Taylor
Next
we traveled to nearby Landreth Cemetery, just west of the ranch. We were all moved that about half of the
people buried in this small country cemetery were our relatives and allied
families: Taylor, Geupel, Odom, Putt, Clark, Riggs, Beddoe, Light, McCarty,
Miller, Wheeler, and Kahlbau. Isaac
Marion Taylor (Ike) and his wife, Emma Geupel Taylor, and their descendants
were buried here.
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Landreth Cemetery |
Note:
Velma Cook Kahlbau’s mother was Myra Hale Cook, sister of my great-grandfather,
Madison Right Hale.
We
decided to travel next to Baptist Cemetery near Lipan in Hood County. We drove through Natty Flat, on Live Oak
Road, tooting our horns at all our relatives’ homes: Odom, Erwin, Doyle’s,
Dunaway, O’Bannon, and Addison. There
were some new homes, and many of the old homes remain. I especially like the old rock homes that
seem timeless.
Seated: Georgia Winslett Taylor
Standing: Bobbie, Bud, Hester, Betty & Dixie
Taylor
About
one mile east of Lipan we turned right.
At that corner was where Joseph Isaac Taylor (Joe) and Georgia Winslett
Taylor (Georgie) lived and raised their five children. The original house was torn down and
replaced with a very modern house in the late 1950’s built by their children
for their parents. The house built in
the 1950’s is still standing, but is no longer in the Taylor family.
We
continued down the road several miles, crossing several cattle guards and
crossing some beautiful ranches. At the
end of the road was the beautiful and old Baptist Cemetery. John Henry Huffstuttler, 1830-1928, donated
the land for the cemetery. At one time
there was a Baptist Church and school located there.
The
sun was now warming enough for us to take our coats off. We found the graves of Martha Taylor, Norma
Jean Taylor Leatherwood, daughters of Herbert DeSoto Taylor and Margaret
Winslett Taylor, and Norma Jean’s son, Howard Leatherwood.
Hester Taylor West, daughter of Joe and Georgie Taylor, explained to us that her great-grandparents, John Henry Huffstutler and Margaret Yeats Huffstutler, at one time owned all the land in that area to Lipan Highway and west to Bluff Dale in Erath County. A portion of land was given to each of their nine children, including her grandmother, Francis Huffstutler Winslett, mother of Georgie Winslett Taylor. Hester said as children they played all through this land down to Crockery Creek.
We
still had a lot more to accomplish, so we went back to Lipan Highway, turned
east, further into Hood County, for about one-half mile, and turned north for
about two miles to Evergreen Cemetery, the largest cemetery in the area. We were met by Earline Stowe Gilliam, a family
friend from Lipan, and local historian, who joined the caravan.
Evergreen Cemetery
Evergreen
Cemetery keeps at rest many of our family members who were buried in both the
new and old sections. On the Taylor
side: Joe and Georgie Taylor; Carla Ann Helton, daughter of Dixie Taylor
Shuffield; Jimmie Joe Miller, husband of Betty Jo Taylor Miller.
On
the Doyle side: Vesta Gilbert Cornelison and Vernon Cornelison, parents of Ella
Farris Strickland; Dunaway’s; O’Bannon’s.
On
the Hale side: Thomas Right Hale, my father; Thomas C. Hale, his father and
husband of Virgie Taylor; Raymond Guy Hale, brother of Thomas C. Hale and
husband of Ora Belle Taylor, and step-father of Judy Williams Layden; Madison
Right Hale, patriarch; America Iles Hale, matriarch; plus more of their
children and families – Campbell, Roach, Milhollin, Gafford, McCuan, Addison,
Guinn, Sublett.
On
the Iles side: Luttrell, Cook, Compton, Davis, Brewin.
Plus
more allied families: Odom, Winslett, Clary.
Hester
and Art, and I, showed the others where we would one day be buried.
I
found my son sitting on the concrete bench under the mimosa tree my
grandmother, Virgie Taylor Hale Bishop, planted from seeds in 1961 at my
father’s grave. He was quite moved by
the experience and watched the light wind continue to tatter the little U.S.
flag at the headstone. I explained to
my son that it had always been my desire to be buried next to my father. He said he now understood.
All
of us were ready to take a break and eat lunch. Our cousin, Martha Parks Jackson of Lipan, Ella Strickland’s
daughter, had invited all of us to have lunch at her home. Martha and her family now live in the
restored home of her grandmother, Vesta Gilbert Cornelison.
Martha
and I bought and prepared food and drinks.
Martha’s beautiful 13-year old daughter, Callie Jackson, helped us. We all sat at the large, beautiful dining
table and enjoyed each other’s company.
It seemed as though Vesta was smiling at us from her picture on the
wall.
After
about an hour’s visit and rest, it was time to find Double Mountain – where the
Francis Marion Taylor family moved to from Kentucky in 1882. It was good that Earline Gilliam was with us
or we may not have found the location.
Traveling west on Lipan Highway, about five miles from Lipan and crossing back into Palo Pinto County, we turned left (south) on an unmarked road known locally as Russell Road. The long road went south and then turned due east. We were parallel with the Palo Pinto County and Erath County line. I kept looking for the Double Mountain, but did not see it. Suddenly the lead car stopped, and it was announced that we were at Double Mountain. What? Where was the Double Mountain? Actually, Double Mountain was once a community with a school and a church in the late 1800’s. The community was an area of farmlands between two lone mountains. There are no signs of the previous time in this sparse, remote area. We do know the Taylor and Odom families lived here.
Russell
Road tees into Highway 281. We turned north,
traveled several miles, and then turned west on the old Bosley Cemetery
Road. The road was longer than I
remembered. We finally came upon the
homestead of Richard Solomon Taylor and Jessie Lee Doyle, set a good distance
from the road.
Looking for relics at the homestead of Richard Solomon
Taylor & Jessie Lee Doyle
The
homestead was actually a ranch consisting of two sections, 1,280 acres. Dick and Jessie Taylor raised their nine
children here: Hub, Joe, Virgie, Ora Belle, Una, Lucille, Darwin, Bob, and
Pete. Today only the fireplace remains
on the ranch. The land is ideal for
ranching. Beautiful mountains line the
horizon.
Dick
Taylor ranched and owned a saloon in Santo that opened in 1914. Later, following Jessie’s death in 1920,
Dick traded the ranch for his Taylor Hotel in Mineral Wells and a place located
on the Brazos River. Obviously Dick
Taylor was very different from his father, a preacher, and other family members
who were very religious. However, one
relative commented to me in private, “I bet Dick had more fun than they did.”
About
eight miles down the road is Bosley Cemetery where Dick and Jessie Taylor and
their descendants were buried. The
Doyle family and other relatives were buried there also.
There
was once a one-room schoolhouse located west of the cemetery fence known as
Bosley School. I remember seeing it and
going in it before it was demolished in the early 1960’s. Seeing some of the original school desks
before the demolition, Bob Taylor took one of the desks. He was delighted later when he found his
initials he carved in it when he was a young boy.
Grave of Nancy Paige Taylor who died in a drowning accident in the Brazos River
Bosley Cemetery
The
daylight was dimming, so we gathered for a final group picture knowing we had
indeed spent a special day together. We
did not have time to go to Santo. Each
of us agreed that we wanted to have another family field trip – perhaps in two
years. We would certainly encourage
other family members to attend.
Family
remembrances and stories had filled us.
We each had something to share with the others to delight in.
What
did we learn? We learned families are
inter-connected to other families. We
gained a greater perspective of those that went before us. We gave our respect and showed the younger
ones where their ancestors were laid to rest.
Our love for each other deepened.
We knew absolutely we were family.
© 2003 – Virginia Hale