Mann Family Tree

*Curtis Bryan - Tulsa, Oklahoma
Born – September 3, 1929
Departed this Life: December 22, 1995
Laid To Rest - Floral Haven Cemetery
"Praying Hands Section”
South 129th East & 71st Street
Tulsa, Oklahoma.

Mann, Homer E., 88, Sunday (November 11), Services 2 p.m. Tuesday, Oaks Cemetery (Moore's Eastlawn). TULSA WORLD MONDAY NOVEMBER 12, 1990

MANN - Mrs. Homer E. (Mollie E.) 78, of 2862 East Archer Street, Thursday (September 5), Services 1 p.m. Saturday, Moore's Eastlawn Chapel. TULSA WORLD FRIDAY SEPTEMBER 6, 1985

“MINOR – CHEROKEE NATION – CHEROKEE”
Acts of Congress approved April 26, 1906
Roll Number 2100 - Mann, Homer E.
Minor Card Number 1977
Age March 4, 1906 - 3
Sex - M
Blood - 5/32
Name of Father - Henderson Mann
Father's Roll Number - 21795
Name of Mother - Bertha E. Mann
Mother's Roll Number - 14318
Born - October 30, 1902
For Father's enrollment see Cherokee Roll Card No. 9656
For Mother's enrollment see Cherokee Roll Card No. 5986
Remarks: Application for No. 1 received May 30, 1906.
Mother of #1 Bertha E. Mann died April 17, 1903.
DAWES ROLL PLUS page 117
Mann Homer E. Dawes Roll14319M
Family Census 5986M
Miller Roll 18244
Miller Roll Application 25617
Age 3
Sex M
Blood 5/32
Residence Oaks

Homer was a member of the Mason’s
Lodge 252 Kansas – Kansas, Oklahoma
He entered into the Apprentice on March 14, 1924
Passed Fellowship April 18, 1924
Raised to Master Mason May 16, 1924.
He was suspended December 31, 1928 and reinstated
November 28, 1942 and suspended again April 27, 1956.

Homer and Mollie grew up together in Twin Oaks, Oklahoma.They were married Friday, October 17, 1924 in Grove, Oklahoma.
He was 22 years old and she was 18 years old.

Homer's father was named Henderson Mann.
Henderson Mann was listed on the Cherokee Dawes Roll as being ¼ Cherokee Indian.
In those days the Indians said they were less Indian than they were because if they said that they were more the government would appoint a white man to be their guardian, which meant that they would and could control any monies or land due them.

At the time the Roll was taken it was in the year 1896.
Henderson was 20 years old.
His Roll Number was 21795.

Bertha Elizabeth Miller Mann was Homer's mother.
Her Dawes Roll Number was 14318.
Also listed on the Roll was; Sarah Elizabeth, (Which we all called Aunt Elizabeth) - Roll Number 14319 and Homer E. Mann (our grandfather.) Elizabeth and Homer were the only two children born to this union of Henderson and Bertha.

Bertha passed away six months after Homer was born, on April 17, 1903. Henderson decided to let his parents, David and Elizabeth Mann, raise Homer and Elizabeth. Henderson went on to marry again, and of that union had more children which became Homer and Elizabeth's ½ brother's and sister's.

Mollie's parents were Charles J. and Emma Lou Jackson.
They also had several children. Emma Lou Hope Jackson is listed on the Roll #3638.
I don't know much about them but they are buried in the Russell Cemetery, in Twin Oaks, Oklahoma.
Update the cemetery has now been renamed "Double Springs Cemetery."

After Homer and Mollie were married they moved to Picher, Oklahoma where Homer got a job in the Coal Mines.
There Mollie got pregnant and gave birth to a baby girl on June 4, 1925.
They named her Norma Fay.
They then moved to Tulsa, Oklahoma, where Homer got a job at Bethlehem Steel Corporation, where he stayed until he retired.
On November 26, 1928 Norma Fay passed away at the age of 3 years and 5 months old.
Mollie became pregnant again and gave birth to a son on February 2, 1928.
They named him Homer Eugene Mann Jr.
Everyone called him "Gene."
In January 1929, Mollie, once again found herself pregnant.
She gave birth to a son on September 3, 1929.
His name was Curtis Bryan Mann (our father.)
Mollie let Curtis' hair grow for a long time when he was little (we think it was because she missed her daughter Norma Fay so much.)
He had beautiful blonde curly hair.

After Homer retired from Bethlehem Steel he went to work for Uncle Gene who owned several properties.
One that I know of was down the street from our house.
It was located on the Northwest corner of 36th and Yale.
He would go and mow it at least once a week.
There were other properties but I don't know where they were located.
When we knew he would be there we would walk down there and take him a snack and some ice water.
It was fun to watch him work.
After the work got too hard for Homer to do, he went to work for Warren Professional Building, beside St. Francis Hospital located at 61st & Yale, Tulsa.
This was a Doctor's building, and he would work there on Saturdays and Sundays, opening the doors for doctors.
Homer was a typical husband. He worked, came home, ate, and went to bed just to wake up the next morning and do the same thing.

Mollie was a typical mother. She loved to cook, sew, plant vegetable and flower gardens, and take care of the house and their kids.
After we came along, she loved to take care of us.
When we were little we lived right next door to them.
It was a happy time.
We would always go over there and she would cook for us and make us clothes.
She would let us iron handkerchiefs and pillow cases.
We could also help her in the gardens.
We would get to pick the green beans and snap them for her.
They also had a double roll-away bed outside in the garage, and on pretty nights we got to sleep "under the stars" with them.

After Granddad retired you could always find him sitting on the front porch whittling, his knife and any ole stick he could find.
If he wasn't doing that, he was over at Archer Park, across the street from their home finding things that people would leave there.
He would find towels and hairbrushes, he would bring them home to Grandma, and she would wash and boil them so we could use them.
In the earlier days they would have baseball games there and we use to go over there and watch them play.

Grandma would always do the cooking.
Granddad would always wash the dishes.
They seemed to love each other very much although you would never see them be affectionate to each other unless one of them was in the hospital.
Grandma went to get her eyes operated on, and that was the first time I ever saw Granddad hold her hand.

When I had my hysterectomy, after I got out of recovery and woke up in my room, Grandma was there right beside my bed.
She stayed for hours.
I asked her where Granddad was and she said out in the car.

One year I remember a Bluejay flew into their house and they kept him for a pet.
The newspaper wrote an article about it. This article appeared in The Tulsa World, Friday July 10,1981.

Mollie and Homer Mann aren’t sure how to care for the latest addition to their household.
So they’re winging it.
“We sometimes cut up bologna real thin so it looks like worms,” Mann said.
The Manns’ new “guest” is a bluejay.
Last week, Mann was mowing his lawn when the bluejay (The Manns haven’t named it yet, so for purposes of this story, we’ll refer to the bird as ‘he’) landed on his shoulder.
“He seemed to want to take up with me, so I fooled with him a little,” Mann said. “And he seems real happy to stay here.”
He has the run – or rather the fly – of the Mann house, zooming across the living room to rest on Mann’s shoulder and then rising again to take a perch atop a lampshade. (To be perfectly honest, he seemed to discover nesting heaven in the long, wind-mussed locks of this reporter.
He spent almost the entire course of the interview keeping an eagle-eye watch on notes being taken, all the while pluck, pluck, plucking away.)
He doesn’t spend all of his time in the house. The Manns take him outside at least twice a day.
“For the first two days, he’d stay right here in the trees in the backyard,” Mann said.
“We don’t know where he flies off to now, but he always comes back to us. And there’s no way we’re going to turn him out.”
The Manns think the bluejay must be very young.
When he first arrived at their home, he did not know how to feed.
“We’d have to sort of stuff the food down his throat,” Mrs. Mann said. “But lately he’s begun taking things with his beak.”
His diet has included oatmeal, cornmeal, green beans and the aforementioned bologna.
He takes his daily bath in the dog’s water dish.
“I’ve had to fuss with him when he tried to interfere when I was washing dishes at the sink,” Mrs. Mann said. “But you get real attached to pets after a while,” Mann said quickly. “You couldn’t just get rid of him.”
At that point, the reporter wondered aloud whether he was hunting through all the brown hair, hunting out those prematurely (yes, premature) gray strands.
Fortunately Mrs. Mann was most comforting: “Oh, don’t worry. He’ll pull them all out.”

When we were little they had a Huge Black Cocker Spaniel dog named Maggie.
She seemed huge at the time and I wonder now if she was as big as I thought.
Granddad made her a dog house out of an old steel barrel.
He cut a hole in the top and then he made a little cover for it and put blankets in it for her.
It was a neat dog house.
She was very happy there.
After Maggie died they got another dog, some kind of terrier and named her Skipper.
They also had a parakeet named Skipper.
After Grandma passed away the girls and I got Granddad another black Cocker that he named Muffin.

In 1984, Grandma suffered a horrible stroke which left her left side completely paralyzed.
After she left the hospital they took her to a nursing home.
Granddad would get up at 4 a.m., clean up and go be with her all day until she went to bed.
He would go back home and do the same thing everyday.
He didn't want to leave her alone.
When she had her stroke, Granddad let her lay on the floor for a long time, waiting for her to come to and tell him what to do. She never did, so he called Dad.
He went over there and called the ambulance.
In the hospital I remember being up there and I walked in and Granddad looked so sad.
I asked him what was wrong and he said that Grandma had hit him. I felt so sorry for him.
I told him to go and walk around a bit and stretch his legs that I would be there with her.
He left the room.
While he was gone a nurse came in and told Grandma she needed to go to Therapy and she said no.
I got down by her face and told her she needed to go and she slapped me.
It broke my heart.
I went out of the room crying.
I had never seen her like that.
The nurse came up to me and told me that I knew better, that that was just the stroke doing that to her and that she still loved me.
I knew she was right but it was so hard to see her like that.
I had never seen her be unkind or mean like that in my whole entire life.
Needless to say she did go to therapy and did make some progress.
I remember one night Dad was up there with her and when he went to leave someone had stolen his truck.
They found it a few blocks away with the battery stolen out of it.
After the hospital we took her to a Nursing Home by our old house on Darlington.
Granddad took such good care of her in the Nursing Home that she was the only person, up to that time to ever leave and go home.
At home she couldn't do the things she used to do, and that irritated her very much.
Homer would give her, her medicine and when he wasn't looking she would spit it out in her right hand, reach over her paralyzed left side and drop them in a drawer in a table next to her chair.
No one ever knew she was doing that until she died and Dad and I found them in the drawer.
We never told Granddad about it.

On September 3, 1985 Dad (Curtis) and myself went over to Grandma and Granddad's house for our birthday.
We had a nice visit and left.
That evening she had a heart attack and was taken to St. Francis Hospital where she passed away on September 5, 1985.
Granddad, Dad, Susan, and myself (Nancy) were there at her bedside when she died.
I believe Patty was living in Michigan at the time.
Homer lived 5 years and 2 months longer after her death.
Curtis went to visit every week-end.
Me and the girls would go by as often as we could.
Susan and the girls would go by as often as they could.
He was very lonely without her.
He would write on a paper how long she had been gone almost to the minute.

After Grandma passed away I tried to get Granddad a dog and he said that he didn't want one.
They had always had pets.
They both loved animals.
Besides Maggie, they had a parakeet named Skipper.
Skipper use to fly all over the house.
They use to get a mirror and put it on the sink and run water over it and Skipper would fly over to it and take a bath.
As I was saying before I tried to get Granddad a dog after Grandma passed away and he wouldn't have it.
One day I was looking in the paper and I saw that some people were giving away their full blood black Cocker Spaniel so I called them and went and got the dog.
The girls and I waited until dark and took the dog over to Granddad's and put her in the back yard.
He woke up the next morning and fell in love with her.
He named her Muffin.
She was a good companion for him.
Later on she got cancer and we had to take her to have her put to sleep.
Jessie (Jennifer’s husband) was going to bury her in the backyard.
Dad came over and we dug a hole beside the garage and buried her.
Granddad was so sad.

On November 11, 1990, Dad went over to see Granddad and was unable to get in the front door so he went around to the back and broke in.
There he found Granddad in his chair, in his pajamas and night cap dead. Dad said he looked very peaceful.
We don't know if he was getting ready to get into bed Saturday night or if he had woke up Sunday morning and got in his chair when he passed away.
After Grandma passed away he never slept in their room again.
He would make the sofa bed up in the living room and sleep on it.

Homer and Mollie were both laid to rest in the Russell Cemetery; (now known as "Double Springs Cemetery") Twin Oaks, Oklahoma, one on each side of their daughter, Norma Fay.

The following was sent to Nancy E. Hamilton from Vickie Vanek – P.O. Box 202 – Valleyford, Washington 99036 – 509-924-5230.

This is a list of people from the 1835 Census of the Cherokee Nation East either directly, or closely related to Homer Mann.
The census was prepared by the United States War Department three years prior to the Cherokee Removal.
Many people listed in this census died either naturally, or due to harsh conditions during the round-up and internment into concentration pens before the actual removal.
Many more died on the Trail.

General Scott ordered a certain indulgence extended towards the families and property of the White men, and widows of United States citizens intermarried with Cherokees.
A like indulgence, but only for a limited time, shall be extended to the families of certain Chiefs and headmen of the two great Indian Parties.
Both of these extensions would have covered Homer’s ancestors.
However, there is much evidence the orders were ignored in the fervor of the moment.

Etowah River, Cherokee County, Georgia Spainard: Twelve fullblods, three farms,three farmers, one weaver and four spinners.

Long Swamp Creek, Cherokee County, Georgia James Daniel: One halfbreed, ten quarterbloods, and one illegible. Four farms, three farmers, four readers of Cherokee, one weaver and four spinners. Thirty seven slaves.

Nancy Daniel: Two fullbloods, one halfbreed and six quarterbloods. Three farms, three farmers, four readers of Cherokee, one weaver and one spinner.

John Daniel: One halfbreed and three quarterbloods, one reader of Cherokee, one spinner.

Etowah River, Georgia Moses Daniel: Four quarterbloods, one white intermarriage, one farmer, four slaves,two readers of English, one weaver, and one spinner.

Salequoyah Creek, Georgia Calvin Adair: One fullblood and two quarterbloods, one farmer, two readers of English, one weaver, one spinner, two descendants of reservees.

Oothacalosa Creek, Georgia William Hicks: fifteen halfbreeds, a farmer, two readers of English and one of Cherokee, three weaervs, three spinners.

Catherine Gann (Hicks): One fullblood, one halfblood and five quarterbloods, six slaves, two readers of English and one reader of Cherokee, two weavers, three spinners, one reservee and five decendants of reservees.

Oostennolee River, Georgia Pigeon Halfbreed: Ten fullbloods and one quarterblood, two farmers. They own a ferryboat. Three readers of Cherokee, two weavers and three spinners.

Jesse Halfbreed: Ten fullbloods and one quarterblood, one farmer, one reader of Cherokee, one weaver and one spinner.

Elijah Hicks: Seven halfbreeds and one quarterblood. Seven slaves, six readers of English and one reader of Cherokee, one weaver, one spinner, seven descendants of reservees, one farm.

Departed September 1, 1838 with 858 people Arrived January 4, 1839 with 744 On the way there were 54 deaths and 5 births. Possible Lost Cherokees 85 Total recorded Desertions –0- Possible Death Rate 6.29%

Coosawatie River, Georgia Issabella Hicks: Four halfbreeds. One reader of English, one weaver, one spinner, four decendants of reservees.

Peavine Creek Broom: Five Cherokees, one farm.

Chickamauga Creek, Georgia Nancy Hicks: One fullblood and four halfbreeds. Eight slaves, three farmers, three readers of English, one weaver, one spinner, one reservee and four descendants of reservees.

Red Clay, Mominn County, Tennessee Ave Miller: Six quarterbloods, one white intermarriage, a farm and one farmer. One reads English, one weaver and two spinners.

Sugar Creek, Tennessee George Hicks: (Conesawga Creek) Seven quartebloods, three slaves, one farmer, six read English, one weaver and two spinners.

The Generations

2nd Generation - Avery "Henderson" Mann and Bertha Elizabeth Miller Mann
3rd Generation - David Sproul & Elizabeth Miller Mann - George & Martha Wilson Miller - Able & Mollie Jackson - "Eu-nau-le" & "Cun-nu-cha-te"
4th Generation - Avery Vann & Susannah Spaniard Miller - Richard Carey "R.K." & Elzira Wilson nee Hicks Mann - John A. & Nancy J. Miller - "Cul-lau-noo-has-ke" & "A-kin-ne"
5th Generation - Andrew & Catherine Hicks Miller - Frank & Hannah "Oo-wah-de-yah-hih" Spaniard - William & Peggy Wilson
6th Generation - Chief Charles Renatus Hicks & Lydia "Chiuke" Halfbreed Hicks - David & Nannie "N-wa-lee-ya-he" Otterlifter Miller
7th Generation - Nathan & Nancy Broom Hicks - Chief Halfbreed & "Gu-w-li-si" - Otterlifter & Susannah Harlan Otterlifter
8th Generation - Chief Broom & Nancy Elizabeth Broom - Ellis & Catherine Kingfisher Harlan - Robert & Mary Ellige Hicks
9th Generation - Ezekial & Hannah Oborn Harlan Jr. - Kingfisher & "Na-ni" aka "Ghi-ga-U" aka Nancy Ward Beloved Woman - Dutch Tauchee Broom & Nancy F. Clan Broom - James & Judith Collier Hicks
10th Generation - Ezekial & Ruth Buffington Harlan - "Skayagustuegwo" & "Tame Doe" - Robert & Elizabeth Irvin Hicks Jr.
11th Generation - Chief Moytoy & Unknown - George & Elizabeth Duck Harlan - Richard Bobbington Buffington & Ann - Robert & Frances Hicks
12th Generation - James Harlan & Unknown - Thomas Bovinton Jr. & Ann
13th Generation - William Harlan & Unknown - Thomas & Joan Harberd Bovington
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