Wednesday, August 15, 2018

Who Were Charles and James Thompson??

The Thompson family were early pioneers in Arizona.  The father and patriarch, Irish immigrant John James Thompson (born 1841), was the first white settler in Oak Creek, arriving there in 1876.  He and his wife, Margaret James, were the parents of nine children, seven sons and two daughters.  Charles Smith Thompson, the fifth child in the family, was born 4 January 1893.  Next in line was his younger brother, James Arthur Thompson, born 22 April, 1895.




The boys grew up hunting, fishing, trapping, and working in the family orchards with no apparent interest in or opportunity to see the world beyond Oak Creek Canyon.

That all changed in 1918 when at the ages of 25 and 23, Charles and James were both drafted into the US Army to answer the call of World War I.  The brothers were initially sent to Camp Cody in Deming, New Mexico.  Later they were transferred to Camp DIx in New Jersey.

Always close to their family, the boys wrote letters home regularly during their service to let the folks back home know how they were doing.  Those letters were passed from hand to hand, to be read by all the family.  Many of the letters they wrote to others have been lost over the ages, and there are none remaining of the letters the two brothers received.  However, the letters they wrote to their parents were treasured and stored away for safe keeping in a box in the attic.

Years later, "Uncle Jim" gave the letters to his niece, a young Garnet Thompson, daughter of Jim's brother W. Green Thompson and Gertrude Mary Kurtz.  Garnet always had a special love of history and for her family.  These letters captured some of both, so they were very dear to her.  After Garnet's death in January of 2017 the letters were passed on to her surviving sister, Gloria Thompson James.

Now, one hundred years after they were originally written, these letters have been shared with me, a cousin to Gloria and Garnet.  I have taken on the task of transcribing them to make them more accessible to others.  It has been an honor to handle these fragile pieces of history and through them to get to know a bit more about the Thompson brothers.

Service to their country was an honored tradition in the Thompson family.  The boys' father, J.J. Thompson, had been first a soldier and then an officer during the Civil War.  In the account "A Biography of John James Thompson" by son Albert E. Thompson, there are a few stories of his father's service is that conflict.  However, everything Albert knew of his dad was recorded years after the fact.  He wrote:

"I do not know the name or number of any branch of the Army that he served in.  I never wrote down anything about him while he was alive, and I asked very few questions. I learned what little I know of his Army life, and in fact all that I know about any of his life, by listening when he and an old crony would be telling stories of their past around the fireside on winter evenings".

The treasure of these letters written by both Charley and Jim is that we get a glimpse into their lives recorded at the time it was happening, with little room for errors of memory or embellishment to create more dramatic effect in telling tales.

Another reason why these letters have special value is the fact that Jim Thompson never married or had children.  While stories of Charley are likely to be carried down through the generations of his children, grandchildren, and beyond, Jim's legacy could be relegated to a minor character simply because he had no posterity.   Nothing could be further from the truth.

Jim Thompson was a remarkable man who was well loved not only by his immediate family, but by many nephews, nieces and cousins as well.  He was a respected friend and neighbor among the Oak Creek Canyon families.  He was a hard worker with a great sense of humor.  While he certainly had his shortcomings, as we all do, he deserves to be remembered well in his own right, and not just as a footnote relative of others.


Acknowledgement:

While transcribing these letters I happened to find the website 
https://demingnewmexico.genealogyvillage.com/ which was created by Michael Kromeke, an historian who has lived in Deming, New Mexico for many years.   He was kind enough to share several of the photographs and newspaper clippings he has collected over the years to allow me to illusrate some of the things talked about in the letters of Charley and Jim Thompson.

In an email dated 17 March 2018 he wrote:


   “I became interested in Camp Cody about 16 years ago. I have lived here in Deming, New Mexico for over 27 years and would see some local articles about the Camp every once in a while. Camp Cody was located just a few miles from where I live. You may know that most of the WW1 military records were lost in a fire many years ago. So finding anything about Camp Cody is very difficult and may be lost forever.

   One day I started looking for Camp Cody pictures on the internet and I could only find 3 different pictures. Lots of referenced to the camp but only a few actual pictures. So my goal was to find 10 new Camp Cody scans to put on my web site. I now have over 300 scans and the number keeps growing.

   Almost all of the pictures are scans of postcards. Who knew that so much history could be found in postcards? As I say on my web site, I only have a few actual pictures, the rest were scanned in for me.

   Many of the scans on my web site have been sent to me by people who had family members at Camp Cody. They give me permission to use them on my site and I always give them credit for the pictures if they want it. Some people do not want the credit.

    Please feel free to use anything on my websites for your "Letters from the Attic" project. I have helped with several books on Camp Cody over the last few years and I would be pleased to help you.”

Unless where otherwise noted, all images of the period the Thompson brothers were in New Mexico come from Mr. Kromeke, which are included here with much appreciation.











Explaining the format



A word of explanation is in order regarding the format of these transcriptions.  As is typical of correspondence from the early 1900’s, punctuation is seldom used in any of the 40+ letters in this collection, and there is rarely capitalization to designate where one sentence ends and another begins. Also, while the penmanship was generally clear, the spelling often varied from what is standard today.  Particularly in the letters from James, sometimes the same word would be spelled two or three different ways in one letter.

Genealogical standards call for exact transcriptions of any historical documents.  That is fine for museums and professionally published monographs. This record, however, has been created for the family of Charley and Jim Thompson.  My goal in scanning and typing out what was written in the letters was not to create an exact transcription according to historical guidelines, but rather to make their words accessible to the people who knew and loved them.  It is also to make a record that others in the family in generations to come will want to read

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So, after thoughtfully discussing format options with Gloria James, who now owns this remarkable collection of letters, we decided to capture the intention of what these two men said to their family back home, not the exact spelling.  

I have typed every word, including historical grammar, but changed the spellings and added punctuation and capitalization, simply to make the correspondence easier to read for a modern audience.

It is Gloria's intention to donate the original letters to a museum where they can be better preserved and possibly displayed for a wider audience than just the family.  I support that goal and expect that some more serious historian may take the time to transcribe them over, capturing the original format.  That's fine.  For now, each typed letter is followed by a scanned copy of the original, so those who want to see how words were conveyed at that time in history, as written by two canyon raised men, are able to do so.


Lynda Pendley Bennett
Prescott, Arizona
August 2018

Navigating this blog

Most blogs are designed so that new content appears above older posts, so the freshest information is always on the top.  This blog has been designed differently.  The purpose of this blog is to preserve and share the correspondences of two brothers.  These letters tell a story about what the experienced in two Army Camps during WWI - Camp Cody in Deming, New Mexico and Camp Dix in Wrightstown, New Jersey.  The letters and images have been arranged from first to last, so they can be read like a book.  You have three options for navigating through the text and images:

1)  The most obvious is when you open the first page you may scroll down.  After several posts you will see the words "Older Posts" at the bottom right hand side of the last post.  By clicking that you go on to the next section.

2) On the right side bar there are "hot links" to every letter.  They are grouped by who the letters are from and arranged by date.  By clicking on each individual link it takes you to that specific letter.  When you finish one letter you can click your "back button" to proceed to the next one.

3) Further down the right side bar there is a section called "Labels".   The letters have tags called "labels" which designate whose letters they were and what month they were written.   By clicking on the label for "James Thompson" or for "Charles Thompson"  it will bring up all of that brother's letters in date order.   Or, if you wanted to see only those that were from Camp Dix or from Camp Cody you could click on that label and it will bring up all the letters from both brothers that was written in that location.

However you may choose to peruse these correspondences, I hope you enjoy getting to know a a bit of what army life was like at the closing period of WWI.

If you have any questions or see a correction that should be made you may contact me through the email box on the right.

Lynda Pendley Bennett


Remembering James Arthur Thompson


The following was shared with my by Paul and Cora Thompson in August 2018. 
Paul is the son of Albert Thompson, brother to Jim and Charley.

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Sometimes called Jim Thompson Jr., so he wouldn’t be confused with his father also called Jim.

He was the 6th child of John James and Maggie (Margaret Paralee James) Thompson.
He was born at home at the Indian Gardens homestead of his father in Oak Creek Canyon, Sedona, Arizona Territory, on April 22, 1895.


Jim grew up at the ranch. He attended school in the canyon, Indian Gardens, Red Rock and completed the 8th grade in Sedona. He worked on the ranch his entire life (with exception of his military service) with his mother and younger brothers. His father would die in April 1917.

April 1917, the United States entered “The Great War”, WWI with Germany.


Jim and his older brother Charley would receive draft notices for induction into the Army. They would receive basic training at “Camp William F. Cody”, Deming, New Mexico. Charley would go on to Fort Sill, Oklahoma and be assigned to the kitchens and mess halls as a cook. He would be there for the duration of the war.


Jim would go to New York City and join members of the N.Y. National Guard. His steel helmet would have the Statue of Liberty painted on the front. (I still have that helmet).


Jim would now be assigned to the American Expeditionary Force, CO H 300 11th Infantry. They would board troop ships for Halifax, Nova Scotia and on to France. While in the war zone he contacted the flu, the Spanish Influenza. This world wide pandemic would take more lives than the entire war. He survived the flu in a field hospital and was reassigned to the front. He said they had to march some distance and that he was still so weak that he could not keep up and had to fall out.


He was now assigned to grave registration burial duty. He told me there were hundreds of casualties from the flu and combat. Said his team would use scissors to cut the heavy string that held two “dog tags” identity tags that all soldiers had to wear around their neck. One tag was tied to the big toe of the dead man's foot before being placed in the burial coffin. The other tag was collected in bushel baskets for casualty and burial records. This terrible duty may have saved his life from the front line trenches.


I know the events of the war had a strong emotional impact on him.

November 11, 1918 would end this four year costly war. Jim would return home to the Indian Gardens Ranch. His younger brother Albert, with help from his younger brothers Green and Guy, had been operating the ranch with their mother.


With Jim’s return, my father Albert would enter the US Navy with basic training in San Francisco. He would be assigned to the ship, USS Tacoma.


Jim was pursuing a young lady with romantic interest when he was drafted into the Army. When he returned home, she had married someone else. He was never involved again and remained a bachelor the rest of his life.


After my dad got out of the Navy, he homesteaded his own ranch, never to live at the home place again.  Jim, his younger brother Guy and their mother operated the ranch until her death in June of 1935. The two brothers would inherit the ranch property and own it in partnership until Jim’s death in June 1956.  Guy would marry and raise a family, Jim would live with the family. Guy worked for the Arizona Highway Department as a truck driver and equipment operator in the maintenance dept on Hwy 89A in Oak Creek Canyon. Jim continued farming, raising fruit from the orchards and garden produce. He had horses and a small herd of cattle. He would drive his cattle up the Thompson Ladder trail to summer grazing near Munds Park.  In 1950 Guy would move to Red Rock and later buy a ranch in the Cottonwood area.


In the spring of `1956, Jim and Guy would sell the ranch to a land developer from the Phoenix area. The land deal was near closing. Jim had bought a new pickup and travel trailer. He would never use them. For recreation he would walk across the creek to the Indian Gardens store and skating rink. Here he would drink a couple bottles of beer and spend the evening playing pool with the regulars. This included his brother, Charley, and others. I was there with my cousin. Closing time, 10:00 pm with lights out. It was a very dark night with overcast and light rain.


That late winter, a large flood had washed the bridge out leaving only the concrete piers. Jim had a plank bridge about two feet wide between piers with only a piece of telephone wire as a hand rail.

I was concerned about him trying to cross in the dark. I got a flashlight out of my car and tried to give it to him. We walked with him to the bridge. He would not take the flashlight. Said he didn’t need it. Said he had walked it many times in the dark. We told him good night. This was to be the last time I would ever see him.


Fishermen would find him the next morning at dawn. He was laying face down in a few inches of water with major trauma to his head where he had fallen on the rocks below I felt bad that I had failed and saddened by the loss of my favorite uncle and old friend.


Jim’s final resting place was the little Pioneer Cemetery at Red Rock.

Paul R Thompson
July 22,2018
Duncan, AZ

Photos and Documents of Jim Thompson


Photo of James at the home place in Indian Gardens - Courtesy of Janet Thompson Cluff





Image of James Thompson WWI dogtag courtesy of Marianne Ozmun Wells.  It was given to her by her mother,
Garnet Thompson Naslund

Death Certificate

Application for military headstone, showing dates of service

Headstone 



Postcard - May 26, 1918



May 26, 1918 - I am in New Mexico.   Jimmie

Who Were Charles and James Thompson??

The Thompson family were early pioneers in Arizona.  The father and patriarch, Irish immigrant John James Thompson (born 1841), was the firs...