Stephen Calvin Bailey was the son of Ansel and Rutha Tipton Bailey and his siblings were John M., Eliza Jane, Joseph, Hiram Madison, Mary Ann, Wiley Manning, Levada, Martha, Nellie, Sarah, Garrett Franklin 'George', William Sherman, and Josephine Parlaee.

Stephen married Zilpha Jane Griffith, daughter of John M . Griffith and Jane Ann Rogers, and her sister Paralee married Stephen's brother Wiley. Children of Stephen and Zilpha Jane were Arthur, Theodocia, Thomas, Loretta, Rutha, Stanton, and Everett. A little girl, Luzena, died as an infant.

Stephen and his family lived in the Padena community of Fannin County and many of them are buried in the old Wilscot Cemetery nearby. Sometime just before 1900 two of the sons, Stephen and Wiley, moved just across to the west side of the Toccoa River. Stephen went out in cold, snowy weather the last of February 1900 to check on his livestock, took pneumonia, called 'bilious fever' and died, leaving Jane with 7 children to raise alone. The baby, Everett, was just two years old. It was here where Stephen's parents, Ansel and Rutha, also lived in their later years.

When the Blue Ridge Lake and Dam were being built in 1926, Zilpha and her two sons who were still at home, Everett and Stanton, loaded all their earthly goods that would fit on an old oxen drawn wagon and came from their little home on the Toccoa River, over the newly built Kimsey Highway to find a new home in Polk County, Tennessee.

Sons, Arthur and Thomas, already married and with families, also came and bought farms in the area. Arthur and wife, Pearlie Davenport lived just outside the town of Benton, and Thomas and Florence Tarpley lived in Ocoee. Daughter Theodocia had married a barber, A. A. Miller, and moved to West Virginia, Loretta had married Peter E. Long and moved to Fort Payne, Alabama, and Rutha married John F. Tarpley and lived in Blue Ridge.

There was only one known picture of Stephen, a small tintype, that was given to a salesman who promised to make an enlargement for .50 cents - but sadly, that was the last seen of the precious tintype or the hard to come by .50 cents.

Writing about his father at the age of 90, Everett wrote, "Oh, Father Time could you please turn back the pages and let me see just a glimpse of my father's face, for I have no memory to hold on to and love."