I am Fannye's youngest daughter, Catherine Lois. My family calls me Lois, but I have been known as Catherine my entire adult life.
There is quite a bit about the Holloway line that we are from on the Holloway board here. There are several different descendents from the three Holloway brothers from Alabama on this board. I have communicated with another branch of the family through Pricey Holloway's brother, James M. Holloway. Pricey is our great grandmother. She was Charles M. Holloway's mother. Charles M. was your father, Buster's, father. I never called your dad, Charley or C.D.. I use to call your brother C.D.
Yeah, I think our family had that bit of Indian story telling in them. My mom use to entertain us before TV with story about your daddy, her father and her family. Growing up on the creek were my favorite.
My mom had a scar under her fingernail where a squirrel that was not quite dead bit her when she picked it up. According to mom, Beauty could shot a squirrel through the eye saving all the meat for eating. That is why the shotgun was taken from her when her father was shot in front of her. She swore she could remember that day. Billye and Mrytle said she could not have remembered it since she was very young when it happened. One might remember something that dramatic. She said Beauty was screaming, "Get my shotgun." Mom said she got it but she was so small that she had to carry it cradled in her arms. When she reached the front gate, she could not get through due to the width of the gate as opposed to the length of the gun. She said she remembered a man leaning over her and saying, Here little lady let me help you with that. He took the gun. She said it was because he knew if Beauty got that gun, she would shot them. Aunt Mrytle said that the gun was kept over the mantle and Mom could not have reached it. The sheriff shot Charley as he pulled in the drive. They were all gamblers and according to Mom, they had lost a lot of money to Charley and they killed him. I have not found any newspaper articles yet, but there was a trial. I don't know if the sheriff was found guilty or not. Aunt Mrytle told me that the sheriff begs her to come see him on his death bed. He begs her for forgiveness, but she said she would never forgive him for shotting her father.
To the older girls Charley Holloway was a god. To my Mom, he was just a man, her father. She loved him but did not worship him. The older girls remembered him better. Of course, you dad never knew him. Daddy Hall raised him.
Your dad was a character. When he was young, he came to visit us quite a few times. He would pick up us kids and walk us across the ceiling of our kitchen. We burn coal oil and it smoked up the ceiling. All we had to do to remember Uncle Buster was to look at the ceiling. It had little footprints all over the ceiling.
Another story about your dad was after he came home from the war, he pulled some crazy stunts.
Once he was going to blow some stumps on the Farm where he and your mom were living. He tied dyamite around his waist. He did not have the caps in it. He rode the bus to Mayfield. The bus was empty by the time he got to Mayfield from Cameron, Texas. All the people had gotten off even though it was not their stop. At least, this was one of the tales Mom told me.
Also, there was a movie made based on your dad experiences in the war. He was Navy and his landing craft was shot out from under him. Beauty got the telegram that said he was missing in action. He went on a fought with the Marines. It was quite awhile before he was found. I actually saw the movie when I was young, but I don't remember the name of it.
Uncle Buster was also the person who shot Ben Milam in the town square. The statue that is. Shot him with a shotgun. Mom said that was true. I don't even know if that statue is still there.
I never knew Pricey of course. She died in early 1900 before Charley met Beauty. She was Indian. That is why they were not married. A white man could not marry an Indian. I have not found proof of it yet. But many different family members that I have reconnected with have said that. She was either Cherokee or Chotaw. The land in Oklahoma that was given to the Holloways is in the Chotaw Reservation. Aunt Billye actually lived in Oklahoma for awhile.
Aunt Billye had a picture of Charley at one time. I don't know who has it now. My sister Mrytle said that she saw it one time. She said he looked like an Indian. Jet black hair, hook nose, dark skin and all. A very handsome man.
The Holloway name is English but there are Indians with the name Holloway. (Holiway, Holoway, Holaway)
I always thought English too. Especially looking at your dad. My mom had jet black hair. It was very shiny, blue black with very little wave.
Pricey's children's father was named Roach. That is English. I read where Henry M.Roach's father bought the land along with several other men that was the town square of the town where they settled. His name was Charles Lewis Roach. I have the cemetery list where his parents are buried. But Henry is not in that cemetery. I don't know where he is bured. I have seen his will giving all his world goods to Pricey's four children. He names them.
I am glad you got to know Beauty. She was a great lady especially since she never went to school that I know, was from Arkansas, one of fifteen children from Irish/Scottish blood. When she met Charley, she was fourteen years old. Her hair had never been cut and she had never worn a pair of shoes. She survived two husbands, numerous cancers, delivering fourteen children and buried eight of them. There were two or three sets of twins. I found one son that died before your dad was conceived. Mom never told me about this one. Maybe she did not know. He died in 1920.
Yet, through all of this, I don't think she had a mean bone in her body.
Yes, I live near Austin. I work in Austin.
I like to tell these stories about the family online so that others can share it. I did not hear about your mother passing until after the funeral. I did not hear about Aunt Billye until after the funeral.
I visited Pebble Grove last year with my daughter and grand daughter. So many graves added since I was at Beauty's funeral. It made it more real to see the graves of all of the people I had known and loved. I did not know that your brother,Bill, had died. I might have been in Atlanta and no one bothered to tell me. The last time I saw him, he was at the Farm with long blonde hair. I don't remember the year now.
I talk to Billye Lake ever once in awhile.
Put in a search on the board for Pricilla Holloway and you will pick up alot of the information about the Holloway family in Alabama and Texas.
Nice to find you.