Wednesday, October 23, 2024

I'm a Librarian!

I had forgotten how I liked to write. I've spent a good part of my life journaling and always find that putting thoughts and emotions into concrete words on paper (or screen) helps tremendously. 

I haven't forgotten how I love to read. 

That, and having a mother who was a librarian lead me to become a librarian as a 2nd act career. And I love it! 

After some health issues and burnout on teaching, I found a part time job at a library working for a former co-worker. One thing led to another and I am now the Head Librarian at a branch of our city library system.

If you haven't been to a library lately, I think you'll be surprised at how much things have changed and how much things are still the same. We still have books and children's programs and helpful librarians. We still welcome anyone and everyone. We still offer materials for people of all beliefs, ideologies, and political positions. 

Now we also offer libraries of things - like tools and camping gear and toys. We have a makerspace (trendy term for lots of cool equipment that helps you create things from your ideas) which contains laser cutters, vinyl printers, t-shirt presses, sewing machines, 3D printers and so on. We also have programs for adults and teens and tweens. We teach genealogy, have crafting programs, watch movies, and have exhibits. It is a really fun place. 

You may not realize what librarians do and don't do these days. We don't read books all day. We don't say "shhhh" very much  (I've only said "shhhh" one or two times in the five years I've been there). We do teach computer skills, help patrons log into their email, help folks apply for jobs and programs, assist them in printing and faxing and scanning, and provide notary services. We listen to lonely older folks, encourage young parents, and connect families and children. We teach families and children about gardening, nature, science, being creative, and of course reading. We help tweens and teens have a safe place to hang out. The job of a librarian is all that and so much more. 

And I love it!



Tuesday, October 22, 2024

Please Vote Thoughtfully 2024

I am sad about what many of my friends, my family, and my fellow Christians are saying about the upcoming election. 

I don’t understand how you don’t see what I see. 


I don’t understand why you don’t look for what’s true, what’s good, what’s right. I don’t understand why you blindly follow instead of checking facts and objectively seeking truth.


I watch the news and hear speeches, read articles and watch videos and I see speeches filled with racism, hatred of women, disregard for violence in our schools, calls for treason and dictatorship, and incoherence. 


I see off the cuff comments that cause people groups to be persecuted, hated, and hurt. 


I see a candidate who is a convicted felon, a bully, a rapist, a narcissist, a director of a coup, and a thief. 


This candidate is not a Christian, not anti-abortion, not a respecter of life or a protector of humanity. 


He lies to us and some believe it because we are concerned about things that matter to us personally and things that have traditionally been platforms of his party. His lies make you afraid - of people of color, of immigrants, of an economic crash, of the loss of democracy. Democracy includes the right to vote and the peaceful transition of power. This man isn’t interested in these things. 


I know that you are concerned about abortion and the right to life. We have to remember that Jesus valued all lives - sinners, prostitutes, women, immigrants, children, and even tax collectors. He wants us to love and protect the innocent and care for those in need which includes the women who give birth to those babies they didn’t abort and are now alone with no food, no home, no education. He wants us to care about people who can’t get healthcare and people who legally come to our country. He wants us to care about people who are different from us.


Jesus calls for kindness and respect. He didn’t preach about hate, fear, and division but about love and acceptance. 


We have come to a point where we need to evaluate character over what we perceive as safety and ethics over what we have traditionally believed to be the most important issues. 


I can’t vote for someone who stands so directly in opposition to all that I believe. I care about so many of the things that you do but I don’t believe that this man will protect our values, our democracy, and our lives and neither will his running mate. 

 

Followers of Jesus, are we really going to become followers of man at the expense of truth and love and honesty? We don’t have to agree with everything the other candidates say but it’s time to stand up and vote thoughtfully and not blindly.  Please research, consider and pray before you vote.


Thank you.


Reboot - Things Have Changed

 I wanted to post a few things but I also wanted to let you know that many of my views stated in previous posts have changed. I'll try to make notes on those as I get time.


Thanks!

Brooke

Monday, September 9, 2013

A long history of my family - the Coleman-Scott Family


Scott-Coleman History
By Brooke Marsh


Preface
In this paper, I have attempted to trace my family line back through the Coleman’s.  The actual history was pieced together using a combination of census records, oral tradition, newspaper articles, family records kept by individuals, family Bibles, letters, interviews, discussions, and even a few books.  The information found here is only as accurate and complete as the records on which it is based.  Oftentimes, the records were conflicting, in which case I used my best judgment based on other knowledge in the family.  I am sure, however, that some errors may be found within this account, either from typing errors or from inaccurate records.  If, in reading this, you have any additions, please notify the author or enter the information on Ancestry.com so that it can be included in any future histories.

I want to thank the following for their help and contributions: those working with the UTC/National Endowment for the Humanities Summer Regional History Project; Mrs. Jack H (Mary) Gilbreath for her help in getting me started; Ruby Hildah Scott Beaty, my grandmother, who has been an invaluable help and source of information and photographs; Pearl Coleman Scott Turner for her help; the Claiborne County Historical Society, especially Wanda Wallen Hodges, for the information that they sent; David Adams and the Claiborne County Progress for the article on Henry Frances Coleman; all my relatives for their interest, and especially my mother, Myra Carol Gravitt Beaty, for her help, interest, and support.



The Coleman family is of English origin.  Their ancient place of residence was Langley in Wiltshire, England (Bales, 488).  My branch of the Coleman family immigrated first to the New England States then to Maryland and then to Virginia, North Carolina, and Tennessee (Bales, 488).
The first Coleman in America is not known by name.  It is known, however, that he moved from Maine to Maryland and settled in Harford County.  Some of his children were born in Harford County and he lived there for a few years before moving to an area near Richmond, Virginia.  He and his wife died in Virginia.
            His son, Thomas P. Coleman, is the first of the Coleman family identified by name.  It is with Thomas that the history of this branch of my family begins.  He was born August 4, 1783 in Harford County, Maryland.  According to a book by Hattie Bales, Thomas P. left Virginia as a young man, moved to Orange County, North Carolina and in September 1806, married Esther (Hetty) McClary (born May 10, 1785 in North Carolina). 
Their older children were born in North Carolina where they lived for several years before moving to Mulberry Valley (Claiborne County later Hancock County, Tennessee) in 1820.   There, Thomas was a prosperous farmer and he and Esther had several more children. They had eight children total, an average number in that day.  They were:
1.     Calvin K. Coleman who later married Julia McClary
2.     Thomas R. Coleman, born August 8, 1813 in Orange County, North Carolina
3.     Elizabeth (Betsy) Coleman who later married Alfred Corbin in Claiborne County
4.     Alvis P. Coleman, born March 26, 1816
5.     George W. Coleman, born February 3, 1819
6.     Cynthia Coleman who later married Moses Hatfield
7.     Sterling G. Coleman, born about 1822
8.     William Cooper Coleman, born September 1, 1828

Thomas died not long after William was born (1833) in Claiborne County (Bales 489) and Esther (Hetty) died October 10, 1863 in Hancock County, where they are both buried.

The Coleman line through which I am descended continues through Thomas P. Coleman’s son Thomas R. Coleman.  His story and the story of his descendants is as follows.
Thomas R. Coleman was born August 8, 1813 in Orange County, North Carolina.  On September 1, 1841, he married Frances B. Fitts.  Isaac Thomas performed the ceremony in Tazewell, Tennessee.  Frances was the daughter of Cornelius and Sarah (Randolph) Fitts of Lee County, Virginia.  Frances was born April 16, 1819.  She and Thomas settled in Mulberry Gap Valley in Hancock County and became one of the prominent families of East Tennessee.  He was a prosperous farmer like his father and, in 1850; his real estate was valued at $3,200.  That amount rose, by 1860, to $9240 for real estate and $15,200 for the value of his personal estate.  After he died, the real estate value of Frances’ property decreased to $3,000 and her personal estate was valued at only $400. 
During his and Frances’ lifetime, they had eight children, all born in Tennessee.  They were:
1.     Callaway H. Coleman, born October 28, 1843
2.     Henry Francis Coleman, born May 13, 1847
3.     Mary Coleman, born around 1847-48
4.     Sarah Esther Coleman, born August 20, 1851 and died October 20, 1902; married in 1868 to John Jett Livingston (born August 23, 1845 and died February 25, 1904)
5.     Martha Jane Coleman, born February 9, 1854; died April 3, 1936; married October 21, 1869 to John Martin Southern (born January 21, 1842 and died November 3, 1902)
6.     Franklin Columbus Coleman, born March 7, 1855; died July 12, 1912; married June 12, 1863 to Benith Atwood in Jasper, Missouri
7.     Julia Ann Coleman, born September 30, 1858; died September 9, 1932; married J.B. Rice of Tennessee
8.     Mary Coleman, born around 1860 (Census of Hancock County; Bales 489)

Thomas died May 16, 1862 in Hancock County, leaving Frances with several children still at home.  After the children left, Frances lived with her son Callaway and his wife until her death on July 4, 1893 at age 74 years, 2 months, and 18 days (Bales 489).
There is not much else known about the children of Thomas P. Coleman other than Thomas R. but according to family tradition, at least two of Thomas P.’s sons owned slaves.  According to Ruby Beaty, my grandmother, one of them, it seems, “wasn’t very kind to his slaves, and one day, a big tree fell on him and we just surmised that his slaves was the cause of that.” The other, at one point, left his slaves at the house alone while they were out. The slaves, “were roasting eggs in the fireplace and they set the house on fire and burned the house down” (Ruby).  Thomas R., however, is not believed to have owned slaves.
It is the Thomas’ son Callaway through which my line continues.  Callaway H. Coleman was born October 28, 1843 in Tennessee.  He lived with his parents up to 1863 and attended school and helped work the farm.  He even attended Cripple Creek College (Ruby). On October 29, 1863, he married Mary Ann Riley.  She was born on April 23, 1842, in Tennessee, like her husband.
Not long after their marriage, the Civil War began.  According to military records, Callaway enlisted on _________________________ and deserted ____________ later. According to family tradition, Callaway went to fight in at least one battle in or near Cumberland Gap.  Mary Ann was left alone in their house 2-3 miles away in Harrogate.  During the battle, a shell fell on or near their house, and, some Yankee soldiers came and took Mary Ann’s only form of transportation – a black horse. In keeping with her spunky character, Mary Ann went after them, stopped the commanding officer and asked him to give her horse back.  He must have been impressed with her nerve. For whatever reason, he gave the little black horse back to her. 
After Callaway returned from the war, he and his wife started a family.  His mother lived with them for a while in Hancock County (Mulberry Gap) but later they moved to Claiborne County, NT.  They had eight children in all. They were:
1.     Alice Coleman, born September 19, 1864
2.     Ida F. Coleman, born December 23, 1866, married Ed Pruett
3.     William T. Coleman, born June 7, 1869; taught school at Shawanee for a while, later became attorney general then county judge
4.     Robert Coleman, born March 27, 1873; later moved to Rogersville, TN and became a civil lawyer
5.     Etta May Coleman, born June 11, 1876; married William T. Bales and had four children: Mary, Jessie, Ann, and William T., Jr.
6.     Lula Narvesta Coleman, born May 16, 1879
7.     Henry R. Coleman, born July 6, 1882; became a telegrapher at Rhoda, Virginia but still lived in Shawanee.  One day at work, he heard a noise and went outside to check on it.  He was suddenly shot in the head by what the authorities supposed was a prowler.  He died a few days later on November 1, 1910.
8.     Mary Evelyn Coleman, Born May 9, 1885 (Census; Bales 489; CH Coleman family records)

At one point in 1870, Callaway and Mary Ann had servants.  She and her daughter lived with them.  Her name was Eliza Watkins and her daughter was Mary.  Eliza was 41 and her daughter was 5 in 1870. 
At that same time, his property value was $3750 and his personal estate was valued at $500.  He worked as a fairly well off farmer for quite a while but then became a lawyer and civil land enforcer and, later in life, he was a postmaster in Claiborne County.
It was while he was a lawyer that a band of gypsies came through and got in some trouble with the law so Callaway became their lawyer.  As it turned out, however, they had no money with which to pay him. Instead, they left a very fine violin for his pay.  They said that they would return for the violin when they had some money but they never came back.  This must have suited Callaway very well for he was known to have a great love of music.
As a matter of fact, when he later lived with his daughter Lula and her family, he tried to teach his granddaughters music. As one of the granddaughters, Ruby, puts it, “He loved music and he was tryin’ to teach us the notes and he would get kindly aggravated cause we couldn’t learn them….” (Ruby, 6).  He did however succeed in teaching his daughter Lula to play the violin.
Despite a small amount of occasional aggravation or frustration, Callaway was “always in a good mood, everybody liked him” (Ruby, 6). That joviality was often seen in his sense of humor.  When he lived with Lula, her husband, James Scott, and her children Ruby and Pearl, he would play jokes on the children. Ruby describes it this way:
He was so funny…he was always playing jokes on Pearl and me. Pearl would cry. She was a great crier, my sister was. Oh she cried over everything, crybaby. And he’d say, “Here Pearl, here is my hat.  Cry in my hat.”  Oh, it’d make her so mad.  One time, Aunt Evelyn, who lived in Louisville then, she sent him a box of candy and he brought it in and said, “Ruby, she sent me a box of candy and she told me not to give you any at all.  It wasn’t for you, it was just for me.”  And I cried and cried.  And, of course, he had to tell me different.  I mean that was just an example.  He was always pullin’ something on us.  He was really jolly all the time.
           
            Because he was so friendly and jolly, he got along well with Lula’s husband, James Scott. They spent a lot of time arguing in a friendly way over politics.  They were both Democrats but still found cause to argue (Ruby, 8). They enjoyed each other and got along very well throughout the years that Callaway lived with Lula’s family.
            On May 15, 1911, Mary Ann Riley Coleman died.  Her youngest son, Henry, had been shot and had died November 1, 1910.  Lula always said that Mary Ann died of grief. “It just nearly killed her when he died.  He was her youngest son. It was a close family, very close and she always said she believed she just worried herself to death. (Ruby, 7).
            Then, several years later, the eldest son of Thomas R. Coleman, Callaway H. Coleman died on February 5, 1927 at about the same time that Lula’s husband James Scott died. Callaway was 84 when he died and he is buried in Scott Cemetery along with his wife Mary Ann and his son Henry.
            The second son of Thomas R. Coleman, Henry Francis, though not a direct ancestor of mine, has a very interesting history also. He was born in Tennessee on May 13, 1847 and lived with his parents in Mulberry Gap, Hancock County until the time of the Civil War.
            According to the memoirs of Henry, when the Civil War come around, there was a problem in the country east and southeast of Cumberland Gap (including Lee and Scott counties in Virginia and Hancock and Claiborne in Tennessee) with “roving and raiding bands of Confederate soldiers, with here and there a few men that belonged to neither army, but were engaged in pilfering and robbing the citizens…And since these citizens were mostly favorable to the Union position, they were being killed, captured and annoyed almost constantly.” At the time, the nearest branch of Federal troops was too far away to protect them, so the citizens organized a company for the purpose of defense and protection.  Henry Francis Coleman, though only a teenager, was a part of this company called the Tiger Company or the Riley Company.
            It was sometimes called the Riley Company because William Riley was the captain.  John Parkey was lieutenant.  Some of the other members in the fall of 1864 included: Thomas Riley, John Fugate, Tennessee Parks, William Fugate, C.D. Spence, John Martin Southern, Josiah Ramsey, William Ramsey, Harvey Ritchie, Henry Hall, John Woods, Lafayette Mason, Calvin Mize, Calvin Brooks, Levi Brooks, Samuel Estep, Jacob Estep, John Longeornite, John C. Fields, David Brandham, Albert Overton, Rufus Overton, Isaac Livingstone, John Leary, and Henry Francis Coleman.
            This company was active from September 1864 until the end of the war in the spring of 1865. Its headquarters was at Tazewell, Tennessee, Claiborne County, and it was allied with the second North Carolina mounted infantry.  The Tiger Company acted with the infantry until the close of the war.  As a matter of fact, the federal government provided clothing, horse feed, rations, and ammunition.  The men had to provide their own horses, however, and, although the government provided some guns, most preferred guns of higher quality so they brought their own. 
            Many of these men were well off and they were an honorable company.  No one in the company could pilfer or rob and no one was allowed to insult or mistreat a prisoner.  All prisoners were turned over to the authorities and Henry remembers those prisoners being many in number. The prisoners were treated kindly while in the company’s care and the company would even pitch in to provide both the prisoners needs and wants while in captivity.
            The company was engaged in several clashes during its course of service.  Two engagements were in Tazewell; two were at Ball’s Bridge in Lee County, Virginia; and, before it was associated with the 2nd North Carolina Regiment, the company had two engagements with the Confederates near Rob Camp Church in Claiborne County.  They also had one near the Bales Iron Works in Lee County, Virginia.
            After the war, on February 17, 1867, he married Matilda Evelyn Parkey (born April 6, 1851; daughter of William and Martha Ann Martin Parkey).  He also worked at a sawmill (census is unclear of his role) and his real estate was worth $2000.  His personal estate was valued at $200. 
            After 1870, he became a farmer, cattle dealer, lawyer, Tennessee State Senator, Judge of Hancock County Court, and a U.S. Commissioner of Internal Revenue (Prog). He seemed to be a very prominent and busy man but also a family man.
            During his marriage to Matilda, they had eight children, all born in Tennessee.  They were:
1.     Rosa Coleman, born April 19, 1868; died January 28, 1935; married Frank Hopkins, son of Washington Hopkins of Hancock County, TN
2.     Dora Ann Coleman, born in March 1870; married Cass Jarvis of Sneedville, Tennessee
3.     John S. Coleman, born about 1872; married Nancy Trent (born in 1874; daughter of James A. and Mary Jane Green Trent)
4.     Martha Coleman, born about 1874; married J. Lewis Turner (born March 3, 1860; died February 6, 1908)
5.     William P. Coleman, born about 1878; married December 29, 1898 in Lee County, Virginia to Myrtle E. Albert (born December 6, 1882; died July 1942 in Loudon County, Virginia; daughter of Jacob Paris and Alice Shelburn Albert); after married they moved to Lee County, Virginia and settled on Wallens Creek where William was in the milking and mercantile business.  Later they moved to Leesburg and he became a farmer. They had four children: Vivian, Vinnie (Jean), Paris, and Matilda.
6.     Frank D. Coleman, born September 8, 1884; died May 4, 1944; married Mossie Lawson Gillenwaters (born June 15, 1885; died December 3, 1949).  They had no children and owned and operated the Rose Hill Hotel in Virginia.
7.     Shirley Coleman; married Nelle Baker (daughter of the Reverend Neil Baker and Jane Weston Baker)
8.     Isabella (Belle) Coleman; married 1st to Horace L. Tyler (divorced); married 2nd to R.E. Whitney (Census and Bales, 489).

On April 7, 1910, Henry’s wife Matilda died.  In September of that same year, he remarried Martha (Drinnon) Surgener, widow of Abraham Surgener and daughter of Thomas Jefferson and Ruth Johns Drinnon of Mulberry Gap, Tennessee.  Then on August 16, 1914, Henry Francis Coleman, the second son of Thomas R. Coleman, died (Bales, 489).
My line continues through Callaway’s daughter, Lula N. Coleman.  Lula was born May 15, 1879 in Hancock County, Tennessee. When she was eight, she and her parents moved to Claiborne County and she lived with them from then on. During that time, her father imparted his love of music and taught her to play the violin.  In 1900, she lived two or three houses down from a man named James Stewart Scott and his family.  This was the man she would marry, but not for several more years.
At this time, James was married to Nancy (or Mannie) A. Scott and they had been married for fourteen years. She had been born on February 27, 1860 in North Carolina.  James was born April 12, 1860 in Tennessee. They had five children at home in 1900. They were:
1.     William S. Scott, born May 1886 in Tennessee
2.     Mossie Scott (Eads), born August 3, 1887 in Tennessee; died May 1, 1914
3.     Floyd C. Scott, born in 1890 in Tennessee
4.     Catherine Scott, born May 1892 in Tennessee
5.     Minnie Scott, born January 23, 1894 in Tennessee; died January 23, 1910.
On March 22, 1907, his wife died of Tuberculosis.  She is buried in Scott Cemetery in Claiborne County, Tennessee.  By 1911, two daughters had also died of the same disease.  Mossie died three years later.  By 1912, only one son was still alive and he was 40 at the time.  James Scott had lost most of his family within the space of 7 years, most to tuberculosis.
Lula’s personal papers list August 27, 1911 as the wedding date that an old maid of 32 married a widower of 51.  They were married by Jessie Moore, a Quaker preacher, who was later to perform the ceremony to marry Lula’s daughter Ruby to James Agee Beaty.  The marriage took place in Claiborne County, Tennessee with the witness listed as Ruth Moore.
Then on December 21, 1912, Ruby Hildah Scott, Lula’s first daughter, was born.  Later, on October 20, 1916, Pearl Coleman Scott was born.  James Scott had a happy second family.
Although this was his second family, he built a new house up on a hill above Shawanee for Lula.  Here is what his daughter Ruby says about it:
He built it for her and it was an odd house.  It was pink – pink and white. Well, nobody had ever seen a pink house back then but my brother in law had been to Florida. He was a carpenter, a very good one, and he said he could build it and he said down in Florida, they were all pink. And he said, “Now, I’m gonna paint this house pink.” And he trimmed it in white. And it was beautiful.  Oh – it was so pretty – up on a hill with lots of trees. And I really never envied anybody their home ‘cause I thought we had the prettiest home of anybody in the world.  Yeah, it was really kinda unusual but it was pretty – real pretty. (Ruby, 6).


            Within the house itself, there were four rooms – two bedrooms, living room, kitchen and one closet.  But the whole house was big – “big kitchen, big high ceilings, and big rooms, and big windows” (Ruby, 6).
            The site of the house often came in handy because, when Lula would play the violin, people would come in from all over town to hear her.  It was a large attraction since there were no radios or phonographs prevalent at the time.  People would enjoy it greatly. However, Lula and her family had a little dog that would start to howl every time Lula would start to play.  “It was so funny,” remembers Ruby.  They would have to put the dog up while Lula played.
            Lula must have enjoyed music, especially church music, as she was a staunch Baptist.  She took Ruby and Pearl to the Baptist church for Sunday School and Church in the afternoon. They attended the Methodist church with James in the mornings.  Ruby says this about James Scott and church:

He went to church and took Pearl and I with him, my sister and I every morning…He sat on the front seat at the church, at the Methodist church.  I can just see him sitting in the corner of the front seat - always sat in the corner. And we had to go to church.  He was a good man, a very good man.  And there was one minister used to come to see us real often. And there was one song that Daddy loved – they played it on the organ.. and this old minister would play it on the old organ: Peace, peace, wonderful peace.  Yeah, it’s an old, old song, and I remember how daddy liked that.

            According to Ruby, James did seem to be at peace with God and man. He was very well liked around town and continually did kind things for people.  For instance, he ran a small grocery store (along with a farm for the family’s food) and when things like coffee and sugar were weighed out onto the scales, he would always heap it up and give a little bit more than the customer had asked for, free of charge.  That was his nature and everybody liked him.  He was popular, as was his store.
            The store was of the type you think of when you think of small town country grocery. The men would spend their time sitting around on big sacks of meal feed gossiping, talking, and spitting tobacco. The store had a high porch and one day, some men were sitting on the porch sitting and chewing tobacco. At the same time, Pearl just happened to be down near the edge of the porch playing. Before she knew what happened, a big wad of tobacco hit her right in the face and she ran home crying. She never forgot that.  It was a part of what it meant to be a daughter of a grocer.
            To be the daughter of James Scott, the grocer, also meant a degree of popularity at school.  Any friends that Ruby brought home from school were allowed to get free candy from the store and James Scott never said a word about it.  He was generally just kind and givng in his business and in life.
            Besides the store, James Scott also had a little farm that grew just enough to support the family.  “It really did support us very well because he was a good gardener” (Ruby, 3). Lula would work on the farm too, especially when James ran the store. She was happy with her work and her life.
            Lula was, character-wise, a very happy person, an optimist at heart, despite her hard life.  Ruby says, “she was always happy and enjoyed working in the garden and was a real good cook. As a matter of fact, she cooked so well that the traveling preachers all liked to come there to eat.  She could cook the best fried chicken and the Methodist preachers especially loved it” (Ruby, 5). For regular meals, she would make jams and and jellies, ho-cakes (corn cakes cooked on top of the stove), butter, molasses, buttermilk, beans, soup beans, and turnip greens. She would even process meats and sausage from the animals on the farm.  She was a real southern cook and managed to keep the family well fed.
Even after James and her father died, she was able to manage the farm and keep Pearl and Ruby in school and well fed. She did, however, have to close the store because she couldn’t handle it on top of managing everything else. Everyone begged her to keep the store open but with James gone, she couldn’t.
Right before James died, Lula was so busy taking care of the farm and the stock that Ruby, at age fourteen, had to take care of her father.  She would “get him out of bed, get him into his big ole’ rocker”, bathe him, and comb his hair and much more. During that same year that Ruby was fourteen, James died.
Later on, after his death and after Ruby’s marriage, Lula lived with Ruby and James A. Beaty, her husband. Then in December of 1963, Lula Narvesta Coleman Scott died and was buried in Scott Cemetery, Claiborne County, TN.
It is through her daughter Ruby that my line continues. She was born in 1912 in Tennessee and went to school in Claiborne County. She attended public school as a child. Her school was first held in an old Masonic building that was in very bad shape so the whole community got together and gave up their time to remedy the situation.  There was very little money for a new school so the women fixed lunch and the men worked together to build a brick school building in just one day.  It was an amazing feat. The building was close enough for Ruby and Pearl to walk to and from school and to even go home for lunch.
When Ruby went off to college, she also stayed close to home and attended Lincoln Memorial University for one year before she married James Agee Beaty (born July 18, 1909).
She and Beaty, as she called him, met when she was fourteen. She tells the story like this: “I believe it was the day that my father was buried, the lady and her daughter that my husband lived with and worked his way through college. They had this big farm in Shawanee and so they were very good friends of momma’s and they came up that night. We lived up on a hill and there was a big gate at the foot of the hill. Well, Beaty, my (future) husband, drove them up and he parked down at the foot of the hill and I was sitting on the front porch reading a magazine so he stayed down there a while and he kept lookin’ up and lookin’ up and I looked down at him and finally he moseyed up, you know, and we started talking and I think that was the beginning of our long, long relationship.”
The relationship was a very long one. It was not until Beaty had finished college and had taught for a year that they were married.  Finally, on April 16, 1931, James Agee Beaty and Ruby Hildah Scott were married in Claiborne County by the same Quaker preacher that had performed the ceremony for her mother and father.
It was then that they moving around begin because of Beaty’s many job changes.  They stayed in Shawanee for a while, long enough to have their first child – Jimmy Jeanne, and their second, Lee Scott, before they moved to Pennington Gap, Virginia where William Patrick was born. After that, they moved back to Shawanee, then to Harrogate, then to Bristol, Virginia, back to Shawanee, and finally, to Chattanooga.
During this time, Beaty taught school in Shawanee for three years right after they were married. Due to the Great Depression, schoolteachers got very little pay and, once they were paid, they had to take their checks to a man in Claiborne County who would cash them and take a percentage of the check in order to cash them.  After this, Beaty only ended up with $88.00 a month for being a teacher and principal of Tazewell High School.  This wasn’t enough to support his growing family, so he decided to quit.
After that, he went to Roanoke, Virginia to try to sell insurance but that didn’t go well during a depression so he came home and worked for the government for a while. His job required that he go out on farms and teach the farmers in the Shawanee area to conserve soil.
Next, he got a job teaching school in the mines above Middleburg, Kentucky and worked there until 1942 when he got a job with the Knoxville News Sentinel and worked with them until 1950 or so.  Then he moved to Bristol, Virginia and became the circulation manager of the Bristol newspaper.  It soon went broker so he went back to Shawanee for a while before moving to Chattanooga to work with the Chattanooga News Free Press.
When World War II began, Beaty took his physical (1941) but he kept being deferred from the draft because he was with the newspaper. At that time, since TV and radio were not common, the newspaper was the main source of information so the government considered newspaper work a very important job and vital to the war effort.  At one point, however, he was about to go to war when the government announced that men with families weren’t going to be taken up anymore.  So James Beaty ended up not going to war. He spent the rest of his life in Chattanooga as a newspaperman, husband, father, and grandfather.
As a matter of fact, James Agee Beaty died a short time after his youngest son’s first child was born. The newest grandchild and her grandfather were in Memorial Hospital at the same time but he never got to see her.  He died after 38 years of marriage to Ruby.
Ruby’s sister Pearl also married. She married George Turner in Mississippi.  They had no children.
Ruby’s firstborn, Jimmy Jeanne (born January 8, 1932) first married Don Warren and had three children: Donna Leigh, Mary Ann, and Donald Richard. Later, she divorced and remarried to George Dunn.  Donna Leigh married Jim Rimer and had Kristen and Jackie.  She later divorced and married again and had Leigh Ann Brown. Jimmy Jeanne is deceased.
Mary Ann married John Tipton and had two children, Sarah Faith and Lauren Lee. She and John Tipton later divorced.  Mary Ann passed away March 1, 2007 at the age of 52.  Donald Richard (Rick) passed away in 2013.
The second child, Lee Scott Beaty (born April 12, 1936; died July 22, 2006), married Ruth and had two children, Lee Scott Beaty, Jr. and James Lawrence Beaty.  Ruth and Lee later divorced. 
William Patrick Beaty, the third child in the family, was born on March 14, 1938 in Pennington Gap, Virginia.  He married Myra Carol Gravitt (born June 28, 1942 in Marion County, TN; died July 28, 2004) on December 21, 1964 in Ringgold, Georgia. They had two children, Wendy Brooke Beaty (born April 26, 1969) and Amy Beth Beaty (born January 27, 1977). 
Wendy Brooke married William Bruce Marsh (April 2, 1968) on August 12, 1989 and later had two children, Daniel Patrick Marsh (May 12, 1996) and Heather Grace Marsh (January 6, 1999). Amy Beth married David Andrew Sherman (April 2, 1966) on August 2, 2002. 
The Coleman family who began in Wiltshire, England before 1783 end up as the Beatys, Marshes, and Shermans of Chattanooga, Tennessee in 2013.  The story is to be continued…..


Friday, February 17, 2012

Kenya Missions Trip February 2012


February 17, 2012

Dear Friends and Family –

We are back!  Heather and I are home and recovering from the jet lag from our whirlwind trip to Kenya.  It was an amazing trip and I am so thankful for your support and prayers. 

God was very evidently at work in the ministry of Care for Aids in the Nairobi area.  Heather and I (and the rest of the team) were SO privileged to get a glimpse into all that God is doing through this ministry.  We were able to learn about the ministry and participate in several aspects of it. 

Care for Aids is a program that partners with the local church to offer a Care for Aids center.  This center employs a Kenyan spiritual counselor and a medical counselor to guide clients who are HIV+ through a 9-month program of education and care.  In addition to learning how to take care of themselves physically, the clients are discipled spiritually. They are also “empowered” by seminars on how to start a business, farm, raise animals, and many other things that could help them take care of themselves and their families. 

CFA (Care for Aids) is all about restoring relationships and community. When a client is diagnosed as “Positive”, they are rejected by their community, their family, and often lose their job as well.  Upon receiving the diagnosis, they are inclined to just curl up and wait to die.  CFA lets them know that there is hope – they can become healthier, grow in the Lord, have a meaningful work and life, raise their children, and restore the relationships with their family and community.  These lives are transformed by this program and the hope that it offers them.  We worked with Cornel Onyango & Duncan Kimani (Kenyan pastors & CFA founders) and the American representative, Caleb Davison.  We served with Chuck & Terri Bateman, Ashley Humble, and Angie Albee from our church.

We were so blessed by being able to go with the counselors to several client homes for their weekly home visits.  We were able to see the sewing business that Veronica has started.  We visited Rose, whose daughter Carol has been in the program.  Carol cannot walk but you can see the joy on her face as we came into her home.  Rose has lost her husband and another daughter but she kept talking about the blessings that God has given her despite her losses.  Marietta lived in a small rental home (maybe about 6 – 10 feet square for four people to live in) but she has learned to have a “kitchen garden” in feed sacks outside her home and to raise rabbits to help take care of her family.

Medical Counselor Esther with Heather
We also got to sit with the spiritual counselor, David, and the medical counselor, Esther, at another church while clients came to them for their weekly visits.  I was SO blessed to be able to pray with these precious people and help hand out their weekly food gifts from CFA.  I was particularly touched by a woman whose husband had abused her and left her when she was diagnosed with HIV/AIDS.  She is my age exactly and has children my children’s ages – 15 & 13, in addition to a younger child who is 8.  Another lady was 23 with two children aged 7 and 5.  She was not married and never got to go to school since her parents couldn’t afford the uniforms.  She was not a Christian yet but was definitely seeking the Lord and learning about Him through this program. 

Care for Aids has great standing in the community and is able to refer clients for hospital or medical care for illnesses that come up due to their lowered immune system.  They also help them get to a hospital to deliver their children so that the babies are not automatically born with HIV as well. So far, 100% of the babies born in the program have been HIV Negative!

We were honored to hand out diplomas to the graduating class of 80 in Ruiru.  It was a blessing to hear the stories of how the Lord and the ministry of Care for Aids has transformed their lives!






Guess what else we got to do? We got to help cook dinner and eat in the home of Ann.  Ann is married with 5 children and she and her husband had taken in two other orphans.  Two of Ann’s children were also HIV+.  Her oldest child, Mary, was 13 just like Heather and spent a lot of time holding Heather’s hand and playing with her hair.  Heather got to make balloon animals (with Chuck, another team member) and play with the kids.  What an amazing experience that was!



On Friday through Sunday, Heather and I got to head off to Rift Valley Academy to visit some of our church’s missionaries – Jon, Susan, Caroline & Ben Stocksdale.  The amazing blessing of this is that they are also our family (Susan is my husband Bruce’s sister)!  They have been in Kenya as missionaries for over 20 years and we’ve never gotten to visit them until now!  They serve at a K – 12 boarding school for missionary kids. Their ministry supports many other missionaries and enables these missionaries to serve in places all over Africa because they have a safe place to send their kids to be educated and loved.  We met a couple of these missionaries who are serving in truly dangerous places (such as Muslim countries in North Africa).  It was a blessing to be in their home and to tour the campus and the other related Africa Inland Missions/Church ministries such as Kijabe Hospital and Moffat Bible College.


The last day of our trip was amazing. We got to do a conference to train and encourage the Kenyan counselors and pastors who have a Care for Aids center. They are always pouring out to others so we encouraged them with ways that they can fill back up with the Lord so that they might have the strength to continue to serve. 

The grand finale was so enjoyable – we got to go on a safari at Lake Nakuru National Park.  We saw so many animals – Zebras, Giraffes, lots of gazelles and deer, birds, and LIONS!  We saw two females and 6 cubs then a while later, we saw two male lions cross right in front of our safari van! 

As in so many trips where you go to serve others, we received blessings that seemed so far above what we were able to give.  Heather got a glimpse of the world of poverty and suffering beyond what she had ever seen but we still got to see the joy of Christ in the lives of these people and the hope that they were receiving from the Care for Aids program.  We visited homes and churches located in slums and saw the wealthy homes of diplomats and businessmen just a block away from such poverty.  The contrast of rich and poor in Kenya is striking.

Most of all, we were SO blessed to be prayed for and sent by all of you!  You have had a part in enriching lives and encouraging missionaries and Christian workers by sending Heather and I (and the rest of the team) over to Kenya.  Thank you for your part in this work!

God bless you and thank you again for the support you gave us!

In Him –

Brooke (& Heather) Marsh


Sunday, January 15, 2012

Henna Hair Day!!!

Today was the day!  My Mehandi Body Art Quality (BAQ) Henna arrived yesterday and I couldn't wait to give it a try.  I have died my hair for several years (since it started getting "natural" aka gray hightlights) with whatever was on sale.  My sister in law mentioned that she was dying her hair with henna and indigo to avoid using the strong chemicals on her hair but to still cover the gray.  I thought that sounded like an excellent idea and went to the Henna for Hair website to read up on it and place my order. I ordered a set of two 100 g packets of Ancient Sunrise henna.  I wasn't sure whether I would need two packets or one.  The instructions said to use 100 g for short hair and more for longer than shoulder length hair.  Once I saw how big the packs were, I decided to go with one pack.

Here's what I did.  I got the kit and read that it had to "cure" about 12 hours to activate the dye in the henna.  Here's my recipe:

Pour the packet into a glass or metal bowl.  Add 1/2 cup of something acidic.  I used 1/4 cup of "lemon grenande" lemon juice (you know, the ones that look like a plastic lemon) and 1/4 cup of freshly squeezed orange juice.  It formed a thick paste which I covered with wax paper and left to sit overnight.

This morning, I added more liquid to bring it to a cake mix or yogurt type consistency. You can use more lemon juice or tea or things like that. I used 2/3 cup of Lipton tea and 1/3 cup of purified water.  I also added 10 drops of lavender essential oil and 1/2 cap of tea tree oil.  The lavender and lemon cut down on the strong smell of the henna.  I must admit it looks pretty yucky and green and icky.

I applied the paste to my roots first and then put thick clumps on the rest of my hair.  I made sure to cover the edges but wipe it off my skin with a wet cloth whenever it got on it so it wouldn't stain.  When all the hair was covered thickly, I put on a shower cap (you can also use plastic wrap) and left the henna on for 1 1/2 hours.  It wasn't hard to leave it on since I made it like a brownie mix and it wasn't runny at all.  The directions suggested to leave the henna on for 1 - 4 hours so I decided to try the low end this first time.

I rinsed it out in the shower (don't be surprised if the water runs really muddy and green).  It took a while to get it all out and for the water to run clear.  I added a little conditioner after and rinsed again.

I got out of the shower to a beautiful red head of hair!  It is supposed to get deeper for a few more days and stay for 6 months or so.  I'm guessing I have to do the roots every so often but we'll see.  Pictures are posted below.



This is the goop.  Looks yummy, huh?
BEFORE:  You can't tell but the color is a mousy blondish red.

AFTER:  The color is a beautiful clear reddish blonde.