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Claude Brown's 1965 novel Manchild in the Promised Land "I want to talk about the first Northern urban generation of Negroes. I want to talk about the experiences of a misplaced generation, of a misplaced people in an extremely complex, confused society. This is a story of their searching, their dreams, their sorrows, their small and futile rebellions, and their endless battle to establish their own place in America's greatest metropolis -- and in America itself." I was born, raised and educated in the large metropolitan city of Oakland. I was brought up to believe that Oakland was named over an abundance of oak trees in the city. Most of my extended family migrated to the Bay Area from a segregated rural farm/share cropping agrarian society in Louisiana during the 40’s and 50’s to work in the shipyard and war industries, and then moved on to the Chevrolet factory plant in Fremont, CA. Most of them died here, including my maternal grandparents, paternal grandmother, mother, father, and younger brother. The blood of my family runs deep here. I was among the first generation born and implanted in this large complex metropolitan city. By the time I graduated from Oakland High School, I suffered from an identity crisis so great that I wanted to just hide my ugly black head in the sand. I was convinced that I was unworthy to become anyone of value just because of my race. I had become to accept my place on the fringe of society somewhere between a petty hustler and poet. The two didn’t agree. Most of the time, I was confused. I had inner yearnings of being something different than a factory worker or a street hustler, but I had known little else. One day, I had followed some girls to Merritt Junior College on old Grove Street in Oakland for the want of anything better to do when I met some remarkably intelligent and articulate brothers that would turn my life around, among them Ken Freeman, Isaac Moore, Ernie Allen, Bobby Seale, and Huey P. Newton. Before the formation of the Panthers, Huey was already a legend. At Merritt, some of the young brothers told me if you mess with anyone on campus, don’t mess with that brother. They nodded their heads in respect to the brother as he walked passed us in the hallway. It was the historic Huey P. Newton in his formative years. I thought it was appealing to come to Merritt on a high and mess with the girls all day. As I stood in the hallway of Merritt Jr. College playing boyishly, bobbing and weaving, Laverne, Huey’s girlfriend would always look at me then whisper something about me to him. When Huey glanced over my way, I would instantly freeze, sober up and straighten my back. It wasn’t that I was afraid of him. It was that I respected him. He was quiet, strong, fearless, intelligent and respected among all men. His momentary glance always voice volumes. With a commanding look in his eyes, they always seemed to say, “manchild, I expect more of you.” It was always a sobering and disappointing experience for me to be confronted by Laverne’s disparagement and Huey’s haunting eyes. At the time, I thought to myself, “man, out of all the people in the world why have I come to the attention of Huey P. Newton.” It always left me almost breathless, inflated and the loneliest person in the world. I had no idea what it all meant. Huey was an extremely reserved man. He was far different than the man that was released from prison in 1971. I learned quickly to take my clues from Huey’s eyes and movements of his body. Huey was a serious pre-law student. Laverne was an equally serious student majoring in music. Huey was always with his arms full of books. I had found a role model. As a child, I loved to read. Some days, I would go to the public library and find a quiet secluded spot in the stacks, and read for hours. Most of my life, I had been conditioned to believe that I wasn’t worthy of scholarly pursuits, literally expressions, or higher learning. Man-child hustlers existing on the fringe of a metropolitan society didn’t carry or read any books. Within weeks, I enrolled at Merritt as a freshman. I couldn’t complete a class schedule or comprehend the college class schedule, but for the gratefulness and marvelous intervention of two older sisters that saw he struggling. I would not have completed my first class schedule. Within months, I was anew a serious student. Laverne became a friend that I cherished. I joined Huey and Bobby Seale in the formation of the Black Panther for Self Defense. The brothers and sisters of Merritt Jr. College took me through the “Looking Glass” of a large complex metropolitan society and expose some of its hidden family jewels.
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PRINCERAY Y-DNA= TA- SETI LA BANTU

THE BULLOCK FAMILY,  TA- SETI, BEATS OF AN ANCIENT DRUM

The Beat of An Ancient Drum Has Always Been In My Heart

My Y-DNA analysis from Ancestry.com is in; 93% Africa, 41% Cameroon- Congo, 22% Ivory Coast/Ghana, 13% Benin/Togo, 10% Senegal and 7% Europe. Needless to say, I am surprised. Actually, startled would be a better word. I thought it would be the other way around with a majority of my DNA from Ivory Coast/Ghana and Benin/Togo which together is 35%.That most likely places our great-great-great grandfather, Moses Bullock’s (Virginia, 1780), origin from present-day Cameroon in West Africa, where this particular type of DNA is most common. Congo leads us to the Bantu.

 

However, all roads seem to lead back to the ancient Lands of Kush (Ethiopia) – Kemet (Ta- Merry, Ta- Seti) – descendants of the Civilization of the Secrets of the Inkh or Nkh (Ankh) that may go back 200,000 years in South Africa. [1]

The hieroglyphics spells out the word “BATU” in keeping with the current original word “BANTU”. For the first time ever the set of hieroglyphics above leaves an indelible print which traces back the existence of the Bantu people during ancient times in the Sudan and Kemet (Ta- Merry, Ta- Seti).

Hr(Egyptian hieroglyph for “face” – Elephantine)

The Niger-Congo hypothesis developed by Joseph Greenberg on Bantu languages state that the Bantu originated in West Africa, the Cameroon, and migrated across the Congo basin into Southern and East Africa. Guthrie on the other hand did not commit himself but said that the Bantu dispersal lies within an elliptical area towards the centre, in the woodland region of Katanga.” [2]

Almost all the Bantu people living in Kenya speak of a migration from up North. The people of Marachi location are known to have come from Elgon although other clans of the same group came from Kemet. They came in canoes on the River Nile as far as Juja, Uganda and later moved eastward into Lake Victoria. They changed course until Asembo and separated with the Luo who walked along the lake shore but the rest crossed into South Nyanza. They then turned northwards and reached Butere and then moved on to Luanda and to Ekhomo. The Luo people were behind them right from Kemet. The people of Samia location came from Kemet on foot. The Abakhekhe clan too originated from Kemet on foot. The Abachoni clan originally came from Kemet on foot. The people of Bukusu originally came from Kemet in canoes. The Luhya oral literature of origin, suggest a migration into their present-day locations from the north. Virtually all sub-ethnic groups claim to have migrated first south from Kemet. In one of the Luhya dialect, the word “Abaluhya” means “the people of the North”, or “Northerns”. [3]

Apart from the oral traditions provided by Bantu elders, the evidence is also based on linguistic, historical, scientific and cultural studies done by Cheikh Anta Diop. Usually the spread of Bantu is placed in West Africa, but their haplogroup is Ethiopian. [4] A haplotype is a group of genes in an organism that are inherited together from a single parent.[5]

Serer is the name of the second largest ethnic group located in Senegal and the Gambia in West Africa. The word Serer, in ancient Kemet, means “he who traces the temples.” Thus, although Serer are mainly found today in Senegal, they have a long history across Africa. Some Serer people are also found in the country of Mauretania. They are an ancient people whose history reaches deep into the past during various migrations from the North and East to their present home in West Africa. The oral tradition of the Serer states that they traveled from the Upper Nile to West Africa. One of the reasons that Cheikh Anta Diop claimed that the Serer were able to reject Islam, being one of the few African groups in the West African Sahel region to do so successfully, might be because of their strong connection to their ancient religious past. Scholars have long believed that the route of the Serer from their ancient homeland in East Africa can be traced by upright stones found along the latitude they traveled from East to West, from Ethiopia to the region of Sine-Saloum, Senegal. [6]

It seems possible that the Serer found the sacred city of Kaon upon their arrival in Sine – Saloum as a replica of the Kemetic city of the same name. In addition, the name of the deity Roog suggests Ra. Indeed, Roog was often complemented by the national epithet, Senior Kemetologists have seen in the Serer name Sar, a widely used Serer name, the idea of nobility, because in ancient Kemet (Egypt), the term Sa Ra meant Son of God. A linguistic variant of this is San, from the nobility of Sudan, as in the expression San-Kore, the area where the nobility and intellectuals lived in Timbuktu. [7]

THE MAGNIFICENT WRESTLERS OF SENEGAL

Thus in outline was seen the mission of The People–La Bantu as they called themselves. They migrated, they settled, they tore down, and they learned, and they in turn were often overthrown by succeeding tribes of their own folk. They rule with their tongue and their power all Africa south of the equator, save where the Europeans have entered. They have never been conquered, although the gold and diamond traders have sought to debauch them, and the ivory and rubber capitalists have cruelly wronged their weaker groups. They are the Africans with whom the world of to-morrow must reckon, just as the world of yesterday knew them to its cost.
W.E.B. Dubois pg. 52 Chapter VI – The Negro, http://www.sacred-texts.com/afr/dbn/dbn05.htm

Hopefully, these are the beginnings of our return, and the connection to the covenant of spiritual solidarity with our MOTHERLAND.

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[1] http://www.secretoftheankh.com/

[2] http://www.kaa-umati.co.uk/Bantu%20in%20Ancient%20Egypt.htm

[3] Id.

[4] https://www.africaresource.com/rasta/sesostris-the-great-the-egyptian-hercules/bantu-origins-of-ancient-egyptians/

[5] https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Haplogroup

[6] http://www.allempires.com/forum/forum_posts.asp?TID=35257

[7] Id.

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Out of the Other World, Notorious Jake Bullock: Man, Myth & Spirit

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And the LORD God formed man of the dust of the ground, and breathed into his nostrils the breath of of life; and man became a living soul. The Original African Heritage Study Bible (King James Version) 1998

Above all, Notorious Jake Bullock was an important historical figure worthily of study. Born in the brutal ungodly Deep South in 1856, Jake was a slavery man. In the world of inhuman bondage, he had lived a slave stripped and raped of all humanity, dignity and compassion. In bondage, Jake had experienced and seen unspeakable “unworldly” and “unearthly” horror, death, evil, pain, suffering and misery.Yet, there existed something remarkable and mysterious about Jake.

He (Jake) had long dark hair like an Indian. –Sam Bullock (1893-1970)

It is interesting that one of his sons, Sam Bullock-Quinn, described Jake distinctly and stunningly like a Black Indian. It is suggestively of Native American influence. Before Columbus and European settlements in America, there were Black Native Americans with straight black hair.

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Above, two Black Pre-Columbus California Native Americans.

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Above, Post-Columbus Black complexioned Native American with long dark straight hair.

My impression from the little oral folklore about Jake is that he seemed more of a mythical figure than real. I mean it seems as if Sam and Big Papa John Bullock only observed Jake from a distance in passing. Big Papa was a big 6’2”-6’4” man for any man to reckon with. My father, Rayford, Big Papa’s eldest son passed down folklore to his eldest daughter, Erma (Clemon Teen) Lee Bullock, that Big Papa was a leading figure in some type of Council of Black Elders that unofficially resided over Black people affairs with whites in Walthall-Pike and Marion Counties.

Before the turn of the century, there was a recorded improper indiscretion between a member of their community, Dick Tyler, with some white women in Pike County. A former bondsman, Dick Tyler, was a well respected mountain of a man. He was a legendary strong man lumberjack of the forest like a mythical Black Paul Bunyon. It wasn’t whites that ran Tyler out of the county. It was this Council of Black Elders that gave him a good trashing before booting him of town.

I said this to say that from oral family folklore passed down by my father, Big Papa was a well respected leading figure in Walthall County. Even Big Papa appeared mystified with Jake. He refused to talk about him even among his own children.

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Above,19th century contemporary Ethiopians, Yohmamnes IV (1831-1889) and Tewodros II (1818-1863), with long dark straight hair like Native Americans.

Jake’s dark complexion and long dark hair may also suggest a strong Eastern African influence as above. We have only a very few clues of the African influences of the root Black Bullock family groups of Marion County, Mississippi, whom may have not been a generation removed from their African roots. One important clue comes from naming rituals and customs. Jake’s younger sister, born 1865 at the end of the Great Civil War, was named “Nisa.”

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Above, a beautiful Hausa woman from the Motherland. Nisa was an unusual name for John and Ellen Bullock, because they had often named their children from very close relatives.or the enslavers’ families. However, Nisa (Nissa) is distinctly African (Hausa) meaning anything- groaned, thought about dead or absent person; distance.

Sam’s mother name, Zada, is also distinctly African (Hausa) meaning “derived from Arabic”, f. exaggeration, then Zado (Hausa) means “Katsina House” tall and handsome person. That’s really interesting because Zada thought that she was too fine, bright and handsome of a woman to have a dark and beautiful off spring like Sam and may have left him to others to raise.

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In Nana Banchie Darkwah, Ph.D. reflective landmark book THE AFRICANS WHO WROTE THE BIBLE, it show clearly a linguistically and DNA link with ancient Kemet (Egypt) and Cush (Nubia-Ethiopia) to descendants of Sub Saharan Africa notably the Akan- Hausa people of Ghana, Guinea and Nigeria. The Late Great Senegalese Historian and Anthropologist Cheikh Anta Diop traces Ancient Kemet and Cush-Nubians descendants to geographical Africa.Diop used linguistics, archeological artifacts, culture, and documentary text to prove his research.

The Hebrew ‘rison adam’ = ancestral man is ‘adamu orisa’ = ancestral Adam in Hahm/Hausa languages of Nigeria. The Hausa word for human being is ‘dan adam.’ The Sanskrit word for male human is ‘manu’ which resembles the African word ‘adamu’ more closely than the Hebrew word.

The implications could be equally but more profound if Jake was a descendent of the mysterious Kemites, Ethiopians or Cushites of the Bible. We do know that in 1870 there was also something most unusual and extraordinary about his father and mother, Big John and Ellen.

“And he that keeepth his commandments dwelleth in him, and he in him. And hereby we know that he abideth in us, by the Spirit which he hath given us.” 1John 3:24 , The Original African Heritage Study Bible (King James Version) 1998

In 1870, the U.S. Census taker recorded that a 7 (seven) year old white child, W.H. Bashon, residing with Big John, Ellen, Jake and his brothers and sisters. I asked an eminent African American genealogist about this oddity that didn’t seem to happen if ever. I was informed that usually even if a white child was found with a Black family that the census taker, most often a local, would never record the child with the Black family but always list him or her with their proper white residential family.

The Bashon child had been related to the household of a wealthy white plantation owner, Hosea Davis. Hosea along with his son-in-law, Hugh Bullock, were well respected pioneers, influential and leading citizens of Marion County, Mississippi.

The genealogist suddenly looked away with a far away look in her eyes, she told me that this indicates that Big John and Ellen maintained an unusual and extraordinary position of “High Esteem” in the community. Were John and Ellen shamans or African religious faith healers?

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Like above, my impression is that Jake most likely rode through Marion-Pike-Walthall Counties similar to a mounted Hausa Warrior from the Motherland. I tell you that Jake was no ordinary man, somebody, whether Native American or African, taught Jake special things, and how to escape the numbing of Slavery by transformations, entering Spirit Worlds.

The OTHER WORLD, American Slavery

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“…for as the days of a tree are the days of my people, and mine elect shall long enjoy the work of their hands. They shall not labour in vain, nor bring forth for trouble; for they are the seed of the blessed of the LORD, and their offspring with them.” Isaiah 65:21-22, The Original African Heritage Study Bible (King James Version) 1998

Our ancestors profoundly said that the survivors of American bondage lived in the “Other World.” To the generation that followed them, they were heroic figures. To survive the sheer brutality and cruelty of slavery, the ancestors existed in two worlds, part spirit,-part real.

Jake had lived through Slavery, the Great Civil War, the Assassination of President Abraham Lincoln, Reconstruction and the First World War. It didn’t make him dysfunctional, spiteful, mean and evil. I am pretty sure that if he was pure evil that someone would have killed him.

I tell you that Jake Bullock was not only a heroic figure from the “Other World.” He was part man-part spirit. There was something strange and supernatural about Jake. My impression is that Jake was incredibly passionate, yet not romantic in any sense of the word. He had to have been spellbinding, magnetic and deeply hypnotic to do the things he did.

Around Pike, Marion and Walthall County, Mississippi, Jake had earned the repute of “Pac Man Bullock.” As far as I know, Jake was the only man with that particular distinction. At the turn of the century, “pac or pack” was usually slang that referenced dominate masculine sexual interaction (sex) with women.

Now, pack (packing) is associated with the Phallus. Interestingly, the phallus, model of the male genital organ, the symbol of fertility was carried in procession in many ancient religious ceremonies in order to stimulate the fruitfulness of the earth, the flocks, and the people, and so prevent weakness of the race. One of the most popular ancient cults of the PHALLLUS was in worship of the God OSIRIS of Kemet.

From the Ice Age to the Ancient Land of Kemet, the Phallus has been a mysterious religious symbol. It is an universal Sacred Symbol of Male Creative Power which is still a symbol of mysterious cult worship today. I tell you that in order to record all the off springs of Jake- I need to explore new and different family trees and software

Yet, we still really know every little about Jake. Jake was a mystery. Even my grandfather, John Bullock, refused to talk or discuss anything to anyone about his father. Big Papa John Bullock just didn’t appear to be a man to sly again from any subject or any other man. Yet, there was something about Jake that he couldn’t talk about. Papa named his second son, J.T., but we called him, Jake. At that time and for decades, we really knew nothing about his legendary father, the Notorious Jake Bullock.

At the abolition of slavery, his sons including Big Papa and most of Jake’s relatives continued to maintain noticeable kinship with their former enslavers and related families. After the war, many entered into new post-slavery sharecropping contracts with the former slave owning anti-bellum landowners that lasted for decades from one generation to another. That is, mostly all, except Jake. My impression is that even white folks that knew him from childhood didn’t really talk about Jake either.

In 1900, the U.S. Census asked Jake’s profession. Jake said that his avocation was a “gardener,” a person that works in or tends a garden. My impression is that Jake didn’t have much of a sense of humor, or be sarcastic. In 1900, Pike, Marion and Walthall Counties were predominately agrarian communities. Most people were farmers, sharecroppers or worked at the saw mills.

Jake was strangely shrew and philosophical for a man of his time and education. Jake was talking about a “human” garden. Jake meant what he said, gardener- to stimulate the fruitfulness of the earth, the flocks, and the people, and so prevent weakness of the race.

Papa’s mother, Liddie (Lydia) Brister-Bullock, had to have been spellbound with Jake. In about 1886, she married Jake’s first cousin, George Bullock (b. 1854 or1861). A number of different sources confirmed that George was related to Jake’s anti-bellum family. George may have been the elder son of Stephen (1833) and Delila Bullock (1841) of Lincoln County. At this time, it can’t be determined if Stephen had been Jake’s uncle or Delila an aunt. In 1880, Stephen had been described as a mulatto. But from consistent family folklore, Jake and George were 1st cousins.

There may have been yet another possible George Bullock (br. 1860). This George was the son of Pricey Sibley (1835). Pricey had a second son, probably William (b. 1864) through Big John Bullock during bondage. I suspected that Big John may have been a forced classical African breeding stud. After abolition of slavery, Big John seemed to have taken particular interest and care of his off springs.

Liddie had one child of the marriage, George, Jr. (b. June 6, 1894-1920). George, Sr. passed sometime between the conception and birth of George, Jr. and 1900 when Lydia reported that she was a widow. I suspect that Jake’s beloved cousin had passed sometime between October 1893 and March 1895 when Papa was conceded.

My impression is George, Sr. and Jake had been very close in life and spirit. Both had been born in the “Other World,” human bondage, and survived. Family folklore suggests that they both had been entertainers, fiddlers. The Late Great Onetha Bullock-Hutchinson told me that she had narrowed down from the family that George, Sr. was killed in New Orleans by either jumping from a window or being thrown out of it.

Jake had an older brother born into bondage, Joseph Bullock (b. 1854-1900?). Jake also had been spiritually bonded with Joseph. In 1880, Joseph was married to Mary Ann Bullock (1860) just a couple of houses from Jake and his wife, Lucinda (1856-1910?). In 1880, Joseph’s children were Charley (b. 1875), John or Joseph, Jr. (b. 1876), Nannie-Nancy (b. 1879) and Willie (b. 1880). After the death of Joseph and George, I don’t think Jake shared very much of himself with any other males not even his many sons.

After the U.S. 1900 Census, Liddie married James (Jim) Bullock with the birth of Corine Bullock in March 1901. Jim was Jake’s elder son through Lucinda. In 1880, the Jake and Lucinda’s marriage had produced Jim (2/1875) above, Rebecca (1877), Francis Bullock (1878) and another William (1881).

Before Lucinda, Jake had reportedly had a son, Longeno (b. 1873). Between Francis and William, Jake had a union with Liddie’s mother that produced a son (Dudley) in 1880. In that same year, Jake had a union with Julia that produced another son, Eugene, in 1881; and Jake had yet another son named Bud Bullock (br. March/April 1881). Strangely, it seems as if Jake could be in several different places at the same time.

In 1885, Liddie and Jake may have had Levi (2/1885), George and Liddie had Angeline (9/1887) and most likely Hattie (3/1891), then Liddie and Jake had Papa (1895) after George’s death, and Josie 2/1898). Between Hattie and Papa, Jake had a union with Zady (Zada) Thompson (b. 5/1877) that produced another son, Sam (b. 1893).

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Incredibly in 1900, Zada and her sister, Izel (10/1876), were living with Jake and Lucendia seven (7) years after the birth of Sam. Izel is also an mystical and ancient Mayan name, The meaning of the name is moon goddess, she of the rainbow. An original form of Itzel is Ix Chel (Mayan). The first name is derived from the name of the Mayan moon goddess, Ix Chel.

Above, Ix Chel with a remarkably similar serpent (wisdom) headdress of her much older Egyptian prototype Moon Goddess, Isis. In Kemet Mythology, Isis is sister-wife of Osiris, and the mother of Horus. Recall, Osiris is one of the most established ancient PHALLUS procession Gods.

According to Mayan mythology, the moon goddess Ix Chel, together with her sun god husband, created the pantheon of Mayan gods. Known also as the Lady Rainbow, she is connected to the tides, water, and rain flow.

Ix Chel presumably presides over Manataka, once a mystical gathering place of peace for spiritual elders and indigenous tribal leaders. She is a powerful healer with creational roots and can be invoked to help tap into into the infinite source of divine healing energy that flows through all of life.

Was there something extremely unusual about Zada, Izel and Jake’s relationships? I suspect that there was indeed. Was Jake some type of teacher? I suspect that he was! Teaching what, I don’t know. After 1900, we simply lose track of Zada and Izel.

In 1900, Jake’s wife, Lucendia, reportedly was 36 years old, born 7/1864. It certainly wasn’t Jake’s 1880 wife, Lucinda (Huey?) b. 1856. According to Jake and Lucendia, they had married some time in 1887. Jake had two grandsons living with him, Lucius Stovall (8/1894) and Florence Crooks (1/1899). Lucius appeared to be the son of his daughter Rebecca (br. 1877) that had been recently widowed.

After Papa John’s birth, Jake had yet another son named after his late uncle, Jack Bullock (b. 1896). We can trace some of Jake’s sons, because they carry his surname. But, we lose track of his daughters because of marriages.

In 1920, Jake was found in Pike County, Beat 3 in Pike County with a new wife Manda Allen? Bullock (br. 1867) and an adopted son, Robert Allen. After 1920, Jake just vanished as if he hadn’t never been present in the physical world. Here we are in the 21st Century and people still seem reluctant to talk about Jake.

Shhh……! I hear something. I am going to turn off the t.v., computer and lights. Wait a minute. Quiet ………………………………….! There it goes again …………………………………………………………………

There is something stirring in this room……! Jake, is that you?

 

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Mrs. Elease Bullock-Williams, We Celebrate Your Coming and Birthday

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On April 7, 2012, the Family gathered together as one to celebrate Elease’s 74th  Birthday, born April 10, 1938 to Rayford Bullock and Ola May Hutchinson of Morehouse Parish, Louisiana. Elease’s mother, Ola May, was in the lineage of the Old Man of the Louisiana Plains, Isaac (1800-1890?) and the Cherokee Woman Amanda (Mandy) Hutchinson (1836-1916) of Bastrop, Morehouse Parish, Louisiana.

Above, my impressions of the Old Man of the Louisiana Plains, Issac Hutchinson. Family folklore record that Isaac was half Irishman out of South Carolina. One of the family suggest that Isaac may have been a Civil War Veteran, 3rd Infantry Field Division. It would explain Isaac’s appearance in Morehouse Parish after the Civil War and start of his family with Mandy. Their first son Holman was born in 1868 three years after the Great War and Abolition of Slavery. Holman had been a Pony Express rider. My impression is that Holman learned horsemanship and weaponry from the Old Man Civil War Veteran. Holman didn’t take any stuff. He was involved in a gun fitght and fled Morehouse Parish and resettled in Waco, Texas. Recently, I have been informed fhat there exists family folklore that say that Mandy Hutchinson was a member of the Cherokee Nation out of North Carolina. The Hutchinson Family Legacy continue to evolve as we speak.

Ola May was the daughter of “Poor Sam” and Vinnie Reese. Poor Sam was the son of Sam Hutchinson, Sr., (1874-) of Bastrop, son of Isaac and Mandy Hutchinson. Rayford was the son of Big Papa John Bullock (1895-1971) and Ida McGowen (1898-1989) of Tylertown, Walthall County, Mississippi. During the 1930’s, the Hutchinson and Bullock Families had developed a special mutual bond, brotherhood and fellowship in and around Mer Rouge, Collingston and Bastrop.

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It was faith that brought Ola May and Rayford together, because none of us know what God’s plans should or will be. God has plans for all of his children. At the time, Rayford was married to Lela Belle Blueford. Belle was the daughter of Jerline (Jacklin) Hutchinson (1901-1997) and Luke Blueford (1900-1964). Jerline, above, was the daughter of Jack Hutchinson (1867-1930) and Belle Winfield (1872-1957).

Sam Hutchinson, Sr. and Jack Hutchinson were brothers, sons of Isaac and Mandy Hutchinson. Jerline and Poor Sam were 1stcousins. Ola May and Belle’s, named after Belle Winfield, grandparents were Isaac and Mandy Hutchinson. They were cousins. Ola May and Rayford’s union caused quite a stir around town and among the families.

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Rayford’s father, 6’-2”-6”-4” and Elease’s Paternal Grandfather,  Big Papa John Bullock, was the son of the legendary “Notorious Jake Bullock.” Jake, born 1856 had been a man of another era and world, American Slavery. At the turn of the of the 20thCentury, Jake had earned the reputation of being an infamous philanderer of Pike and Marion County, Mississippi so much so that he was called the county “Pac man.” Jake had so many relationships and children that I need to develop new and special software to record his family tree.

Papa was born out of wedlock to Jake and Lydia (Liddie) Bullock (1865-1937). Only God knows who Jake was actually married to when Papa was born in about 1895 but it wasn’t my great grandmother Liddie. Jake was so notorious he even fathered a son with Liddie’s mother, Papa’s grandmother (Alice Packwood) in 1880.

At the turn of the 20thCentury, Papa grew up among a large close knit clan of brothers and cousins, known as the philandering notorious “Bullock Boys” of Tylertown, Walthall County, Mississippi led by his brother and I believe another one of Jake’s sons by Liddie, Levi Bullock (1885-1925).

Liddie had a very special and remarkable love for Jake that only God knows and people have been writing novels and tragedies about across the ages. In developing the Bullock Family Legacy, I began with the name, Jim or Gin, from the late Great Onetha Bullock-Hutchinson as being Big Papa’s accepted father. Onetha said Papa had adamantly refused to talk about or acknowledge his real father, Jake, even among his own children.

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Above, Big Papa’s youngest son and Rayford’s brother, Honorary Bullock Family Reunion Chairperson and Organizer, Julius Bullock  (Elease’s Uncle), and Belle’s eldest daughter Mrs. Emma Sokoya (Elease’s Sister) in attendance to celebrate her 74th Birthday.

Mrs. Christina Patrick, Belle’s daughter (Elease’s sister) and Mrs. Thelma Bullock-Wiggins, Papa’s daughter (Elease’s Aunt) were also in attendance. Elease’s brother, Guy Hutchinson (Son of Ola May), and our dear cousin was also there.

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Before his death, Papa told me that he at one time he was a CC Rider (Country Circuit Preacher). Papa wasn’t as notorious with women as his father, but he told me about his horse and his blanket roll that he had liked to spread out. My impression from family folklore is that Jake had been a circuit Fiddler that also rode across the counties by horse also with that infamous “Love”  blanket roll on his horse.

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Mama (Grandmother) Ida, above, an extremely quiet, loving, spiritual and religious woman, finally had enough of Papa’s philandering and separated after one of his girlfriends tried to poison her. I found Papa to be an extremely articulate, intelligent and remarkable man of this era from the turn of the 20th Century when our men had been forbidden for generations to temper the magnificence of their true inner God given strength, beauty and divine magnetism (Love).

As for Notorious Jake, my dear maternal grandmother, Jerline Hutchinson, as others born at the turn of the 20th Century held relatives and descendants that survived American Slavery in extremely high esteem. Mama as we affectionatelly called her described them most profoundly as to have lived in “The Other World.” I take my cue from Mama. I wish that I could have the wisdon at the time to have shared more time with these most remarkable people from a by-gone era.

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Fortunately, Papa’s closest brother during most of his life, another one of Jake’s sons, the Late Sam Bullock-Quinn (1893-1975) left us with spoken folklore that Jake was tall, dark and handsome with long straight jet-black hair (Choctaw Nation of Louisiana?). Interestingly, Mandy, pictured above from about 1915, and Jack Hutchinson’s family folklore also records that they also were impressively tall, handsome with long flowing straight jet-black hair down their backs like Cherokee Nation Native Americans.

The folks of that era often thought it best to keep some skeletons like Notorious Jake in the closet and still may be reluctant to talk about things of the past. Nonetheless, it so happened that Big Papa was raised by a loving, good, dependable and sturdy step-father, Jim (James) Bullock.

Jim Bullock (1875-1953) had been yet another one of Jake’s sons. I said this to say that but for “Notorious Jake” I, Princeray,  and many of us would not have been here because the legendary Pac man of Pike-Marion (Walthall) County is our Great Grandfather and Lela Belle Blueford-Bullock was my mother. We all come from a rich, meaningful, interesting, powerful and extrordinary family background, history and legacy that has endured seas, oceans, mountiains, Slavery, and generations of troubles, struggle and love. God has a special and beautiful plans for all of his children.

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Above, the Remarkable Gwen Williams and her beloved mother. Elease said that growing up, Ola May and Rayford’s union, had caused her to be in an awkward position within the families, but they subsequently adjusted and accepted her lovingly unconditionally. In Mer Rouge or Collingston, Morehouse Parish, Elease found marriage and union with the late Lonnie Jim Williams.

On Saturday, April 7, 2012, we gathered together in San Pablo, CA with Elease’s daughters, Gwen Williams and O’netha Miles and their lovely and beautiful families as a Family United to celebrate Elease’s 74th Birthday with God’s Blessings, Wishes and our unconditionally LOVE.

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Some years ago, Elease suffered a heart attack that left her almost completely paralyzed. She is of sound mind and glowing disposition. We celebrate her Coming and Life. We pray for speedy recovery and many more joyous HAPPY BIRTHDAYS and REUNIONS.  GOD BLESS!

P.S. Ms. Gwen Williams informed me of the recent passing of our dear cousin THOMAS HUTCHINSON III in Louisiana. Recently, Thomas had been on my mind, because the Elders have called for a family reunion in 2013.  I didn’t get the opportunity to meet Thomas, but I was well aware that he had been a leader and inspiration in keeping the family together in Louisiana. I wish to take the liberty to extend our belated Condolenses and Sympathy to the THOMAS HUTCHINSON FAMILY AND LOVED ONES.   

 

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My Sweet Belle, Lela Bell Blueford-Bullock & the Parable of the Drowning Man

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When Sweet Belle, above in a rare early photo from Louisiana, passed, a lot of people had warm and beautiful things to say about Lela Belle Blueford-Bullock. This humble country girl from the backwoods of Louisiana had been loved and touched many. We didn’t know then, but there was yet another unknown and powerful Black Family Legacy Chapter about Belle’s exceptional courage, strength and character that few knew anything about.

God Works in Mysterious Ways.

Some of the richest and most valuable historical Black Folklore from the South recorded can be found in Zora Neal Hurston’s books like “Of Mules and Men.” Hurston recorded folklore includes the Parable of the Drowning Man. This story is not exact but close to the story that she recorded out of the South. There were a lot of tales among our people about God, Prayers, Faith and the Great Mississippi Flood of 1927.

In 1927, the mighty Mississippi had flooded an area 50 miles wide and more than 99 miles long affecting seven states. The area was inundated up to a depth of 30 feet. The flood caused over $400 million in damages and killed 246 people in seven states.

The Parable of the Drowning Man

One very religious Negro died in the Great Mississippi Flood of 1927 and went to Heaven. On the way through the Pearly Gates, he stopped to complain to Saint Peter. He told St. Peter about the flood and that he had been trapped on top of the roof of his home. He said that he prayed to God to save him. He said that a man came by in a boat and told him “get in, get in!” The religious man of much faith told him, “No, I have faith in God, he will save me.” The boat went on save others. Later the water came up to his waist and another boat came by and the guy told him to get in again. The religious man told the rescuer that he had faith in God and God will answer his prayer and save him. With the water at about chest high, another boat came to rescue him, but he turned down the offer to get in the boat again because “God would answer his prayer and save him.” With the water at chin high, he said another boat came by and offered to rescue him. Again, he told Saint Peter that he had turned away the rescue boat expecting God to answer his prayers and save him. He drowned. The religious Negro asked St. Peter, “What happened? He said, “I put all my faith in God and he let me drown!” Saint Peter looked at the faithful Negro with a bewildered look and told him, “God sent you four boats, what more did you want?”

Of all the people in my life, I most misunderstood my mother’s wit. As a child, I often prayed to God for a decent home with a father, bicycle and other worldly material things just to be like other kids. I was always the poorest of the poor. My home more often than not was a broken down infested roach and mouse palace. I was too embarrassed to invite anyone home to meet my mother and family. We were often left hungry and always wanting. Our school lunches were often nothing more than French fried potatoes in a greasy paper bag. My saddest days were always Christmas. As a child, there was little if anything under the tree for me. We grew up in such poverty that I often blamed my father and mother, Belle, for our plight.

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Lela Belle Blueford was born in 1921, the oldest child of the late Luke Blueford and Jerlene Hutchinson, above in a rare photo, someplace near Collingston and Mer Rouge, Morehouse Parish, Louisiana. She had been named “Belle” after her most beloved maternal grandmother, Belle Winfield-Hutchinson.

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She often talked about the hard times around the farm and picking cotton from dusk to dawn. She said that she had been forced to drop out of school in the 2nd grade to help around their sharecropping farm. When she did go to school, she often reminded us that she had to walk to school barefooted for miles. She didn’t have shoes. Belle could neither read nor write. She said that she had married my 16-17 year old father at about 14 years old in Collingston in or about 1936.

Rayford Bullock was the eldest son of John Bullock and Ida McGowen of Walthall County, Mississippi where he was born on August 29, 1918. Their late eldest child, Vergie Bullock, is pictured behind.

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In about 1939, my father was recruited to relocate to California to work in the Bay Area War Industry. Germany had invaded Poland in September 1939. The invasion started World War II. His first job was at the Oakland U.S. Army Base. During this time, Oakland was strictly racially segregated. Blacks relocating in Oakland to help the war effort had difficult times finding homes. In 1944, Belle and two small infant daughters were able to move to Oakland to be reunited. Our first family home was at Oakland’s first downtown Nineteenth Century luxury hotel, The Galindo, which had been converted to segregated housing for Southern Blacks recruited to work in the Bay Area War Industry. The old Galindo at 409 8th Street and 717 Franklin Street bordered Chinatown and Oakland’s Skid Row. It was my place of birth.

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In 1947, my father, above in his favorite Naval Supply Jacket, was transferred to the Alameda U.S. Navy Base as a civilian employee. He worked as an airplane parts cleaner. On March 6, 1948, my father suddenly didn’t come home from work. He was taken from the naval base to Highland Hospital and then transferred to Napa State Hospital. I interviewed almost all of my father’s brothers and sisters that were still alive in about 1995. All they know is that the family received a phone call from the hospital that he had been transferred to Napa State Hospital. The family’s opinion was unquestionable and undeniable. They said that nothing was wrong or out of the ordinary with my father. On all accounts, my father didn’t drink, smoke or use drugs. He had been a caring, gentle, thoughtful, intelligent and literate human being. He also had been a model employee. On December 10, 1945, the rear admiral of the Alameda Naval Supply Depot awarded his dictated service during wartime with a special “U.S. Navy Recognition of Service.”

Responding to my California Public Records Act requests, Highland Hospital claimed that it has no record of my father ever being there. I also discovered that all of his records at Napa State Hospital from the March 1948 to July 1949 U.S. Navy commitment were deliberately destroyed or secreted away.

The State of California claims that it has no other records of my father’s commitment, the naval facility at Napa or any information about the people and military U.S. Navy doctors that committed him. The feds and state knew where I trying to go with the inquiries and cut off all loose ends. So, I turned to public records of his commitment at the Alameda County Courthouse in Oakland. I was suddenly greeted by a committee of nervous county courthouse clerks that told me that all of father’s records were locked away in a safe upstairs. They told me in no uncertain terms that my father’s records were deemed classified information, and “you will never see those records in your lifetime!” I took it as a veiled threat.

From March 1948 to July 1949, Napa State Hospital kept my father at a classified naval facility on the hospital grounds that could be seen just outside the hospital director’s office. The newspaper picture that I had of the hospital director and this naval hospital facility identified as such just outside of his window disappeared from my files and my computer hard drive in my office. Most all of my research materials and his key medical records in my possession from Napa that was the basis of my research and California Records Act requests were stolen from right under my nose at the public library. I worked under no delusions. I realized from the beginning that the forces that sought to deny my family and I access to what really happened to my father in March 1948 were extremely powerful, deadly and unyielding.

To replace the breadwinner and head of our family while my father was confined at Napa, the U.S. Navy gave my mother a letter directing her to Alameda County Legal Aid to help her apply for some of his wages; and Alameda County Welfare Department for Aid to Dependent Children. As I said before, Belle would nether read or write. Belle no more than 27 years old, pregnant, with two young children and an infant with only a rural sharecropping background was suddenly alone and extremely frighten in California. With the sudden lost of the breadwinner and protector of our family, she was in serious trouble. We were on the fringe of being forced orphans. We were caught in flood of misfortune with water up to our chins about to drown.

BELLE AND GOLIATH

For most of my adult life, I had been plagued by what I thought were reoccurring dreams. Night after night, over and over again, I found myself as a child playing with toys on the floor drawn to the attention of my mother and my infant brother at a kitchen table with a cake celebrating his first birthday. Suddenly, my attention is drawn to some tension and commotion at the entrance door to our small apartment. My mother has the door slightly ajar. She is talking to some people behind the door. One is persistently pleading with her about something. She appears to be blocking their entrance into the apartment. With the door ajar, I see one of the people behind the door in the dark hallway outside the apartment. It is an U.S. Navy soldier in a classic sailor uniform with a white tee cap. I can see his face. He is glaring at me, hatefully and menacingly as if he wanted to kill. I stared back as if to let it known to the people behind the door, “I am not afraid.”

I always thought that the recurring dream was all about me. Now, I believe that it was about my mother. It was the sudden change of atmosphere, the heat of tension and force of her will and determination that filled the room in a clear complicit with the U.S. Navy that raised my alarm and consciousness. It must have filled me with fear that had hurt me before. This time, I couldn’t too be frightful to see and remember the traumatizing events surrounding my mother and threat to my family. This moment of fear was imprinted and emblazoned into my consciousness. God also wanted me to see and never forget the GOLIATH-United States Navy behind the door that my parents were locked in struggle with. I had become “MANCHILD.”

Subsequent to that incident, I had experienced some type of exceptional and immense fear and shock as an infant involving my father in that apartment. The other reoccurring dreams that I had involved crawling on floor as an infant and discovering a man’s multicolored wilted bathrobe hanging from a rack behind the bathroom door; and playing with a pair of men’s house slippers that I found lying on the floor in the apartment. I always woke up with the same question on my mind. “Who is this mystery man in our home?”

The pain and trauma that I had experienced as an infant had been associated with my father. The experience was so shocking and hurtful that I wiped all memory of him from my consciousness. Whatever happened with my father in that apartment was too painful and too terrible to process as a child, but remains locked in my mind subconsciously. To protect me, my conscious had replaced him with inanimate objects such as his bathrobe and slippers, which is related to another associated recurring dream.

In the dream, I found myself unclothed (naked) coming out of a gym class struggling to remember the numbers to unlock a combination lock to retrieve some very important essentials looked away from me. When I can’t remember the numbers, I go into some type of state of panic. The dream seemed so real that I often woke up in a cold sweat desperately trying to remember the numbers and location of the locker until I could convince myself that I wasn’t in school anymore. The locker was my subconscious. The numbers to unlock the combination were the traumatizing events from my infancy involving my father, mother, the apartment and the U.S. Navy.

On July 26, 1949, my father had been released from confinement to return to his family to receive the birth of a new son. My late brother, Peaches, was born on August 10. Whatever happened at that small apartment numbered 333 occurred somewhere around October 5, 1949 when he was returned to Napa suffering “dementia praecox, Paranoid type, in other words, “SCHIZOPHRENIA.”

GOLIATH & Mescal Madness

In that small apartment, flashbacks had been suddenly triggered of whatever traumas that took place on March 6, 1948 to July 26, 1949 at the Naval Air Station and the classified naval facility at Napa State Hospital. My father’s sudden flashbacks must have terrified all of us. One day out of the blue, my sister told me for the first time that the incident(s) left me in some sort of shock-semi-comatose state. She said that they were worried about me, because they weren’t sure if I would recover. At the time I heard this, it took me by surprise. I was shocked. It still seemed too painful to deal with or try to process at the moment. I put it off for awhile. Months later when things settled down, I asked her about that statement. Incredibly, she couldn’t recall making the statement or the incident.

Working from his medical records, doctor statements, the shadow people around him; and recall from my sisters, my father most likely suffered flashbacks of “Mescal Madness.” In 1948, the U.S. Navy was secretly expanding the Mescaline intoxication protocols from the Nazi Dachau Concentration Camp Experiments.

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Mescaline is a powerful hallucinogenic drug. It is a derivative of peyote that was first isolated and identified in 1897 by the German Arthur Heffter and first synthesized in 1919 by Ernst Späth. Mescaline induces experimental “psychoses” similar and the same to the symptoms of “SCHIZOPHRENIA.” The mescaline experiments were carried out in a Top-Secret Navy program called, “Project CHATTER”, which began in 1947 under the direction of Dr. Charles Savage of the U.S. Naval Medical Research Institute in Bethesda, MD.

Am Med Assoc, Medical News, December 26, 1959

Hospital Conference on Hallucinogenic Drug.— The first invitational conference of Napa State Hospital, Imola, a symposium on lysergic acid diethylamide (LSD-25), will be presented for staff and guests on Saturday, Jan. 16, sponsored jointly by the hospital and Sandoz Pharmaceuticals. Basic science aspects of this hallucinogenic drug will be discussed during the morning, and the afternoon session will encompass the clinical and therapeutic status of the drug. Dr. Sidney V. Cohen, chairman, research committee, Veterans Administration Center, Neuropsychiatric Hospital, Los Angeles, will be the guest lecturer. Other participants will include faculty members from Stanford and the University of California Medical School, Langley Porter Neuropsychiatric Institute, and practicing Psychiatrists and psychologists.

My father’s lead psychiatrist at Napa State Hospital had been the well respect and influential U.S. Navy Commander Dr. Wrenshall A. Oliver (UC Berkeley 1930, Stanford 1938) of 490 Post Street, San Francisco. Dr. Oliver was a clinical instructor of Medical Neurology Psychiatry at Stanford University with the notorious CIA Station Chief of Vacaville Men’s Medical Facility, Dr. James A. Hamilton, below, in an extremely rare picture.

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There is some information that Dr. Oliver was also one of the founders of the World Psychiatry Association (WPA) in collaboration with the notorious CIA/MK ULTRA Dr. Donald Ewen Cameron. The WPA had been a front for whitewashing Nazi Psychiatrist after WWII.

In 1960, Dr. Savage joined CIA station chief psychiatrist Dr. James Alexander Hamilton; CIA/LSD consultant Dr. Don D. Jackson, and Dr. Wrenshall A. Oliver at Stanford University Medical Center. Renowned British Anthropologist Dr. Gregory Bateson, one of England’s Godfathers of CIA/MK ULTRA, worked with Dr. Savage and Stanford University. In my humble opinion, he was one of the Most Covert and Dangerous Individuals on the planet. He secretly on CIA MK ULTRA programs with CIA Psychiatrist Dr. James A. Hamilton.

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Wherever the infamous Dr. Bateson, above, shows up, look for trouble, serious-deadly trouble. Dr. Bateson is famous for developing the “Double Bind” Theory, which is “Insanity without Disease.”

During the late 1950s and early 1960s, under the power and authority of the State of California, they were able to separate my youngest and oldest sisters from my mother under the cover that they had come in contact with bacterial Tuberculosis (TB). They sent them to the Livermore TB Sanitarium in the Livermore Valley. It broke my mother’s heart and she couldn’t rest until they returned home.

Under hospital rules, I was deemed too young to enter the building to see my sisters. During a family visit to the facility, I couldn’t take it any longer I had to see them. I rushed the building and ran upstairs to the hospital clinic ward where they were. To my surprise, they weren’t hard to find. They were the only Black children on the floor.

What I didn’t know until recently was that Dr. Savage and Dr. Bateson were at the Livermore TB Sanitarium working on LSD experiments and TB patients right around the corner from my sisters. At the time, Dr. Bateson along with Dr. Savage was secretly also expanding Reichsfuhrer SS Heinrich Himmler and Dr. Josef Mengele’s Lebensborn  “multi-generational schizophrenia” in families. They intended to drown us all -drive all of us mad if not for the sudden breakout of the late 1950s and early 1960s African Liberation Movement in the Mother Country which caught the CIA by surprise and unexpectedly changed its priorities to quell the African Liberation. My sisters returned home.

In 1953, Project CHATTER ended and MK ULTRA officially began. On February 2, 1953, my father was finally released from Napa State Hospital. He was unable to return to work due the mental torture that he suffered. According to my sisters, my father had been Dr. Donald Ewen Cameron “DEPATTERNED”. He was unable to recognize them. According to the medical records that I had in my possession before stolen,

“DEPATTERNING”  left him in a literal vegetable state unable to remember how to go to the bathroom. Also according to those records, he had received up to 35 continuous shots of electroconvulsive shock treatments at a time. They tortured him.

He also left Napa State Hospital with an irregular heartbeat. Due to the overly excessive electroconvulsive shock treatments, it had weakened and damaged his heart. My mother was too afraid for my father to return home. It may have been a decision that both had made. He told some family members that he was being following and kept under surveillance.

As a mother, Belle was always overprotective, particularly of my teenaged sisters. They fought often and sometimes physically with her to have some personal freedom of movement. At the time, we had no capacity, concept or appreciation of what my mother and father had endured, or the powerful foes Belle had to face to keep us together and unharmed.

In 1976, Belle suddenly passed to the other side. Everybody loved Sweet Belle.  At times I thought that I was too high off the ground to be seen in public with my most humble mother. God knows that I would like to take those moments back to embrace her presence just one more time.

In 1977, my father passed primarily due to the heart ailment. At his funeral, the pastor delivering his eulogy said some very insensitive and ugly things about my father. The pastor was from my aunt’s church that didn’t know and never met my father. At least, thats what I was told.  The pastor basically said that whatever demons and ailments that he suffered from had been of his own doings.

For many decades, I had secretly harbored the same impressions, but it was based on my lifetime experiences with my family. So, who wrote the script for my father’s eulogy and tried to close the book on his life story? I didn’t know about his secret struggle at the hands of GOLIATH. Project CHATTER remains Top Secret and classified. God knows that if I had known about any of this that no force on earth would have stopped my father’s name from being redeemed in his own time.

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For decades, I had been like the Parable of the Drowning Man. I had prayed for a bike, toys and normal home with a mother and father. I had prayed to God to be saved. I know now that God had answered my prayers, one of the boats that he sent to save us from drowning in some of the world’s most powerful and turbulent-difficult waters was my SWEET BELLE.

For a complete of list of citations, references and authorities on Project CHATTER and my father. See Project CHATTER & THE AMERICAN BETRAYAL OF MY FATHER

 

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GOIN UP YONDER, SUNRISES AND SUNSETS OF THE FAMILY, MRS. ONETHA BULLOCK-HUTCHINSON, TRESSIE B. BULLOCK, RICHARD LEE BLUEFORD

“Goin Up Yonder”

Anybody asked you… If anybody asks you where I’m going …Where I’m going…Where I’m going soon…

If you wanna know…I beg you wanna know…Where I’m going, someday soon…

[Chorus:] I’m going up yonder… going up yonder…I’m going up yonder… going up yonder… Going up yonder to be with my Lord.

I can take the pain, yes I can… The heartaches that it brings, it’s gonna hurt …The comforts in knowing I’ll soon be gone…

Soon then there is God gives me grace …To run this Christian race, ‘Til I see my Savior, I see him face to face…

[Chorus:] I’m going up yonder… going up yonder… I’m going up yonder… going up yonder… I’m going up yonder to be with my Lord…

Then I’m going up yonder… I’m going up yonder… Yeah, I’m going up yonder to be with my Lord.

“Goin Up Yonder” is one of the most remarkable, joyous and moving Black Gospel Hymns from the days of American Human Bondage. Its hidden and secular coded meaning was that a bondsman was going to try to make the long, extremely dangerous and perilous escape “up yonder” to the Land of Freedom, the North and Canada.

Now, the sacred Black Gospel Hymn has come to primarily represent the most infinite Freedom from worldly bondage, the sunset of our lives and the path “Up Yonder to be with Our Lord.”

QUEEN MOTHER: A WOMAN CALLED NETH, THE BEDROCK AND HISTORIAN OF THE FAMILY

SUNSET: July 13, 1923                                                                                  SUNSET: May 6, 2011

If ever there was a bedrock, tower of strength and matriarch of a family, it was Mrs. Onetha Bullock-Hutchinson. She was my father’s younger sister. In naming their daughter, John and Ida Bullock, went beyond customarily family names for females, such as Angeline, Hallie, Nora, Rebecca, etc. It is not a name commonly associated with names found around the place of her roots, Marion, Pike or Walthall County, Mississippi.

The name, Onetha, may be derived from the Iroquois Nation, Oneida means literally, The People of the Stone. I wasn’t aware of the possible origin of her name when I referred to her as the “Bedrock of the Family.”

Neth (Neat) as we commonly called her is also similar to the name, Neith. In Kemetic (Egypt) mythology, Neith (also known as Nit, Net, and Neit) was one of the earliest and most important and powerful “All Mother” creation goddesses of Kemet. She was also one of its earliest war goddesses symbolized with a bow and crossed arrows.

In both instances, she was named fittingly as a rock of the family and a fearless and courageous “Protective” Queen Mother. The strength of her intelligence, courage, character and will is legendary. In the 1930s, a notorious character in the county called Pink which may have been Pink William Conerly, Jr. (br. Nov. 4, 1877) made his intentions much too plain in regards to my grandfather’s wife, Ida. Papa (John Bullock) became enraged and grabbed his shotgun to make heaven come a little early for Pink.

It was Neth as little girl that wrestled with Papa for the shotgun that saved Pink’s life and Papa a possible prison sentence for murder. It was after that incident that Papa loaded up his wagon and moved out of Pike-Walthall County once and for all. Papa moved the family first to Jefferson Parrish, Louisiana among the Limpkins and Willheightsthat Papa said were related. Subsequently, they settled in Morehouse Parrish among the Hutchinson and Blueford Families. That’s how and why Papa, Ida and family resettled in Louisiana.

In Louisiana, there was another explosive situation involving Neth. White people in Louisiana were quite a bit more violent and mean spirited against Blacks than in Marion-Pike-Walthall Counties, Mississippi. One day, the white farmer that the Bullocks, Hutchinson and Blueford Families were sharecropping with made his appearance at their settlement with his gun to drive off, I believe, my grandfather Luke Blueford from the farm for no more than insolence.

As a beautiful and young lady, Neth met the white man on the road outside of the house. He made his intentions known and Neth forcible blocked him from getting out of his vehicle and wrestled the gun from him. Morehouse Parrish was a dangerous place for Black people. It had been one of the most violent and ugliest areas of the country for extreme racial violence. They had active white citizens’ councils and widespread Klan and Bulldozer activity. There were many lynchings in the Parrish. I asked Neth what happened. She kind of grinned in her special sly way and said “nuthing.”

Neth was also a bedrock of strength for my mother, Lela Bell Blueford-Bullock. My mother was not only Neth’s sister in law, but an aunt in law from marriage to my mother’s late uncle, Leo Hutchinson. I didn’t know it, but my mother consistently sought Neth’s wisdom in understanding me.

My mother often called me another, Jake Bullock, which more often than not perplexed her. It was a great honor to be an uncle “Jake (J.T.) Bullock.” I didn’t know anything about my great grandfather Notorious Jake, but I must have also inherited his bold “wandering spirit” in a different kind of way.

Neth was also our family historian. Neth provided me with most all of the family genealogy and background through spoken folklore, pictures and family facts. This website is a testament and body of Onetha’swork. It was her love of the family and infinite wisdom that inspired her to preserve our family history for future generations. I just went one step beyond the work of the Great Neth. My hope is that others will take this work to yet another level.

I, among many, loved Queen Mother,  Mrs. Onetha Bullock-Hutchinson,and will miss her all the Days of my Life.

TRESSIE B. OUR DISTANCE AND LOVING COUSIN

SUNRISE: September 12, 1942                                                                 SUNRISE: January  8, 2012

Tressie B. Bullock was a distant cousin from Pike-Marion County, Mississippi. I didn’t meet Tressie until later in our lives. We grew up in particularly the same area of West Oakland and I didn’t even know her. I often travelled within feet of her home in Campbell Village on 8th and Campbell on the way to my uncle’s (Harmon Blueford) home.

Tressie and her family were essential in making the 1996 Bullock-Hutchinson-Blueford Family Reunion at the Alameda Regional Beach a big success. After the reunion, I lost touch with Tressie, Nancy and Ollie.

Tressie was a member of Love Center Church of Oakland along with my sister, Erma (Clemon Teen) Bullock-Sokoya. I never got the opportunity to meet her mother, Mrs. Alberta Abram. Tressie’s father was F.L. Bullock.

F.L. Bullock (br. 1922) was the son of Walter (br. 1895) and Bessie (br. 1900) Bullock of Walthall County, Mississippi. Walter’s father and mother was Sam Bullock (br. 1872) and Emma Stewart (br.1876) married on December 24, 1893. At this time, I can’t confirm that Sam was part of Bullock-Youngblood Clan, but he fit the profile of one of the family. He was named Sam. Sam is a common name found often and throughout the family. Second, both of his parents were born in Mississippi and in 1910, he and his family was found residing in Beat 4, Marion County near Hugh Bullock’s son, Jesse Leonard, along with other Bullock-Youngblood Family members. Sam and Emma were also residing doors away from the white Pigott Family. The Bullock Cemetery where Hugh and Family are buried is on Pigott Family property.

Many had a lot to good to say about Tressie B. During the planning of our family reunion, I got a chance to speak often with Tressie and visited her. Faith so happened that Tressie B. lived only doors from my aunt, Mrs. Thelma Bullock-Wiggans. They had often wandered if they were related. Tressie B was a naturally warm and beautiful young lady that never failed to give her everything in a quiet, humble and charming way. I wished that I had taken the time to share more with her and family. She will be greatly missed but never forgotten among us.

From family spoken folklore, Tressie B’s  Great father’s family, Sam Bullock, and the Bullock-Youngblood branches of Marion-Pike-Walthall Counties were very close and related. Are we related? BY THE GRACE OF GOD!

RICHARD LEE BLUEFORD, THE APPLE OF A MOTHER’S EYE

SUNRISE: September 17, 1957                                                             SUNSET: January 19, 2012

We mourn the recent lost of my 1st Cousin Ricky “Coon” Blueford. Ricky was the son of my mother’s brother, Edward Blueford and the late Earline Brock-Blueford. My mother and Earline had been so close to each other. Edward is the son of the late Luke Blueford and Jerlene (Jacklins) Hutchinson-Blueford. Earline is the natural sister of infamous Baseball Hall of Famer, Lou Brock.

Earline and Lou were raised in Collinston, Louisiana with a large family of nine along with the Bullock, Hutchinson and Blueford Families. They were raised primarily by their mother Paralee Brock.

Ricky’s uncle, Lou Brock, spent the majority of his career as the left fielder for the St. Louis Cardinals. Brock was best known for breaking Ty Cobb’s all-time major league stolen base record. He is currently a special instructor coach for the 2011 World Series Champion St. Louis Cardinals. Brock was inducted into the Baseball Hall of Fame in 1985.

Luke (br. 1904 or 1898) was the son of Harmon Blueford (br. 1860) of Alabama. My grandfather’s mother appears to have been Nancy Blueford (br. August 1876) of Arkansas. My grandmother, Jerlene (br. 1902), was the daughter of Jack Hutchinson (br. June 1868) and Belle Winfield-Hutchinson(br. March 1875) of Morehouse Parish, Louisiana.

Ricky grew up in Brookfield Village in East Oakland where the Bluefords were a large well known and respected family. Your pass through Brookfield was always to be part of the Blueford Family. My late brother Peaches (Anthony Bullock) said that when he entered Castlemont High School in East Oakland as a freshman that all he had to say was that he was a “Blueford” and he had instant juice all over the school.

We always spoke of the Bluefords of Brookfield Village with Love and Great Pride. I remember Little Ricky always lovingly in fun and play. I remember Little Ricky playing and wrestling with my nephews and nieces. I can still remember Earline with a big smile on her face calling out Ricky’s name in jest with a lot of love, affection and attention. He had been the apple of her eye and the center of attention and affection of the Edward-Earline Blueford Family and Brookfield Village. Ricky was loved by many and he loved many. His sudden death is still mourned and he will be dearly missed for all the days of our lives.

 

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The Extraordinary Alice Packwood, A Testament to Strength

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From out of our past comes once again a story of a remarkable and resourceful woman, a testament of resiliency and strength, Alice Packwood. The late family historian, Mrs. Onetha Bullock-Hutchinson, said that Liddie (Lydia) Bullock’s father was a Brister, related to  Washington (Wash) Brister, later of Tylertown, Walthall County, Mississippi. I am still searching for her father.

The white Bristers of Lincoln County, Mississippi  were pioneer planters. I imagine that Alice so hated slavery that she ran to freedom not soon after the Great War broke out. Her last child during this period was born in the later stages of the war in 1864, ELIZA. The war had began in April 1861.There was a slave contraband camp around Bogue Chitto, the Big Creek, in Lawrence or Lincoln County where Big John’s sister in law, Deliah, worked during the war. Alice’s run for sanctuary and freedom must have ended in that contraband camp.

In 1870, Wash had adopted the surname Brister which would indicate one of the Brister Plantations as his last place of bondage in Lincoln County. In that same year, Wash was found working as a child house servant in Holmesville, Pike County, which was the station of about 100 Black Union Troops overseeing the transition from Slavery to Freedom and Reconstruction in Marion and Pike County. I envision that Wash and his family had followed the protection of Union Troops out of the Lawrence/Lincoln Slave Contraband Camps, which is where I assume that Alice had come in contact with the Black Bristers before her marriage.

Liddie, as she was commonly called, was my grandfather’s (John Bullock) mother. Family spoken folklore said that  Liddie’s mother was Alice Packwood.  The folklore of my family was confirmed when I found Liddie (Lydia) with her mother Alice in Lawrence County, Mississippi in the 1870 U.S. Census. The above is a picture of non-oppressed beauty, glory, charm and grace. It is not Alice Packwood but only a presentation of the beautiful and strong women that were once subjected to the ravages of human bondage.

My impression is that Alice was an extraordinary woman of superior strength, intelligence, independence, character and faith. Alice was robust and resourceful. She was found most of the time in and about Lawrence and Pike County working as a farm hand free and independent of men. In 1870, she was approximately 35 years old and appeared to have five (5) children.

My great grandmother, Liddie, had been the first of her children born free. I believe Liddie was actually born in Lincoln or Lawrence County sometime before the end of the Civil War in February 1865. At least, that is what she had reported in the 1900 U.S. Census. However, Liddie’s birthday around 1868 would also be of some historical significance. It would have been a couple of years after the war and the beginning of Reconstruction and some return to regional peace and family stability.

On June 27, 1870, Alice (Youngblood), age 35, married Benjamin Hammons, but appeared to be living alone with some of her children working as a farmhand in Lawrence County.

In 1870, Alice was residing with John Hammons, age 9 (br. 1861), Peter Hammons, age 5 (br. 1865) and Lydia (Liddie) Hammons (br. 1868). I couldn’t locate any information on Ben Hammons. Alice’s daughter Louise (Lucy) Packwood, age 18 (br. 1852), and son, James Packwood, age 8 (br. 1862), were living in Marion County among the House of Moses and the Bullock-Youngblood Clan with John Youngblood, age 30 (br. 1840).

In the June 1870 U.S. Census, plantation owner, Hubert (Hugh) Bullock, was at house 199, John Youngblood with Alice and James were at house 202, James Bullock, the elder, was at 207, and Moses, the Patriarch of the Bullock-Youngblood Family, was at 209. John Youngblood could have been one of Moses’ sons, Notorious Jake Bullock’s uncle. However more than likely, John may have been Judy Youngblood, age 55 (br. 1815) or Amos Youngblood’s, age 52 (br. 1818) son.

Judy and Amos was down the road at 208 and 210. Alice’s children association with the House of Moses and the Bullock-Youngblood Family Group establish that she at one time had been very close to the family in bondage and left her children within this support group at sometime at the start of the Great War. However, keep in mind that Lucy was nevertheless most likely a true “Youngblood.”  

In the 1880 U.S. Census, Alice, age 45 (br. 1835) is back in Pike County under the name of Alice Hammons. Lucy Hammons, age 25 (br. 1855) is back with Alice. Listed as daughters residing with her was Elizabeth Hammons, age 16 (br. 1864), Liddia (Liddie) Hammons, age 12 (br. 1868), Peter Hammons, age 10 (br. 1870), Angeline (Azalin), age 6 (br. 1874) and John Hammons, age 2 (br. 1878) Grandson. Her son, James Packwood, (br. 1862) would have been 18 and living apart from the family.

At this time, Alice is reported to be a widow. Ben Hammons had passed to the otherside between June 1870 and June 1880.

The Scars and Eyes of Human Bondage

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Above, these are actual true eyes of the savagery human bondage from a beautiful young woman from American Slavery. In her eyes, you can also see absolute dissociation from the unworldiless (Other World ) of Human Bondage.

The Slave Mother (1854)

By Frances E. W. Harper (1825-1911)

Heard you that shriek? It rose
So wildly on the air,
It seemed as if a burden’d heart
Was breaking in despair.

Saw you those hands so sadly clasped–
The bowed and feeble head–
The shuddering of that fragile form–
That look of grief and dread?

Saw you the sad, imploring eye?
Its every glance was pain,
As if a storm of agony
Were sweeping through the brain.

She is a mother pale with fear,
Her boy clings to her side,
And in her kirtle vainly tries
His trembling form to hide.

He is not hers, although she bore
For him a mother’s pains;
He is not hers, although her blood
Is coursing through his veins!

He is not hers, for cruel hands
May rudely tear apart
The only wreath of household love
That binds her breaking heart.

His love has been a joyous light
That o’er her pathway smiled,
A fountain gushing ever new,
Amid life’s desert wild.

His lightest word has been a tone
Of music round her heart, Their lives a streamlet blent in one–
Oh, Father! must they part?

They tear him from her circling arms,
Her last and fond embrace.
Oh! never more may her sad eyes
Gaze on his mournful face.

No marvel, then, these bitter shrieks
Disturb the listening air:
She is a mother, and her heart
Is breaking in despair.

She, above, is not unlike the unworldly perils seen, pain suffered and experienced by Alice Packwood in bondage. Family history and folklore provided by her late granddaughter, Corine Bullock (br. 1901), Alice had been separated from her family at an early age. It was so early and painful that she had no memory of them. As a child, Alice suffered greatly from the pain of her separation from her family, and cruelty of human bondage.

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As a young child, she was a fan bearer for a cruel and mean family. A fan bearer was a house job. It was usually a young child.  His or her duty was to stand with a large flume of feathers affixed to a pole or rod and constantly fan and cool a subject of the plantation owner’s family. The fan bearer was under constant and inhumane pressure to remain standing and alert for hours.

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If the fan bearer fell from sleep, exhaustion, hunger or pain, he or she was severely beaten or punished. Clues from slave schedules suggest that the Extraordinary Alice Packwood in her infancy may have been subjected to Human Bondage on the plantation of Benjamin Youngblood in Marion County, Mississippi. Alice was born in Mississippi in 1830 about the same time as Big John.

In 1850, Mississippi Slave Schedules from the plantation of Benjamin and Joseph Youngblood show a twenty year old female in bondage. Slave schedules recorded no other information about people held in bondage other than age and gender, but the slave records were consistent with a young lady of Alice’s age being subjected on the Youngblood plantation. It is extremely important to always keep in mind  that the Youngblood Plantation was adjacent to Hugh Bullock’s Plantation someplace near the town of Columbia, Marion County along a fertile river crescent.

After the abolition of slavery, Alice and Lucy used both Youngblood and Packwood as their surnames until Hammons’ marriage. Lucy Youngblood, Alice’s eldest known daughter, was born sometime between 1852-1855 on the Youngblood Plantation in servitude, a child of the Other World.

I believe that it is safe to assume that Alice being a robust and fertile woman had become separated from Lucy while in bondage from the Youngblood plantation. The most likely last place of Alice’s bondage by the clue of the surname that she adopted after the abolition of slavery was on the plantation of Dudley W. Packwood,  most likely inherited by his son, Joseph H. Packwood.

Dudley Packwood arrived rather late in Pike County in about 1850. He first settled on the farm of an early Pike County settler, Ralph Stovall. Dudley was born in 1782 in New London, Connecticut. He traveled to New Orleans, and was in the Battle of New Orleans with Andrew Jackson. He lived in Louisiana and Alabama before migrating to Mississippi. Dudley’s father, Joseph, was a sea captain during the Revolutionary War. Dudley’s wife was Catherine Elliot, born 1803 in Maryland. Dudley lived in region of Pike County called China Grove. He died sometime in 1860 at 76, Catherine died sometime in 1873.

Recall that Lucy Youngblood was born sometime around 1854. It is possible that Alice suffered another painful separation from family soon after the birth of Lucy. Dudley’s eldest son, Joseph H. Packwood, born 1836, was also a farmer and merchant and spent his life in China Grove, Pike County from 1850 to his death in 1900.

Joseph married Mary Youngblood, born 1844. Mary was the daughter of Joseph Youngblood above, and Eliza Bickham. It is possible that Alice may have followed Mary as dowry, the property which a woman brings her husband at marriage. Lucy most probably remained on the Youngblood plantation. We know that the eldest son of Joseph and Mary Packwood was born July 3, 1863.

In 1860, Dudley had 13 human beings subjected on his farm. The oldest female in servitude was a 22 year old mulatto. Alice would been about 30 years old. Therefore, Alice may have arrived on the Packwood farm sometime after 1860. It is likely, and most probable that Mary Youngblood and Joseph Packwood was married sometime in 1862 after Mary’s eighteen birthday, and Alice followed Mary as “dowry”. Recall that Alice’s son, Peter, was born in 1862 in bondage as a “Packwood.”  It is also likely that Alice’s daughter, ELIZA (br. 1864) may also have been born on the Packwood Plantation.  

In 1870, 5 (five) years from abolition of slavery, Alice was a farm hand in Lawrence County working on the plantation of Joseph Youngblood, one of Ben Youngblood’s sons.

Another clue as to Alice’s last place of bondage on the Packwood Plantation involves again, Notorious Jake.  In 1880, Alice and her family had moved back to Pike County. Her husband, Ben Hammons, had passed. At some point in 1880, Jake rode up. Jake had to have known Alice and the kids from one of the surrounding Youngblood-Packwood plantations, Ante Bellum Bondage.

Jake most likely would have been on horse back. He would have made quite an early lasting impression on 10 or 12 year old Liddie. A brief description of Jake as dark with long straight jet black hair came from his son, Sam Bullock, who later adopted the surname “Quinn.” Sam and my grandfather, John Bullock, were close as brothers should be and equally perplexed about being the seed of Notorious Jake. There wasn’t much difference between their ages. They bonded with each other for a lifetime of brotherhood, moral support and comfort. Sam and John married sisters, Ethel and Ida, from the morally strict and deeply religious Alex-Miley McGowen Family of Pike County.

I imagine that Jake was long and tall like my grandfather. John stood about 6.3 feet. Jake was lean and tall, dark and handsome with long straight jet black hair. He was iron chiseled muscular with a straight back and haunting piecing dark brown-deep penerating and spiritual eyes like his daughter, Josie Bullock, above, that seemed to see through you.

Jake would have rode up to Alice’s place morning, day or night. Jake was vain. Jake was out of the House of Moses. During the Great War, Pike and Marion Counties wasn’t touched much other than the loss of white males that entered the war on the side of Confederacy. Union troops destroyed some of railroad stations around Columbia, Mississippi near the plantation, but there wasn’t very much other action in the area. After the war, plantation owners Hugh Bullock and Hosea Davis were still among the wealthy and influential planter class. Jake’s grandfather, Moses Bullock, was also considerately well off as an ex-bondsman.  In 1870, between Moses and his son, Amos Youngblood, reported about $1,000 in assets.

At Jake’s back was Big John and Ellen and the House of Moses. They appeared to be the backbone of the wealthly and influential planter class of Marion and Pike County. Jake was vain. He wasn’t beyond throwing his weight around the county.

Out of the Alice and Jake union, a son was born. Alice named him, Dudley. Dudley Packwood? In 1920, Dudley (Dud) was found residing in Pike County with his wife, Lada (Leola), age 35 (br. 1885), Hattie, age 13 (br. 1907), Mattie, age 11 (br. 1909), John, age 7 (br. 1913), Bennee, age 5 (br. 1915) and Della, age 3 months (br. 1920).  Mrs. Onetha Bullock-Hutchinson reported that Dud’s son, John, had moved to California and lost touch.

O.D. Smith, son of Angeline Bullock-Smith (br. 1884), the daughter of Liddie and George Bullock, said that Dud was part of the infamous “Bullock Boys” at the turn of the century. He said that “Dud, Levi, John and Lonzo. were too touch for me!” O.D. thought that Pack Bullock (Notorious Jake) was his grandfather instead of George, Sr. Recall that George, Jr. was was born in 1893 so I believe that George was Angeline’s father.But O.D. would know more than I about his mother. Angeline passed around 1937.

It is possible that Liddie most likely first met her future husband, George Bullock (br. 1861) of Lincoln-Lawrence County with Jake during the early 1880s. Both George and Jake rode together. They were extremely handsome young men of the time, and part of the 19th Century infamous “Bullock Boys.”

One thing is historically cystral clear, Lidde Brister-Bullock loved the “Bullock Boys.” At this time, I have been unable to find when and where the Remarkable Alice passed or the fate of any of Liddie’s brothers and sisters. Alice was an extremely strong and remarkable woman of her time forever scarred by human bondage. I call her name once again, GREAT-GREAT GRANDMOTHER, ALICE PACKWOOD, YOU WERE AN EXTRAORDINARY HUMAN BEING.  

 

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THE HOUSE OF MOSES, Moses & Caroline Bullock-Youngblood, Classic Family Roots

FAMILY LEGACY NOTES/ Copyright 1998, Rayford Bullock

The House of Moses & Freedom from Slavery

It is absolutely prophetic and a testament to faith that we find “A Man Called Moses” at the head leading the Anti-Bellum Black Bullock Family group out of human bondage.

In 1870 and 1880, I find it remarkable and extraordinary that a man named Moses and his faithful helpmate and wife, Caroline Youngblood, at the center and the beacon of a large extended family grouping of freed Bullocks and Youngbloods in the Deep South of Marion County, Mississippi.

At the abolition of slavery, families were reunited. In many instances, family and close relatives could be found on U.S. Censuses within the immediate area. Additionally, many freedmen adopted the surname of their last plantation owner. Some created their own surnames such as Moses, Freedman, Liberty, etc. rejecting the surnames and association with their enslavers.

On June 27, 1870, just 5 years after the Abolition of Slavery, the Great Civil War and the Assassination of President Abraham Lincoln, a man called “Moses” aged 85, appeared to be the cornerstone of families in transition at one of America’s most perilous-troubled times and turning points in history, the Abolition of the Institution of Slavery.

In the 1870 U.S. Census, at No. 209, Moses and Carey (Caroline) Youngblood, Age 60, was living with Julie, age 30 (br. 1840), Clovina, age 23 (br. 1847), Jane, age 15 (br. 1855), Lacey, age 10 (br. 1860), Rose, age 4 (br. 1866), and Monroe, age 2 (br. 1868). Judy Youngblood, age 55 (br. 1815) and Amos Youngblood, age 52 (br. 1818) and their families were at 208 and 210.

James, the elder, age 30 (br. 1850) and Gatsy Bullock, age 25 (br. 1855) with children Lydia, age 4 (br. 1867), Perl, age 2 (br. 1868), and Monroe, age 1 (br. 1869) resided nearby at 207. Up the road at No. 34 was Big John, age 40 (br. 1830) and Ellen Bullock, age 36 (br. 1834), living with Bynum, age 18 (br. 1852), Joseph, age 16 (br. 1854), Jake, age 14 (br. 1856), Angeline, age 11 (br. 1859), James, age 4 (br. 1866), Nicy, age 2 (br. 1868), and William, age 1 (1869).

Next to Big John at No. 33 was Hosea Davis, Jr., the son of plantation owner, Hosea Davis. The other plantation owner, Hubert (Hugh) Bullock was located down the road at No. 199 near Moses, No. 209 and James, the elder, No. 207.

From the spoken folklore of the late Mrs. Onetha Bullock-Hutchinson, the lives of the white extended families of Hugh Bullock and the Black Bullock Family Group of the House of Moses in Lawrence, Marion, Pike and Walthall Countries continued to be entwined and locked in remarkable and extraordinary mutual human bonding, fellowship and respect for over a generation. Remarkably in 1870, the census taker recorded a white child, William Bashmon, age 7, related to Hosea Davis, Jr. residing with Big John and Ellen.

In 1870, Moses and Caroline adopted the surname of Benjamin Youngblood, the plantation that Moses appeared last subjected at. Benjamin Youngblood was born in Georgia, and died sometime around 1850 leaving his wife, Susan, and son, Joseph to carry on. Caroline appears to have been subjected on Hugh’s Plantation.

On June 14, 1880, Moses listed his age at 100, Carey (Caroline) at age 80. What is particularly notable and important about Moses and Caroline are that their ordeals record the first stage of the classic African forced migration to the eastern seaboard of Chesapeake Bay, Virginia. Moses recorded in 1880 that he and his parents were born in Virginia during the 1700’s. I suspect that Moses’ roots were closely tied to Hugh’s English ancestors, Richard and Charles Bullock, from Colonial Albermarle Parrish, Surry (Surrey), Virginia.

Caroline’s record reflect that she was born in North Carolina sometime around 1800, and that her parents were born in Virginia. Most likely, Caroline’s roots are in Robeson County, North Carolina. Hugh Bullock was born in Robeson County on September 5, 1805. Hugh’s father, Joel Bullock was born in 1781 in Bladen County, NC. Caroline’s birth represent the second classic migration during the 1780’s and 1790’s that forced thousands of Africans and their descendants from Virginia, and the eastern seaboard into wilderness territories of North Carolina, South Carolina, Georgia, Kentucky, and Tennessee.

Moses, Caroline, and their daughter Julia, born about 1820 in North Carolina, were part of the third classic forced migration during the 1800’s when thousands of Africans, and African descendants were again forced into the territories of Alabama, Mississippi, Louisiana in a Herculean task to tame the rivers, clear and cultivate the wilderness.

Sometime after June 1880, both Moses and Caroline passed to the other side. Big John also passed sometime between 1880 and 1890. During his lifetime, James Bullock, the younger, born 1866, the third son of Big John and Ellen was always found near his remarkable uncle. Big John’s other sons, Joseph, Jake, Franklin, William, Richeous, and Lucious also appear to have continued a special close relationship with James, the elder.

In 1910 U.S. Census, James, the elder, was dwelling with Angeline Bullock, age 26 (br. 1884), he referred to her as his “niece”. Angeline appears to have been my grandfather’s, John Bullock, older sister, the daughter of George and Liddie Bullock, which strongly indicate that James, the elder, Big John and also Stephen (br. 1833) Bullock of Lawrence-Lincoln County were in fact, brothers.

In 1929, James, the elder, passed“Other Yonder” to the other side to be with his Lord. On his death certificate, he confirmed for history that “Moses Bullock and Caroline Moses” were the blessed parents of James, the elder, and Big John. We returned to our roots and reunited our spiritual bond with our ancestors, our great-great-great paternal grandparents, to the time of forming this country. The Man Called Moses was my Great-Great-Great Grandfather. We can call upon their names once again.

I have a suspicious that Notorious Jake Bullock had been one of Moses’ favorite grandsons. Jake had been one of the freed Princes of Africa and the House of Moses. I suspect that in his vainess, Jake knew his great roots and reined as if he had some type of dominion over women and the State of Mississippi.

During the late 1960s and early 1970s, I found companionship with a strikingly naturally beautiful, gentle and sensitive sweet honey brown toned young lady. Walking with Genie in public was like leading a parade. Wherever she went, heads would turn, spin around and cars horns would blow. Men would stare and cry out to her.

Genie called herself the “Baddest Bitch in Town.” She was raised in a world surrounded by pimps, prostitutes, crime, violence, drug trafficking and addiction. She wanted to make her mark on the world by being a respected “Female Gangster and Pimp.” I could never convince Genie to see another part of the world. With her god given natural intelligence, charisma and beauty, there wasn’t any hill or mountain that she couldn’t conquer. The constant stress of her hustler’s life and slanted view of the world finally wore me down. I couldn’t keep up with my college studies. I walked away from her.

She never talked about or mentioned her father. Genie was a “Youngblood.” I have no idea why she chose me out of all the young men with fame, pedigree, money, cars and worldly possessions. I had nothing to offer her but love. Now, I often wonder if Genie was also a descendent of the House of Moses and that was what truly united us if only for moments in a brief wrinkle of time in our lives.

 

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