Loretta was kind enough to run me all over the place in her little car. We took the back road to Johnson Co., TN through Shady which was where she and her husband had grown up. One day we took a trip to Hampton, TN which is where the Daniel O. Johnson road was. We drove over to the little town of Hampton and proceeded to wander around a bit. We hit a few cemeteries that were alongside the road, one of which was the Goodwin Cemetery. I was very excited to find one of my 2nd great grandfather's cousins buried there. There was also an absolutely fabulous view over to Watauga Lake. After exploring that tiny cemetery for a short time, we continued down the road. We finally came across the D. O. Johnson road. I had read that there was a cemetery near that road. So, Loretta and I started driving up the road in hopes of coming across the cemetery. We reached a branch in the road where a manufactured home sat and a sign that proclaimed private road. Being an Idahoan, I understand the concept of a private road. This may be true in other parts of the country...but if you come across a private road, it is best to ask permission to travel along said road...or you could get shot. Since the landscape was somewhat familiar to me (more like the fact I was in a rural area) Loretta and I decided to ask permission. There was a young man who was standing on the road near the home. I got out of the car and asked him if the D. O. Johnson cemetery was up this road and could we possibly go up there. He looked at me with a surprised look on his face and said "D.O. Johnson was my Great Granddaddy...why do you want to go up there?" I said that "D. O. Johnson was a cousin of my great great grandfather and I wanted to see if Moses Johnson was buried up there." After that was said...he told me to wait there and he was going to get his father. So, I waited by the car while he went in and got his father from the house.
|View from the Cemetery|
|D. O. Johnson Cemetery|
Loretta and I and I drove up the road and reached a small clearing and found the D. O. Johnson cemetery. There might have been about thirty graves there or possibly more. I got out and photographed each grave stone and took some pictures of the surroundings. This was quite exciting for me because this was a family cemetery with my last name associated with it. This was only the second time that I had a chance to visit a family cemetery that was directly connected to my family. It felt somehow significant to me. As I looked over the view from the cemetery, it made me think that I was standing in the same place that generations of my family had stood. For over 150 years, this land had been owned by the Johnson family.
Even though I didn't have any direct ancestors buried in that cemetery, everyone in there was related to me either by marriage or as a cousin. I was able to identify each and every one of them...and I must say, it was an interesting research "project."
|View of the Johnson property near Shook Branch, Hampton, Carter Co., TN.|