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The Fletcher Family Story
As Told by Mattie Tucker
Written by Pattie Carter
My father was a stubborn man at times, but he was a good man.
Frank was always afraid someone woule think he didn't know what he was
doing. He was a smart man, but like me, did not know how to show it. Frank
went to school for about one month in his lifetime. He had gotten himself an
old blue back speller and taught himself to read and write. My father could
pronounce words that even I can't pronounce to this day. He could read and
understand more than most people of those days. If he would of had a little
help, I believe he could of been President.
Before papa married my mother, he was quite the rounder in his
young days. By the way he talked about himself and the boys (his friends)
they would ride their horses at night. They would drink and have a good ol'
time. Frank had a black friend that he thought the world of. They rode together
and slept under the same roof and stars on many nights. In those days, that
was something that just was not done. Although after he married, he was
always right there to help take care of us kids and I never saw him take a drink
in all of my life.
Frank and Allie met in Hamilton, Texas. They married in Lampasas,
Texas. In our family there was four boys and three girls. (Laquita Jane
'Fletcher' Spurlock called 'Janie' has mommas second marriage license. The
first was burned when her house burned down in Tucumcari, New Mexico) My
brothers and sisters and their children are: Lillian Winnie 'Tinker' Fletcher;
Jennie Jane Fletcher; John Franklin 'Son' Fletcher; Clyde Linsy Fletcher; Mattie
Muriel Fletcher; Eugene Victor Debbs 'Cub' Fletcher; and Ben Henry 'Bud'
My earliest memory was hearing momma tell about when papa and
her were baptized. We living in Reed, Greer County, Oklahoma at the time,
I was about three or four years old. It was a sunday afternoon and there had
been a big Church of Christ meeting going on there. Momma and papa were
going to get baptized in the creek just below where we lived. Momma got sick
with fever that day, and papa didn't want her to go into the water. Momma got
out of her bed and told papa if he was going to get baptized that, then was too.
Momma said when she came up out of the water, her fever was gone, that she
felt really good. To my knowledge, my mother never had another fever for the
rest of her life. This is FAITH, and everyone should think about this.
When we lived in Oklahoma I was very young and I don't remember
much about being there. We left Oklahoma in February of 1916 when Bud
was just three months old. Our destinatiion was Colorado, papa was going to
homestead land there. We left out in a covered wagon, with five milk cows, a
wire coup with come chickens, a saddle horse called 'Old Snip' and a dog we
all loved name 'Coaley'. On the side of the wagon papa tied a barrel of water
so we would have water on the long trip. When we left out for Colorado in
February, we passed our old school house and all the kids and the teacher
lined up by the road to wave goodbye. Tinker was crying of course because
she was leaving behind a boyfriend.
We had traveled all that day before we missed our ol' dog Coaley.
He did not follow us when we left out that day. All the tears and excitement
of leaving, and leaving behind good friends and how we would miss them.
We forget to make sure Coaley knew we was not going back. When we
finally discovered that Coaley did not follow, papa took the saddle horse.
He had to ride back about ten miles to find Coaley, our dog.
When we got to Amarillo, Potter County, Texas, we met the Durrett
family. Mr. Durrett had liked the looks of papa's horses and he tried like
everything to talk papa into trading him his horses. My father was not about
to give up his team. That day there was a terrible wind and sand storm in
Amarillo. Mr. Durrett invited us to wait the storm out at his camp just outside
of town. We spent the rest of the day and night with them and played with
their kids. We all got along so well that the Durretts decided to travel the rest
of the way to Colorado with us. Our families have been such good friends
since then. (This is also how Tommy and Jane met and married)
It took us three long months to get to Colorado from Oklahoma.
Somewhere the along the way, my papa must of got bored or depressed or
something. We came to a big ol' sign board of a thing and papa wrote on this
board the had a bunch of little kids and we were all hungry and crying and
needed help. I really don't know what made him do that, we were all just fine.
We traveled up the same road in our covered wagon when about an hour later,
here comes a car. (Yes, at this time cars were a new item) This ol' man drove
up, stopped and asked papa if he was the one with all the hungry children.
Papa laughing and making a joke of it all, cause we weren't hungry, there was
nothing wrong with any of us.
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