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The old homestead on Ware mountain, near Centralia, WV

The Skidmore Family of West Virginia

By Stannie Anderson

This book is dedicated to the memory of two Skidmore descendents who died at too early an age--Rob at 21 and Bill at 18.

Rob, who died April 25, 1992, was the son of Robert and Maureen (Boylan) Knorr and the grandson of Joseph and Jeanne (Skidmore) Boylan.

Bill, who died Oct. 25, 1970, was the son of Arvel F., Jr., and Stanalene (Skidmore) Anderson and the grandson of Stanton and Lottie (Gillespie) Skidmore.

"For everything there is a season; a time to be born and a time to die"


Skidmores have been around a long, long time.

One researcher speculates the family may have been building castles in England before the Norman Conquest in 1066. The earliest known person in the line was Ralph de Scudemer, mentioned several times in the Domesday Book. (The Domesday Book was a record of a survey of England in 1085-86 by order of William I, known as William the Conquerer.) Warren Skidmore, a prominent family researcher, says there were two related branches of the family, who probably were Normans, in early-day England in Herefordshire and Wiltshire.

The name wasn't always spelled that way. They called themselves de Scuclemer, Skydmore, Scudamore, Scudemore, Skidmore and Scidmore. But the tracing of ancestors through and church documents, wills, birth records, and land transfers links them together, generation after generation.

Family members who would like to read more about the very early-day ancestors are referred to Warren Skidmore's book, The Scudamores of Upton-Scudamore: A Knightly Family in Medieval Wiltshire, 1081-1382,

I’ll start a bit later with Richard Skydmore, born about 1580, in Mayshill, England. I chose  him arbitrarily because I was fascinated to discover he was a carpenter just as my own father, Stanton E. Skidmore, was a carpenter and contractor.

Genealogists tell us the way to begin tracing our family history is to start with ourselves and work backwards. I remember as a child asking my father about his family. (I  had met only his mother, Louisiana Ware Skidmore, and his sister, Lillie Lewis, and some cousins.)

I asked him, "Who was your father?"

My father's eyes twinkled. "His name was Theodore." "Who was his father?" I asked.

"His name was Isaac," he said.

"And who was his father?" I asked.

"Levi;" my father said.

But then the game stopped. It was the end of his memory.  He didn't know that if he could have gone back just one more generation, he could have told me the name of the American Revolutionary soldier in our ancestry, Major John Skidmore.

In later years this conversation made it easier formed to trace the family history.

Many people start looking for their roots with the assumption or hope they are related to famous people. So I'll tell you now not to expect that in this family history. In fact, I’ll dispel right now the widespread belief that the line includes Andrew Johnson, former president of the United States (That was another Andrew Johnson, not the one in our ancestral line.)

We are related to a modern relatively famous pair of identical twins who were writers, Hubart and Hobart Skidmore. They were the sons of Neal Skidmore, brother of my grandmother, Margaret Skidmore Gillespie. She and my father were distantly related. The twins were born April 11,1909, in Webster Springs, W.Va. Hubert wrote six novels, including his Hopwood prize novel, I Will Lift Up Mine Eyes, with a West Virginia setting..

Hobert was serving with the Air Force in the Pacific when he wrote his first novel, Valley of the Sky. He wrote a number of short stories and novelettes published in the Saturday Evening Post, Woman's Home Companion, Ladies' Home Journal and Vogue. He also wrote three other novels. Hubert died in a fire in his country home. I do not know if Hobert is still living.

Our ancestors may not have been celebrities, but most of them were intelligent, wealthy, influential people in the early days of the American Colonies, who along with such people as George Washington, Thomas Jefferson and Benjamin Franklin steadfastly pledged "our lives, our fortunes and our honor” to the cause of liberty. And in seeking to sever ties with a tyrant king and a Parliament that had enacted repressive taxes to pay for the defense of the colonies, they all faced hanging as traitors to England. They knew they must hang together or as Benjamin Franklin said "assuredly we shall all hang separately."

Not all of the colonists believed separation from England was the answer, but those who did gave their hearts fervently to the cause. England had established the rules early. The colonists would sell their products only to England, they would do no manufacturing in competition with the English, and they would buy only English products. As the colonies became more productive, the settlers felt, as Englishmen, they should have representation in Parliament. At first most of the settlers would have accepted a government much like that of Canada. But the king would not allow that. His repressive tax measures led inevitably to the revolution

The nobility ranked at the top of society in early-day England, as it does even today.  Next in line came yeomen--and this was where the Skidmores ranked. Yeomen were wealthy landowners, who held numerous influential public offices. Below them were the commoners.

Thomas Scudamore, son of Richard Skydmore, was the first member of the family to come to the colonies. Why did he come to this land that was so sparsely settled and primitive? He certainly didn’t come because of religious persecution. Nor was he one of the numerous criminals that England saw fit to dump into the colonies to rid itself of them. We can only guess he came because he saw an opportunity to increase his wealth  and dealings.

The trip across the Atlantic was expensive. Many poor people who made the voyage endentured themselves to wealthy people for several years. This wasn't the case for Thomas Scudamore. He made three tips; the first on June 10,1636. After the second trip, he decided to settle in Cambridge, Mass., so he returned to gland to make arrangements to sell his land there. After his third voyage, about 1642, he bought some land in Cambridge that today would be extremely valuable: it faces Harvard Square and is occupied by a strip mall of stores that cater to Harvard University students and faculty.

Actually, New England wasn't such a fearsome change for him.     The houses he found in Cambridge were much like those in England, although there were fewer people. There were no schools. Travel was a lengthy, risky business with few or no trails. There were a few passing-by Indians, but they seemed friendly. It was only the settlers who moved on to pioneer on the frontier who really were confronted by dangerous conditions.

Thomas' first wife, Ellen, and their children made the crossing about a year later, and a son, John, was the first Skidmore to be born in the colonies, on April 11, 1643.  Thomas sold his land in Cambridge in 1649 and moved his family to Connecticut.

His son, John Skidmore, in adulthood lived in Jamaica, Long Island, N Y , where he was a tobacco planter, blacksmith and town clerk. An interesting sidelight on John was the trial of his eldest son, also named John, 12, for gunshot first-degree murder of a playmate. Young John was acquitted on grounds it was an accident, as his friends testified to at the trial in New York City.

John Skidmore' s youngest son, Joseph, however, was the link in this family’s genealogy. He was born about 1674 and listed his occupation as landowner at Murderkill Hundred, Del. His son, also named Joseph Skidmore, born about 1706, was the first Skidmore to venture into the wilderness. He headed into Virginia through a gap at Harper's Ferry in 1749 and settled into what now is Pendleton County, W.Va.  The area originally was Augusta County,  then reorganized into Rockingham County. Pendleton County became a separate county as it gained population.

Joseph formed a partnership with another man, and the two of them bought and sold, at a profit, an enormous number of land tracts to incoming settlers. Together they eventually owned about 1,000 acres of farmland.

Joseph found himself in a vastly different place. There were about 40 settlers over a large area. The settlers had to fell many trees in the heavily forested area. They used the logs to build houses, and many of them planted their crops infields dotted with tree stumps, according to one researcher.

The Indians, the researcher said, liked the French better than the English.  The  French were trappers and traders, not farmers. They posed no problems for the Indians, who considered the vast, unsettled Virginia valley—a grassy plain to the west--as their hunting grounds. But the English built fences around their farms, and the Indians didn't like that. It was easy for the French, who wanted to drive out the English, to get the Indians riled, arm them, and persuade them to attack the English settlers.

Within days after Joseph's arrival, two forts near where he and his family lived were under snack by Indians on two consecutive days, with 39 people killed. Joseph's great-granddaughter, Delilah Cow, in later years said, however, the only trouble the Skidmore family had with Indians occurred one day when Joseph's wife Agnes was inside the cabin alone and some Indians came by and stole a freshly butchered hog hanging outside.

She said Agnes later told relatives she sat on the floor and cried while the Indians peered in through the cracks and laughed at her. Joseph and Agnes were the parents of Major John Skidmore and 10 other children.

Today John Skidmore would be an unlikely candidate for military service.  He was 31 years old when he first fought in the French and Indian Wars in 1767 as a captain. His Augusta County Militia was called out for service in 1774, when he was 38 years old. His military service ended in 1778 at the age of 42, when he resigned with the rank of major. He was the father of 15 children, 13 of whom survived him.

We don't know a lot about John Skidmore, except we believe he was at least 6 feet tall (an early-day report said all of the men in the Augusta Militia were that tall), possibly auburn-haired (as many Skidmores were reported to be), and that he was a powerfully strongman. One report said John Skidmore once defeated an Indian in hand-to-hand combat.

John’s brother Andrew, 14 years younger, was in military service with him. Andrew was noted for being a reckless and adventuresome man. Once his company was under attack by Indians, and the men took refuge by a log. There were so many of them that Andrew stuck his finger  up  into  the air  to  motion some of the men to move to another nearby log, and an Indian shot Andrew's index finger off with an arrow.

In later years, Andrew's granddaughter admitted “Granddaddy did some bad things." Andrew, even after the fighting stopped, was known to hunt and kill Indians. John, however, had no bitterness toward them and always fed hungry, friendly Indians who passed by his house. John Skidmore, according to family stories related down through the years, was a quiet, serious man, very religious and devoted to his family..

He had married Mary Magdalena Henckel, known as Polly, in 1743. She was the daughter of one of the wealthiest men in the area who, with other German-origin families, had settled on a nearby enormous scenic farmland tract known as Germany Valley.

The Henckel family had its origins in Daudenzell, Germany. John Justus Henckel, Polly's father, accompanied his parents to Pennsylvania in 1717. He was the son of the Rev. Anthony Jacob Henckel, an Evangelical Lutheran minister from the German Palatinate, and his wife Maria Elizabeth (Dentzer) Henckel. John Justus Henckel later moved to North Carolina, but because of aggressive Indians moved again to Pendleton County, Va., and bought land in 1760.

In 1730 John Justus Henckel had married Magdalena Eschmann. His name was spelled in various ways: Henkel, Henckel and Hinkle. The family built "Hinkle's Fort" on the North Fork of the South Branch of the Potomac. It was used by the colonists for protection from Indians during the Revolutionary War. A history of the Henckel family says 30 Henckels served in the Revolutionary War in Virginia and Pennsylvania.

John Justice Hinkle and his wife were buried in the same grave on his farm in Germany Valley near the old Hinkle's Fort. They were parents of 14 other children besides Polly Captain Skidmore (later promoted to Major) was wounded twice in the Battle of Point Pleasant, part of Lord Dunsmore's War and often referred to as the first battle of the American Revolution.

His company, on Sept. 22, 1774, had marched to Charleston under command of Col. Andrew Lewis. Captain Skidmore's company was composed of himself, a lieutenant, an ensign, three sergeants and 32 soldiers. On Oct. 6 they arrived at Point Pleasant on the Ohio River.

Four days later two men rushed into camp and reported a large group of Indians was about two miles up the river. The men were marched out to engage the Indians. They had gone only about a half-mile when the Indians attacked. The soldiers took refuge behind the trees. Colonel Lewis, wearing a red coat, was almost immediately shot and killed.

Captain John Skidmore was wounded twice, first early in the day, not seriously, in the calf of a leg.

Captain Skidmore's grandson, Archibald Taylor, said his grandfather later told of the bravery of Capt. Mathew Arbuckle, who helped win the battle. He said Arbuckle, with some volunteers, jumped Crooked Creek and surreptitiously crept to the rear of the Indians.

Before the men got into position for the flank attack, Captain Skidmore was shot a second time—this time a serious wound to the hip. His men gave way, but Captain Skidmore called out to them that he was not dead and to stand their ground. As the men turned back to him, Arbuckle's men began firing and drove the Indians backward in a fierce fight. Soon afterward the Indians gave up and retreated across the Ohio. Records show the colonists had lost a fifth of their men--46 dead and 80 wounded.

Captain Skidmore told his grandson the second bullet passed through his body, without hitting major internal organs. The bullet had been caught in the waistband of his trousers on the other side.

After the war he was offered a commission as a major in the Rockingham County Militia, which he declined. Records show, however, he left military service with the rank of major.

When the new county of Pendleton was formed, which included the land owned by Major Skidmore, he was appointed by Gov. Patrick Henry to serve as one of the 11 justices of Pendleton County. About half of the justices were related to Skidmore, including his son James; his brother-in-law, Isaac Hinkle; and his nephew, Moses Hinkle. John Skidmore was elected president of the court.

John Skidmore also served two terms as High Sheriff and was Overseer of the Poor, the only elective office in the newly formed Pendleton County.

In 1771 he had built a brick home on a farm on the South Branch, east side of the headwaters of the Potomac River about 12 miles north of Franklin.

His children were a male infant, unnamed, who died soon after birth; Capt. James; Phebe; Rev. John; Ezekiel, who died at age 2; Elijah; Nancy; Hannah; Andrew; Isaac; Levi; Mary; Rachel; Susanna: and Edith.

Major Skidmore died Oct. 18, 1829, and is buried on his family farm. The Daughters of the American Revolution has placed a special marker on his grave.

At the time of his death he owned a vast amount of land in Pendleton, Hardy, and Highland counties. His will left the homeplace and everything in it to his widow for her lifetime. After her death the assets were to be divided among his 13 surviving children.

A copy of Major Skidmore's will is in my possession. He didn't make the will until shortly before he died, when he was too weak to write, so it is signed only with “his mark." Other copies of his signature may be seen on numerous legal documents he had signed earlier.

The Skidmore Family of West Virginia, Part II

By Stannie Anderson

His widow lived 20 years; blind most of the rest of her life. The farm, at her death, went to her son, Isaac, who had no children. It then went to Isaac's widow. She remarried, however, and Virginia law said two-thirds of her late husband's property would revert to his brothers and sisters. There was a hotly contested court fight, and the brothers and sisters were awarded their share.

The third of the property awarded to Isaac's widow included the house and family graveyard. Her new husband, upset by the court judgment, tore out all of the tombstones and used them to build a dike along the South Branch. The dike eventually washed away, but old-time residents recall reading the gravestones while walking along the river.

Warren Skidmore, in his book, said Major John and his son Isaac are buried in a cemetery on the farm in which there are about 15 other unmarked graves.

Levi Skidmore, son of Major John and Mary Magdalena Skidmore and great-great grandfather of Stanton Skidmore, was born about 1783. He married Nancy Belknap and was a wealthy landowner and constable. Levi Post Office at Baker's Run was named for him.

Levi Skidmore was not a healthy man. He was drafted into military service in 1814 for six-months' service. Because of his poor health, he was discharged after 25 days' service. He died at age 45 on April 15, 1828. Cause of his death is not recorded. His widow received a pension in 1855.

There are today several historic Skidmore spots in West Virginia, including a marker at Franklin, another at Hinkle's Fort, and a mountain named Skidmore Mountain.

Isaac, son of Levi and Nancy Skidmore, was born Sept. 18, 1811. He was a farmer. He married Lucinda Coger, the daughter of Benjamin and Mary (Hosey) Coger.

Isaac Skidmore died Oct. 21, 1888. Isaac and Lucinda Skidmore had nine children, the fifth of which was Theodore Given Skidmore, my grandfather.

Theodore Skidmore was born Dec. 20, 1858. He was a tall, strong man--a good farmer who also raised cattle and hogs, but also, as were many West Virginians during the years of Prohibition, a part-time bootlegger of "West Virginia white lightning." He never was caught, and years later his daughter Lillie said her father "always made good liquor that never hurt anyone."

The Skidmore land bought by Theodore, which included Ware Mountain, in recent years was acquired as part of a reservoir project in the Monongahela National Forest. The Baker's Run Cemetery there was relocated to Sutton Cemetery and the area flooded to make Sutton Lake. Ware Mountain now is surrounded by water, and the only access to it is by boat. Stanton Skidmore's mother, Louisiana (Ware) Skidmore, is buried in a cemetery on the old homeplace on top of the mountain. Local legend has it that Louisiana Skidmore used to save money in glass jars, which she buried at various places around the farm. I was told by some people at Centralia a few years ago that some folks still go up on the mountain to dig and search unsuccessfully for her buried money jars. Their search is made difficult by the rattlesnake infestation on the mountain.

The Skidmore homeplace was a small, L-shaped house with a covered porch, with a large apple tree in front. On the mountain was a small, one-room schoolhouse, which all of the Skidmore children attended, except Stanton, who went to grade school in nearby Centralia.

[Text Box: This perfectionism drove him away from unions. He was hired once on a union job to paint a building. After he saw] An often related family anecdote about Theodore was that he once was talked into a contest to see whether he or a

mule could carry the most sacks of flour over a specified distance.  Theodore won,but the bootlegging was a sore spot in the marriage of Theodore and his wife. She was a morally upright woman who could not tolerate the situation, even though the extra money helped them get through bad economic times. This issue separated the two of them although they never divorced. In her last years she lived with her daughter, Lillie Lewis at Buckhannon, W.Va. She suffered a broken hip and was bedfast for about two years before she died.

When Stanton was 13 years old, Theodore and Louisiana signed over the deed to the 100-acre homeplace to him.

The deed stipulated that Stanton must care for his sisters until they married.

This may seem like an extraordinary thing to do, for nowadays a 13-year-old boy is still a child. Stanton, however, was not a child. He was a man. From his earliest days, his father had taught him to be self-sufficient and hard- working. My father told me his father often gave him a shotgun and five shells, telling, him to go out on the mountain and bring back five things for the family to eat. With that limitation, young Stanton became an expert marksman. Some nights when he hadn't used up all his shotgun shells, the boy fearlessly would camp overnight on the rattlesnake-infested mountain and continue the hunt the next day.

Life, in many ways, was difficult in his growing-up years. An outbreak of virulent scarlet fever had killed his sister,

Mollissie (sometimes spelled Mallissie) and his brother, Stanley, in a two-week period. Stanton also got the disease and lost most of his hearing. The severe hearing loss would plague him all his life, but it didn't keep him from doing anything he really wanted to do. The widespread outbreak also infected my mother as a child, and she told us of losing all her hair temporarily Stanton became a perfectionist worker at an early age, with his father's guidance.     He put on a roof for a neighbor as a teenager. His father looked over the completed job carefully, then told the boy, “That’s not a bad job, Stanton, but it could be better. You must always do the best job you can.”

Lillie Lewis said her fun-loving brother Stanton; was a popular bachelor. We have one old family photo of young Stanton sitting on a rock and laughing, with the arms of a young girl draped around his neck. We teased him--and his eyes twinkled--but he never had anything to say about her.

"Lottie was the only girl who could ever hogtie Stanton," Lillie reminisced with a smile.

My mother used to tell a funny story about my father's carefree life as a bachelor. She said he once got drunk and preached the funeral of a hog. My father always laughed when she told the story—but he didn't deny it.

My brothers both were born in Holly, W .V a. While they still were very young and after sister Lucille was born, my father owned a general store on the main street of Sutton, W.Va. One night a tremendous fire started in one of the buildings, destroying my father's store, the county courthouse, and every other building on the block. The burning of the courthouse destroyed many valuable records that to this day complicates family history searches. My father in later years was forced to use U.S. Census records and a statement by his sister Lillie to prove his age for Social Security eligibility. After the fire, my parents moved to Morgantown, W.Va., to be near her parents, Jacob and Margaret Gillespie.

My father turned to carpentry as an occupation. Despite his limited schooling, he was a mathematical whiz who did his home planning in his head before he put it on paper. Once when he was employed as a carpenter, the manager of the project brought in a man who was a specialized spiral stairway builder. My father watched as the man cut the stairs, using a blueprint. But the stairs were wrong. The man cut out some more stairs--and these, too, were wrong. He started again a third time, when my father said quietly, "Those won't be right either. The blueprint is wrong." The project manager furiously told him, if you know so much about it, you cut them. And if you're wrong, you're fired." My father cut the stairs- -and they were perfect.

[Text Box: (Note from Stannie: Pop did continue hunting in Morgantown, but Mother never allowed a gun in the house so he probably borrowed guns belonging to friends)] the men had not placed drop cloths on the cars parked beside the building, he climbed down off the scaffold and quit the job.

Thereafter, he never would work a union job or hire a union worker. Morgantown contractors and union workers were angry and pressured him. They told him his houses would never pass the electrical and plumbing inspections of the city--but they did. Eventually the unions tired of harassing him and left him alone. His workmanship was so well known in Morgantown that he never lacked for customers, if they had money for construction.

My father was unafraid of heights while helping build bridges in the Morgantown and Pittsburgh, Pa., areas.

But he was not an unnecessary risk taker. He took whatever kind of work he could find during the Depression and at one point had a job in a coal mine. His competence soon led to his being promoted to foreman. One of his jobs involved driving a mule hauling carloads of coal out of the mine. One day,  just as he was pulling out of the mine, a huge seam of coal in the ceiling collapsed and one edge of it scraped his back. My father got down off the coal car and quit the job. He never went back. This sensible attitude was evident to me when a few years later there were two Morgantown area coal mine explosions in which two of my playmates’ fathers were killed.

I grew up with the feeling that my father could do anything. And I think now he probably could. He worked one year on a sheep ranch in Montana. He built houses in Florida.  He knew how to graft trees and was a superb gardener. He could fix almost anything that was broken. My father believed every board in a house he built should have a set number of nails in it to make the house sturdy enough to withstand West Virginia weather. The house in which I was born 72 years ago still stands and is occupied; as are other houses he built in that era.

My father loved treating us. He seldom came home on Saturdays without a small white sack of chocolate drops or pink wintergreen lozenges. Often there was a small piece of raw liver for the cat. And on Saturdays usually he could scrape up enough money to send us girls to the movies.

My brother Arden teasingly began calling him "Pop" one day, and it stuck. Pretty soon everyone called him Pop.

One of Arden's earliest memories as a child was an event in Sutton. He was walking home with some eggs and was struck by a car but not seriously injured. The thing that stuck most in his memory was that the eggs were broken.

Here are some of Arden's other memories:

"Dad certainly was a proficient gardener. He not only had the garden behind the house but tended a strip of loamy, bottom land on the other side of Decker's Creek next to the railroad tracks. The family went through some hard times during the Depression era and I don't know what we would have done without all that produce from the gardens.

"Dad was a talented man at many things. He was the complete house builder. He designed his houses, prepared the land and did the cement block work and the electrical wiring and plumbing. I remember he had a (wooden) sunset over the porch entrance of our Brockway home--a big yellow ball with protruding yellow spokes representing rays of the sun. I guess he brought the idea back from Florida, where he built many homes during the building boom in that state in the early 1920s.

"Few men could handle a shotgun like Dad. When we were living in Sutton, where I was born, I remember many times when I would come in from playing to see six to a dozen skinned and cleaned squirrels hanging on a line on the porch. I didn't pay a whole lot of attention to his gunning in Morgantown, but I am certain he kept at it because of the pots of squirrel and dumplings prepared by Mother.

"Dad also liked to cook, and we all enjoyed his biscuits he made from scratch."

(Note from Stannie--The recipe for these VERY LARGE biscuits is included in the back of this book. My mother was locally noted for her cakes, but unfortunately, 1 have no recipes.)

My father maintained close written contact with his sister Della. His letters were typewritten, hunt-and-peck. One letter to Aunt Della has survived, although I do not know how it ended up in the family's possession. Perhaps her family sent it to us. In that letter, a reply to his sister, written March, 1965, several years after the death of their mother and his accompaniment of her body for burial on Ware Mountain, he said, in part:

"No, I did not get up on the mountain since Mother died. It would be odd to me now, for it has been so long since I was there. Yes, I remember the locust year and the one back in 1897. I can remember back when I was three years old. I can remember those little pants Mother made me and the first day I wore them. Yes, I can remember when Malissie and Stanley died. Father held me up in his arms when they died.”

A second letter, dated May 1, 1963, was addressed to me (a duplicate of a letter he also sent to my sister, Lucille.) It read, in part:

"This cold and snowy day the ground is white and snow still falling. Pretty chilly. After our Indian summer the trees were nice and green, but today they are nice and white. . . . One of my birds died yesterday . It had been sick for two months. I looked for it to die every day. As soon as it was dead I took other one back to the people I got it from. Never will I own another bird again_ _ My flowers look good. They are in full bloom with the snow covered over them. Makes me think of Christmas. . I am sending you two pictures, one of the house and one of myself. The one of myself is not very good but you can see how good my John F. Kennedy suit looks on me -- cost $72. . I am writing this letter in duplicate, one to Lucille and one to Stannie. Stannie is the shortest, so I am sending the bottom page to her so she won't have to get up on a stool to read it."

My mother, Lottie Gay Skidmore--how can I describe her? She was short-5 feet 3 inches tall--and stout. Her hair was long, dark and lustrous, parted in the center and twisted into a bun at the nape of her neck. Her eyes were a pale blue-gray. From birth she had dark red hair that had turned brunette when she was about 21. (My son, Michael, inherited dark red hair that turned brunette in his early adulthood)

Mother had planned to be a teacher, but instead married my father. I don't think she ever regretted losing her career. She had a wonderful smile--and was the best listener I have ever known. She attracted friends like a magnet, probably because she listened so well. Our home as I grew up was busy with friends and young people who loved my mother. Many an evening she told ghost stories from Braxton County while we all sat around the fireplace and ate popcorn (the corn was popped in the fireplace in a popper made by my father) and winter apples Pop stored in a bin in the basement.

We didn't have much in material wealth, but my mother always was willing to share what she could. I remember a Thanksgiving day when a homeless man knocked on the door and was given the very first plateful of food to eat on the porch. Religion was a way of life for her every day, not just on Sunday.

She loved young people and their exuberant ways and was Sunday School superintendent at the Salvation Army. She loved music and constantly sang--although she couldn't carry a tune.

Music was such a part of my childhood. We were the singing Skidmore sisters, always, although we really weren't very good singers-- other than my sister Jeanne, who had a lovely alto voice. My sister Lucille (we called her Tillie) was mostly self-taught on the piano and organ, the guitar and comet.

My sister Jeanne; played a horn. I played the violin (I was a terrible musician, but I did learn to love music.) One of my fondest memories of that little three-quarter-sized violin was watching my father take it out of its case and saw away at the strings with the bow for long periods of time He could feel the vibration--and I'm sure it gave him great pleasure, with his severe loss of hearing.

My mother always was there. She didn't drive me around to Girl Scouts and music lessons and school activities. Life wasn't like that when I was young. But she listened, while she made bread or sewed when I told her about things in my life. She let me read—and read —and read. And she didn't fill my life so full of activities that I had no time to just sit and dream and soak up the beautiful things around me. Would have become a writer without her? I doubt it.

Mother died very young--just 50 years old--seven months before the ending of World War II. How happy she would have been to know the danger of combat was over for Arden, who was in the Navy, and for Lucille's husband, Robert Smith, who had served in the Army in North Africa and the Normandy Invasion. She was grateful that Al, in an essential job, did not go into military service.

I think of her—and Pop--often and of the sturdy, loving upbringing they gave us. None of us grew up to be criminals with those two moral parents setting the rules.

Brockway Avenue was then--and still is--a special place for me. I knew everyone who lived on that street on a moderate hill (moderate for West Virginia, anyway.) I liked to go outside in the ram and sit on the curb, letting the water run over my bare feet on its way to the bottom of the hill.  My brother Al played softball in a nearby park, and he and the other boys complained bitterly when the Sullivan's collie, Ray, grabbed the ball and ran off with it.

I remember our old crank-type Victrola. My sister Jeanne would play a record, and Atta Boy, our Airedale dog, would put his feet on her shoulders, towering over her, and dance with her to the music.

Children on Brockway Avenue played games together. We drew a chalk hopscotch pattern on the sidewalk; We drew circles and played jacks and marbles; we jumped rope; we skated down the hill. And in the evenings until dusk we played "Run, Sheepie, Run" until the mothers up and down the hill began calling to their children to come home for dinner.

In the summertime we girls went to a camp near Thurmont, Md., next door to anew famous place. President Franklin D. Roosevelt called it "Shangri-La." President Dwight D. Eisenhower changed its name to Camp David.

I think everyone who has ever lived in West Virginia learned at an early age to love the beautiful hills—the sunlight moving across them in the late afternoon, little wisps of morning fog curling upward from the midst of the trees. I've visited many lovely places as an adult, but none has been as beautiful to me or as serene as the mountains of West Virginia

My father started building houses at the bottom of Brockway Avenue. We would live in one while he built the next one up the hill. I was born in "the sun house." My first memory at age 3 is of using a miniature broom to help Mother sweep the floor of our newly completed home at 587 Brockway Avenue, where I would live during my growing up ears. Our small yellow stucco house on Brockway Avenue had a bedroom for our parents, one for my brothers, and we three girls all snuggled together in a double bed. We would say “shift" when one of us wanted to turn over. It was comforting to hear the rhythmic sound of rain on the porch roof outside our bedroom window.

Every night the lights were out and all was quiet, but I knew Mother wasn't asleep. She was waiting for my brother Arden to come home from work. Soon the door would open downstairs, and we'd hear my brother s voice calling, "Mother, I'm home.” Then we'd all go to sleep. I don't think I've ever felt so safe and content since then.

The death of my Grandma Margaret Gillespie at age 66 was a traumatic time. Throughout my childhood, she had had me bring her jugs of water that she quickly drank. Knowing what I know now as a health writer, it would have been easy for me to know she had untreated diabetes. This inevitably led to an ingrown toenail and gangrene. I remember standing by her hospital bed with my mother, a bright light bulb shining on her foot, from which came a terrible odor. Grandma was frightened. She begged my mother, "Don't let them cut my foot off, Lottie, don't let them!” My mother was so silent. I don't know if she supported her mother in this. But the doctors did not cut off Grandma's foot, and she died.

Were we poor during the Depression? I don't think so, at least in the ways that counted.

But it would be unrealistic not to acknowledge the effects of the Depression. There was so little money, such difficulty in just surviving. I'm sure my parents saw the Depression much differently than I. The burden was on them. To me, everyone was poor. My clothes were hand-me-downs, with only occasionally a bright new dress made my mother, with her tiny little stitches. I lined up like the other children at school for doses of cod liver oil, followed by a mint, and for distribution of small cartons of free milk.

When I visited the Franklin D. Roosevelt Memorial in Washington with my son Michael, sister Jeanne, and niece Maureen Knorr, I had many quiet memories. When I was very little, my father took me to the train station at Morgantown to hear the President speak from the back of his train. My father sat me on his shoulders so I could see the man who gave us the comforting radio Fireside Chats. I thought he was wonderful then—and still do.

The Skidmore Family of West Virginia, Part III

By Stannie Anderson

At the memorial, a busload of junior high school youngsters swarmed everywhere—posing with the statue of FDR, patting little concrete dog Fala, and slipping in between the statues of to sad and hungry men in the Depression breadline. The kids' smiles were bright, and the cameras kept clicking.  Maureen told me an elderly woman standing next to her burst into tears and said softly, "They don't understand.”

I don't think I understood either as a child.

Now I can only marvel at how my parents' courage, love and laughter shielded me during the Depression, giving me a happy childhood. Surely their strong religious belief was all that sustained them. Many children came out of the Depression damaged, but I did not.

I often think of Pop's prosperous years in later life and how he must have remembered the hard years and wished he could share the good times, too, with my mother. But one cannot go back.

Two years after Mother died, Pop married a much younger woman, Olive Corey, who had been a U.S. Postal worker in Baltimore. We lived in an apartment on Overdale Street. Olive was a kind, good woman. Pop developed mental illness, however, and the marriage didn't survive. A couple of years later he married Elizabeth Brownfield Neel, a long-time employee of the West Virginia University Library. Elizabeth was much beloved and took good care of Pop in his declining years. He died Jan. 3, 1979. Elizabeth, who unknowingly had diabetes, was blind -toward the end of her life. She died Oct. 11, 1989. Stanton, Lottie and Elizabeth are buried side-by-side in Beverly Hills Cemetery at Morgantown.

As for an update on Stanton and Lottie’s children:

Arden pursued his life-long fascination with journalism. He for a time was sports editor of the Morgantown Dominion-News. Then he was sports publicist at West Virginia University. He married Joan Bolles, society editor of the newspaper. He then moved to Pittsburgh, Pa., where he joined the Associated Press Bureau. When he went into the Navy during World War II, his wife, Joan, took over his job with AP, the first woman ever to work at that bureau. Both of them later worked for the Delaware County Daily Times at Chester, Pa., Joan as a feature writer, and Arden as wire editor and columnist. Joan died April 9, 1990, three months short of their 50th wedding anniversary. Arden has retired from his newspaper job and does a lot of travel in pursuit of his hobby, photography. He and Joan had three children: Kent, Sally and Kathleen.

Kermit Alphaeus, while growing up, went by the name "Al." He was named for an uncle, George Kermit Gillespie, who went by the name "Kermit.” For some strange reason, people at their separate workplaces began calling Al "Kermit," and calling Kermit "George.” The two never bothered to correct anyone, so they switched. Al is now Kermit and Kermit became "George.” Now that I've thoroughly confused you--I'll continue to call Kermit "Al," because that is what I've always called him.

Al worked a year with my father. Then he began his newspaper career as an office boy on Nov. 1, 1935. A year or so later he set up an engraving plant operation for the newspaper and proceeded to establish a reputation as "Mr. Graphics" He developed film, made prints, and also newspaper "cuts" (engraved metal plates used in those days.) When the newspaper went to an offset production, he worked with that and directed the newspaper's venture into full-color photo reproduction Al retired in 1981, after 45 years' work with the Morgantown newspapers. Along the way, he married Marie Carroll, who worked in the newspaper's advertising department. They had a daughter, Lana Jean. Marie died Sept. 12, 1994, after heart surgery.

Lucille Marie never wanted to be a career woman. After graduation, she married her high school sweetheart, Robert J. Smith. Within days of their marriage he was sent overseas by the Army during World War II. He participated in some of the war's major battles in North Africa and the D-Day invasion of Normandy. When he returned home, he worked for a while repairing radios and installed one of Morgantown’s first television sets--they had around screen that, in those days and in that isolated mountain community, had a lot of" snow" interference and very little programming. But we all were fascinated by this innovation.

Later he moved his family to California, where he became a research and development technician for General Dynamics. He and Lucille had 10 children, David, Cynthia, Karen, Kathleen, Robert Evard, Ralph, Richard, Rebecca, Patricia and John. When Patti was 15 and Johnny 12, Lucille got cancer and was not expected to live. But in a sudden tragic turn of events, Bob died first of a massive heart attack. Lucille died 11 months later, depriving the children of both parents in a short time. The grown children combined efforts to care for the two children still at home.

Jeanne went to Pittsburgh after high school graduation, babysat with Arden's baby son Kent, and attended the University of Pittsburgh. She then moved to Baltimore, Md., where she worked for Westinghouse. There she met and married Joseph Boylan. They had two children, Maureen and Mark. Joe died Sept. 11, 1982. Jeanne has lived in Florida for many years, first in St. Petersburg, then in Lehigh Acres, then more recently in Fort Myers, where she lives in a retirement complex.

Stannie's first job was as society editor for the Beckley (W.Va.) Post-Herald. After a year she married Arvel F. Anderson, Jr., and then lived in a number of places--Illinois; Ohio; Miami, Fla; Texas; Arkansas and finally Topeka, Kan. They later were divorced. In 1958 she joined the staff of Topeka State Journal as a health writer. Eventually she was city editor of The State Journal. The morning Topeka Daily Capital and The State Journal later merged into one newspaper, and she became assistant city editor of the combined Capital-Journal., working the dayside city desk. She retired in 1992 and was immediately hired as part-time writing coach. She retired from that job six years later. She and Arvel Anderson had two children, William and Michael. Bill was killed in an accident in 1970.

So, this is our family. We, the older generation, are passing the torch to you younger ones. May you always find love and serenity and togetherness among all these Skidmores. You are all so different yet so much alike. We may not build castles in England nowadays, but we have built a good, , loving family throughout the years.

One of our youngest family members, Kelly Anne Carpenter, 12, daughter of Ed and Kathy Carpenter and granddaughter of Arden and Joan Skidmore, composed a thoughtful prayer for our first reunion on June 18, 1997, at Cooper's Rock, W. Va. Let's let Kelly have the final words:


Dear God,
We thank you for this time to be together.
It is a chance to get to know each other and renew old friendships
We thank you for the people who make up our family, from children to grandparents.
We are thankful for good times, good food and your great love.


Pop's Famous Biscuits

2 cups flour

1 teaspoon salt

3 teaspoons baking powder

¼ teaspoon baking soda

1/2 cup shortening 1 cup buttermilk

Put dry ingredients in bowl. Mix into dough with buttermilk, then add shortening. Make very large biscuits (about the size of large cinnamon roll). Place in greased pan, with biscuits touching each other.

(Pop didn't list oven temperature or time, but modern cookbooks list temperatures varying from 375 to 450 degrees or until brown. Since these biscuits are so large, I would guess 375 degrees might work better. This might take some experimentation.)


Pop's Cornbread

1/2 cup cornmeal

3 tablespoons flour 1 teaspoon salt

1 teaspoon baking soda.

2 cups buttermilk

1 egg

2 tablespoons butter or drippings

Sift dry ingredients and add buttermilk. Bake in greased pan. (Again, Pop gives no oven temperature or baking time. Try 375 or 400 degrees.)

Skidmore Bibliography

Thomas Skidmore (Scudamore), 1605-1684, by Warren Skidmore, 2nd ed., 1982.

The Scudamores of Upton-Scudamore,., A Knightly Family in Medieval Wiltshire, 1086-1382, by Warren 'Skidmore, 1982.

Braxton Democrat, Sept. 16, 1926, Vol. 44, 433.

1830, 1850, 1900 U. S. Census.

Social Security application, birth, marriage and death certificates, pensions, deeds and wills.

Henckel Genealogy, 1500-1960, compiled by William Sumner Junkin and Minnie Wyatt Junkin Henckel Family Records, Elon a Henkel, editor, published 1961.

Microfilm, The Skidmore Family, notebooks, 8 volumes, No. 1626, Joseph M. Kellogg, West Virginia University, Morgantown, W.Va.

Index of the Rolls of Honor (Ancestry Index) in the Lineage Books of the National Society of the Daughters of the American Revolution, Volumes 1-80 and 81-160. Also DAR Patriot Index.

Virginia Military Records from the Virginia Magazine of History and Biography, William and Mary Quarterly, and Tyler's Quarterly, 1983.

Virginia Militia in the Revolution, May 13, 1778, pay record.

History of the Battle of Point Pleasant, by Virgil Lewis.

Revolutionary Soldiers of Virginia, 8th Annual Reports (1910-11), Part I.

Virginia Militia, by J.T. McAllister.

Chronicles of the Scotch-Irish Settlement in Virginia, Vol. 1, 1965, pp. 169, 171, 179, 183, 193, 194, 196. Records of Augusta County, Va., Vol.1, by Lyman Challdey.

Chalkley's Records, Section 253, Section 277, Volumes I and II.

A History of Rockingham County, Va., by John W. Wayland, 1912.

History of Highland County, by Oren F. Morton.

A History of Pendleton County, W.V a., by Oren F. Morton.

Felix Gilbert's daybook covering several years from Dec. 5, 1774.

Virginia Gazette index, V ol. 2.

Virginia Order Book No. XVI, (military payments),Vol. War 23 (military service), Sec. 253 (officers of the Virginia Militia),Virginia State Library, Richmond, Va.

Rockbridge County, by Thwaites and Kellogg.

The Keyser Family, facsimile of only book produced in 1977 by microfilm, p. 153

Records of Augusta County, 1745-1800, by Lyman Chalkley, 1964 (originally published in1912). Inventory of the County Archives of West Virginia, page 374.

Virginia Historical Index, Vol. 1C, p. 264.

Virginia Magazine, Vol. 15,p. 88.

The Skidmore Family Line

SKYDMORE, Richard (41) born aboutl 480 at May shill, Westerleigh, England. Death date unknown but was known to be living at Mayshill in 1539.

SKYDMORE, John (#2), son of Richard Skydmore (#1), born about 1510 at Mayshill, Westerleigh, England. Death date unknown.

SCUDAMORE, William (#3), son of John Skydmore (#2) born about 1545 at Mayshill, Westerleigh,England. Landowner. Wife's name was believed to have been Mary. Was known to have died by Nov. 30, 1615, at Mayshill.

SKYDMORE, Richard (#4), son of William (#3) and Mary Scudamore, born aboutl 580 atMayshill,Westerleigh, England. He was married to Agnes (Lawrence) Sept. 4, 1604. She was the daughter of Richard Lawrence, who died in December 1603. Richard Skydmore died before Nov. 25, 1606.

SKIDMORE, Thomas (#5) was born in the spring of 1605 at Mayshill, Westerleigh, Gloucestershire, England, the son of Richard (44) and Agnes (Lawrence) Skydmore. He was married first to Ellen (last name unknown) about 1626; he then married Joanna Baldwin about 1658, and then married Sarah Howes about 1672. Thomas Skidmore died before Oct. 31, 1684, at Fairfield, Conn. He was the first Skidmore to come to the American Colonies, June 10, 1636, and he later settled in Cambridge, Mass., after two more voyages,

SKIDMORE, John (#6), son of Thomas (#5) and Ellen Skidmore, was born April 11, 1643, at Cambridge, Mass. He was married to Susannah Davis about 1662. She was the daughter of Fulk Davis, who was born at Jamaica, Long Island, N. Y. John Skidmore was a town clerk, a blacksmith and a tobacco planter. John Skidmore died before July 7, 1680, at Jamaica, Long Island, N. Y.

SKIDMORE, Joseph (#7), son of John (#6) and Susannah (Davis) Skidmore, was born about 1674 at Jamaica, Long Island, N. Y. He was married to Rebecca Miller, date unknown. Joseph Skidmore died before May 12, 1708, at Kent County, Del.

SKIDMORE, Joseph (#8), son of Joseph (#7) and Rebecca (Miller) Skidmore, was born about 1706 at Murderkill Hundred, Del. He was married to Agnes Caldwell about 1730. She was the daughter of Andrew Caldwell and Margaret (Train) Caldwell. Her birth date is unknown. She was born in Kent County, Del., and was living as late as Jan. 2, 1792. Joseph Skidmore died before March 17, 1778, at Ruddle, (W) Va.

SKIDMORE, Major John (#9), son of Joseph (#8) and Agnes (Caldwell) Skidmore, was born June 10, 1736, at Little York, Del. He was married about 1760 to Mary Magdalena "Polly" (Henckel). She was born Feb. 1, 1743, in Pennsylvania, the daughter of John Justus and Mary Magdalena (Eschmann) Henckel. John Skidmore was a landowner and an original justice of Pendleton County. As a captain, he was wounded twice in the battle of Point Pleasant. He served as High Sheriff and Overseer of the Poor. John Skidmore died Oct 12, 1809, in Pendleton County, (W) Va. , and is buried on his farm near Franklin, W. Va. His wife died Oct. 18, 1829, in Pendleton County, (W) Va.

SKIDMORE, Levi (#10), son of John (#9) and Mary Magdalena (Henckel) Skidmore, was born about 1783 in Pendleton County, (W) Va. He was married June 15, 1810, to Nancy Belknap, daughter &Mamas Belknap. She was born about 1792 in Pennsylvania. Her death date is unknown but she was living in 1870.  She is buried in Braxton Cemetery. Levi Skidmore died April 15, 1828, in Holly, (W) Va.

Their children:


Isaac, born Sept.18, 1811, married Lucinda Coger, died Oct. 21, 1888.

Hannah, born 1813. Died in childhood.

Thomas, born 1816.

Jane, born 1817. Married John Ware. Died before June 20, 1844.

Mary Louisa, born 1819. Married Isaac Hines. She died Dec. 9, 1873.

Susanna, born 1821. Married Hiram Hines on Dec. 3, 1840.

Phebe, born 1822. She married Jonathan H. Burke in 1850. She died in 1880.

Elijah, bom1824. Married Lucinda Wright. He was one of the petitioners in 1859 to the General Assembly of Virginia for the formation of what became Webster County. The first court for the new county seat sat in 1860 at his house then under construction. He was an activist in the partisan Confederate unit known as the "Webster Dare Devils." He died Oct. 12, 1865.

Elizabeth, born 1825. She married (1) William P. Ellison and (2) Henry Cole.

Delilah, born Jan. 16, 1827. She married Jordan Cogar.. She died Oct. 8, 1919.

John, born May 13, 1828 (posthumous child). He married (1) Elizabeth Lynch and (2) Mary Boyd, a widow.

SKIDMORE, Isaac (#11), son of Levi (#10) and Nancy (Belknap) Skidmore, was born Sept. 18, 1811, at Bath County, Va. He was married Sept. 21, 1846, to Lucinda Coger. She was born May 9, 1824. She died Oct. 21, 1889. Isaac Skidmore died Oct. 21, 1888, at Braxton County, (W) Va.

Their children:

Francena, born Nov. 23, 1847. Married Thomas Lough. Died May 9, 1925. Samuel K., born Nov. 23, 1829. Married Savannah Brake. Died July 29, 1916. Mary, born May 7, 1853, married David S. Morton. Died Aug. 11, 1930.

Margaret S., born Sept. 7, 1855, married James Hamric. Died Sept. 9, 1893. Theodore G., born Dec. 20, 1858, married Louisiana Ware. Died Aug. 12, 1936. Felix B., born June 18, 1860. Died as an infant.

Phebe Jane, born July 20, 1863, married Samuel J. Skidmore. Was living in 1955.

Luther Cummings, born June 10, 1865, married Francena E. Carpenter. Died Nov. 6, 1942 Pierson B., born Nov. 22, 1868, married Laverna Alice Ware, Died April 26, 1927.

SKIDMORE, Theodore Given, (#12) son of Isaac (#11) and Lucinda (Coger) Skidmore, was born Dec. 9, 1858, at Braxton. County, W. Va. He was married Jan. 20, 1880, to Louisiana Ware. She was the daughter of Andrew and Sarah (McVane) Ware. She was born May 30, 1859, in Braxton County, W.Va_ She died at age 83 on Feb. 15, 1913, at Buckhannon, W.Va., and is buried on the family farm atop Ware Mountain in Braxton County, W. Va. Theodore Skidmore, age 77, died Aug. 12, 1936, at Centralia, W.Va., and is buried at Sutton Cemetery.

Their children:

Cora Lee, born. Dec. 13, 1883, in Centralia, W.Va., married Fred H.; Sweitzer, Oct_ 21, 1916. She died Aug. 14, 1954.

Della Mae, born Feb. 25, 188, in Centralia, W.Va., married Robert Denzil Smith on Jan. 8,1913_, at Camden-on­Gauley,W.Va. Robert Denzil Smith was born May 31, 1890, in Pine City, Maripa, CA, the son of Kelly and Ella Orpha (Evans) Smith. He died Feb. 1, 1925, at Elkins, W. Va. Their children: Willard Lorry Smith, born June 26, 1915, in Arlington, W.Va. He was married to Elma Irene Lanham April 12, 1952. He died April 28, 1963. Regina Robertine, born July 6, 1918, at Elkins, W.Va. She married Guy Mundell. Janice Ruth, who was born Nov. 14, 1920, at Elkins, W.Va. She married Ralph Hamrick, from whom she later was divorced.

MallissieE., (aka Mollissey) born Feb. 22, 1889, at Centralia, W.Va. , died of scarlet fever at age of 8 years on Dec. 30, 1897.

Stanton Evard, born July 13, 1891, married Lottie Gay Gillespie, Olive Gertrude Corey, and Elizabeth Neel. He died Jan. 3, 1979, at Morgantown, W.Va. The children of Stanton and Lottie Skidmore were Arden Cebert.,
Kermit Alphaeus, Lucille Marie, Arnold, Annagene "Jeanne," and Stanalene.

Stanley E., born Aug. 18, 1895, died of scarlet fever at age 2 1/2 on Jan. 10, 1898, two weeks after his sister died.

Lillie Ethel, born May 24, 1897, at Centralia, W. Va., married Jasper K. Lewis on Jan. 22, 1918. She died Dec. 5. 1983, at Buckhannon, W. Va. Their children: Harold E. Lewis, Kay Viola, Iris Baisden, Billie White, Vonda Scardina, Lenna Sturm, Daisy Tousigiant, Ethel McNeely and Nina Hatchell.

Audray Media, born April 9, 1910, an orphan, was adopted June 15, 1911 Death date unknown

SKIDMORE, Stanton Evard (413), son of Theodore (412) and Louisiana (Ware) Skidmore, was born July 13, 1891, at Centralia, W.Va. He was married April 23, 1913, to Lottie Gay Gillespie. She was born. Feb. 25, 1894, at Holly, W.Va., the daughter of Jacob Steven Gillespie and Margaret Jane (Skidmore) Gillespie. Jacob Gillespie, born. May 3, 1874 , at Braxton County, W.Va., was the son of Griffin and Nannie (Shaver) Gillespie. Margaret Jane Skidmore, born Feb. 26, 1876, at Braxton County, W.Va., was the daughter of Matthew and Salina (Knight) Skidmore. She died at age 66 from complications of diabetes. Jacob and Margaret's children, besides Lottie, were: Cecil, Leonard, Kermit, Charles, Henry and Beatrice. Lottie Skidmore died Sept. 26, 1944, of a cerebral hemorrhage. Stanton Skidmore married (2) Olive Gertrude Corey on July 24, 1946. She was born Feb. 4, 1918, in Morgantown, W. Va., the daughter of Oliver and Anecia (Trickett) Corey. Stanton and Olive Skidmore later were divorced. She died Feb. 23, 1996, at Morgantown, W. Va. He married (3) Elizabeth Brownfield Neel on Dec. 71, 1963. She died of diabetes complications on Oct. 11, 1989, at Morgantown, W. Va. Stanton Skidmore died Jan.3, 1979, from cardiovascular disease and prostate cancer. He is buried beside his wives, Lottie and Elizabeth, in Beverly Hills Cemetery at Morgantown, W. Va.
The children of Stanton and Lottie Skidmore:

Arden Cebert (414), born March 11, 1914, at Holly, W. Va., married Joan Bolles, daughter of Edwin and Zelda Bolles, of Oil City, Pa., on July 27, 1940, in Morgantown, W.Va. She died April 9, 1990. The children of Arden and Joan Skidmore: Kent Edwin, Sally Karen, and Kathleen Anne.

Kermit Alphaeus (415), born April 15, 1916, at Holly, W.Va., married Marie Eli zabeth Carroll, born July 3, 1920, in Monongalia County, W.Va., daughter of Dolph Reed Carroll and LillianPexi (Mitchell); Carroll, on Aug. 30, 1939. She died Sept. 12, 1994. Their child: Lana Jean.

Lucille Marie (416), born April 2, 1921, at Sutton, W. Va., married Robert Jackson Smith on Aug. 10, 1942. He was born Feb. 13, 1919, at Weston, W. Va, the son of Ralph and Helen Edith(Miller) Smith. Lucille died of breast cancer March 22, 1978, in Upland, Calif. Robert died of a heart attack April 26, 1977, at Upland. Their children: David Lee, Cynthia Anne, Karen Marie, Kathleen Lynne, Rebecca Jean, Robert Evard, Ralph Sylvanus, Richard Stanton, Patricia Jeannine, and John Frederick.

Arnold (417), 1 day old, born and died on Feb. 16, 1922, at Morgantown, W.Va. Mother had contracted German measles in first trimester of the pregnancy.

Annagene "Jeanne" (418), born Aug. 26, 1924, at Morgantown, W. Va., married Joseph John Boylan on Nov. 24, 1949. He died Sept 11, 1982. Their children: Maureen Elizabeth and Mark Steven

Stanalene “Stannie" (#19), born Nov. 26, 1926, at Morgantown, W.Va., married Arvel F. Anderson, Jr., son of Arvel and Trella Marie (Barnhisel) Anderson, on April 27, 1950. He was born Nov. 27, 1926, at Liberty, Mo. Stanalene and Arvel later were divorced. Their children: William Arvel and Michael Stanton.

Grandchildren of Stanton and Lottie Skidmore

ANDERSON, Michael Stanton (#20), son of Arvel F. Anderson, Jr., and Stanalene (Skidmore) Anderson (419). He was born Dec. 3, 1954, in Dade County, Fla.

ANDERSON, William Arvel, (#21), son of Arvel F. Anderson, Jr., and Stanalene (Skidmore) Anderson, (#19), was born July 23, 1952, in Warren, Ohio. He died in an accident Oct. 25, 1970, at age 18 and is buried at Topeka, Kan.

[Text Box: ■] BILBAO, Karen Marie (#22), daughter of Robert and Lucille (Skidmore) Smith (416), was born Jan. 2, 1949, at Morgantown, W.Va. She married Jerry Gazley. Their children: Crystal Lynne and Jerry Robert. They later were divorced. She later married Juan Bilbao on Oct. 4, 1977. He died Oct. 5, 1994. Child: Andres Guido Bilbao. BOYLAN, Mark Steven (#23 ), son of Joseph and Annagene "Jeanne" (Skidmore) Boylan (*18), was born April 13, 1955, at Baltimore, Md. He married Ladde "Nid" Srisvwan May 6, 1988. Their children: Jordan Ann and Alexandria Marie.

CARPENTER, Kathleen Anne (Skidmore) (#24), daughter of Arden (414) and Joan (Bolles) Skidmore, was born

[Text Box: BILBOA, Andres (#3 8), son of .Juan Bilboa and Karen (Smith) Bilboa (#22), was born Oct. 24 1977, in Upland, CA.] March 14, 1954, in Philadelphia., Pa. She married Edward Ronald Carpenter on Nov. 18, 1978. He was born Aug. 8, 1946, in Chattanooga, Tenn. Their children: Kelly Anne and Eric Edward.

Cox, Cynthia Anne (Smith) (425), daughter of Robert and Lucille (Skidmore) Smith (416), was born May 5, 1947, at Morgantown, W.Va. She first was married to Vincenzo Geronomino "Jimmy" Gaglio on March3, 1968. They later were divorced. Their child: Annette Michelle. She late married William Robert McAuley, on Sept. 14, 1974. He was born July 26, 1946, at Toronto, Canada. They later were divorced. Their children: Michael Robert and Scott Cameron. She married Wayne Cox on Jan. 9, 1988. He was born Oct. 6, 1948, at Hamilton Field, CA. JOHNSON, Kathleen Lynne (#26), daughter of Robert and Lucille (Skidmore) (#16) Smith, was born July 28, 1950, at Morgantown, W.Va. She married Gerald Edward Johnson on Aug. 10, 1969. Their children: Stephanie DeArme Johnson and James E. Johnson. They were divorced in 1979. She then married Jimmy R. Johnson, born May 30, 1943, son of Elvin S. and Opal (Williams) Johnson. Jimmy Johnson and his first wife, Patsy (Galler) Johnson, had two children, Bonnie Lynne (Johnson) Kutach and Randy Ray Johnson. They were divorced. KNORR, Maureen Elizabeth (427), daughter of Joseph and Annagene "Jeanne" (Skidmore) (#1 8) Boylan, was born Dec. 16, 1950, in Baltimore, Md. She married Robert John Knorr Oct. 12, 1968. They were divorced Oct. 31, 1975. Their children: Dawn Elizabeth (Knorr) Thomas and Robert Warren "Rob" Knorr.

KUTYLA, Sally Karen (Skidmore) (428), daughter of Arden (#14) and Joan (Bolles) Skidmore, was born Oct. 11, 1950, in Philadelphia, Pa. She married. John Kutyla on July 9, 1983. He was born Oct. 31, 1951, at Jenkins, Pa., the son of Peter and Cecelia (Klimek) Kutyla

SHRIDER, Lana Jean (Skidmore), (429) daughter of Kermit A. (415) and Marie (Carroll) Skidmore, was born Jan. 16, 1940, in Morgantown, W.Va. She married Robert E. Shrider, in 1970. He was the son of Byron and Pauline (White) Shrider. Their child: Robert E. Shrider, Jr.

SKIDMORE, Kent Edwin (#30), son of Arden (#14) and Joan (Bolles) Skidmore, was born March 16, 1943, in Pittsburgh, Pa. He married Barbara Collins on Sept. 24,1966. She was born July 18, 1947, the daughter of Edward Albert Collins, Jr., and Anne (Piersol) Collins, at Bryn Mawr, Pa. Their children: Sarah Paige and Matthew Adam. SMITH, David Lee (#31), son of Robert J. and Lucille (Skidmore) Smith (# 16), was born Feb. 22, 1945, at -Morgantown, W.Va. He married Martha Bennett July 14, 1969. They later were divorced. Their child: William Robert Smith, died shortly after birth in August 1973

SMITH, John Frederick, (#32) son of Robert J. and Lucille (Skidmore) (416) Smith, was born Aug. 17, 1964, in Upland, CA. He was married to Valerie (Brown) Smith. They were the parents of: Amanda Marie, Aaron Michael and Ryan John.

SMITH, Patricia Jeannine (433) , daughter of Robert and Lucille (Skidmore) (416) Smith, was born July 18, 1962, at Upland, CA. She and John Herbst Randall, born July 18, 1962, at Ottumwa, Iowa, were parents of Daniel John Smith, born Jan. 11, 1981, at Upland, CA. She married Steven Paul Thomas Boczkowski on Oct. 29, 1988. They were divorced on Feb. 14, 1994. 'Their child: Jasmyn Marie Smith Boczkowski.

SMITH, Ralph Sylvanus, (#34) son of Robert and Lucille (416) Smith, was born Sept. 11, 1956, at Fontana, CA. He married Sue Ann Wise on Oct. 2, 1976. She was born April 13,1958, at Wonsu, Korea Their children: Steven Ralph and Brian Jonathan.

SMITH, Richard Stanton (#35), son of Robert and Lucille (#16) Smith, was born April 15, 1958., in Upland, CA. He married Tamera Weisweazer on Feb. 10, 1978. Their children: Robert, Richard, Tarnera and Tierra.

SMITH, Robert Evard (#36), son of Robert J. and Lucille (Skidmore) (416) Smith, was born Nov. 13, 1954, in. Morgantown, W.Va. He married Yolanda Zallej o, who was born Aug. 23, 1965. Her child: Laura Zallejo. WOODWARD, Rebecca Jean (#37), daughter of Robert J. and Lucille (Skidmore) (#16) Smith, was born April 28, 1952, in Morgantown, W. Va. She was married to Terry Dean Grimmer Dec. 27, 1969. He was born Aug. 20, 1950, at Detroit, Mich. They had no children. They were divorced in 1972. She married John Morris Williams on March 27, 1973. He was born April 30, 1944, at Pueblo, Colo. This marriage was voided in 1975 due to his multiple marriages. She then married Gerald Grant Woodward on April 29, 1978. He was born April 14. 1944, at Kenosha, Wis. Child of marriage to John Morris Williams: John Michael Williams (Jamie Woodward).


BOCZKOWSKI, Jasmyn Marie Smith (#39), daughter of Steve and Patricia (Smith) (433) Boczkowski, was born June 29, 1988, in Apple Valley, CA.

CARPENTER, Eric Edward (#40), son of Edward Ronald Carpenter and Kathleen Anne (Skidmore) Carpenter
was born June 13, 1988, at Chester, Pa.

CARPENTER, Kelly Anne (441), daughter of Edward Ronald Carpenter and Kathleen Anne (Skidmore ) Carpenter (#24), was born Feb. 13, 1985, at Chester, Pa.

GAZLEY, Crystal Lynne (442), daughter of Jerry and Karen (Smith) Gazley (#22), was born July 3, 1954. She married Lloyd Owen Robert Smith. They were later divorced. Their children: Dolores" Dolly" Michelle Jennifer Ann, and Brian Joshua.

GAZLEY, Jerry Robert (#43), son of Jerry and Karen (Smith) Gazley (#22), was born May 3, 1969. He and Rochelle Atmette; Rupp were the parents of Jesse Ray Gazley Rupp., born Sept. 14,1991, at Fontana, CA. Rochelle Annette Rupp was born Dec. 28, 1966.

HAYNES, Annette Michelle" Annie" (#44), daughter of Vincenzo Geronomino "Jimmy" and Cynthia(Smith) Gaglio was born Jan. 20, 1970, at Upland, CA. She married Gregory Haynes March 2, 1991. He was born Nov. 1961, at Houston, TX. Their children; Amethyst Michelle LeAnne and Mica Gregory.

JOHNSON, James E. (#45),son of Gerald and Kathleen (Smith) Johnson (#26), was born Nov. 19, 1976, at Richmond, CA

JOHNSON, Randy Ray (#46), son of Jimmy and Patsy (Galler) Johnson, was married to Teresa Marie Warle. Their children Jonathan, Jason and Sara Rene,

JOHNSON, Stephanie DeAnne, (#47) daughter of Gerald and Kathleen (Smith Johnson (#26), was born June 17, 1972, at Upland, CA.

KNORR, Robert Warren "Rob" (#48), son of Robert and Maureen (Boylan) Knorr (427), was born June 7, 1970, at Fort Myers, Fla. He died April 25, 1992.

KUTACH, Bonnie Lynne (449), daughter of Jimmy and Patsy (caller) Johnson, was born April 23, 1963. She was married to David Marquart. Their child: Brittany. They were divorced. She later married Steven Kutach. Their child: Katelyn Elice.

MCAULEY, Michael Robert (#50), son of Williarn Robert and Cynthia (Smith)McAuley (425), was born Feb.

1965, at Upland, CA. He was married to Rosella Nina Castano on May 6, 1989. She was born Dec. 5, 1961, at Ithaca, N. Y. Their children: Christianna Kelly and Scott Cameron.

ROSS-CLUNIS, Sarah Paige (Skidmore) (#51), daughter of Kent (430) and Barbara (Collins) Skidmore, was born Jan. 28, 1967, at Elmira, N.Y. She married Edward Alan Ross-Clunis Sept. 19, 1998. He was born Aug. 6, 1967, at Seaford, VA.

SHRIDER, Robert E. Jr. (#49), son of Robert and Lana (Skidmore) Shrider (#29), was born April 17, 1971, at Bradenton, Fla..

SKIDMORE, Matthew Adam (#50), son of Kent E. (#30) and Barbara (Collins) Skidmore, was born March 3, 1970, in West Chester, Pa.

SMITH, Aaron Michael (#52), son of John (#32) and Valerie (Brown) Smith, was born Aug. 8, 1991, in Pennsylvania.

SMITH, Amanda Marie (453), daughter of John (#32) and Valerie (Brown) Smith, was born Dec. 10, 1988, at Victorville,CA,

SMITH, Brian Jonathan (#54), son of Ralph (434) and Sue (Wise) Smith, was born June 7, 1981, at Upland, CA. SMITH, Daniel John (455), son of Randall John Herbst and Patricia Smith (433), was born Jan_ 11, 1981,     at Upland, CA.

SMITH, Richard Jonathan (#56), son of Richard (#3 5) and Tamera (Weisweazer) Smith, was born July 20, 1 982, in Upland, CA.

SMITH, Robert Howard (#57), son of Richard (435) and Tamera(Weisweazer) Smith, was born July 8, 1980, in Upland, CA.

SMITH, Ryan John (458), son of John (#32) and Valerie (Brown) Smith, was born July 1, 1 996, at San Bernardino, CA.

SMITH, Steven Ralph (#59), son of Ralph (#34) and Sue (Wise) Smith, was born June 9, 1958, at Fontana, CA. SMITH, Tamera Lynne (#60), daughter of Richard (#35) and Tamera (Weisweazer) Smith, was born Feb. 28, 1984, in Upland, CA.

SMITH, Tierra Lee (#61), daughter of Richard (#35 ) and Tamera (Weisweazer) Smith, was born July 25, 1985, in Upland, CA.

THOMAS, Dawn Elizabeth (Knorr) (#62), daughter of Robert and Maureen (Boylan)Knorr (#27), was born Jan. 19, 1969., at Fort Myers, Fla. She married Jerry Lee Petty, Jr., on Dec. 31, 1987. They were divorced April 15, 1994. She married James Christopher Thomas on Nov. 18, 1994. Children of Jerry and Dawn Petty: Jerry Lee III and Joshua Robert.

WILLIAMS, John Michael (#63 ), (Jamie Woodward), son of John Morris Williams and Rebecca Jean (Skidmore) (#37) Williams, was born Jan. 12, 1974, at Upland, CA.

WOODWARD, Jamie (#63), son of John Morris Williams and Rebecca Jean (437) Williams, was born Jan. 12, 1974, at Upland, CA.

ZALLEGO, Laura (#64), stepdaughter of Robert Evard Smith (#36) and daughter of Yolanda Smith, was born Jan. 9, 1981.


BOYLAN, Alexandria Marie (#65), daughter of Mark (#23) and Ladde (Srisvwan) Boylan, was born Dec. 25, 1993, in Saudi Arabia.

BOYLAN, Jordan Ann (#66), daughter of Mark (#23) and Ladde (Srisvwan) Boylan, was born Dec. 3, 1989, in Saudi Arabia.

HAYNES, Amethyst Michelle LeAnne (#67), daughter of Ne al Gregory Haynes and Annette Haynes (#44 ), was born July 21, 1991, at Berlin, Germany.

HAYNES, Mica Gregory (#68), son of Neal Gregory Haynes and Annette Haynes (#44) was born Feb. 13, 1993, at March Air Force Base, Riverside, CA.

JOHNSON, Jason (#69), adopted son of Randy and Teresa (Warley) Johnson, was born Aug. 7, 1986, at Houston, TX.

JOHNSON, JONATHAN (#70), adopted son of Randy and Teresa (Warley) Johnson, was born April 18, 1985, at Kingman, AZ.

JOHNSON, Sara Rene (#71), daughter of Randy and Teresa (Warley) Johnson, was born Feb. 7, 1997, at Houston, TX.

KUTACH, Katelyn Elice (#72), daughter of Steven and Bonnie (#49) Kutach, was born Oct. 7, 1996, in Wharton, TX.

MARQUART, Brittany (#73), daughter of David and Bonnie (#49) Marquart, was born Feb. 2, 1985, in Kerrville, TX.

McAULEY, Christianna Kelly (474), daughter of Michael (#50) and Rosella (Castano) McAuley, was born Aug. 4, 1989, at Castro Valley, CA

McAULEY, Scott Cameron (471), son of Michael (#50) and Rosella (Castano) McAuley, was born July 24, 1975, at Upland, CA,

PETTY, Jerry Lee III (#72), son of Jerry Lee Petty, Jr., and Dawn (Knorr) Petty (#62), was born Feb. 11, 1987, at Grand Rapids, Mich.

PETTY, Joshua Robert (#73), son of Jerry Lee Petty , Jr., and Dawn (Knorr) Percy (#62), was born June 1, 1989, at Grand Rapids, Mich,

RUPP, Jesse Ray (#74), son of Jerry Robert Gazley (#43) and Rochelle Annette Rupp, was born. Sept. 14, 1991, in Fontana, CA.

SMITH, Brian Joshua (475), on of Crystal (Gazely) (#42) and Lloyd Owen Robert Smith, was born May 18, 1989,

SMITH, Dolores "Dolly" Michelle (#76), daughter of Crystal (#42 ) and Lloyd Owen Robert Smith, was born Nov. 10, 1984.

SMITH, Jennifer Ann (#77), daughter of Cry stal (#42 ) and Lloyd Owen Robert Smith, was born March 21, 1986. ZALLEJO, Alex (#78), son of Laura Zallejo (#64), was born April 4, 1996.