NUMERICAN NATION

 

 

 

I told the kids plenty of stories about the Knights of the Roundtable, and how we use to imagine ourselves as Sir Lancelot and/or Sir Ivanhoe..."forever fighting to protect the realm."

(This particular photo was taken in 1989 at "the Magic Kingdom")

 

However that was many moons ago; the children are grown now, .. with Castles of their own to protest.

Patty, Brad, & Court at the conclusion of the Disney Princess 1/2 Marathon 2010 .

 

Training as a way of life.

Listening, across generations, is a critical component to effective communication. One of the most valuable lessons that I have learned thus far, in talking with Deshawn, is never to assume that I know what he's going to say before he says it.

At any given point in time, there is at least "five generational voices" on stage; whether or not we hear them, depends upon our ability to interpret their words within the context of time and space.

Bradford John 1978 

The "boy" is a grown man now:

One of his favorite idiomatic expressions is, "if you don't know you better go ask somebody!"

 

Leading by Example 

I can recall working in the cotton fields and hearing my father, grandfather, and uncles singing an old numerican spiritual that included the words:

 "...no more crying over me, cause before I'd be a slave, I'll be buried in my grave; and go home to my lord and be free..."

Now don't ask me why they were singing that, because I don't remember.

 All I really remember is not wanting to be a slave.

...savior, savior can you hear my humble cry?

 While on others thou art calling, do not pass me by...  

 

 

Name:      Walker Jones

Timeline:         1913_1986

Religious Affiliation: White Oak Baptist

Parents: Douglas & Josephine Jones

Spouse:  Ivory Lee

The Deacon Jones that I knew carried a Bible in one hand and a big ole hankerchief in the other.

 I never knew whether hiz was an act of devotion or contrition:

As a child I can recall sitting in the pews at White Oak watching him pray until sweat poured down his brow, and the armpits of his shirt were noticeably damp.

 Ocassionally when he paused, the Elders would say "well", as if they understood.

When I returned in 79' hiz prayers were a bit shorter, but just as fervent. As I shook his hand, after service, he smiled as if he knew that I knew who he was.

Update on Thursday, August 27, 2009 at 10:36AM by [JL Harris]

In the antebellum south White Oak was home to a prominent family known, collectively to our people, as the Kirklands:

Richard Rowland Kirkland, killed in action (September 23, 1863) during the Civil War, was initially buried in the cemetery at White Oak. He was a son of John and Mary Kirkland.

According to Mrs Harold Hough, "... in 1909 the local John D. Kennedy Chapter, UDC, was granted permission for transferring Richard's remains from the White Oak Cemetery of his family to Little Arlington the UDC plot in Quaker Cemetery at Camden..."

 [ Mrs Hough was/is a historian for the John D. Kennedy Chapter of the UDC; the Kershaw County Historical Society; and a member of the Catawba Wateree Genealogical Society. Author of "A Rebel Against Injustice ", which chronicled the heritage of Richard Rowland Kirkland; including tying his ancestors to the Rugulator Movement.]