Move to the Davis Nursing Home
I went to the Davis nursing home and stayed 4 months while they were
building onto the house. I was about ready to go home when I took sick
on Saturday night. I was visited by about 10 angels. They come in my
room about 8 o'clock at night and stayed until 3 o'clock in the morning.
That night they had on white robes and white hoods. I talked to some of
them. Some of them I knew. The next day on Sunday I looked on the
ceiling and I saw Christ and his Disciples. I seen him when he was riding
the colt that had never been rode before. People were spreading blankets
in front of the colt and waving tree twigs [tree branches?] as he passed
by.. I seen him when his mother was taking him out of Bethlehem. After
lunch on Sunday I was laying down on the bed but was wide awake. I heard
a voice coming though the concrete blocks at my head. I knew the voice.
It was Frank WARREN a man I had knew about all my life he was a neighbor
and a close friend. He had not been dead too long. He was talking to
someone here on earth. I thought it was his boy Jack. Whoever it was
asked Frank how he liked it up there. Frank said it was all right. Frank
said I seen the HINDS boys the other day. Roy and Bulda Ardel.
Bulda was his nick name and Frank always called him Bulda. The Hines men
died before Frank did. We were all good friends. When he said that I got
up and didn't hear any more. [It appears he was hearing voices through a
wall like they were in the next room but they were all dead.] About 4 o'clock that evening I was sitting in my chair and Mack HOUSTON
[Walter's sister Pearl's husband.] was sitting in his wheel chair. We
shared a room together. Mack was my brother in law. Two men walked in
one of them was Frank WARREN the other one was Frankie ALLEN. At that
time Allen wasn't dead but he is now. I shook hands with them and got
them seats. Mack Houston's eyes were bad and his hearing was also. He
asked me who were they. I told him, he said yes I know them. Frank
Warren looked at my rest room door and asked me if he could use it. I
told him he could . He went in and was gone so long I wondered what he
was doing in there so long. There was no other way out. I looked in and
he was gone but I looked an another rest room and I seen him standing
there and I said Frank come out of there he said all right but he
never did. I went back in where Allen was and he was gone but heard him
say that he was leaving so that ended that. They took
me to the hospital some time that night. I never knew when they left
with me or when I got there. I was out 72 hours. The doctor said my heart quit beating for 5 minutes. He told my daughter
if I come out it that I will never would know anything . But when I come
to I talked to my grand daughter [Donna Jo Johnson] on the phone in
Vermont. While I was out I was taken up to heaven. I seen the Pearly gates. They
opened enough to let me look in. I seen the golden streets and a big
gold building. It had a long steeple reaching away high reaching over
everything. I was glad. The Pearly gates were beautiful. All the time
that I was out I heard singing. One song that they sang over and over
again was when it looked like the sun would not shine any more the Lord
put a rainbow in the clouds. It seemed like this all happened in a moment of time. But
I really think it took 72 hours. I got better and my daughter took me
home. They made a real nice house out of mine. I had a room to myself
and everything I needed in it. I made my daughter a deed to the place. I
had a grandson that was a heir to what I had. We paid him off in money.
I got to stay at home about three years. I joined the senior citizens
and went 5 days a week for lunch. My daughter and husband retired and I didn't want to tie them down and I
went back to the Davis Nursing home. I have been here now going on 3
years. I have a room to my self and all I need in it. I will finish my life here I know. It will not be long until I will make
my last move. The Lord has given me a good long life. I have had a lot
of sorrow but I have so much to thank the Lord for. My wife and boy were
good Christians. I have 4 grand children and three of them are good
Christians. I have 7 great grand children and 4 of them are Christians.
I have no uncles or aunts living. I had some double cousins and they are
all gone now. My mother had six sisters. I never did see but 2 of them.
Aunt Linda [Malinda Rachel HANEY DOWLING.] I cannot hardly remember her
but I did see her once also Aunt Mary [Mary Amanda HANEY JARVIS. We
lived close to her. She was with us when my mother died. She stayed with
me some after her husband Uncle Sam Jarvis died. I got letters from Aunt
Jane KISSINGER [Martha Jane HANEY] as long as she lived. I loved her and
missed her letters but her daughter wrote to me as long as she lived.
Now I get nice letters from her daughter so many of my folks I have
never got to see in this life but I am looking forward to seeing a lot
of them, I hope, all of them in heaven. I never got to see my grandpa
Haney [Benjamin J. HANEY] or my grandma Haney [Theresa Matilda LUTTRELL]
There was 8 of us kids and there is just me and one sister left. [Sister
that is still alive at this writing was Leticia Faye NEEL RUDY she was a
twin and the twins were the youngest of the family. She died 11 Oct 1997
age 92.] She lives in Burbank California. She is 81 years old. I don't
guess I will ever see her any more in this world. In 1937 I had a brother killed here in Tahlequah. [Charley Neel died Oct
1st 1937.] A man by the name of Roy FISHER killed him. My brother
Charlie lived in west Texas. For a few years he was a cotton
farmer. My brother had knew Fisher all of his life. Fisher lived out
here by Gideon. He would take his family in the fall and go to west
Texas and pick cotton for my brother. He went one fall to pick cotton
and he was early and the cotton was not ready for picking yet. Fisher
was broke so my brother got him a house to live in and bought him
groceries to live on till the cotton was ready to pick. When the cotton
was ready my brother had several hands that went to work . My brother
had to go off somewhere that morning and when he got back FISHER
had got drunk and was a running his workers out of the field. He tried
to quiet him down and could not do it. He could not do anything with
him. He had to call the law. They came and got him and put him in Jail
until he sobered up. When he got sober my brother went and paid his fine
and brought him home. He went to work and there was nothing more said
about it. My brother had moved back to Oklahoma and bought a place close to
Gideon. FISHER was his neighbor. There was a revival meeting going on at
Peggs My family and I were going. A man by the name of RUTHFORD
was holding the meetings. We went one night. My brother, Charley, and
some more men were there from Gideon. My brother got saved that
night. Before church was over my wife took sick. I had to take her to
Locust Grove to a doctor. The doctor said she had appendicitis and I
took her on to Muskogee to the hospital. Dr Pat FITE examined her and he
told me it would be all right to go home. It would be a day or so before
he could operate. I went and told my wife what the doctor said. I told
her I would be back early the next morning. In the morning me and her
dad started to the hospital early. As we went through Gideon my brother
was there and he went with us to the hospital. We stayed at the hospital
until about 3 o'clock and then we started home. When we got to Tahlequah
my brother [Charley] got out and was going to ride home with a neighbor,
Andy TAYLOR. His father-in-law Mr. HUBBARD, was with him. My brother and
Mr. HUBBARD had started to the car to get in to go home and then they
met Roy FISHER and he was drunk. He jumped my brother for having him put
in jail. He then hit him and broke his neck. [Pauline, Walter's
daughter, says that Roy Fisher was a very large man and that Charley was
small in statue and build and that Roy picked up Charley and threw him
backwards over his shoulder and killed him immediately.] Fisher was
tried and he got 4 years. He was in prison for just 21 months and then
they let him out. He left here and went to California. I later heard
that he is dead now. If I had my way whiskey would be stomped out. It
has caused more heart aches than any thing.
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Source: Glee Krapf Great Granddaughter of Jasper Newton "Tuck" Bee.
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