Hello. My husband, Jerry, is a grandson of George Henry Yeley. I hear he Henry was born in Texas, but he wound up in Qulin, MO. There's more about Henry on the net; just can't find it right now. My husband's sister's name is Geneva; his nephew is William Franklin Yeley. I am surprised at the names this family has in common with yours. Here is some information about Henry:
(he said that his surname was as good backwards as it was forward) deserves
a few lines due to the well-known fact that he was such a lovable old hound
dog! As I'm sure that you have guessed he was terribly humped. He could
have just as well been called the "tambourine man", because he never went
to any social function without his musical instrument. We would see him
pass our place quite often in the evening heading to a social gathering
with his brown felt hat, white dress shirt and his ever present sleeve
garters bloused above the elbows and of course his well used tambourine. He
was a very popular person and was invited to most of the to-do's in town.
He attended the Pentecostal Church religiously and with a few shakes of his
tambourine and a hallelujah, amen brother, love you, sweet Jesus or bless
you Lord, at the high points of the sermon and always sat in the amen
Humpy was nine days older than dirt and frequently said that you can't keep
a good hillbilly down. He also said that if he didn't have silver in his
hair, gold in his teeth, and lead in his ass, he wouldn't be worth feeding
to the dogs! He thought about $1.25.
Humpy like most people would promise to dance at your wedding, if you would
do a favor for them, but with him a person knew that he wasn't just blowing
smoke. Humpy would say that a person was just camping out if they didn't
live in Missouri. He was not a happy camper. He never missed a square dance
because he loved to make that old rusty tack hit the floor and do that old
back-step. He said that square dancing was a pleasure and a half. Humpy
enjoyed any activity that encouraged a lot of hand clapping and foot
stomping. He would say, "If you can whistle the tune I will do the dance."
He enjoyed dancing more than eating an ice cream cone. He was always there
till-the-last-dog. Humpy had a happy heart.