Flemon Eli Watson is the son of John Francis & Nancy Emeline (Jennings) Watson.
His first marriage was to Clara Belle Smith. They were wed April 26, 1898 in Newton Co. Arkansas. Together they had two children. Their first child was Jose 'Fine' Watson and their last child was an infant that died at birth.
After Clara's death Flemon married Anna Victoria 'Annie' (Self). They were married in Newton Co. Arkansas March 27, 1904. Together they had twelve children. Their names are;
Sarah
Ader Abigail
Harriet Melvina 'Mell'
George Washington
'Lewis' James
John O.
Nancy
Leta Jane 'Leedy'
'Francis' Garfield
Ida Elizabeth
Mae Adeline
Nola May
The inscription on his gravestone says,
"He Died as He Lived, A Christian"

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A few years ago I was talking to Aunt Ida, one of Uncle Flemon's daughters. I was telling her about this picture I had of her dad, the one with the flower in his lapel.
She laughed and proceeded to tell me the story behind the flower and the picture.
Seems she and one of her sisters were visiting their mom and dad and she asked her dad, Uncle Flemon, if she could take his picture. He told her that he'd let her take his picture if they'd drag off an ole hog of his that had died the night before.
Aunt Ida said that she thought he was teasing them but he turned and let the way to the barn and sure enough, there lay the dead hog.
She and her sister each grabbed a leg and over the hill they went with it to leave it our away from the house so it wouldn't be stinkin the place up.
When they got back to the house their dad was standing there grinnin at them. She told him that she'd get her camera, that he owed her a photo.
After she'd gone to the car and gotten her camera she was all set to take his picture when he ambled over and picked a flower from one of her mom's flower bushes, stuck it in the button hole on his lapel, put his arm around his wife, Aunt Annie and told her to fire away, that he was ready to fulfill his end of the bargain.
She and I laughed all through the telling of the story.
She asked if I'd send her a copy of the picture, which I was happy to do.
The story of Uncle Flemon, his flower and the dead hog makes this picture priceless.
The picture I have is of the two of them, Uncle Flemon & Aunt Annie