~ The pieces are all sewn together, stitched with love.........and a quilt tells a story and the story is our past ~
The Arrowood family immigrated from England to Maryland in the 1700's. They went south, eventually settling in the mountains of North Carolina. Later , some went further south, into the Piedmont of North Carolina, in search of work and a better way of life.
I am in search of my family.
I search for those that came before me, and lived their lives as best they could. I am in search of their stories, how they lived, and how they loved.
I shared this love of seeking the past with my Dad, sharing each new finding with him, the thrill in his heart intermingling with mine. I continue this search in his honor, and hope to know these people of ours when I join up with them all in heaven.
~ Steve Lewis Arrowood 1932-2008 ~
Come with me, back to a simpler time and place. A place far removed from the hectic pace of today. To a time when life was hard, but the rewards were great. When your quality of life was determined by your own sweat, your own toil, and your own ingenuity.
Would you like a glass of sweet tea? Let's sit out on the porch where we will catch the sweetly scented breeze of summertime. Maybe Grandma will fry up some of her wonderful chicken... Time slows here.
"We shape our lives not by what we carry with us, but what we leave behind."
~You live as long as you are remembered.~
"Our most treasured family heirlooms are our sweet family memories. " Author: Unknown
"But those who came before us will teach you. They will teach you from the wisdom of former generations."
Thursday, July 17, 2014
The husband of Mary Jane Peavy, Joel Peavy passed away and entered Heaven on July 14, 2014.
Godspeed, Joel. We will miss you greatly.
Mary Jane is the granddaughter of Mary Jane Arrowood, (who was the daughter of Welzia and granddaughter of Samuel Augustus Arrowood).
Saturday, June 7, 2014
My Grandmother saved the rind of a watermelon and instead of throwing it out, sliced it, cooked and candied it. Of course, I had to try this.
Aunt Ann remembers it well. She said it was delicious. And she is right.
Think 'Lemon Gummy Bears". They are translucent medallions of chewy sweetness.
I like that they are all natural with no chemical preservatives. The rind candied is preserved.
Not sure they will last for very long around here...
I used lemon juice and the zest of two lemons and some cinnamon, nutmeg and vanilla to flavor.
Sugar to taste. Recipe online. Fairly easy to do!
I got about two quarts of candy from a small melon.
How Old Timey is that? Grin
Saturday, March 8, 2014
Robert Henry Arwood (Arrowood)
|Robert Henry (right)|
Robert on the other hand was a bit of a dreamer and intelligent in many astonishing ways. He could play the piano, the violin (fiddle), the banjo, mandolin, dulcimer, and the guitar. He did this all by ear having never learned to read music. He could simply listen to a tune and then sit down and play it. He also had the ability to write or eat perfectly well with either his right or left hand. His keen mind was first noticed in the summer of 1913, when a doctor stayed in Pigeon Roost for the summer. The doctor was either at or staying near Rev John Henry’s Farm. The doctor and his wife, having no children of their own, made Rev John Henry and Nora a proposition; because he had observed all the children for couple of months and he had seen Robert Henry's shrill brilliance (as he put it), he asked to take Robert Henry as his ward and he and his wife would raise him as their own. Robert Henry would be allowed to return home to Pigeon Roost every summer and keep his own last name. In exchange the doctor wanted Robert Henry to attend a university and then medical school in the Piedmont section of North Carolina. Robert Henry would then return to intern with his new stepfather, then practice with him and finally assume his practice when he grew old. After a month’s consideration Rev John Henry disregarded this offer, for he couldn't live with the idea of giving up a child no matter how hard Nora pleaded. Nora thought that it was fitting and maybe the Lord's will that Robert being the seventh son, of a seventh son of seventh, of a seventh son that he should be a Physician ( many mountain people believed that the seventh son of a seventh son was given power to heal the sick). Robert Henry truly wanted to take this opportunity and for the whole of his life he purchased and read medical books due to his interest in medicine. Vertie (Robert Henry’s wife) always said he quietly lamented about this, for being a physician was his secret dream since that doctor who had made the offer and had given him a few books on medicine to read while Rev JH contemplated the idea of letting him leave the farm, his parents, and eleven siblings behind.
|USS Epping Forest|
|Rev. John Henry, Nora and family|
Twins, Robert Henry and Henry Robert on right.
|Henry Robert, Vertie, Robert Henry and children|
|Vertie, Robert Henry and Sons|
|Reverend John Henry and Nora Arwood|
Robert and Vertie are buried in Sinking Creek Cemetery outside of Johnson City TN along with Rev John Henry, Nora, Dallas C. and Alice Arwood.
Tuesday, October 8, 2013
Thursday, August 29, 2013
Beside of her parents, little Liddie Arrowood lies. She died from Typhoid Fever, just as her father, William Grant did. May she rest in peace.