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Descendants of Charles Philip Montgomery

Generation No. 1

1. CHARLES PHILIP⁵ MONTGOMERY (CHARLES PHILLIP⁴, GEORGE WASHINGTON³, THOMAS FRANKLIN WOODROW², THOMAS¹) was born November 25, 1955 in Williamson, West Virginia. He married (1) GERTRUDE ELAINE MURPHY December 02, 1978 in Clintwood, Virginia. He married (2) DENISE LOIS WOLFORD April 17, 1989 in Belphry, Kentucky, daughter of ROGER WOLFORD and ARLENE BLANKENSHIP. She was born June 18, 1968 in South Williamson, Kentucky.

Notes for CHARLES PHILIP MONTGOMERY:
Hi I am Charles Phillip Montgomery, Jr. and my nickname is Phil. I was born in Williamson, WV, November 25, 1955. When I was born my parents, Charles and Shirley Montgomery, lived in a small house in North Matewan, WV and my father and uncle Bob had just started a business in North Matewan, Montgomery Supermarket. Shortly after I was born my parents purchased an old company house, from Island Creek Coal Company, in Red Jacket. It was built in the late 1800's but was sturdy as a rock. The selling price was only $5,000.00. It was a two story house with three bedrooms and a bath upstairs and downstairs it had a living room, dining room kitchen and a bath. In later years there were two bedrooms added, one upstairs and another downstairs. "This is the house that I will always consider home!"

As I grew up in Red Jacket, I was rather lonely. There weren't any boys my own age to play with. So I became pretty much a loner. Having no one to play with I began to sink myself into following the space race. I could draw a Saturn 5 rocket with all the inside components. There are a couple of stories that I would like to pass on to my descendents.

My Teen Years

From the age of about twelve up till I turned sixteen, I would go to the Red Jacket Kiwanis Playground and play miniature golf, volley ball tag or what ever was going on up there. Mainly thought, I would go to play tennis. I excelled at tennis because it was a fast game. We had some pretty good players at Red Jacket too. Charlie Smith, Buck Osburn, Dee White, Joe Clusky and of course myself. I don't mean to sound if I am bragging but I was good. Buck and I usually team up when we played doubles. We would play that the winners stayed on the court. We never sat down except when we wanted too. But when we played singles, I could beat everyone except Buck. No matter how hard I tried or how good I played he was always better. Now Charlie Smith had a serve that would rival any professional player. I would come at you so fast that you had to swing at it before he served it, that is if you wanted a chance to hit it back. Tennis is the one highlight of my youth that I miss. We were so good that if we would have had some guidance we could have played professional tennis. McEnrow and Jimmy Coiners would have had some competition then.

When I got my drivers licenses tennis sort of took a back seat. You know it is amazing how many friends you acquire when you have a drivers licenses and a car! I didn't think much about it at the time because I just wanted to be in the right click at high school. No one else in my class had their drivers license because I was a year older then everyone. The reason, my birthday was twenty-five days too late to start when I was six. In other words, I was five when school started but I could not go because my birthday was November 25, 1955. So I would not turn six before the November 1, deadline. I had to wait another year, so I was almost seven when I started school. This put everyone younger than me in my class. But for one year in my sophomore year I was King of the Class.

I began to loose site of my goal of becoming an astronaut and my tennis. I even lost interest in going to college, BIG MISTAKE! I began to run around with a group of people that was into the wrong things in life. I now know why, it was because the everyone in Mingo County, had the feeling that there was no use to study in high school or worry about anything else. We were all going to be in the local coal mines and there was no way out! That was the way I felt too except that I was going to be running my father business. So for that reason we did things that we should not have done.

My First Marriage

I had gone to a friend's house for a party and met Elaine. We talked for about an hour that night until she left to go home. The next day I decided that I would drive to Williamson and met her for lunch. She had told me that she worked at the Williamson Daily Newspaper. I didn't call, I didn't want to seem like I was that interested in her. So, I made it look like an accident that I saw her when she was coming out of the newspaper for lunch. I had my window in my car down and slowed and began to talk to her and ask if she would like to have lunch. She accepted and we went to a local restaurant for lunch. I had been in the navy for one year. I began to come in on the weekends to see her. After about seven months we were married December 2, 1978, in Clintwood, Va.

We lived in Portsmouth, VA and Virginia Beach, VA, until 1980 at which time we moved back to Barboursville, WV so I could attend school. In 1982 we returned to Red Jacket, WV. Mom and dad had build a new house and they gave us the house at Red Jacket.

Of this marriage was born one child: Alisha Nicole Montgomery, June 18, 1983 at Cabell Huntington Hospital in Huntington, West Virginia.

Elaine and I had come down the night before. Elaine's doctor was going to induce labor. I was in the delivery room when Alisha was born. I was the first person besides the doctor and nurse to hold my daughter. I had brought my camera to the delivery room with me to take pictures of the event but I was so amazed at what was happening around me the taking pictures was the last thing on my mind. All I could do was stand and watch my child being brought into this world. When the nurse handed Alisha to me I could not take my eyes off of this beautiful child. The I heard someone say aren't you going to take pictures! This brought me back to reality. I handed Alisha to the nurse and I picked up the camera and began to snap away. I got the nurse washing Alisha off and being weighted.

The nurse took Alisha to the nursery and I followed while the nurse prepared Elaine to return to her room. I was in awl of everything that had just happened. I then got to a pay phone and made all the phone calls that I was supposed to make just after the delivery. I then went to Elaine's room and sat with her for awhile. Around midnight or so, I was really tired so I left the hospital and went to our hotel room to get some sleep.

The next thing I remember was the phone ringing. I looked at the clock and it was 5am, I could not even thing of who would be calling at this time of the morning. I answered the phone half asleep it was Elaine. She said that Alisha had quit breathing at 4am that morning. I was now fully awake and I sat bolt upright in bed, while Elaine told me what the doctor had said. I immediately got dressed and went to the hospital. I had to talk to the doctor myself so that I could read his eyes. It seems that since Alisha was a premature birth, by about one month, and so she simply forgot to breath. It was nothing major, so said the doctor. I still didn't completely believe the doctor.

After Alisha came home, I would sit and watch her sleep to make sure she was breathing. She always was and it seems that the doctor was right but as a father you can never be so sure!

We separated, for reasons I will not discuss until Alisha comes and asks me about them, in 1985 and the divorce was granted in 1989. HER LOSE! HER REGRET! HER FAULT!

My Second Marriage

My second marriage was to truly wonderful woman. I didn't even come close to deserving her. I was the worst husband that any man could be. Don't ask me why, because I don't even know at this time myself. But she was the best. She was thirteen years younger than me.

I was working at the store when I first met Denise. She had come in for a job. At the time I was seeing someone else. This was during the time while I was separated from my first wife. When I saw her, I was lost. I forgot about any other woman that I was seeing. She looked like an angel to me. And for the life of me, I could not bring myself to say or to act on my feelings. I was talking to Eddie Dale Estepp about it and the next thing I know I was kissing her in front of the store (this was in 1986 I believe). It was not much of a kiss more like a peck. But it took off from there.

In October of 1986, I went to California to attend the Professional Association of Diving Instructors College. While I was there I would call Denise about every other week or so just to say hi. When I returned we began to date. In December of 1988 Gerald Epling and myself went to the Florida Keys to do some scuba diving. The first day was awful, the ocean had six foot swells but we found a dive shop to take us out anyway. Needless to say both Gerald and I got sea sick. The next day we drove on to Key west and found a place we were could park in one of those camp grounds for RV's. I had decided to call Denise and talk to her for a bit. I tried from 10pm until midnight. The phone was busy. At midnight I called a mutual friend to find out what was going on. She said that Denise's mother had passed away. I immediately told Gerald that I had to return. We drove to Miami that night and I caught a flight back home the next day.

Once when Denise went for an ultrasound. When they found the babies heart beat they called for me to come and listen. When I entered the room the nurse spoke to Denise's belly and said, "your daddy just came in the room!" At which the babies heart beat speed up. It was as if the baby was reacting to my me being there.

After my divorce was final Friday, April 14, 1898 and Denise and I got married Monday, April 17, 1989. Denise was pregnant by ten months and Brandy was born the following Friday April 21, 1989. The doctors would not let me go into the delivery room with Denise because it was going to be a C-section. I waited just outside the operating room doors though. About an hour later the nurse came out pushing an incubator that contained my child, Brandy. She was beautiful, it was the only the second time I had seen an angel, in my life. The nurse stopped for a couple of minutes to let me see my child. I bent down to admire this beautiful child of mine I heard the nurse say "This is your daddy!" and at that Brandy opened her eyes and looked into mine. She was sucking on her thumb. She then took her thumb out of her mouth and stuck out her tongue at me. It was the funniest thing I had ever seen. True love at first site!

My Dogs

We had several dogs as I was growing up. The reason being, someone in the neighborhood would kill our dogs, but we didn't know it at the time. Some of the dogs were poisoned and some were hit by cars. The first dog that was mine I named Honey.

Honey's Story:

I was in the yard playing when a car stopped in the middle of the road right in front of the house. Then it pulled away and there in the road was a paper back that was moving. I ran to it and inside was a puppy. It was the color of honey. I picked up the puppy and ran to the house and pleaded with mom to let me keep it. We didn't have a dog at the time so she said I could if I took care of it. Needless to say that I agreed and that was the beginning of my first best friend.
Even as a small puppy honey followed me everywhere. As she grew she began to know what I was asking of her, as if she really understood me. The most amazing that happened one day. I had set a trap and captured a wild rabbit. I build a pin for the rabbit out of wood and chicken wire all the while honey watched what I was doing. I didn't know that rabbits could dig and I just laid the chicken wire on the ground.

Well as soon as I turned my back the rabbit escaped. I didn't say a thing. Honey took off after the rabbit. In about ten minutes here comes honey back with the proudest expression on her face that a dog could have. Her head held high and her tail wagging as she made her way to me. In her mouth she was carrying the rabbit, like she would one of her own puppies, by the skin around the rabbit's neck. She laid the rabbit down at my feet and laid there with her head between her paws with her eyes on the rabbit. As if she were daring it to run again.

Honey latter had a puppy that was huge. We called him Ralph. About two months after she had Ralph we found honey dead, she had been poisoned. I cried for a very long time. I had lost my best friend in the whole world. I had a funeral for her, most of my family attended. I still think of my dog Honey to this day and what good times we had together. She was friend, companion, and protector to me. A True Lassie!

The Duck

When I was about seven years old. I loved any animals that was around, snakes, frogs, etc. A normal young boy. Some one in the community had ducks that they let roam free. We used to go and feed these ducks every evening. That is myself, Lynn White and he younger bother Richie. One day, while we were feeding the ducks, Lynn said that we should catch one. This did not get me very interested however when she bet me that I could not catch one, well that got me going. So, off I went into the creek chasing the biggest of the ducks. It was huge and white all over, the other ducks were different colors. When I caught the duck, my head swelled twice it's size and I just had to carry it back to the house and show my mother.

When I entered the house, my mother was laying on the bed asleep. So naturally, I stood beside the bed holding the duck. I then began to shake the bed to wake my mother. When her sleepy eyes opened, I think she thought she was dreaming because she didn't say much. But just a few seconds later, when she was fully awake and she realized that I was holding a real duck she began to yell at me to take it outside and turn it loose. For the life of me I could not understand why she was not just as proud of me as I was. But then when you are that young you never do.

The one Fight that I Remember

My sisters used to blame everything on me and my father always believed them, no matter what I said. When I was about thirteen years old, I had to be home before dark. I was in the living room watching TV, when Betsy, my younger sister, came in and just turned the channel I was watching to something she wanted to watch, without asking I might add.

Well, I got up and turned the TV back to the channel that I was watching. Naturally she got back up and turned it back. Sort of getting repetitive, huh? Yes, you guessed it, I got up and turned it back, however, this time I told Betsy that if she tried to turn the channel back, that I would knock her block off. She began to scream, to dad, that I threatened to hit her. When I tried to tell my side of the story to my father. He would hear nothing of it. He turned the TV off and sent us to bed.

On the way upstairs to bed. Betsy was laughing and saying that she had started that fight just so I would not be able to watch TV. MAN! What little sisters won't do!!!!

The Goat

This story is about how I was swindled out of my allowance. This took place about a year or so after the Duck. There was an older boy, about 5 years older than me, that lived just down the road. Russell Dalton was his name. One day, in the evening, he came walking over to the bottom. The bottom was an old Island Creek Garage area where they used to work on coal trucks. To our amazement Russell had a goat with him. I was very excited about seeing a goat in real life for the first time. We played with it, saying it was an enemy Trojan horse of some kind. We were playing army. When it was for everyone to go home. Russell said that he would like to sell the goat, and naturally I jumped at the chance. I believe that I gave him about a month's worth of allowance, $5.00. So now I was the proud owner of that goat.

Here I go walking up the road pulling on the rope that was tied around the goats neck. Well, needless to say my mother was not very happy about me having a goat. She allowed me to keep it for about three days and then I had to return it. Oh, I did get my money back because my mother had talked to Russell's mother and they had worked something out. Never did find out what, but Russell didn't come over and play army for about two weeks after that.

The Broken Tooth

I guess I was about eight or nine years old when this happened. It was winter time, not like the winters we have now, where we are lucky to see a couple of snow flakes during the winter months. It was when It would snow at the beginning of November and would not melt off till March. That is the winters I remember and the snow was not two or three inches, it was more like one foot up to two feet. It was in Mid January, the temperture was about thirty degrees. School had been called off because of the road conditions. So all of the kids in the neighborhood spent the day sliegh riding. Behind our house, at Red Jacket, there was an alley. We would take hot water and pore it on the hill so we could make ice, sometimes we would build a ramp the then pore the water on it. We would go to the local gas station and bum old tires to use for a fire. The black smoke would bellow up to the heavens and we would stand around the fire warming ourselves.

My next door neighbor was Bobby Darren, he was much older than the rest of us and much bigger. So needless to say we would do what ever he said. He came up with a plan for me to take off down the hill on my sliegh, laying on my stomach. Which, since he was the biggest I didn't argue with him. He got half way down the hill and I took off holding my sliegh in my hands as I ran toward the alley. I jumped out and laid my sliegh under me and made a perfect landing. I was picking up speed ss I made my way down the hill. When I got to the half way point, out from the bushes came Bobby leaping for all he was worth. When he landed, most of his body landed on my head and drove my mouth down onto the steel bars that run on top of the sliegh runners and then I felt as if the artic wind rushed into my mouth. It began to hurt like crazy. By the time we got to the bottom of the hill, I was crying and Bobby was jumping up and down and yelling about how much fun that was. Needless to say I ran home as fast as I could.

My mother comforted me as I cried and told the story of how my tooth had been chipped and then my older sister Tracy went outside, for what, I didn't know or care at the time. The next day I found out why she had left. The next day Mrs. Darren came to our house talked to our mother for about ten minutes in the kitchen. She then called for Tracy and myselft to come in the kitchen. She didn't sound too happen. Mrs. Darren was standing leaning against the kitchen counter with a determined look on her face. I was confused. My mother asked Tracy what had happened yesterday. Tracy stated that she had got up the hill to confront Bobby and ask him why he was jumping on my back while I was riding the sliegh. When Bobby much larger than the rest of us. When he had laughed about it and saying that I was a cry baby for running home and telling on him, that is when Tracy lost her temper. To my understanding she beat him up pretty good and gave him a couple of black eyes.

Now after hearing that Mrs. Darren asked me if it was true that Bobby had jumped on my back and broke my tooth. When I said yes and showed her my tooth, she stormed out of the house and after she was out all we heard was a very mad mother looking for her son. We didn't see Bobby after that for about a month.
After that I had a new found respect for my sister Tracy. In other words: DON'T PISS HER OFF!

The Trick

I don't remember what year that my mother played this trick on my sister, Betsy, and myself. However, it was when the Gemini program was in full swing at NASA. As a matter of fact there was two of the astronauts orbiting the earth. That is what made it so believable. We had a neighbor by the name of Mrs. Ditty, my mother and Mrs. Ditty were good friends. Ok, now for the story.

It was late one evening when, dark. My sister and I were watching one of the TV shows like The Twilight Zone. My mother yelled at us and told us to come out side. Which we did of course. She directed us to the side of the house, the one at Red Jacket. And what did we see there, but a slide project of the stars, moon and of the heavens. When I ask my mother where it was coming from, she said that it must be the astronauts beaming it down to earth and it was hitting the side of our house. We believed every word, too! We were so excited to have a slide show from outer space on the side of our house.

I don't' remember when my mother told us any different but I have to believe that she told us that night that it was Mrs. Ditty showing those slides from her upstairs bedroom. She lived in the house beside of ours. Later in life, when we would talk about that little trick that my mother had pulled. Well, it still brought a big smile and a hardy laugh to her aging face and mine too!

More About CHARLES PHILIP MONTGOMERY:
Education: March 1998, Nortel X11 Basic Database Administration
Graduation: January 01, 1974, Matewan High School
Military service: 1978, United States Navy
Namesake: November 25, 1955, Named after my father and my mother's father
Social Security Number: 232-90-5804

Child of CHARLES MONTGOMERY and GERTRUDE MURPHY is:

ALISHA NICOLE⁶ MONTGOMERY, b. June 17, 1983, Huntington, West Virgnia.

Notes for ALISHA NICOLE MONTGOMERY:
I was in the delivery room when Alisha was born. It was the most wonderful thing I had ever seen. I was the second person to hold her. The doctor handed her to me. I remember that I had taken a camera into the delivery room and was planning on taking pictures but as I watched, everything left my head except for the mircale taking placing and having to watch my child being born. One of the nurses asked if I was going to take pictures and the sort of made me come back to life, so to speak.

After we brought Alisha back home, she and I would lay on the couch together. She would lay on my chest and sleep and I would watch television. It got so that she would not sleep unless I was there. .

Child of CHARLES MONTGOMERY and DENISE WOLFORD is:

ii.

BRANDY RYANN⁶ MONTGOMERY, b. April 21, 1989, South Williamson, Kentucky.

Notes for BRANDY RYANN MONTGOMERY:
Brandy was born April 21, 1989 in South Williamson, Ky, Application Regional Hospital. I was not allowed in the delivery room because the doctors were taking her. I was waiting outside the delivery though. When the nurse came out, Brandy was in incubater, the nurse leaned over, as if wispering to Brandy and said, "Look there is your father."

I do believe that Brandy understood her because she opened her eye, turn her head toward me, pulled out her thumb from her mouth, and then while looking right at me, she stuck her tounge at me. It was the funniest thing I have ever seen.

From the earliest age she has shown an above average intelligence. We had her tested and the Doctors thought that she may have ADD, Attention Disorder Defficet. They wanted her on medicene but I did not want to subject her to that at such an early age and Denise agreed. So we told the doctor that we would only use that as a last resort. We else could we try. The doctor said that Brandy was like a spounge. The more information that she recieved the more she needed. The best way to provide stimulation was to give her books to read and puzzles. I then asked about a computer and the doctor said that would be great. And so that is how Brandy first started on computers. I must say, even though I work with computers every day, she knows alot more than I do. But then what parent can't say that about there child. As it turned out Brandy did not have ADD, she is as normal as anyone else, maybe a little smarter...

One of the things that Denise like to do was enter Brandy into baby contests. The very first one that Denise entered her in was the Baby Miss West Virginia Contest in Charleston. It was an all day affair. Our plan was for Denise to be on stage with Brandy and me behind the judges waving at her and smiling, etc. Which I did, and it worked. Brandy would have the biggest smile, and she would wave like it was the most exciting thing she had ever done. When all the children had had their turn on stage it was time for the judges to announce the winners. Of course all the babys were winners because there is no such thing as an ugly baby. But it was the judges job to pick the baby that was to represent West Virginia in Daytona, Florida for the Baby Miss USA Contest.

Denise and I thought that if Brandy won anything that she would get either second or first place. Then it came time for announcement for the winner of the Baby Miss WV Contest. The fifth runner up was not Brandy. The fourth runner up not Brandy. The third runner up was not Brandy. Now was the time that I started to get a little nervous, I knew that Brandy would be either first or second runner up. The second runner up was not Brandy. I now knew that Brandy was the first runner up. NOPE, I was wrong the first runner up was not Brandy. Then the announcer said " The WINNER OF THE 1990 BABY MISS WEST VIRGINIA IS BRANDY MONTGOMERY!" I was in shock, not that I didn't think that she didn't deserve it cause I did.
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