George "Benton" and Maggie (Pope) Silcox Family
L - R in back row are Martha Betty, Charles Thomas, William Lewis and Fannie
Martina "Pappy" George "Benton" is holding James Dixon and "Mammy" Maggie is
holding Mary Ann, Hettie Clara is sitting on the step.
photo taken in Carthage abt. 1931
Their oldest child, daughter Estelle is not in the photo nor are two unborn
children which include Cynthia who was born in 1932 and died of scarlet fever
at age three and my mother Mattie Lucille who was born in 1934.
George Benton Silcox was the son of George Richard Silcox and Martha Elizabeth Silcox
and this family is on this site:
"Mammy" Maggie (Pope) Silcox was the daughter of Sam Pope and Mollie Hudson
and grand daughter of James H. Pope and Ellen Hughes. Ellen Hughes remarried
Felix Woodard her photo is on this site.
Maggie (Mammy) is the great great grand daughter of revolutionary war veteran
Phillip Pope for whom "Popes hill" was named and whos pension record is listed
on this site under "In service to their country" :
Mollie Vianne Hudson married Sam Pope on May 6, 1890 in Smith co.
family note:
Benton and Maggie Silcox Family
L-R seated are; Mollie Vianne (Hudson) Pope, Charles Thomas (Tom), William
Lewis (Bill), Estelle (Sissy), Martha Betty, and Maggie Lee (Pope) Silcox.
standing is George "Benton" Silcox holding Fannie Martina.
they are Maggie's parents.
Estelle married Charley Woodard, Martha "Betty" married
Archie Jenkins, Fannie "Martina" married Mickey McLaughlin,
Hettie Clara married Monroe Sexton, Mary Ann married Johnny
Albritton and Mattie Lucille married John Lee Woodard.
"Pappy" George "Benton" Silcox
This article from the Carthage news paper was given to me by my grandma Woodard in 1980,
not sure what year it is from, judging by the way the men are dressed, I would guess the
Kennedy years (early 60's), It was sent to her by her sister Mrs.Elma West of Carthage.
Pictured 2nd from left is my grandfather "Pappy" George "Benton" Silcox. He spent alot
of his time in his final years sitting in front of the courthouse whittling.
One of my fondest memories took place in front of the courthouse, it was the last time
I saw my "Pappy", my family was in Carthage on vacation, I was about 10 years old and
we found him sitting in front of the courthouse whittling a piece of wood, my father
parked the car and walked my brother and I to where Pappy was sitting whittling, we
only spent about 15 minutes with him but the memories will last forever, that was in 1964.