Morris Family Tree
When Martha M. (Park) was born on June 17, 1826, in Athens, Georgia, her father was Baptist Park and her mother was Frances. She married James P. Wright in 1845 in Jackson, Butts, Georgia when she was 19 years old. They had one child, Frances M. “Fanny” during their marriage.
In 1840, when Martha was 14 years old, her mother, Frances “Fanny” (Chandler) Park, died.
In 1845, Martha married James P. Wright. She was 19 years old. January 8, 1845 brought Martha a daughter in Georgia whom she named Frances “Fanny”.
According to an 1850 Census: Martha lived in Jackson, Butts County, Georgia – Subdivision 45. The census lists Baptist Park 50 as a farmer, Martha M. Wright 22, Frances V. Parks 20, Nancy C. Parks 18, Frances M. Wright 5.
Martha’s father, Baptist Parks, died in 1853.
1860 US Census shows Martha M. Wright and her daughter, Fanny residing in Athens, Clarke County, Georgia.
In 1870, a census shows Martha living in Moss Point, Mississippi with her daughter and son-in-law.
Martha’s daughter, “Fanny”, died July 9th in 1883 at the age of 43.
In April of 1896, John Wesley Morris, Martha’s son-in-law (Fanny’s husband), passes away leaving the children with Martha to raise. John Wesley Morris had been a saw mill proprietor who friends of the Dantzler family.
A 1900 census in Moss Point, Jackson County, Mississippi, lists “Mary Wright”, but if you look at the original document you can see it probably was “Martha” and was scribbled over. It lists four Morris grandchildren living with her-Lillie, John, Thomas and Harvey.
She died on November 4, 1909, in Moss Point, Mississippi, having lived a long life of 83 years, and was buried there in the Morris family plot located in the Griffin Cemetery. I had a friend who takes photos for a grave location website take this photo for me.
Martha M PARK (1826 – 1909)
was my 3rd great-grandmother
Frances M. “Fanny” WRIGHT (1845 – 1888)
daughter of Martha M PARK
David Edmund “D.E.” MORRIS (1866 – 1934)
son of Frances M. “Fanny” WRIGHT
John Harkness MORRIS (1901 – 1965)
son of David Edmund “D.E.” MORRIS
Jane Lucille “Janie” MORRIS (1935 – 2013)
daughter of John Harkness MORRISG
The daughter of Jane Lucille “Janie” MORRIS
The Pascagoula Democrat-Star
May 04, 1894
Moss Point Secret Societies
Moss Point Lodge N. 117 I. O. F. [sic] meets every Monday night at K. of H. hall. D. E. Morris, N. G.; A. F. Dantzler, Secretary.
“I. O. O. F.” is an abbreviation of the Independent Order of Odd Fellows. David Edmund “D. E.” Morris was my great grandfather and was best friends with the Dantzler family. – Note from TRose
Happy Birthday to me!
Momma told me that if you sent a baby birth announcement, The White House would respond with a message from the first lady. So, she did it. And that’s how we got this memento of 1956.
1912-10-14 Daily Herald – Gulfport, Mississippi
40 CARS FOR DANTZLER MILLS
D.E. Morris Purchases Cars to Be Used In Moving Lumber of Big Company’s Mills
Gulfport, October 14
D.E. Morris, manager of the Dantzler Foundry, returned last night from Chicago, where he went to buy 40 lumber cars for the Dantzler Mills. The deal for these cars was practically closed, but it is not known when they will come forward. “The big truck line railroads,” says Mr. Morris, “are getting freight cars to relieve the congestion of freights along their lines. In the pursuance of this practice they will get cars which are billed to the roads owning and operating them, and convert them to their own use. Not in the history of railroading in the west has there been such a wild scramble for cars with which to move the grain crop to the exporting centers. The movement of the cotton crop also is creating an additional demand for cars.”
son of David Edmund “D.E.” MORRIS
daughter of John Harkness MORRIS
“Old as she was, she still missed her daddy sometimes.”
I was born a Bosworth, but, my parents divorced before my first birthday and I never knew my biological father until I graduated from high school. So, my “Daddy Jim Estrada” is the father I knew as my special angel when I was growing up on the Mississippi Gulf Coast as an Air Force brat. My Daddy Jim adopted me when he married my mother – I was just a little tiny girl about 2 1/2 years old. I remember so much about him. He was a wonderful daddy to me. Sadly, he was killed as a pilot flying in the USAF flying Strategic Air Command program when we were stationed at Bunker Hill Air Force Base in Indiana. I was just six when a terrible accident happened. He was flying in a B-58 (“Hustler”) bomber. One day I’ll write the story of my Daddy Jim. I am just as devastated today by his death as I was when I was told he was killed. It is a difficult thing to remember back to his death, but, it is a story worth telling as it colored my whole life and my perceptions of life in general. Little girls need their daddies.