Thursday, November 1, 2012

More Baucom Photos -

Front: Charles Baucom, Ruby Baucom Rosato, Uncle Jesse Baucom, Background: Keith, Mickey Jr., David, Uncle Pat, Bear Baucom

Not sure

Not sure

Pasco Rosato and Earl Barlow

Sister & Earl Barlow

Bennie Eliza Hall Baucom and unknown. (Sister?)

Estelle "Doc" Baucom with daughters Beatrice (l) and Ruby (R)
Ruby Baucom Rosato
The photos were given to me by Christina R. I can never say thank you enough.
Not sure who these are! Sorry

Jim Baucom sent some new Baucom photos I had not seen

Cousin Jim Baucom, genealogist extraordianare, sent some new Baucom photos I had not seen and I posted them on Facebook, but thought I'd post them here as well. They were taken at the funeral of Lois Baucom Hendrix.


The above picture reminded me of the below picture. Comer in the middle again.


And here are the other pictures that Jim sent.



Sunday, July 29, 2012

"Comer loved to stop at roadside picnic tables" Baucom Stories continued

So, as I mentioned below, James Baucom sent this photo via email and titled it "Baucom's at School." I think that was written on the photo.

Here is the photo and the note Jim sent:
"Hey Cousins, Here is a pic that I did not know that I had until today. You all may already seen or have it. It was pasted in an old torn apart album. Written underneath was Baucoms at school. I scanned it with a lot of resolution and it enlarges nicely. The film was processed 10-15 1931 at Lollars. The names are written on the back with numbers that were written on    the print. Most of the numbers are visible when the pic is blown up. I have added each one's age below for clarification.                                                            Starting with the big guy who is not identified, [hat with ears] and going clockwise is Katherine, age 14 in the checkered whatever.  Next to her is a girl identified as Jesse's sweetheart. Peeking out from behind her [Jesse's sweetheart] is 6 years old Ruby Lee Baucom. Smack dab in the middle is 8 years old Charles with a bunch of missing teeth, then behind Ruby is a friend of Bea's, at the top the elder statesman of the group is 18 year old Jesse, next, 16 year old Bea is behind Charles. The person between Bea and the  big guy is listed as Catherine's sweetheart who at first I thought was a girl but later appeared to be a curly headed boy. Missing is 10 years old Margie who I believe was made to stay home and help her mother. Neither James nor Comer were allowed to go to school beyond 12 or so as Doc required them to work to help support the family. [Emphasis mine.]"

And I thought about that last line, Neither James nor Comer were allowed to go to school beyond 12 or so as Doc required them to work to help support the family. 


After all these years of knowing that fact, for some reason it hit me in a new way. "Neither James nor Comer were allowed to go to school beyond 12 or so as Doc required them to work to help support the family." 


That's something I've known as long as I've known almost anything. My grandfather, Comer Baucom,  was forced to quite school in the 4th grade to help support his family. He was born in 1908. He was 10 years old when he was in the 4th grade. It was 1918. And it wasn't until 1938 that minimum ages of employment and hours of work for children are regulated by federal law. In 1925, Comer's younger brother Ben Lee Baucom was killed in downtown Birmingham while delivering telegrams for Western Union. He was 15 years old and holding on the back of a truck to make better time on his bicycle when the truck hit a bump. Ben Lee and his bike went under the wheel.

Ben Lee Baucom's Grave - Forest Hill Cemetery, Birmingham, AL  




(I think Aunt Ruby was born right around this time. I remember her telling me that they thought she was too tiny to live and a neighbor lady put her in a box in a slightly warm over to bring her body temperature up.)

And the worse part of it all was the fact that Doc Baucom had a job, but he gambled, drank and spent his money on the girlie show instead of supporting his family. Papaw said many a time that if his mother's brothers had not brought food over, they would have starved.

Estell Doc Baucom in center holding stick


I remember when I was in my late 20's, visiting in Harpersville (where Lessie and Comer retired after living and working in Birmingham, AL most of their lives,) and Aunt Ruby brought Aunt Bea up for a visit with Comer and Lessie. Someone mentioned their father, Estell Baucom and it was truly all over except the shouting! Comer, Bea and Ruby went at it over the memory of their father. 

They were pretty evenly split. Aunt Ruby was for her dad, Papaw was against him, and I can't remember where Aunt Beatrice stood, but she was in the middle of giving her opinion at top decibels also. I do remember being amazed that ANYONE was yelling at Papaw, as he was usually the yell-er instead of the yell-ee

Nanny just ushered me outside to sit on the swing until they calmed down. It blew over pretty fast and then we all enjoyed a good meal. Nanny said it was always that way when the subject of their dad came up.
Comer Baucom b. 1908, Jesse Baucom b. 1913, Beatrice Baucom Smith b. 1915, Charles Baucom b. 1923, Ruby Baucom Rosato b. 1925
They all had different memories, so each person felt like they were arguing from a position of truth. The older siblings saw their dad in one light, the younger siblings saw him in another light. 






I was feeling melancholy for a while today, thinking about all of that. And I was ashamed
of myself for the times in my youth when I thought it was funny that Papaw would get some mad when anyone brought up his father. Mad might not even be the right word. Furious would be better. But sometimes he would even cry. But back then I didn't have any comprehension of the magnitude of what he suffered through as a kid.


I have a different perspective now. It isn't funny to me at all to think about that anger and how it hurt Papaw for so many years. 


And I think about how smart Papaw was, how he was so trusted and respected at his workplace and was elected treasurer by the union there year after year after year. How he could hold his own in any conversation with anyone.






 Being forced to drop out of school by his father in the 4th grade didn't stop him from working hard and earning a living and retirement for his own family. He asked no man on earth to fill his needs. And he was extremely generous. You never left his home without him giving you a bag full of groceries from his pantry. (I'd be remiss if I didn't note that said bag always included toilet paper. Always.)


Comer Eugene Baucom at home in West End. Their home was the former Lula Foster Home for Orphans.

Then I read my cousin Aaron's Facebook comment. "Comer loved to stop at roadside picnic tables."





And it reminded me of the how Papaw found a semblance of happiness and grace in the outdoors and doing very simple things like taking his family and assorted grandchildren on picnics and trips. And I was so glad of that memory. 



If you were traveling somewhere with Nanny and Papaw and he saw one of those cement roadside picnic tables, it was just about guaranteed that he was going to tell Lessie to pull over. And out would come the stash of potted meat and crackers and you thought you were living large, washing it all down with Nannie's sweet tea in a Tupperware tumbler.



A few years ago I took my son Cam and some of his friends on an impromptu trip to Oak Mountain. I stopped at Dollar General to get some crackers, potted meat and Vienna Sausages.  We finished our hiking and exploring and made our way to one of those cement picnic tables over by the marina. I pulled out our lunch and one of Cam's friends said, "Potted Meat? What's that? I've never heard of that." 

I tried to explain potted meat, but the more I talked, the more I suddenly realized that there just isn't any explaining potted meat. “Try it,” I told the kid. “If you don’t like it, that’s ok.” 

He liked it. 

I’ll finish with a few good memories: if you were on a picnic with Nanny and Papaw, your cousins running everywhere stretching their legs, wind whipping your hair, you liked potted meat. And were glad to have it.




The Vienna Sausages too.



Friday, July 27, 2012

The Stories I remember - Baucom Stories - Uncle Homer Just Moved

I received an email from cousin James a few days ago. What a nice surprise awaited, old photos! It's always a treat when I get to see photos like that, and a treasure when I get a copy. So I wanted to share my treasure with you.

And it's always great to hear from cousin James in Colorado. He was always sort of a legend in our family. An engineer, he worked on rockets and did mysterious things like travel in his work. I don't recall that I ever met James or his brother Bennie until I was around 18 or 19 years old. But we really hit it off when I became old enough to have an appreciation for genealogy.

I remember being interested in family and family stories for as long as I can remember. Sometimes when I try and sleep, bits and pieces of the old stories nad memories of those who have gone on before me come to mind and flow through my thoughts like a smooth stream of cool water.

Some of the stories I remember happening. Like when dad knocked Uncle Mickey's trolling motor off the boat in the deep water in front of the dam.

But other stories I remember because someone took the time to tell it. Like Aunt Ruby insisting  everyone a snack or a glass of tea before she started telling us about James and Comer pulling the outhouse over on the old maid. She and Uncle Pat were the epitome of hospitality.

Or the story my dad told about him and uncle Mickey almost getting kicked out of Uncle Homer's funeral for getting the giggles. (At an inopportune moment, Mickey handed my dad a note he'd written that said "Uncle Homer just moved, I kid you not.") Mickey, 6 years older than my dad, could say something like this and keep a straight face. He was a master at that.

Or the story Mickey Jr. told me about driving out went to Colorado with Nanny and Papa and Papa getting mad somewhere around Memphis and them turning that car around and heading back to Birmingham. I think there is more to that story though because I have several photos of that trip and in those pictures they are way further west than Memphis.

But anyone who's ever ridden in a car with Comer Baucom could testify that he just as likely to get mad about something and turn the car around as he was to continue the journey.

To be continued.

Saturday, July 14, 2012

In memory of my dad's cousin, Earl Barlow

A few days ago I was in Publix and I thought I saw someone I recognized, but couldn't place her. As I walked around down a few more aisles it hit me, "that's Earl Barlow's wife, Nancy!" I think it took me a few minutes because I knew they lived in Leeds and this was in Hoover so I just wasn't expecting to see her. I had corresponded on Facebook and regular mail with Nancy in 2010 to invite the Barlow's to the Baucom Family Reunion at Tannehill but hadn't seen her in person in quite a few years. She was with her two sons, Earl Lee and David.


(I can't exactly remember the last time I saw Earl & Nancy before running into Nancy in Publix. I distinctly remember seeing them at the Baucom Family Reunion way back in 1981 and several times when they came out to visit Lessie and Comer, but I had probably seen them at a funeral in more recent years pasts. One thing I remember about being around Nancy was that she was always smiling.)


Earl Lee, Earl, Nancy, Big Papaw, Margie Baucom Barlow, David



I tapped her on the shoulder and introduced myself to remind her who I was and asked about Earl. I know some of you will remember that they couldn't come to the Baucom Reunion at Tannihill State Park in 2010 because Earl was bedridden in the nursing home. He'd has several strokes and was afflicted with Parkinson's and Alzheimer's.


Nancy then told me that Earl had passed away back in October of 2011.


I was sad to hear of another member of my dad's generation passing and just wanted to take a moment to memorialize Earl Barlow, husband & father, son of Margie Evelyn Baucom Barlow, grandson of  Estell "Doc" Baucom.


March 12, 1942 - October 9, 2011.


BARLOW, EARL age 69, of Leeds, AL passed away on October 09, 2011. He is survived by his wife, Nancy Barlow, sons, Earl Lee and David Barlow, and sister, Kathy Nix (Tommy). Graveside services will be held on Tuesday, October 11, 2011 at 1:00PM from Cedar Grove Cemetery



Monday, June 11, 2012

Charles Emerson Baucom & sons in Huntsville, AL, Monte Sano Taxi

"Estell "Doc" Baucom and his brothers purchased a Model “T” Ford and operated it as a taxi during the summer to take people arriving by train in Huntsville to the top on Monte Sano Mountain for a vacation. Some of us have a copy of a picture with  Charles Emerson Baucom and his six sons in or standing near the car. Charles is smoking a cigar." Jim Baucom jim400ATaol.com

Estell Baucom and Brothers. Father, Charles Emerson Baucom far right.

Monday, June 4, 2012

Estell Lee Baucom & Bennie Eliza Hall Baucom

Written by Jim Baucom


[004] ESTELL LEE BAUCOM                                       [005] BENNIE ELIZA HALL

b. 7 OCT 1887 Baucom, TN Coffee Co.                 b. 10 APR 1888 Memphis, TN Shelby Co.
d. 23 FEB 1987 BirminghamAL                           d. 11 JUN BirminghamAL
m. 1 MAR 1905 Huntsville, AL Madison Co.

Estell Lee Baucom, the only grandparent that I have ever known, was my inspiration and beginning source in my search for ancestors. The first time that I had a chance talk with him was in the fall of 1969, when he was 82 and I was 38 years of age. I had seen him twice before but only for a few minutes each time. He, sons Jesse and James (my father), and I made a weekend trip to Tennessee to visit BaucomTN where he was born and to ArcherTN where his grandparents (John and Nancy Baucom) were buried. This is when the genealogy bug bit me and I have never found the cure. Until that time I knew none of my Baucom kin.

Estell Doc Baucom


Estell was usually called Doc by his children and most of the people that he knew. His daughter, Mary Beatrice said that he got that name when he was a boy because he would try to cure sick chickens. He informed me that Estell was the masculine version of Estelle. I never heard any one call him Estell. Doc’s memory was always phenomenal even until the last time that I saw him before he died, a few months shy of the century mark. He remembered the names any relative that he had known and who they married and their children names. He even knew much about his wife’s family, some of whom he had never met. I sat down with him with a tape recorder and used his information to begin my quest.

Bennie Eliza Hall Baucom (L)




When Doc was born in 1887 his parents lived at BaucomTN in the bottom of a steep gully where they had a small garden.




He said that it was so steep that when he and the other children were playing upon the side of the hill his mother would call them to come in by shouting up the chimney. When I saw where it was I could almost believe his story. He said that his grandmother Matilda Lambert had died at BaucomTN, the year he was born. Sometime around 1890 the migration of  his parents, grandparents, several aunts and uncles all left Baucom and relocated about 40 miles away to ArcherTN.

Archer, TN. AKA "Spring Place" 


 Doc said that during this move he saw his first train locomotive with a red smokestack just a pouring out heavy black smoke. He thought that his uncle Wesley had helped them make the move but he returned to BaucomTN.




Doc’s parents rented at various locations near Archer (aka Spring Place) and share cropped. I do not know if he had any other trade experience. Meanwhile his grandparents, John and Nancy were living in the same household with their son John Jefferson Baucom and his wife Cinthia Holden and family in a house that still stands today, near Archer. The reason for calling it Spring Place was that cool water flowed from a spring nearby and they had made a storage structure there that kept the milk and other food from spoiling so fast. It was their refrigerator.

I assumed that Doc attended school for a while, but his dad hired him out to help share crop on “old Doc Murray’s farm at times. This was his life in Archer from the age of about 5 until he was 14 or 15. About 1902/3 there crops  were so poor that they could not make a living. So Charles and Mettie  and children all left Archer to go to HuntsvilleAL, a move of 50 miles, to work in the cotton mills located there.

The industrial revolution had started many years earlier but my Baucom line was just now coming onboard. Charles, and most of his children took jobs in the mill. Age was not a barrier at that time. Since the younger children were not tall enough to reach the looms as needed to operate them, they stood on empty coke cases. Doc said that when he started working there he was a teenager, that had learned mechanical skills well enough to be trained to be a loom fixer, when they broke or had a problem. Loom fixers sat around until a problem arose and they made more money than the operators. 

I think he said that his uncle Matthew and wife Belle also went to Huntsville to work in the mills. Matthew and Belle had come to Archer from Baucom when the others migrated as had Nancy’s younger brother Miles Berry Crick. Miles had been a part time farmer and a Baptist preacher. Charles and family worked through the winter and when spring came the lure of Tennessee pulled them back to Archer to try share cropping again. This year it was no better than the previous year so in the fall they loaded up all their belongings and children onto Berry Crick’s wagon and he moved them to Huntsville in a blinding rain storm. Berry returned to Archer.  

As many children as could possibly work joined Charles to work in the mill. Doc returned to his old job as loom fixer. And life became more stable for everyone, but it was long tedious work.

About 1903/4 a Mrs. Mary Hall came to Huntsville an opened a boarding house near where the Charles Baucoms were living.  She was a widow with children who had been living on a small farm in HuntlandTN, 32 miles, north - north east of Huntsville. Her crops also had failed.

Mary’s oldest child was Bennie Eliza Hall who married Estell Baucom on March 1, 1905 in Huntsville, AL. He was 18 and she was 17. He and his brothers purchased a Model “T” Ford and operated it as a taxi during the summer to take people arriving by train in Huntsville to the top on Monte Sano Mountain for a vacation. Some of us have a copy of a picture with  Charles Baucom and his six sons in or standing near the car. Charles is smoking a cigar.

When searching the Tennessee 1910 census, I discovered by accident that sometime after Comer was born in 1908 in Huntsville before 19 April 1910, Doc, Bennie, my dad James and his brother Comer went to the town of Bemis in Madison Co, TN, from Madison Co., AL where Huntsville is located. The four of them are listed in the 1910 census and indexed at HQ under Estell Bancom, and the boys are listed as being born in Tennessee but from I have been told the were born in Huntsville.

 And by the way, Doc’s occupation was a loom fixer in the mill at Bemis. As far as I know they were in Bemis until some time before Jesse was born in April of 1913 in Huntsville. There was a son, Ben Lee, born to Doc and Bennie in December of 1910 but I have no evidence as to where he was born but it was most probably at Bemis.  After Jesse was born in 1913 at Huntsville ,Bea in 1915, Katherine in in1917, Lois in 1919 and Margie in 1921 were born in Huntsville. Finally, Charles was born in 1923 in BirminghamAL as was Ruby in 1925 and Garland in 1927. Doc never mentioned the Bemis part of his life.

Uncle Jesse told me that when Doc and his family came to Birmingham from Huntsville by train the family rode  the street car to where Bennie’s mother, Mary Hall was living in Birmingham having left Huntsville ahead of Doc and Bennie. They stayed with her until they rented their own place.  Once again Doc found employment as a loom mechanic in the local cotton mills and much later had a popcorn stand near where he lived in Eastlake, and at the Greyhound Bus Depot at BirminghamAL






After Bennie died in 1950 at the age of 62, Doc married a widow named Lessie Carlton.

Lessie Downs Carlton Baucom - 2nd wife of Estelle "Doc" Baucom and mother of Milo's Hamburger's founder, Milo Carlton.



When  she died he lived alone until he was past 90 before going into a nursing home where he died at 99 years, 4 months and 16 days.

Doc Baucom


Here are some personal observations made by me and others in his family. My dad was not overly fond of his father because Doc made Comer and him  drop out of school early to work and help support the family. Doc would disappear for several days to go gambling and whatever, then would come home broke and sometimes beaten up. Dad and several of his siblings have stated that sometimes their family would have starved had it not been for Bennie’s brother Tom Hall. He often bought groceries for them.

 I was present at one incident that trapped Doc in one of his biggest lies. Dad, Doc, his second wife, Lessie and I were at the cemetery in Birmingham viewing gravesites of Bennie and other members of the family buried there. Lessie turned to my dad and asked, “how come you never helped out your father in his time of need, like her family did for her.” Doc had told her that he received very little help from his children. During the depression after my dad got a job on the WPA program, he mailed home a few dollars each month because he said his siblings need the money for food. I know this is true because when I was 6 years old I went to the post office, bought a money order and placed it in an addressed envelope to Bennie and mailed it. Later dad’s sister Katherine sent money to him while living in Colorado. Another sister, Lois told me she was asked by Lessie how come she never helped Doc with his large family like his son Charles did. She and her husband Howard had been sending him money for years. She said that she cried all night after that occurred. And finally, what really got my dad was that he and my stepmother, Edith, had sent Doc a check to help purchase a headstone for Bennie’s grave. Doc had acknowledged none of this financial aid from his children.

The above paragraph was not written to be critical of Doc, but he would never be named father of the year. Some people have said that Doc played the guitar and sang, an event that I never witnessed. While in the nursing home he would create puzzles for others to solve because he thought that it was too easy solving crossword puzzles. I have always liked to solve any kind of puzzle, if it was challenging enough. Perhaps that is one of the reasons I got so interested in my genealogy, since there is no end to the puzzle. Each time an ancestor is identified the two parents of that person become two more people to search for.

Doc was very interested in my genealogy findings. He maintained some contact with some of his cousins in Tennessee for years. I felt that he was a fairly intelligent person who knew his way around and I wish that I had been given the chance to be around Bennie and him when I was a child. Being the eldest of their many grandchildren did make me the recipient of birthday cards early in my life, before many other grandchildren were born. After that no more cards were received. This concludes my research for the ancestors of Estell Lee, (Doc) Baucom. Their descendants are being continuously added to my data base but I will not circulate that information publicly because most of them are alive and to do so would violate their privacy. It is available to any of my kin for their own use.   

I have some information on the siblings and their descendants of Charles [016] in my data base. I would like to include more if it is available. My email is jim0400ATaol.com