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Springs by Mike Cox:
"Unusual as its name is, Texas once
had two places called Sipe Springs. The other, never as big as the
one in Comanche County, was in Milam County. A hundred years ago, it had a
two-teacher school with three score students, but the school closed due to consolidation
in 1931 and within a decade nothing was left of the Milam County community."
Sipe Springs Old
grand parents' old farm in Sipe Springs."- Jeanne Diver Goff. |
and Sipe Springs
name for a community, but then knowing how it became named like that, it isn't
such a mystery. Back in the late 20's and early 30's, a strip coal mine was located
just north of the U S Highway 79 and about a mile west of the "roadside park"
and just west of the current Sandy Creek church. The name "Big Lump" came about,
apparently named after the lumps of coal that was being mined. In the immediate
area around Big Lump, the Sandy
Creek Church, cemetery and Sandy Creek two room schoolhouse and an old "country
store" adjacent to a "open field" baseball playground where adults and children
alike gathered on Sunday afternoon to "visit" and fill time between morning and
evening church services, was the center of the community.
Ira R. Touchstone owned a large house that sat about half a mile due north of
the "roadside park." Actually the "park" consisted of a single concrete picnic
table that has long since gone away. Directly across the highway was a dirt road
that led to our house and to Sipe Springs.
Just inside the open
field behind the picnic table where the baseball diamond was located, two "covered
benches" and a soda pop stand was in evidence. Every Sunday after church, the
young men and older boys met on the field for an evening of baseball. People in
the community came to watch the game and usually brought a picnic lunch to enjoy
before going back to church Sunday evening. I remember as a child, sitting on
our (Touchstone) front porch watching the games because I was not old enough to
play in the games.
My grandfather worked at the mine and one day when my
mother was walking through the small frame houses near the mine, delivering his
bucket lunch to him, she was attacked and mauled by a bulldog belonging to one
of the workers at the mine. She still bares the scars on her arm and shoulder.
All this occurred before my time but I remember my grandfather telling about how
he shot the dog while it was being held by its owner and had it's head sent to
Austin to check for rabies. Fortunately, the tests were negative, sparing her
the dreaded rabies shots. Having gone through a series of rabies shots later in
life due to a cat bite, I am well aware of what she missed.
a broken home (1931) I alternated between my grandparent's homes (Scott and Touchstone)
when I went to Sandy Creek and Sipe Springs two room schoolhouses. My teacher
at Sandy Creek was Mrs. Lumpkin and at Sipe Springs it was Mrs. Dee. Strange
as it may seem, those are the only teachers' names I remember until I got up into
Junior High school. The grades were divided by rows with grade school in one room
and high school in the other. We all had chores to do at school as well. The girls
helped sweep the floors and the boys cleaned chalkboards, erasers and brought
in firewood (when needed). During recess and lunch the girls usually played jump
rope and the boys played marbles, spun tops or chased horned toads.
summer months, most all the boys either hunted or trapped animals for their skins
when we were not working in the fields or clearing "new" ground. Living in the
country always provided something for us to do. Mainly we were learning how to
be responsible and dependable. Kids now days marvel at their fine cars, fancy
clothes and such items but I bet none were any more proud than I was when I got
my own horse and saddle - for which I worked to earn money to buy. I rode many
"trails with Roy Rogers, Gene Autry, Hoppy, Tom Mix and Buck Jones" while riding
through the countryside. At night we would crank up the old Super Heterodyne Radio
and listen to shows like The Shadow, Green Hornet, Capt. Midnight, Lone Ranger,
and I Love a Mystery to name a few. Back then a radio ran on an "A" battery
and a "B" battery - one was merely a car battery and the other a small higher
voltage battery. Since Dad was the only one in the family that could drive and
he was off to war, we used the car to recharge the car battery for the radio.
I guess I joined every club that was advertised by these adventure programs by
sending in cereal box tops for which we usually received a "secret coded" badge
and membership in their fan clubs. I have no idea what happened to all the treasures
I had back then but know that they would be priceless in today's world. Oh if
I only knew then what I know now!
Every Saturday morning my grandfather
Scott would hitch up a team to hiswagon, head into the pasture to soak the wheels
in the old slough (stock tank) then he and I would start to Rockdale
with my grandmother's butter and eggs, which were sold, to the local grocery stores.
My grandfather would give me a quarter to see the matinee at Matson's theater,
usually consisting of a comedy or cartoon, a serial and a western movie. There
was also enough money to buy a bag of popcorn and a candy bar or soft drink and
still have a few pennies left over. After the movie was over, I'd head to the
local domino hall, where my grandfather would be waiting after he did his "shopping".
We'd then go to the livery stable back of the hardware store, hitch up the team
and make our way to pick up his purchases, if any. Next we'd go by way of the
ice plant and get a 100 pound block of ice, wrap it in canvas, then sawdust or
cotton seed and more canvas then make one final stop at a small grocery store
which was run by an elderly Black man (I can still remember how nice and friendly
he always was) where he would buy each of us a large peanut patty to eat on the
way home. Of all the trips I made with him, the list of events never changed.
With my Touchstone grandparents, the events were just a little different,
we'd go to town in a Model T pickup but other than that, it would be the same,
except he didn't play dominos as I remember. On Saturday night, we'd all gather
at some house in the community and listen to the Grand Ole Opry from Nashville.
Back in those days, country music was Country Music, not what we call country
today. All the greats were eventually presented on either the Louisiana Hayride
or the Grand Old Opry, and after the Grand Old Opry went off the air about midnight,
the musicians would head across the street to the Ernest Tubb Record shop and
play as long as anyone would care to listen - or at least it seemed that way.
Of course us "youngens" would play out long before that time anyway.
too soon, school would come around again. To get to school, we all walked, one
or two rode a horse as I remember at Sipe Springs. I jokingly tell my grandchildren
about having to walk all that way to school in the snow and ice (usually ice every
winter but snow was a novelty). There does not seem to be as many ice storms now
as we had back then. I do remember how cold the houses were because they were
not insulated as they are today - in fact I don't believe there was any insulation
in the walls or ceiling. When I got up to high school age (after a year or two
at Mart, Missouri City, Angleton and Houston while living with my Mother) all
the "country" schools were closed and combined with either Rockdale
or Milano High School. Therefore, off to the "big school" we all went. I remember
that Rockdale had a "bad" football team and we
at Milano, were not allowed to play (school policy).
Our school played baseball, basketball, track and boxing. I can only remember
one multi school boxing event (Rockdale and Milano)
where I got my ears pinned back real good - oh well one can't expect to win at
Early in 1942 my dad, Ervin Scott, joined the Army as a member
of the 1st Armored Division and became a half-track driver. He came home in December
1945 and I joined the Army in January 1946 to retire in 1968. I then went on to
retire from the Security Alarm industry and later, my own Business and Computer
Consultant Company. There is an old saying, "You can take the boy out of the country
but you can never take the country out of the boy." That is especially true in
my case. I have traveled all over the world - seventeen countries, been to some
of the largest cities in the world, including London, Berlin, Tokyo and nothing
can compare to "country living" or "home folks." My wife of 54 years, coming up
on 55, and I finally quit retiring and just quit on a five acre tree covered piece
of land just south of San Antonio
where we enjoy our peace and quiet days with our two small dogs. One cat, several
grandkids and our church family.
Health problems keep me pretty close to
these military hospitals here in San
Antonio but my "home" is still there in Milam County, torn between Rockdale,
Milano and Big
Lump. Times will never be like they were back then, but then I guess we wouldn't
want them back would we - OR WOULD WE? Personally I don't think it was so bad
in that era. We never had much of the finer things in life but then we didn't
want or need much either.
- Dan Scott, "Just South of San Antonio", June
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Springs School 1914:Row
1: Clyde Diver, Floyd Vinton, Emerson Vinton, Fritz Hairston, (Dog Rover),John
Diver, Howard Sides, Coy Prewitt.
Row 2: Aggie Diver, Frankie Diver,
Frank Diver, Bill Prewitt, Charlie Diver, George Blackmon, Jimmie Sides, Bob Hairston,
Ray Vinton, Alice Diver, Mary Booth, Dora Prewitt, Coulter Diver, Ivy Diver
3:Mrs Ed Diver, Mary Diver Knight and Baby Owen, Estell Collins, Pearl Cloud
Diver, Mary Smith, Ella Diver Cora Diver, Madie Sides, Ollie Diver. Henry Diver.
Frank Booth, Dugan Vinton, W. D. Wheeler, Teacher.
Row 4: Lowell Hairston,
Dick Hairston, Ervin Smith, Willie Diver.
"I just receives this
photo from a distant cousin. It's the 1914 class of the Sipe Springs school.
Here is the list of names for the class photo. Itís like stepping back in time
to see all these faces. So many of these students were my aunts, uncles or cousins."
- Jeanne Diver Goff, March 23, 2011
Springs Old PhotosSubject:
Dan Scott on Big Lump and Sipe Spring
I want to thank Dan Scott for his
article about Big Lump and Sipe
Spring. For me, the best place in the world was the little farm of my Grandparents.
Arthur "Pete" and Urilla Diver. They lived just down the hill from Sally Scott
and the old school house. - Sincerely, Jeanne Diver Goff, September 25, 2010
Mr. Scott, [Here are] three pictures of my grand parents old farm
in Sipe Springs. They were Arthur "Pete" and Urilla Diver. They lived down the
hill from Sally Scott and his family. I dearly loved this place and these people.
- Sincerely, Jeanne Diver Goff, September 28, 2010
grand-parents Arthur "Pete" and Urilla Diver.|
They lived down the hill from
Sally Scott and his family." - Jeanne Diver Goff.
grand parents' old farm in Sipe Springs."- Jeanne Diver Goff. |
Grandpa Robert Diver" - Jeanne Diver Goff|
|Subject: From Burwell
What must it have been like to get on a ship in 1873 and
sail away from your home to another country,into the unknown? Robert and Mary
Ann Diver found out. They left England with their three little boys, John age
8, Ralph age 5 and George age 3. PLUS little Edward would be born on the ship.
Mercy! What kind of a trip did they have? Did they have a private compartment
or did they travel in steerage? They were not prosperous people, Robert was listed
in the 1871 English census as an agricultural laborer. Who helped Mary Ann when
the baby was born? How I wish I could go back in time and ask them all these questions.
They made it to Milam county and settled in the Sipe Springs community east of
Rockdale. Robert farmed and Mary Ann took care
of the house and children. Five more little Divers were born there. They were
Emily, Charles, Agatha, Arthur (Pete), my grandfather and Ephraim.
know a lot about how they lived. The census records show that they stayed in the
same place until they died. One family story says that Grandpa Robert's favorite
place in Rockdale was McCauley's saloon. I'm
sorry to say my daddy inherited this tradition. Without electricity, indoor pluming
and only a fireplace and wood burning cook stove for heat life was hard. One sad
fact is known, Robert, Mary Ann and all their children could not read or write.This
is very puzzling. Their grandchildren attended the Sipe Springs two room school
and learned to read and write. I guess Robert didn't think it was important.
and Mary Ann are buried in the New Salem Cemetery east of Rockdale.
- Jeanne Diver Goff, November 20, 2010
Kerosene by Jeanne Diver Goff
It was in about 1948 or 9, I
was about 10 years old, and I was visiting my Diver grandparents near Rockdale,
the Sipe Springs area. I dearly loved this poor little farm. I knew that it loved
me too, the trees, the sand, the chickens, well maybe not the grass burrs. But
if I could have stayed there forever I would have... more
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