Ozark Heritage, Volume III gives birth year as 1870; gravestone gives birth year as 1871.
Times were hard in the era they lived, supporting of family to the end. Sometimes through life we have our ups and downs in those moments when our life it seems it seems we'll drown but making for a stronger person to come around.
Alfred was an evangelist preacher by claim. He went by Mack by his friends, they proclaimed preaching was his game and walking for Christ was his fame.
He walked many miles through the years and to many communities he did go, as much as fifty miles in a day or so, taking the gospel Christ to those in need who wanted to live their life to a new and different creed.
I've heard of his bringing chickens back home to stew as payment of services due, for the dinner that his family would give thanks anew.
Having a country store for the neighbors supply, giving credit to those in need who couldn't buy. Spending time in Oklahoma to pay off his debt, eventually coming back to the county where his life had been spent.
And now to Nancy, going by Nannie, to the grandchildren that knew and her heritage of Cherokee Indian I've been told flowed through. but I guess in the end it doesn't really matter, even though it gives me a drop of pride, knowing I'm a very small part of that very proud tribe.
I'm guessing the Trail of Tears was her mother's plight, not knowing for sure, just wishful thinking in my hindsight, and at the end of her journey finding Wilson Cage in her flight.
Nancy was the housewife who took care of her five, and the many grandchildren that came into her life.
Alfred and Nancy were a special people with a Christian attitude, walking the straight and narrow much of their life. Showing their love to any that came through their door and passing the vision of their faith to the people that walked across their floor.
Great is the honor to be a great grandson of these two even though it's down the link a notch or two.
For their brief moment in time, living the example that others should do. In walking for Christ in the life they pursued, and for me just hoping to meet them one day when my life is through.
[Contributed by Lawrence Lough]
Times were hard in the era they lived, supporting of family to the end. Sometimes through life we have our ups and downs in those moments when our life it seems it seems we'll drown but making for a stronger person to come around.
Alfred was an evangelist preacher by claim. He went by Mack by his friends, they proclaimed preaching was his game and walking for Christ was his fame.
He walked many miles through the years and to many communities he did go, as much as fifty miles in a day or so, taking the gospel Christ to those in need who wanted to live their life to a new and different creed.
I've heard of his bringing chickens back home to stew as payment of services due, for the dinner that his family would give thanks anew.
Having a country store for the neighbors supply, giving credit to those in need who couldn't buy. Spending time in Oklahoma to pay off his debt, eventually coming back to the county where his life had been spent.
And now to Nancy, going by Nannie, to the grandchildren that knew and her heritage of Cherokee Indian I've been told flowed through. but I guess in the end it doesn't really matter, even though it gives me a drop of pride, knowing I'm a very small part of that very proud tribe.
I'm guessing the Trail of Tears was her mother's plight, not knowing for sure, just wishful thinking in my hindsight, and at the end of her journey finding Wilson Cage in her flight.
Nancy was the housewife who took care of her five, and the many grandchildren that came into her life.
Alfred and Nancy were a special people with a Christian attitude, walking the straight and narrow much of their life. Showing their love to any that came through their door and passing the vision of their faith to the people that walked across their floor.
Great is the honor to be a great grandson of these two even though it's down the link a notch or two.
For their brief moment in time, living the example that others should do. In walking for Christ in the life they pursued, and for me just hoping to meet them one day when my life is through.
[Contributed by Lawrence Lough]
Ozark Heritage, Volume III gives birth year as 1870; gravestone gives birth year as 1871.
Times were hard in the era they lived, supporting of family to the end. Sometimes through life we have our ups and downs in those moments when our life it seems it seems we'll drown but making for a stronger person to come around.
Alfred was an evangelist preacher by claim. He went by Mack by his friends, they proclaimed preaching was his game and walking for Christ was his fame.
He walked many miles through the years and to many communities he did go, as much as fifty miles in a day or so, taking the gospel Christ to those in need who wanted to live their life to a new and different creed.
I've heard of his bringing chickens back home to stew as payment of services due, for the dinner that his family would give thanks anew.
Having a country store for the neighbors supply, giving credit to those in need who couldn't buy. Spending time in Oklahoma to pay off his debt, eventually coming back to the county where his life had been spent.
And now to Nancy, going by Nannie, to the grandchildren that knew and her heritage of Cherokee Indian I've been told flowed through. but I guess in the end it doesn't really matter, even though it gives me a drop of pride, knowing I'm a very small part of that very proud tribe.
I'm guessing the Trail of Tears was her mother's plight, not knowing for sure, just wishful thinking in my hindsight, and at the end of her journey finding Wilson Cage in her flight.
Nancy was the housewife who took care of her five, and the many grandchildren that came into her life.
Alfred and Nancy were a special people with a Christian attitude, walking the straight and narrow much of their life. Showing their love to any that came through their door and passing the vision of their faith to the people that walked across their floor.
Great is the honor to be a great grandson of these two even though it's down the link a notch or two.
For their brief moment in time, living the example that others should do. In walking for Christ in the life they pursued, and for me just hoping to meet them one day when my life is through.
[Contributed by Lawrence Lough]
Times were hard in the era they lived, supporting of family to the end. Sometimes through life we have our ups and downs in those moments when our life it seems it seems we'll drown but making for a stronger person to come around.
Alfred was an evangelist preacher by claim. He went by Mack by his friends, they proclaimed preaching was his game and walking for Christ was his fame.
He walked many miles through the years and to many communities he did go, as much as fifty miles in a day or so, taking the gospel Christ to those in need who wanted to live their life to a new and different creed.
I've heard of his bringing chickens back home to stew as payment of services due, for the dinner that his family would give thanks anew.
Having a country store for the neighbors supply, giving credit to those in need who couldn't buy. Spending time in Oklahoma to pay off his debt, eventually coming back to the county where his life had been spent.
And now to Nancy, going by Nannie, to the grandchildren that knew and her heritage of Cherokee Indian I've been told flowed through. but I guess in the end it doesn't really matter, even though it gives me a drop of pride, knowing I'm a very small part of that very proud tribe.
I'm guessing the Trail of Tears was her mother's plight, not knowing for sure, just wishful thinking in my hindsight, and at the end of her journey finding Wilson Cage in her flight.
Nancy was the housewife who took care of her five, and the many grandchildren that came into her life.
Alfred and Nancy were a special people with a Christian attitude, walking the straight and narrow much of their life. Showing their love to any that came through their door and passing the vision of their faith to the people that walked across their floor.
Great is the honor to be a great grandson of these two even though it's down the link a notch or two.
For their brief moment in time, living the example that others should do. In walking for Christ in the life they pursued, and for me just hoping to meet them one day when my life is through.
[Contributed by Lawrence Lough]
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