Apache Cornbread

I spend a lot of time looking for new recipes.  When I find a good one that I want to share, I thought I'd post it here! 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

1	Cup	Corn meal
1	Cup	Milk
1	Cup	Flour
1/4	Cup	Shortening
4	Tsp	Baking powder
1	Large	Egg
1/2	Tsp	Salt
1	Can	Creamed corn

Mix together and set aside.

1	Pound	Ground beef
2	Large	Onions
1	Small can	Jalapeño peppers (diced)
2	Small cans	Green Chilies (diced)
1/2	Pound	Sharpe cheddar cheese

Finely chop onions.  Brown ground beef & sauté onions.  When just about done, add peppers.  Salt and pepper to taste.  Grate the cheese.

Pour 1/2 corn meal mixture into a well greased iron skillet.  Add beef mixture.  Top with cheese.  Cover with remaining corn meal mixture. 

Bake at 425 for 35 to 40 minutes or until golden brown.

Grandma Curry's Family...The Butcher Side

I found some interesting information about the Butcher side of the family...first here is the Butcher family tree. Note: I was not able to substantiate a lot of this...and relied heavily on the work of other people...so there is a margin of error build into the information I am about to share.


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I traced Grandma Curry's family all the way back to 1593 in St. Lawrence Jewry, London England and the baptism of her 10th Great-Grandfather, Thomas Goodfellow. His father, as listed on the copy of his baptismal record below, was Jon Goodfellow. I have to assume that because I was able to go back so far that this family had some profession, although I did not find anything else about them until I stumbled upon some cemetery records from Surrey County North Carolina.














James Butcher, Grandma Curry's Great-Grandfather, was born in Tingewick Buckinghamshire England in 1757. He married Sarah Sally Prichett and at some point sets sail for America. They lived in Surrey County North Carolina. There is an abandoned private cemetery in Rockford North Carolina that is said to be the James Butcher Family Cemetery. Click this link to read about the cemetery. Buried there are the father, James Sr, his wife Sally, their daughter Margaret, their son James Jr, his wife Elizabeth Freeman, their son Chadwell and his wife Frances. That would be a neat place to visit.

I found in the 1900 Census a listing for a farmer in Walnut Grove Missouri by the name of Thomas Jefferson Butcher Jr. He was head of household and a 43 year old widower. His wife, Josephine Ann Evans, passed away in 1895, just two years after Grandma Curry was born. He had a total of 6 children in the house...all in school. Their names were Fred 17, Claude 14, Nellie 12, Julia 10, Malinda 9 and Lela 6. He had a niece named Shaull Fannie who was 19 years old living with him at this time. One neat thing to note here...you will see an entry in that same page of the census that lists Stephen Evans, who is Josephine's father. At this time he is a 64 year old widower with 4 young children at home and his mother Melinda 83 also lives with them. Stephen is also a farmer. This same year Thomas Jr married Lydia Hengon.







The 1910 census again shows Thomas Jefferson Butcher married to second wife Liddie Butcher living with Lizzie (Lela) 19, Marie 6 and Wilbur 2. In the 1920 census, Wilbur 63 and Lydia live with their two young children Marie 16 and Wilbur 12.







In that same 1920 census we see RJ Curry and (Lela) Lizzie after they homesteaded in Colorado with 2 kids...Myrtle R. (7) and Grace V. (4.5). Was Aunt Ruth's name MYRTLE!?






Grandma and Grandpa Curry married on April 24, 1911 in Polk County and had 5 daughters. The marriage license states that he was over 21 and she was over 18... but she was born in 1893, which made her 17, just shy of her 18th birthday, when they married.

Murphy/Cody Family Tree

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This is my Grandfather. His name is Edmund Philip Murphy. He was born in the state of Connecticut in December of 1922. He married Genevieve Curry and they had 4 children. Their names are Margaret Mary Murphy, James Patrick Murphy, Ann Marie Murphy and John Kendall Murphy. They have eleven grandchildren and at the time this is being written they have 7 great grandchildren with one more on the way. Grandpa had a long career in the military. The family lived all over, including California, Mississippi, England and Colorado, where they now call home. I decided to research my family history to see what I could learn about our family of 34.

Grandpa's father's was John Kendall Murphy. He was born September 8, 1885 also in Connecticut. He died in 1940. Census records from 1900 show my Great-Grandfather living in Bridgeport in Fairfield County Connecticut at the age of 14. Both of his parents were born in Ireland. At that young age, he did not live with his parents and he was not in school. He worked as a shirt cutter, which carried him through a life long career as a Tailor. He lived with a Cousin named Bridge Puchy (or at least that is what it appears to be...handwritten and hard to decipher) who was 36 years old (immigrated from Ireland 1880) and her three nieces, Edy Murphy who was 23 (immigrated from Ireland 1884), Mary A. Murphy who was 21 (immigrated from Ireland in 1884) and Malley E. Murphy who was 16 (born in New York).

I came across my Great-Grandfather John's WW1 Draft Card:

I found a 1930 census that showed my Great Grandparents, John K Murphy and May Frances Cody Murphy living with her parents, John Cody and Hattie E Cody along with my Grandfather, who was just 7 years old and his brother John Jr who was just a baby. My Great-Grandfather, John, was a Clothing Merchant and his father-in-law (my Great-Great Grandfather) was a police officer with the rank of Lieutenant, at that time.

John Kendall Murphy's parents were Philip Murphy and Mary Traehey. They were born in Cork County, Ireland. Unfortunately, I was not able to find out anything further about them.

My Great-Grandmother's name was May Frances Cody (John's wife), but we called her Nana. She was born on August 5, 1893. I actually did get to meet her when I was a child. She was a wonderful woman and I feel so lucky that I got to meet her. At the time she lived in Clearwater, Florida with her brother Edmund Cody, who was a retired Monsignor in the Catholic Church, and their cousin Irene, who we called Aunt Irene. My mother and I went to visit them before we moved to Germany somewhere around 1978. I remember sleeping on a fold out couch in their sun room and playing cards with them. They had a very chubby dachshund that they fed food they cooked for her on their living room couch. I have never seen such a spoiled dog! Nana died March 19, 1982. This is a picture of her:

Nana's parents were John J. Cody (born June 1866 in Connecticut) and Hattie E. Cripps (born May 1866 in Massachusetts). They were married in Connecticut in 1893. According to the 1880 census, Hattie was working in the cotton mill at age 14. John and Hattie had three children, May Frances Cody (My Great-Grandmother Nana), Edmond R. Cody (Uncle Edmond, born 1896) and A. Edward Cody (born 1897). Hattie's mother Mary lived with them at this time.

John J. Cody's parents were John J. Cody Sr. (He was born 1836 in Kilkenny County Ireland and Ann F. Cody (born 1840 Kilkenny County, Ireland.) This is the passenger list from the Ship called the Atmosphere that carried him to New York City from Liverpool England. He arrived in New York on March 20, 1865 when he was 29 years old. Presumably Ann was with him as just one year later their son John Jr was born.

According to the 1880 census they had three children, John Jr, Thomas and Elizabeth. John was a Rail Road laborer. John J. Cody Sr's mother's name was Margaret Cody (born in 1802 in Ireland). Hattie Cripps parents were Matthew A. Cripps (born 1830 in British America) who was a carpenter by trade, and Mary Cripps (born about 1830 also in British America).

This is an excerpt from a recent letter I received from my Grandfather, with a little information about the family history:

"My Dad's parents were Philip & Mary Murphy and they came from County Cork in Ireland. Grandma Murphy's maiden name was Traehey. They were both dead long before I was born.

My Grandma Cody's maiden name was Cripps and her first name was Hattie. Mary was my great grandma's first name. The Cripps family were all cousins of Sir Stafford Cripps, the Chancellor of the Exchequer under Clement Attlee, the Prime Minister at the end of WWII.

My Dad's siblings were Edward William (Ed) , Mary (Mame) who was my Godmother, Helen who was called Nell.

My Great Grandfather Cody was John J Cody Sr. He came from Kilkenny County Ireland and never learned to read. He was a section hand on the New Haven Rail Road. He learned how to sign his name on his checks. When he died he owned 7 tenement houses and a store on Warren Street in Bridgeport, Connecticut. My Pa used to collect the rents each month after he inherited the property. His only brother, Jimmy, had died as a young man.

My Mom told me that Great Grandpa Cody was thrilled to hold me on his lap when I was little baby. He died when I was two years old."

My next family tree blog will be about my Grandmother's Curry/Butcher Family.

Visit with the Kids

Just got back from another great visit with Michelle and family. We had a lot of fun! We went out to eat at Carabas the first night which was yummy!

We played Risk...who ever knew we were so competative?! Wells held the black armies in this game...you can see from the board that he is quite good world domination!

Stevens lost his second tooth!

We also went to Chuck E Cheese and Frankie's Fun Park.

We got to swim and stayed in so long we had prune hands!

Wells came home with Aunt Martney to spend a few days with Grandpa. All in all it was a great visit and I got to spend time with my three favorite people in the whole world!

The Tooth Fairy Visits Tonight!

Congratulations on losing your first tooth, Stevens!
You are getting so old, I can't believe it!

Just Before the Perfect Photo...

It is not often that we get to see and appreciate the moments leading up a great photo. You might be the subject of the picture and only aware of yourself hoping your hair looks good and that the light is flattering. You might be the photographer worried about framing the shot and trying to get everyone to smile and look at you at the same time. Then again you might be in the background oblivious that a photo is even being taken...just rear ends (and voices) in the back ground. Well...if you are Aunt Martney and forget to switch from video back to photo on your camera you might be lucky enough to catch a moment seen by few...just before the flash...

The Frederick/Mullins Family Tree

On this Father's Day Eve, I thought it would be appropriate to begin my series of Blogs on my Family Tree. I have spent the last several months researching and it has been so much fun learning about where I came from!

This is a fan of the Frederick - Mullins sides of the family, or my Dad's Mom's family.

My Grandmother's name is Lowell Frederick Stevens.

Lowell married Ray Guice Stevens (1914-1991). This is a picture of them on their wedding day in 1944: They had two children. The first was my dad, Frederick Mitchell Stevens, born in 1946 in Greenville, Alabama. (He was born in Greenville because that was were the hospital was, but they actually lived in Evergreen, Alabama.)

This is Dad, Frederick Mitchell Stevens, at 3 months old in 1946...
Dad at 3 Years old in 1949 (love those dirty knees!)...this picture was taken on the front porch of Papa Guice's store in Pine Level, Alabama.
Dad in his band uniform (he played the trumpet)...

Just 12 years later they had a daughter named Rachel Ann Stevens...

Rachel a little older...

I love this picture...the whole family! (Ray Guice Stevens, Frederick Mitchell Stevens, Rachel Ann Stevens and Lowell Frederick Stevens)

My Grandmother, Lowell, was born in Bear Creek Alabama which is in Marion County.

This Lowell as a little thing in Bear Creek...
She was the oldest of 4 children. Here they are in 1936 (Tommie Frederick, Mary "Sue" Frederick, Paul Frederick and Lowell Frederick)

Here they are at the Frederick Family Reunion in 1989.

This is a picture of the sisters...Lowell, Sue and Tommie.

This is my grandmother Lowell and her brother Paul in 1939...

This is her brother Paul when he was stationed in London England during WW2! He met his wife Peggy when he was there. They had two children, Paula and Paul, both named after Paul.

I don't know who else is in this picture...but this is a picture of Paul and Peggy in England during the war.

This is the three girls with their mother Alice in 1942. It is striking how much taller they were than their mother! The funny thing is...I know how tall my grandmother is...from this picture you'd think she was an amazon woman. But that is not true! She is maybe 5'7" or 5'8". Their mom was just a little tiny woman!

In this picture of my Great-Grandparents, Floyd and Alice...you can really see where the girls get their height!

I LOVE this picture of my Great-Grandmother, Alice Frederick. She just looks like a kicky little woman just hanging out with the logs and having a great time! This is actually on their property and all that wood is wood they cut for their own use to heat their home and cook! WOW...that is a lot of work! My Grandmother has always told us stories about growing up during The Great Depression. They would use flower sacks as cloth and they would make gorgeous pieces of linen. I am lucky enought have a few of those pieces that she has given me over the years.
This is my Great-Grandfather Floyd with two of his daughters, Tommie and Sue...
This is a great photo of the whole Frederick gang! (Floyd Monroe Frederick, Sarah "Alice" Mullins, Paul Frederick, Lowell Mae Frederick, Tommie Frederick and Mary "Sue" Frederick)
My Great-Grandparents were Floyd Monroe Frederick (1893 - Oct 9, 1960)
and Sarah "Alice" Mullins Frederick (1896 - 1966)

Floyd was a soldier in WWI. This is a great photo of him from the war in 1918.

This is a copy of his actual WW1 Draft Registration Card! In my life I was lucky enough to know many of my Great-Grandparents...but these two died before I was born. Alice died of cancer. My Grandmother tells stories of how she dropped everything to go home to Hackleburg to be at her mother's side and care for her.


This is an article that was written by my Grandmother's brother Paul about his father. I loved reading this because it really gave me an idea of who my Great-Grandfather was. My Grandmother has shown us a copy of the Sacred Harp Songbook with the songs he wrote in it. It was neat to get to read this article! We should all be so lucky to die doing what we love!


Floyd M. Frederick: A Tribute to My Father
by Paul Frederick
This article is reprinted from the October 1994 issue of Huntsville Sacred Harp Newsletter.I have been around Sacred Harp singings as long as I can remember. My father, Floyd Monroe Frederick, was a lover of Sacred Harp music and faithfully supported the singings in and around his community during his lifetime. My mother, Sarah Alice Mullins Frederick, did not sing but she supported my father by preparing large baskets of food to help feed the visiting singers for all local singings.
God had a place of honor at our home. Our Dad taught us to love ourselves and one another. He valued hard work, urging us to always do our best. He shared his love of music with us. With his beautiful treble voice he sang and taught Sacred Harp music in north Alabama and Mississippi. In the summertime after supper our family often sang together on the porch of our home. And oftentimes we would gather and sing at the homes of friends and neighbors who loved to sing.
My Dad carried me to singings as early as I can remember and when he would be called to direct the singing, I would go with him and hold his leg. When I could remember the tunes, I would try to sing with him. After I was grown he would relate to me some of these times which he said were joyous occasions in his life.
He composed several songs during his singing career, but never had one published in the Sacred Harp songbook until the 1960 revision. One of his songs was published in the 1958 revision of The Christian Harmony. While he was composing these songs he would delight in getting my sisters and I together in order to sing all parts.
The last singing I attended with him was at Mountain Home Church near the little town of Bear Creek in Marion County, Alabama on the second Sunday in September 1960. This was the first time that I had the opportunity to use the new 1960 revision of the Sacred Harp book. Dad asked me to direct, with him, one of the four new songs written by him that was published in this edition.
On the second Sunday in October 1960 I was preparing to leave my home in Birmingham to come to Huntsville when I received a phone call with the news that my father was in the hospital at Hamilton, Alabama suffering from a severe heart attack. He had attended the Sacred Harp singing at the Courthouse in Fulton, Mississippi on that Sunday. During the afternoon session he collapsed while directing the song "Anthem on the Saviour." He led to the place where the key changed to A Major, and the last words he spoke before he fell were, "The next we hear of this blessed Saviour." He never regained consciousness, but he left this life with a song in his heart.
[(Huntsville Sacred Harp Newsletter) Editor's Note: Paul Frederick and his wife, Peggy, have been ardent Sacred Harp supporters in Huntsville (Alabama). Like his parents before them, Paul and Peggy are faithful to support singings, including provision of large baskets of food.]
My next "family tree" blog will look into further into the Mullins and Frederick Families. I don't have many more photos...but I did find some interesting family facts to share!

Until next time...
Martha