The Pool

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When we were growing up in Manchester, Granddaddy Harry built a pool. It didn't qualify as a "Cement Pond". Fresh water came down from the lake, ie, Parkman Pond.

 Little fish could go swimming by and tickle your legs. Occasionally folks experienced real drama, when a snake was spotted and everyone rushed to get out of the pool. The picture doesn't show a large sliding board over to the left. What appears to be a little "island" was connected to shore by a boardwalk. There were concessions available.

I missed one event that we enjoyed talking about. A baptism took place at the pool. My step cousin, Bobby, wanted a better view and squeezed through the crowd to move to the front. In pushing through a lady fell into the pool.

My sister posted this photo on the blog "Growing up in Manchester, GA in the 60's. The comments are worth reading. . Just wondered if any of you ever went swimming or fishing out at Parkman's Pond, my granddaddy's old place. This is the pic of the "pool" (with lake water) behind Andrea, Peggy and Cindy Thompson's house. ....

Nancy NeSmith Williamson   When Peggy & I were in grammar school, I'd go spend the night at her house & we'd always go swimming in the "pool" :)    March 14, 2012 ...

William Milton   Your grandaddy did world record longest prayers in church. I know. I was there.  March 14 at 6:25pm ....

William Milton  Love Peggy and Andrea.   March 14 at 6:30pm ·....

Edward Milton   No story of Parkman's Pond should be without the mention of that great Fisherman: Fulton Bulloch. Once, when he had his picture taken by the Star Mercury, with a stringer of Fish from that Pond, he stuck them in a freezer, and would bring them out again quite some time later and have Ralph Rice take another picture. Ralph finally began to recognize the fish, if not the smell.  March 15 at 6:44am ....

Lillian Bulloch   Joe Thompson's wife was related to my daddy, he also did a lot of work for preacher Harry... March 15 at 9:47am ·....

Lillian Bulloch   Fulton was related to dad too, he was a real cutup, dad made all the little whirly gigs he had in his yard... March 15 at 9:50am ....

Mitzi White  My grandmother' Gladys Rollins Rivers' grew up there... (Her grandmother's mother was Elizabeth Parkman Barnes). Gladys' future husband, John B. Rivers, Sr. worked for the railroad and courted Gladys by riding a handcar out to the property.....I don't have the exact date at hand but was probably around 1915..... The pond was built to support a grist mill... March 15 at 4:05pm ·....

Robert Stribling   Fulton used to tell me about being shot down in the war. He landed in a whore house, and you can imagine what he said after that.........funny, funny guy!!!!  March 15 at 7:14pm ·....

Lillian Bulloch   yep, Fulton could tell some really tall tales, lol. March 15 at 9:08pm ....

Tommy Eubanks   Remember rolling bread balls and fishing off the docks when I was little. We had a row boat and also loved to fish for bass with my dad or uncle David   March 16 at 10:38am via mobile ....

Gaye Bennett Pappas   I remember being a little toe-head, walking behind granddaddy to one of the stocking lakes lots of times in the summer. He would roll and press a whole loaf of bread into a ball the whole time we walked and then it was wild to see the fish actually jump and swarm for the bread. March 16 at 3:42pm

John Bishop Harry

Birth: Mar. 7, 1774
Death: Feb. 10, 1868

John Bishop Harry and his wife Sarah Ann traveled to Lincoln County , NC on their honeymoon in a covered wagon. They settled in Lincolntown where he kept the old tavern and inn. By trade he was also a silversmith, clock maker and gunsmith.

In 1835 John Bishop, whose nickname was "John Bull", was a State Senator representing Lincoln County . He took an active part in the organization of Cleveland County in 1840-41. He help survey the new county and lay out the county seat, Shelby .

He surveyed the bounds of the new county (Cleveland NC) and laid out the court house square and the streets of Shelby, the county seat of the new county. Shortly after the new county was formed, he purchased a large tract of land in the southern end of the new county which on its south side joined the South Carolina state line. Here, he established his home on Buffalo Creek. Later he built a home and moved to a new location about 2 miles south of his first home. Here he lived the rest of his life. He established a great slave plantation on this farm which included about 8 square miles.

Buried ( Near Gaston, York Co. NC.?) in Old Shiloh Pres. Church cemetery about a half mile inside the South Carolina line from his big plantation and about 3 miles from his old home place.


An unfortunate accident befell John Bishop while returning from Raleigh on horseback. He was caught in a heavy thunderstorm and thoroughly drenched for hours. The dye from the red lining of his hat mixed with the rain and ran in his eyes. It injured his eyesight and he was almost blind during the last years of his life.

John Bishop owned many slaves and over a thousand acres between Buffalo Creek and the South Carolina line. The land lay along a stream called Jacob's Branch. There he built a large home for his wife and family. After the death of Sarah Ann, he sold his home to Major Borders. He moved two miles up the road and built a smaller, rectangular home with one large room, a fireplace in the south and two pot racks at the north end. He had a dozen slaves that lived nearby and assisted him. Here he lived out his last years in luxury and comfort. A beautifully executed will in his own handwriting shows that he was well educated. It is also interesting to note that a map of his property made by him showed the location of a money swamp where gold, silver and Confederate money was hidden during the War Between the States. The money swamp was never found.

s/o David & Anna Bishop Harry

A different side of W G Harry

As an adult looking back at my grandfather, he was an "old man" in his late 50's and beyond. We know parents and grandparents from our vantage point. Our children and grandchildren see us as the people we have become. These pictures are from the Universtiy of North Carolina college yearbook, the "Yackty Yack". They show his classmates view of who he was.

(As an aside, the yearbook did not play it safe in describing students. A number of comments regarding other students were very biting and judgemental.)

While I never thought of my grandfather as a "Bull Moose", the reference seems to apply to his defense of Teddy Roosevelt in a debate. Another article shows he was a big man on campus, he was on a select student government "Grand Council". Apparently it was a select group of student government campus representatives. Hope to include a picture and comments.






The young man in the lower picture is not identified. Mother told me that the college asked him to have an extremely young roommate. The young man was the youngest college student accepted at UNC at that time. Apparently he went on to become someone of prominence in some way. But this might not be the same person.

http://library.digitalnc.org/cdm/singleitem/collection/yearbooks/id/856   This is a link to the digital copy of the yearbook.

Granddaddy always felt close to UNC. Mother and I took him back for his 50th reunion.


In 1910 Granddaddy Harry was a census enumerator.

 https://familysearch.org/pal:/MM9.3.1/TH-267-11573-36460-11?cc=1727033&wc=M9WN-78J:1554826732  Try this link if you are interested in seeing his handwriting.

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Head	David F Harry	M	59	North Carolina
Wife	Fanny G Harry	F	60	North Carolina
Daughter	Maggie L Harry	F	22	North Carolina
Son	Woodfin G Harry	M	19	North Carolina
Son	Benjamin A Harry	M	18	North Carolina

 

Fort Frederick Maryland

Martin Harry served as a Sergeant guarding prisoners here during the Revolutionary War under Captain John Kershner. The fort's exterior lines are 355 feet from bastion point to bastion point. The fortification is one of the largest built by English conlonists in North America. The stone wall is about 18 feet high. At least three major buildings originally stood inside the wall.




The fort was started in 1756 at the time of the French and Indian War. There is a fair amount of information about the fort on the internet. The pictures I have are from reinactments at the Fort. Someday it would be interesting to take a family trip to see a reinactment.
















This is a sketch titled "Ruins of Fort Frederick, Washington Co., Maryland July 24, 1858".