ADD MATTHEWS AND REMEMBERING
Written by Tom Stanford
Great Grandson of John Huston Matthews
Add Matthews was born in 1890, along with his twin brother Price Matthews. They were sons of John Houston Matthews.
On July 5th 1951 Uncle Add was in the woods alone near West Point, TN. cutting timber. Due to the fact that Uncle Add was alone it is possible that some of the details of this part of his life may not be known. When I say all alone I mean that there were no other people there. The dog that was with him belonged to the Bozwell family that Uncle Add was staying with. The dog’s name is unknown to me, so I will call him Barnaby. Uncle Add loved dogs and you can tell as this chapter unfolds that dogs also LOVED Uncle Add. If there are any doubts in your mind about how smart and loyal dogs are, just read on. Uncle Add and Uncle Price enjoyed life and dogs were very much a part of their lives.
While cutting timber on July 5th 1951 Uncle Add suffered a stroke. Since no one was there to help him, Barbaby (Uncle Add’s Adopted Dog) had to spring into action. Barnaby must have known that his “BUDDY” needed help. Barnaby started to call for help by barking very loud and continuous. Barnaby must have known that someone would be looking for Uncle Add when time came for him to be at the James Bozwell home where he was staying.
Sure enough when Uncle Add did not come home James Bozwell and Pat Coats went looking for Uncle Add. As they got near where Uncle Add lay very ill they heard Barnaby barking and followed the sounds of a barking dog calling for help for his friend. James and Pat soon found Uncle Add.
Pat Coats carried Uncle Add about one mile to James Bozwell’s house on his back and the doctor was called. Uncle Add survived the ordeal, but was paralyzed to the point that he was a bed patient the rest of his life.
After a short time Uncle Add was transferred to the home of Orbra and Viola (Matthews) Slagle, and their children Bud and Margaret Ann. The Slagle's not only cared for Uncle Add day and night, they provided the love that made the last years of Uncle Add’s life very pleasant and happy.
Uncle Add passed from this life in the year of 1955 at the age of sixty-five.
Knowing Uncle Add he probably trained his faithful friend Barnaby to just find someone else who needed a friend.
I must mention that I could not have written this chapter of the life of Uncle Add Matthews without the help of Bud Slagle and Pat Coats.
As a youngster of eleven years old I have some fond recollections of Uncle Add by visiting him, along with my parents Chester and Sibble (Matthews) Stanford, brother Joe and sister Carolyn, at the Slagle’s home