Friday, May 10, 2013

Bubs Photo Album, ca 1930's

Nathan Harrell Moran was known as Bub or Nate to his friends.  The photo's posted here are from his photo album and date from the 1930's.  I'll add more photo's over time.  These are by no means all of his photographs, just the one's from his album and include friends, family, things of interest to him. Quite a few of the photographs are of school mates.  If you want to try to put names with faces you might try comparing photo's here to the 1936 graduation photo which includes names

Craddock Vaughn was chosen beauty queen at Dresden, Tenn., and Marie Thomas
and Sarah Frazier were selected maids to participate in a revue at the Weakley County Fair

Bub Moran is on the
guy on the right.

Don't know exactly where they are but it's somewhere south by the look of the palm trees and moss.

Updated September 22 2014
The beauty pageant was held in 1936.  She was the daughter of Joseph Craddock Vaughan and  Kate Elizabeth Trobaugh.

Wednesday, May 8, 2013

1908 Soda Fountain Postcard from Fred, Fulton MO

We have no idea who Fred was but he took a great picture.  The postcard is dated Aug. 25, 1908 and postmarked Fulton Missouri.  It was sent to Jim Moran of Dresden.

"Am working the Kodak one time.  This is where I dish slop. Fred"

This is a fascinating moment in time and I decided to dissect the picture and post closeups from the Hire's root beer barrel to the bottles flavoring.

Signs for a Frozen Phosphate 10 cents, Pineapple Rum, and a variety of spigots.

Close up of a barstool.

And a neatly stacked group of mugs.

I don't know if they called them "soda jerks" in 1908 but he looks over dressed and that white suit looks like a great target for stains.

Delightful flavorings to suit every taste.

Tuesday, May 7, 2013

A Visit with Bose Hutchcraft at Reelfoot Lake, 1936

Bose Hutchcraft and Jim Moran III, 1936
These two pictures were taken about 1936 at Reelfoot Lake.  The tall lanky fellow is Percy Bose Hutchcraft and the other guy is Jim Moran III.  On the far right side at Jim's elbow you can see a small boat and that's the boathouse behind the two men.

Bose Hutchcraft was born in 1875 in Kentucky.  It appears that Bose and his siblings moved to Tennessee settling in Obion and Lake counties.

Bose married Ida Dickey May 13 1892 in Obion and they had three children: Nannie, Lottie May and Joseph Freeman Hutchcraft.  Nannie married Elbert Spicer. Lottie married Johnnie Cochran and Joseph married Mary Earl Bell.  In census records Bose's occupation is fisherman.  I think Ida died between 1910 and 1920.  Bose was living in Hornbeak when he passed away on October 6, 1944.  He and several of his Hutchcraft kin are buried at Antioch Baptist Cemetery in Hornbeak.

Pictured below, left to right, are Maibelle Shumate Harris, Jim Moran, Bose Hutchcraft and Virginia Shumate Moran.

Maibelle was one of Virginia's sisters.  She had moved to Fort Worth Texas and married Newton Temple Harris Sr., one of the founders of the Fort Worth Warehouse and Transfer Company.  It's possible that Newton was the one behind the camera that day.  Maibelle and family are interred at Oakwood Cemetery in Fort Worth.

Behind them and to the right are cabins at the Lake and I wonder if that car which can be seen through the boathouse belonged to Jim.

Updated February 2, 2013

Came across a postcard of Jim Hutchcraft's Place on Reelfoot Lake.  Jim's parents are Joseph Freeman Hutchcraft and Mary Earl Bell.  Jim is the grandson of Bose.  The postcard is dated July 31 1958 and was sent from Jim Moran III to his infant grandson Charles Scott Moran.

Monday, May 6, 2013

As I Lay Dead One Day, ca 1898

This clipping was among the papers of James H. Moran III.  I was not able to locate an author and the first time it shows up in a google search is in Life Magazine volume 32 issue 816, 1898.  It was titled "Afterwards".  The clipping compares it to an earlier poem by Ben King ca 1894.

"This one from Life contains some features of Ben King's "If I Should Die To-Night"

As I lay dead one day,
  With all the people round,
"Poor boy!" I heard one say;
  "He'll soon be under ground.

"He owed me ten, but then"
  (He softly smoothed his brow),
"Twill not occur again;
  He cannot reach me now."

"How natural he looks,"
  Another said.  "Poor lad!
He was so fond of books--
  He borrowed all I had."

Another: "Poor, dear sould!
  He loved my dinners so!
How sad! Yet, on the whole
  "Twas best that he should go."

Another: "Ah! so young!
  So hard it is to think
His song was left unsung--
  They say he used to drink."

Another: "He was bright!
  How pitiful to fling
Such gifts away, He might
  Have done some clever thing."

And still another groaned,
  As in his chair he sank:
"His loss will be bemoaned--
  They say he was a crank."

As I lay dead one day,
  While waiting for the hearse,
I couldn't help but say;
  "This might have been much worse!"