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- General Notes:
B- 1900 Athens, Henderson, Texas Census, ED 55, Sheet 4, line 70, Fam./dwell 75.
SLC #1502713: Henderson Co., Texas Probate Minutes, Book J, pp. 390-392, and 396.
SLC #1502714: Henderson Co., Texas Probate Minutes, Book K, pp. 129,130, 167, and 184-188.
D- Social Security Death Index DP
-Info from Mary Jane Lammons Gould, niece, Athens, Texas, 903-675-3300 (1996).
"The story starts away back in history, as far back as the thirteenth century, when LAUMUN, a Highlander, granted to the monks of PAISLEY, certain lands in KILMUN and KILFINAN in Scotland; The story of the Clan is recorded in "The Lamont Clan, 1235-1935, by Hector MacKechnie, published by Neill and Company, Edinburgh, 1938.
"Our story starts with a boy, DANIEL LAMMONS, born somewhere in North Carolina in the year 1787. Who his parents were, where they lived, and from whence they came we do not know; our guess is that they migrated from Scotland, or Northern Ireland, about 1750, at a time when so many Scotch-Irish came to America. We believe that the family landed at Wilmington, North Carolina, and settled in that area. Two brothers, DANIEL and DUNCAN, married there, raised families, and in 1833 moved to Alabama, stopping for two years in Cherokee County, in the northeastern part of the state; then moving to the southeastern part of Alabama, to settle on farms about five miles northeast of Ozark, the county seat of Dale County. Some of the descendants of both brothers live in that area today. I have visited these descendants in Ozark, in Midland City, and in Coffee Springs, all places within a few miles of the original settlement."
"While living in North Carolina DANIEL, the elder, married Miss ISABELLE MACINNESS (born in 1808). They had four children: DUNCAN, born in 1844, who died in an army hospital in Richmond, Virginia, in 1863 (buried in an unmarked grave in a cemetery near the hospital)."
"The second child, MURDOCK DAVIDSON LAMMONS, (my father) born in 1846 who grew to manhood on the family farm, served for sixteen months in General Johnston's army; after the surrender he went back home, to live there as a farmer, and storekeeper until 1873, when greener pastures beckoned him to go westward and settle in Texas. There he met and married my mother, Miss TEXANA RICHARDSON, member of the prominent WILLIAM RICHARDSON family of Henderson County."
"The last children born to DANIEL and ISABELLE were twin boys, DANIEL and JOHN, born November 23, 1848. DANIEL married and raised a family of three children; he died in 1930. His brother John, who never married, died in 1938. [The author, Frank Bishop Lammons has transposed the names. Daniel is the brother that never married. He died in 1927. John married and had a family. He died in 1931. --EBL] my father, MURDOCK, knew very little about the family history except that his grandparents came from Scotland and that his parents came from North Carolina to settle in Ozark some years before his birth. During our childhood we corresponded with our cousins in Alabama; we wished that some day we might visit them. In 1944, during World War II, my sister Texana, living in Houston, met a soldier named Lammons, who lived in Western Florida. He gave her information that resulted in a correspondence with kinfolks. One of the kin was Mr. OMAR BARNES of Ozark, Alabama, the superintendent of Schools there. He had the family bible of his grandfather DUNCAN, who spelled his name LAMMON. Mr. Barnes had a complete history of his family since the birth of DUNCAN in 1792, who was the brother of my grandfather DANIEL LAMMONS."
"Beginning in 1950 I have made several trips to Alabama and Scotland to visit my kin, and to make contacts with the LAMONT CLAN, who live in the Highlands, near Glasgow. The LAMONT ancestral home, TOWARD CASTLE, near Dunoon, was destroyed in 1646, by the CAMPBELL Clan during clan wars. On these trips I became acquainted with many members of the LAMONT Clan and learned our family history."
"The information that I have obtained from the kin in Alabama and Florida, and from the CLAN LAMONT Society and the records in family bibles is contained herein; I record it for the information of our children of today and for
future generations who may be interested in genealogy, and in the story of MURDOCK LAMMONS, his forebears, and his descendants."
--Frank Bishop Lammons
San Antonio, Texas
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March 1, 1967
"Frank Bishop Lammons and Monteze Williams were married on Aug 22, 1922, Dallas, Texas. No children were born of this marriage. Their last home address was Ranger Creek Road, Boerne, Texas, 32 miles north of San Antonio, Texas. He was educated at Baylor University in Texas and enlisted in the U.S. Army on Feb 25, 1905. Retired as a Col. on Sept 30, 1946. He was a world traveler and later in life he taught at Trinity University at San Antonio. He was a history buff and made his classes at the university lively with his clever yarns of his many travels all over the world. He died of heart attack and was buried in Texas." --author unknown
- (Following is a letter written to the Clan Lamont Society by Frank Lammons, who was a Clan Lamont chief in 1950)
333 Eleanor Avenue,
San. Antonio, Texas, 78209
December 1965
"Dear Friends, In accordance with an age-old custom, another year has slipped by, and it's now time for me to take pen in hand to write you a Christmas letter, to wish you a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year, and to tell you what I have been doing during the past twelve months."
"My activities have been confined to the San Antonio area, as well as elsewhere. Last Christmas, after mailing you a Christmas letter, I took a train trip from that Texas town on the Rio Grande, known so well by thousands of TV listeners (so often the hottest town in the United States)--Presidio, Texas--to the Gulf of Lower California to a port named Popolobampo, hard by Los Mochis. It is a thrilling train ride over a recently constructed track laid across and through the Sierra Madre Mountains, built by Swiss engineers, with seventy-odd tunnels that were necessary in order to cross the rough mountain chain. The trip was made in comfortable Pullman cars, with a modern diner. I was entertained in modern hotels in Los Mochis and Chihuahua City at most reasonable prices."
"Early in June I boarded the good old Queen Mary bound for Europe. For the next sixty days I traveled over five thousand miles by sight-seeing buses from London to Greece, via Germany, France, Italy, Switzerland, Greece, Yugoslavia, Austria, Holland, and finally a swing into Scotland to visit the Highlands and my kin there; then I flew to New York and went on to Chautauqua, New York, to join my sister at that most interesting institution for the remainder of the summer."
"Now I am traveling southwards to spend Christmas holidays in Old Mexico (for the fourth consecutive year). My first stop will be in the quaint colonial town of San Miguel de Allende (200 miles north of Mexico City), a place where life moves slowly, where no one hurries or drops off with heart trouble. After a short stay, I'll move on to the best-illuminated city for a holiday week I have yet seen. Our Mexican neighbors spend the Holy Week celebrating the birth of the Savior, not in the revelries incident to the arrival of Santa Claus. They do a magnificent job of it If you want to take part in a colorful, lively Christmas week then travel down to Mexico, mix with the people in their celebration, and spend a few days in the great world city of Mexico"
"I am enjoying another year of teaching history of the United States to interested citizens (and foreigners) who want to know about the story of this country. Teaching helps me to keep fit mentally (at least, I think it does), and it keeps me busy for a good part of the year."
"This is the report I have to make to you about my activities for 1965. I manage to keep well and happy, although I have to admit that I am aging, but slowly. I wish you all a very merry holiday season, with high hopes that you will keep fit and happy during 1966; and that we will all be around next season to send love and best wishes and et cetera and so forth and cheerios to each other once again Adios, and good luck, always,
FRANK B. LAMMONS"
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