Spouse: Bethuel BUCK.

Spouse: Deaton.

Spouse: Thomas ROBINSON. Edna BERTRAM and Thomas ROBINSON were married on 18 September 1889 in Richfield, KA. Children were: Ralph ROBINSON.

Spouse: Mervin Loy.

Spouse: Francis BURNETT.

Spouse: Etta Denney. Children were: Chester L. Bertram.

Ordered by the Court that Jacob SELLS be appointed Overseer of a third class road from the west fork near Andrew SELLS to the Livingston road near Cave Spring Camp ground and that Samuel SELLS, Isaac MCDONNOLD, Jacob BUTRAM, Elijah BUTRAM, Tilman KOGER, Allen WRIGHT, William DAVIS, Harvy RICHARDSON & son work under him as hands.

Ordered by the Court upon petition that William ELDER, Tilman KOGER, Elijah BUTRAM, O. T. L. MARTIN & L. T. DAVIS be appointed a Jury of view to view and mark out a road of the third class commencing and intersecting with the Jamestown road at or near Jason MCDONNOLDS leading from thence to the rocky ridge meeting house and from thence to the Livingston Jamestown & west fork road near the Cave Spring Camp Ground and that they report to the next Quarterly Court.
He died on 17 August 1859 at the age of 47 in Wayne Co., KY. Moved to Overton Co. TN 1847 Lived in the 11th district
In the Overton County 1850 Census
10 95 95 Butram Elijha 38 M Farmer 100 KY
11 95 95 Butram Camaly 34 F KY
12 95 95 Butram Manerva 16 F KY X
13 95 95 Butram William 11 M KY X
14 95 95 Butram George 9 M KY X
15 95 95 Butram Maryann 7 F KY X
16 95 95 Butram James 4 M KY
17 95 95 Butram Tamzy 2 M Tenn.
Parents: William Butram and Nancy Stinson.

Spouse: Camellia Miller. Camellia Miller and Elijah Bertram were married on 29 September 1833. Children were: Manerva Jane Bertram, Matilda Bertram, William Ervin BERTRAM, George Bertram, Mary Ann Bertram, James H Bertram, Tamzy Bertram, Nancy Genira Bertram, Louisa M Bertram.

Spouse: William James JERNIGAN. Elizabeth BERTRAM and William James JERNIGAN were married in 1869.

Spouse: James Earl Barnes. Children were: James David Barnes, Ella Earlene Barnes.

Spouse: Prentiss Asberry.

Spouse: Stanley Hoover. Children were: William Hoover.

Spouse: Maish Burgess.

Spouse: Henry , Rev. Greene.

Spouse: Rosco Bertram.

Spouse: Eulavere McIntosh. Children were: Joyce Carolyn Bertram, Jo Ann Bertram.

Spouse: Michael WHITE.

Spouse: Robert GENTRY.

Spouse: Flonnie Stinson.

Spouse: Maggie BALLENGER.

Spouse: Mary Jane MANNING. Mary Jane MANNING and Elza L. BERTRAM were married on 26 October 1870. Children were: Reuben Bertram, Tennessee Bertram, Mary Bertram, Rosa Bertram, Samuel Adkins Bertram, Alvin Bertram, Belle Bertram, Porter Harrison Bertram, Esther Bertram, J. Winfrey Bertram, Chololus Bertram.

Spouse: Minnie L. .

Spouse: Elizabeth .

Spouse: Laurahana Emma Zetta BLEVINS. Laurahana Emma Zetta BLEVINS and Ephriam Bertram Rev were married on 11 July 1836 in Wayne Co KY. Children were: Ozias Denton BERTRAM, Martha BERTRAM, Jasper N. BERTRAM, Dennis H. BERTRAM, Shelby BERTRAM, Lousetta BERTRAM, Perry BERTRAM, Elvira BERTRAM, Noah L. BERTRAM, Araminta BERTRAM, Thursa BERTRAM, Broadus BERTRAM, Mary A. BERTRAM "Mollie", Eliza Jane BERTRAM.

Spouse: George , Rev. Bell.

Spouse: Marie Rains.

SUSAN
About a month or so before your father died I had a letter from him. From some source he had found that Everett and I had adopted three children. He wanted to know all about it. I suppose he just couldn’t connect the spoiled brat that he remembered with a person mature enough to accept that kind of responsibility and his curiosity got the better of him. Of course, I answered and invited him to come to see us. The answer came back from him that he had to go to chicago, I think it was, on business and as he came back he would stop over and stay a few days with us. The next word I had of him was to come to his funeral. He was a gentleman and a gentle man. He had his faults and his mean streaks like all the rest of us but was never malicious or petty. He was very sensitive and very sentimental. He always tried to hide the sentiment part with words that sounded the opposite to what he felt. At times he could be tough as nails as I found out occasionally when I’d over step the traces — he’d very seldom tell on me — he’d take care of the matter himself, sometimes — toughly. He had an offbeat sense of humor but I never remember hearing him laugh out loud in the loud Ha-Ha type but once, and that was when I related to him the story of my visit to Aunt Hattie and Uncle Charlie’s that you will read later. You see he was the only one in my whole world as I grew up with whom I felt free to ask just any kind of question that came up. We were so restricted in our moral code that one never talked about the extremities of our body and I actually didn’t know what to call certain parts. This experience wasn’t exactly funny to me then, I didn’t understand much of it but felt a need to share it so I introduced it to him by asking, “George, what’s the right word for pecker?” Of course he got the whole story out of me. It hit Him as funny. He yelled and laughed so that Mother came out to see if something was wrong. Of course we clammed up. As long as I was around him any mention of this got a chuckle. The first question that I ever remember asking him was where do babies came from. When Uncle Doc had a hard Labor case coming up he would often stop, and get Mother to act as nurse, They would go away — him with his black bag — her with an arm load of sterile rags. The next morning she would announce, So and So has a fine baby boy. I got the idea that Uncle Doc carried these babies in that black bag. I suggested this to George. He agreed with me one hundred percent but elaborated. They had to come from somewhere to go in the black bag. That somewhere according to his tale was — They were dug out of red clay bank, he then showed me the little bumps and mounds in the bank where they would most likely be found, and left Me digging away industriously. He would have let me dig up half the countryside if practical Paul hadn’t come along — I got marched in to Mother who said “You’ll find that out in due time.” As he teased me he also got teased. The four oldest ones were more or less a unit. They did their work and play together. George fell into the roll of Mother’s errand boy. Because of this and the fact that he always was more considerate of her than any of us he was kept around the house a lot. The two older boys implied in their teasing that he was a little bit sissy. He didn’t fly off the handle very easily but when he did somebody had better duck, for rocks would sail through the air with deadly accuracy. One more thing I remember. I started to school with the older ones when I was four, My school mates were two to four years older than I was. I was about ten,I guess, when a social affair at school came up. Mother thought the group was too old for me and wouldn’t let me go. I tried everything I could think of to persuade her. The answer was still no. I had seen kids pull temper tantrum.. I tried that; still the answer was no. Along in the cool of the evening I announced that I would go out in the yard and lie down in the wet grass, take pneumonia and die. There was nobody there that night but Mother, George and me. I was all set to go into that shadowy world beyond, eyes closed and hands folded. My re-entry into this world of woes was rather sudden. George emptied the pan from under the ice box right into my face. As he helped get me dried off and more clothes on he explained to me that since I wanted pneumonia he was merely trying to help me along. From then to now I’ve steered clear of that type of persuasion, A little later the girls in my group were all getting high heels. A big party was planned for the last of school. I could go to that if George went along but I wasn’t about to go in cute little Mary Jane pumps. I wanted high heels. George not only talked Mother into the idea that a few trips in h-High heels wouldn’t cripple me for life but helped me order them from Bella Hess catalogue and paid for them out of his own money. When I was fourteen I was sent away from home to school. The same school that Mother attended as a girl. This was done for two reasons I think. They thought it was a better school and sentiment on Mother’s part. This was the end of our childhood relationship. He was a young man. He considered me still a child. He had been interested in girls for some time. He was fairly handsome and a very good dresser. The girls were now interested in him and the teasing began to go the other way. He’d get all gussied up to go out — I’d hand him a stick so he could keep the girls beat off. From then on our life's paths went in different directions. We were always friends and for a long time kept in touch especially as long as Mother lived. There was never any family rift between any of us that I knew about. All six of us were individualists but I think George and I were just more so. We got together when it was convenient and always enjoyed it. When I was living in Nashville I remember him calling me one night, I didn’t even know he was in town. He tried to change his voice and asked me if I’d like to go to dinner with a good looking man. We went to dinner fairly early. When the joint closed the were still sitting at our table talking. He was the kind of man that I enjoyed as a brother. If we hadn’t been related I would have liked him as a friend. I know you girls will mind your manners and send me a thank you note but I want a special something in each one — please. Susan, the only picture I have of you is in my mind. As we all stood in that lonely windswept cemetery at Georges funeral it was you that I wept for. You didn’t hang on to anyone as most children do. You stood all alone with a sad and troubled look on your face that didn't belong on a child your age. Your sadness seemed so deep that you couldn’t cry like children usually do. As I’ve thought of you through the years that picture has haunted me. Please exorcise it with a snapshot of happier times. Lana, I’ve been interested in Philip since he was born, I kept track of him through Mary. I was pleased to hear about him again thru you. You see I’m not a student of but a great reader of history, When I think of the age of his cultureal background on one side and the names on the other I wonder what will develop. So here we go — he’s already calling you a barbarian. I got a laugh out of that. Tell me more about him. Now I’m doing the best I can with this family tree business to show him that our roots reach way back. We are just transplanted to new soil. I'm sending him a picture of one of his great, great, great, great, great Aunts. I’m sending a couple of pictures of George to you Susan and to either of you or anyone in the family who wants it I’m sending GrandMother Bertrams encouchment gown that she wore when my Dad was born. I don’t remember the exact date of his birth but you can easily get that if you want it. If nobody wants it give it to the historical society. Here is a short rundown on the actual family tree that I’ve seen. The one Uncle Buck made of the West side of Dad’s family I’ve described farther on. All except it’s length. I think if he’d researched another few years he might have found Adam and Eve. But all it amounted to was Irish, Scotch, French and English ancestry. The Bertram side was all English. It went back to King Charles the II, It had a little history with it, It told the occupations of many of them, The maJority were scribes, The kind that sit on a high stool and coW at translate, Next came school teachers and lawyers, sometimes a combination of both, and a few doctors. They pretty well followed that pattern on this side of the ocean. The Huddleston one was something else. Whoever made this one had the notion from somewhere that we had royal blood in our veins. It reaches back even before the great religious bust up in England but they were all English. They were mostly priests and politicians, In making this one, some of the Huddlestons went to England and did research. They found the royal gentleman wearing the title of Duke but he was from the wrong side of the royal blanket, The reason he came to America was to escape getting hanged. He got Too chummy with a married Woman, The husband of this woman and a few of his neighbors were going to string him up. Somehow he escaped and took the next boat for America. Now the funny thing about it; all this was written up as a record but when they put him on the family tree they stripped him of his title — after hunting all that time for him, There he sits, just his name like all the rest of us commoners. George and I always called him our royal ancestor #with throat trouble. Maternal Grandparents Willis Groce — Mary Huddleston Their children: Sarah Arminta, Viola Anne, Lou, Laura, Hattie, Jim, Ben, Curtis and Armister. What was this family like? They were proud, ambitious, aggressive, competitive, hard working and honest. They had what they called “get up and go”. They were lawyers as most people of that time were, They started housekeeping in a log cabin on the back of the place where Dave and Robbie now own. I’m not sure of the date but somewhere close to 186x. There was where Mother (Sarah, the oldest child) was born. I heard her tell s0 many tImes about the fireplace that was s0 big It took two ,men to roll the backlog in. This vas their heating and cooking fire. And about the big beech tree in the front yard where she liked to pray, When she was a small child they played to a farm on a hill overlooking Byrdstown. I can remember going to that house when I was a very small child.-Compared to the one room cabin it was palatial. It was three log houses connected with covered breezeways. The first unit was a two story 3job with as much floor space as most ordinary houses have now, It had two rooms on each floor. Across the front was a two story porch with a stairway on this porch. They called this a portico. Now this portico was supposed to be haunted. The few times that I remember being there the older cousins would get us little ones out on this upstairs porch and scare the bejabers out of us with this tale. Seems this young girl who lived there years before that time even -was going to elope. She slipped out of her upstairs room and dawn the outside steps to meet her lover. They were both killed before they had a chance to get married. So ever after on certain nights the swish swish of her long skirts could be heard on the steps. The ¥second unit was a little smaller, it had a big, big room down and a full story up. The third unit was the kitchen. It was a story and a half — the half they called the Loft. It also had a lean-to, where they stored their barrels of flour, sugar, sogrum, lard and so-on, Just out from the kitchen was another log building. with an open shed on it, This was the smoke house and wood shed, This compound was where the Groce family grew up, It seems that Grandmother Groce’s family (the Huddlestons) were numerous and prosperous. I remember hearing mother talk about the Aunts, Uncle, and cousins. I think they migrated from Kentucky to Tennessee, but I have no idea about the Groce aide, The only ones I ever heard about in that section was Grandfather Willis and his brother Granville who married a sister to Grandmother. One of the driving ambitions of this family was for education, When the three alder girls Sarah, Lou and Viola Anne had completed what was offered in the local schools they were) sent to a school (which was taken over by the Presb. Church (st Alpine, Tennessee) which the best I remember they then called ‘The Institute for Higher Learning. What they learned about I don’t know but they were all school teachers when they finished. As the boys and the other two girls came along they were given whatever education they would take and in whatever line they chose. There was a brother — Uncle Jim. I never heard much about him, he was gone from There before I was born, the only thing I knew was he Lived in Nashville and had a son named Morris who visited us sometimes, Ben, lawyer; Curtis, doctor; and Uncle Armpster who always seemed in a way to be a little bit of an embarrassment to the rest of them, These lofty philosophic thoughts and r-ambitions the others shared were just not his cup of tea. 1x - From all I ever knew about him I'd say his ambitions never did reach much higher than his stomach and his reproductive organs. The other two girls, Laura and Hattie, I think their only career was marriage. This family of Groces were right influential in their community. They were strong characters and so on but the one characteristic that helped them get their way many times wa their ability to give a fast verbal retort. It came most of the time on the form of good natured satire. with few words they could cut through;sham and pretense and get a laugh but Leave the recipient feeling a little deflated. Therefore many people sort of consciously avoided any confrontation with them. Paternal Grandparents Ervin Bertram — martha West Their children: Samual Alonza Tennessee What was this family like?
Of the two grandparents I know very little. When Dad was a very small
boy Grandfather Bertram joined the Confederate Army. When the war was
nearly over he was captured and put in prison, When it was finally over
he refused to take the oath of allegiance to the flag — and a short time
later while still a prisoner of war he died. George and I used to have
same big arguments with Dad. We counted this purely a case of
stubbornness, Dad said he had the courage of his convictions.
From the sketchy information that I had of the West family, for those times and compared to those around they were rather affluent. They lived on a river bottom farm in the section of Pickett County that is now covered by a lake. When the war came and Grandfather joined the army Grandmother with her two chiLdren, Dad and Aunt Tennie moved back with them. I think that family consisted of five girls. Great Aunt: Myra who was married and away,Grandmother and three maiden ladies. I’ve heard Dad talk about it a fewtimes, how they had such a hard time. Their good horses, some of their cattle and some of their food were stolen by Yankee soldiers;and how he had to work wIth whatever help he could get to make the crops and him just a child. Then there.was a gap in there as he grew to a young man that I didn’t hear a single thing about until he went to Texas as a school teacher. The other two girls, Laura and Hattie, I think their only career was marriage. This family of Groces were right influential in their community. They were strong characters and so on but the one characteristic that helped them get their way many times wa their ability to give a fast verbal retort. It came most of the time on the form of good natured satire. with few words they could cut through;sham and pretense and get a laugh but Leave the recipient feeling a little deflated. Therefore many people sort of consciously avoided any confrontation with them. He and Mother had evidently met and talked of marriage before he went to Texas for they wrote to each other for the four or five years that he stayed there — this is how I know that... There was an old trunk at home that held valuable papers and their personal keepsakes. Children where not supposed to bother it. Now I was a bookworm from the time I could spell out the words and I had learned a part of a poem and was going around saying it but I didn’t have it right. Dad took me to this old trunk and scratched around until he found a book
with the poem in it. I saw two big stacks of letters securely tied — I
asked about them and he said “That’s mine and your Mother’s courting
letters”, I wasn’t usually curious about most things bur courting
letters was too

Parents: Samuel Alonzo BERTRAM and Sarah A. Groce.

Spouse: Gid Lowe Hassler.

Spouse: Everett Mitchell.

Spouse: John LONG.

Spouse: Irwin Hancock. Esther Bertram and Irwin Hancock were married on 21 June 1899. Children were: Curtis Hancock.

Spouse: Willie R. Selvidge. Children were: Wendell Selvidge, Pauline Selvidge.

Spouse: Reed Reno. Children were: Earl Reno, Arthur Reno, James Reno, Ruby Reno, Betty Jean Reno.

Spouse: Jimmy Wynn. Children were: Tony Wynn, Pam Wynn.

Spouse: Mollie I. DENNEY. Mollie I. DENNEY and Eugene Alvin Roscoe BERTRAM were married in 1897.

Spouse: Christine Dishman.

Spouse: Lonzo Hicks. Children were: Norma Jean Hicks.

Spouse: James Tuggle. Children were: Danny Tuggle, Janice Tuggle, Sue Tuggle.

Spouse: James Roosa.

Spouse: Thurman Belton. Children were: William Earl Belton, Barbara Jean Belton, Virginia Lee Belton, Jimmy Joe Belton.

Spouse: Russell Morgan.