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The morning sunrise at 7 a.m., local time, over the hills behind our motel in Tennessee.
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Kathleen & Don, bright and ready to start the day, at breakfast.
First stop in Savannah, Tennessee is the Hardin County courthouse, at the Property Valuation office. I cannot pay enough compliments to these fine people! They left no stone unturned in trying to locate my Grandmother Hetty's home before she died - in 1967! Perhaps she was living with one of her sisters or brothers; nothing was found under her name. But we were given maps and wonderful directions to the cemeteries with our folks' graves.
Hardin County Courthouse, 3/26/14.
Are you a History Buff? Do you wonder for whom your county of residence was named? I love historical markers!
Next door to the Courthouse is the Tennessee River Museum. The displays are very well done and offers the history of the area for the LAST 70 MILLION YEARS! When I finished the walking tour, I told the clerk at the counter: "You have a treasure here!" She was pleased and replied, "We have had quite a few comments like that." I bought a "Southern Dessert Cookbook" and "History of Hardin County" book. Since the river was only two blocks away, it was the next stop.
The Tennessee River at Savannah with tall bridge.
Towns display what is important to them at the entrance. There are jets, tanks, horse statues (Lexington, Kentucky) and here in Savannah are two Civil War cannons with a neat stack of cannonballs and a sign "General Grant's Headquarters," during the Civil War.
Next Goal: The Russell's Chapel Cemetery out Clifton Road. On the way, photos are snapped at two places overlooking the beautiful Tennessee River.
One of the many landings on the Tennessee River, 3/26/14.
Russels Chapel Church, where the Russell's Chapel Cemetery is on the grounds.
I was so thrilled to find this, if I had been a little girl, you would have seen me jumping up and down! The cemetery is small and it didn't take long to find the monuments of our Aunt Mildred and Uncle Jess. Aunt Mildred raised our father, Reuben, from the time he was two years old, Dad said, along with his father, Reuben, nicknamed "Papa" or "Bud." We hadn't seen Aunt Mildred since approximately 1956 or so, although she and I corresponded until her death.
Marker of our beloved Aunt Mildred and Uncle Jess' graves.
A Tragedy Discovered!
From our dad, we knew that Mildred and Jess had one son, Hollis. He was a career Air Force man and they were so proud of him! What I found to the left of their graves made me sad: they had three other children who died young: 1) Ida Marie, 1915 - 1917, 2 years old!, 2) Mary Grace, 1917 - 1922, only 5 years old! Next, a son, Hollis was born in 1920, a son, Wallace was born in 1922, and 3) Sammie, a son, lived 1926 - 1928, another 2 year old at death! An additional tragedy was the realization that Mildred was pregnant with Mary Grace when Ida Marie died! Poor Mildred and Jess! Mildred couldn't have been taller than 4'10". Wallace's grave was to the right of Mildred and Jess; Wallace was also in the military during World War II.
The three children's graves with little lambs on the top! All three bear the words, "Darling, we miss thee!"
Going south on Clifton Road again, I spot a new sign for the New Harmony Baptist Church Cemetery. Perhaps this visit will reveal Granddaddy's grave! Along the way is the remnant of the town where my daddy was born, Cerro Gordo. It was destroyed by a tornado many years ago, except for this school, in a valley.
This marker bore our family name, which is not common, with the name Willie Bell ---, wife, 1880 - 1906. Another mystery I'll have to research! Is she part of our family?
Grandmother's Grave, At Last!
Grandmother Hetty is buried in the Memorial Gardens Cemetery which was larger than the others. Fortunately, the kind folks told us the section where she lies, in the Christ's Garden section.
May you rest in peace, dear Grandmother!
Jesus Christ Statue in the Memorial Garden.
This was a 100% gratifying trip! We found most of what we sought, found out many mysteries to explore, but came to appreciate the 'flavor' of where our folks lived. I am so proud of Hardin County, Tennessee! The people are among the best I've ever met! The area is spacious and scenic!
Tomorrow, it's back to Lexington, Kentucky, for me and to Port St. Lucie, Florida for Kathleen and Don, Home, Sweet, Home!