William David Vann had lost his father when he was
sixteen years old, and his mother had struggled to raise him and his brothers
and sisters by herself after that. They lived near New Hope in Madison County,
Alabama, because that’s where the Lemley and Vann families had always lived.
2 He would turn twenty-three later that year, and he
decided that he had done his part to help his mother. He asked a pretty little
neighbor girl to marry him. Her name was Martha Burrow. She was two years
younger than him, and she had begun life in Georgia. They were married on the
seventeenth of March in 1876.
3 In July, most of the United States celebrated its
Centennial (one hundred years as a nation). Even so, the memory of the war and
the reality of Reconstruction served to dampen enthusiasm for celebrations
across Alabama and the rest of the South.
4 That November, William voted for Samuel J. Tilden
for president, and then waited along with the rest of the country for the votes
to be counted. However, when the results were finally announced, it was
apparent to everyone that the election would be contested. Tilden had won the
popular vote, but there was no clear winner in the Electoral College and twenty
votes remained to be awarded.
5 “They say that Congress is goin to give it to
Rutherford Hayes,” William told his wife. “How can they do that?” she demanded.
“Cause the Republicans don’t want to let go,” he explained. “They love to lord
it over us!”
6 William, along with other Democrats in the South,
however, eventually accepted Hayes as president. Their acquiescence was assured
when the Republicans promised to end Reconstruction and restore “home rule”
throughout the former Confederacy. Even so, for William and his young bride,
the deals that were being crafted in Washington D.C. were of little concern.
7 “Did you know that I love you better than my horse?”
he asked her one day. “Better than your horse – well ain’t I lucky!” she
giggled. “The only thing missin is a baby,” he replied. “They’ll come in time,”
she assured him.
8 A little over two years later, Martha knew that she
was pregnant. “You remember how you said that the only thing that was missin
was a baby?” she asked William. “Yeah, I remember – you said they’d come in
time,” he replied. “Well, it will soon be time,” she told him without looking
up.
9 “You mean we’re finally gonna have a baby?” “That’s
exactly what I mean!” she said as she looked up to see her husband’s reaction.
“Woo-hoo!” he hollered. “Now that’s the best news I’ve had in years,” he told
her with a sincerity that warmed her heart and brought a smile to her face.
10 The little boy arrived late the following spring.
“I want to name him Lonnie Lee,” Martha told her husband as she nursed the
baby. “I don’t care what you call him – we have a son!” he shouted. “Yes, and
you’re goin to get him cryin shoutin like that,” she said in a half-pretended
reprimand.
11 That year was the happiest year in his life.
William loved his wife and his new baby, and he resolved to work twice as hard
in the fields to provide a good living for them.
12 Then, in late fall of the following year, Martha
revealed to her husband that they were going to have yet another baby. “My
mother had fourteen,” he reminded her. “I don’t think we’ll do that,” Martha
chuckled. “I don’t think I’m up for that,” she told him.
13 Indeed, this time something was different. She just
hadn’t felt as vibrant and healthy as she had with her first baby. “I feel so
washed out,” she confided one day to her husband.
14 “Do you think we should call the doctor?” William
asked. “No, maybe I should just slow down a little,” she replied.
15 Even so, William asked the doctor to look in on his
now very pregnant wife. “I don’t like the swelling and the bleeding,” he told
them. “I’m putting you on bed rest, young lady,” he ordered. “I’ll stop in to
check on you next week.”
16 Little Mattie was born almost exactly two years
after her brother had arrived, but the circumstances couldn’t have been more
different. Her mother never left the bed in which she had given birth to her
daughter.
17 William was inconsolable. He was going to have to
bury the love of his life. He couldn’t even look at little Mattie (He had named
her Martha Burrow in honor of her mother).
18 Within two months, William had surrendered his two
young children to family members and had left for Tennessee. “I can’t stay
here,” he told them. “There’s not enough room for me and all of these
memories,” he explained.
19 Now these are the generations of Bryant Vann:
20 Bryant married Sarah Lemley, and they had a son
named William.
21 William David Vann Married Martha Burrows, and they
had children: Lonnie and Mattie.
22 Mattie Vann married Albert McAnally, and they had
children together.
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