Dencie Bennett & Alice Winnifred Bollinger Rawls
Kids: Alice,
Esther, Dencie, Virginia, Leona, Frona, James, Marie
I love the stories of Dencie &
Winnie, I feel like I’m watching a movie as I learn about their adventurous
lives. They didn’t join the church until they were young parents with children
of their own. Grandpa Dencie was orphaned at a young age, here’s a couple
stories from his youth:
During this
time my Sister had moved at Washburn, a small place in the Panhandle of Texas
[near Amarillo] where Mr. Bruner worked for the railroad. So, with the help of “Aunt Fannie” as I
always called my Old Black Mammie, I decided to go on a tramp. I started out to go to my Sister’s. I got out on the road trying to ride the
freights, ran out of money and was not half way on my journey. I met a Negro man and him and I ate parched
corn until we arrived back in Temple.
But I had a
determined mind and again started on the road.
This time I was a little more use to the ways and means of tramping, and
while I never got up the courage to ask for something to eat, I never refused
to eat what others were able to get. At
last on a cold night while riding the rods (The rods were iron rods running
from one end of the cars to the other, underneath the cars) I arrived at a stop
and being cold I strolled to the station and found I was at the end of my
journey. I asked the way to my Sister’s
house and were they surprised!
Here’s another story of when he joined
the Navy. Although he was only 15 years old, he had no parents so he was
allowed to sign on:
The trip to
New York was my first on water and turned out to be quite an experience. We had not been aboard ship very long when I
got in with the ship’s cook. We hit it
off together pretty good. He fed me all
the cake, pie and ice cream I could hold and I washed and dried dishes. The ship soon began to pitch and roll, gently
at first, [but] as we began to hit the larger waves she began to buck.
All of us
would go up in the bow of the ship and watch the porpoises swimming. They were large fish, up to 10 or 12 feet in
length. They would play like a bunch of
kids darting here and there, first on one side and then on the other. As I watched them I began to feel *****, kind
of sick at the stomach. The more the
ship rolled, the worse I felt. I got so
sick I began to feed the fishes.
The things I
had ate I heaved over the side of the ship.
Soon I was so sick I took to my bead and was there for three days. Just to mention food to me was to start all
over again. I was so sick I wished I
could die. Then I began to feel
better. I ventured back to the
cook. He sure gave me a laugh, and a
surprise. He had fed me all that cake
and pie knowing it would make me sick.
Said if I got a good spell of sea sickness the first time it would not
serve me so bad any more.
Then we had a
storm. (Up to now none of the other
fellows had been very sick, some had felt bad but not down like I had
been.) And now did the Old Ship really
buck, but the more she rolled the better I liked it. Not so with the rest of the boys. Now I was up, they were down.
Winnie
and Dencie met at a country picnic when she was 17. They courted for about a
year, but she never allowed him to kiss her until after they were engaged. They
were married at the Belton Justice of the Peace office, accompanied by a small
group of friends.
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