Martha Ellen Stewart* was born on July 1, 1906 and died on June 24, 1981. On October 20, 1922, she married William Arthur Barndollar (November 5, 1900 - July 13, 1985). They had five children. They are:

 

Walter Henry Barndollar* was born on January 4, 1924 in Old Fort, Tennessee, and died on August 6, 1976 Batavia, Ohio. He married Thelma Louise Glick. They had six children. They are:

Martha Ellen Stewart, Age 5

 

                                              Ronald Ray Barndollar was born on June 30, 1945. He married [Name] They had [Number] children. They are:

 

                                              Richard Lee Barndollar was born on September 7, 1946. He married [Name]

 

                                              Sandra Jean Barndollar was born on January 26, 1950.

 

                                              Roger Daniel Barndollar was born on September 13, 1953.

                                              Connie Jean Barndollar was born on January 16, 1961.

 

                                              Pamela Lynn Barndollar was born on October 3, 1968.

 

Robert Edward (Barnie) Barndollar* was born on December 10, 1926, and died on December 8, 1993. On December 23, 1950, he married Tressie Mae Carty of Craft Creek, Kentucky. They had three children. They are:

 

∙Loretta Barndollar was born on [Month, Day, 1954] She married [Name]. They had two children. They are:

 

Robert Barndollar, Jr. was born on [Month, Day, 1957] He married [Name]? They had one son:

 

                                                          Robert Barndollar, III was born on [Month, Day, Year]

 

∙Rodney Barndollar was born on [Month, Day, 1959] He married [Name]. They had four children. They are:

 

                                Mary Alice Barndollar was born on July 4, 1928 in Old Fort, Tennessee. On July 23, 1950, she married Merle Martin (March 9, 1919 - November 3, 1983).* They had two children. They are:

 

Karen Martin was born on April 15, 1955. She married Michael Deis. They had [Number] children. They are:

   

∙Michael Martin was born on March 7, 1956. He married Carole Anderson. They had [Number]

Loretta Barndollar, grand daughter of Martha Stewart, with her cousin, Louie Stewart, circa 1954.

children. They are:

 

Iris Loretta Barndollar was born on May 29, 1932. On April 20, 1951, she married Roy Tilford Gevedon (1905-1985). They had one child:

 

∙Frank Dennis Gevedon was born on [Month, Day, Year] He married Lynna Arnett. They had one child:

 

[Names] was born on [Month, Day, Year] She married [Name] They have one child. She is:

 

William Harold (Billy) Barndollar was born on June 7, 1937. On March 16, 1958, he married Geretha Todd. They had two children. They are:

 

Juan Catherine Barndollar was born on November 27, 1959 and married Dan Stuckman and Jeff Yarger.

 

                            Natalie Kay Barndollar was born on January 26, 1965 and married Steven Jenkins.


Martha was a well-known cook in Rowan County. She worked for many years at the Eagles Nest, a very popular restaurant in Morehead from the late 1930's to the mid 1960's. As reported in an article entitled Morehead Memories - Eagles Nest by Jack Ellis in the April 16, 1999 edition of the Morehead News,

 

"The Eagles Nest owners were quick to recognize that the cook was the essential ingredient of food services. It was then they hired Clearfield resident Martha (Stewart) Barndollar. After working for two years as a dishwasher, she replaced Mattie Jones as the cook, and remained for 37 years. When she began her cooking career, she cooked on a coal stove. In order for her to get to work, she walked three miles each way, seven days a week. (Then she had to build a fire and get the old coal cooking range warmed up. After cooking several years she became more financially prosperous and only had to walk half that distance because she hired Ben McBrayer’s Taxi one way each day.

 

Martha Barndollar with her mother, Mary Jane Stewart

 

Mrs. Barndollar’s two daughters, Alice and Loretta, worked as waitresses in the Eagles Nest during their high school days.

 

 

Mrs. Barndollar was famous throughout Eastern Kentucky for her cooking and baking. She was particularly known for her homemade pies.

 

On one occasion a TV crew from WSAZ in Huntington stopped to eat lunch at the Eagles Nest. They were so impressed with the food, they wanted to interview the cook on camera. But unlike the Martha Stewart on TV today, Morehead’s Martha (Stewart) Barndollar was shy and refused. However, she did agree for them to take a picture of he holding one of her pies. It was later shown on WSAZ TV in a program highlighting fine regional restaurants.

 

Eagle's Nest Restaurant

 

Martha (Stewart) Barndollar became a legend in her own time. After 37 years when the Eagles Nest closed, she opened her own restaurant on Carey Avenue (Old Johnson Boarding House). She was successful in that business for many years. She used to take food that was not sold to shut-ins and poor people. She never let good food go to waste and many who never went to her restaurant had a taste of her home cooking."

 

Robert Barndollar

 

 

Bill and Geretha Barndollar.

 

 

Uncle Arthur

Written by Bob Sloan

 

In the spring of 1971 a long-deferred trip home from an Indiana college began in an off campus café, where I found myself telling a young woman (who back then was a big part of my life) how much I missed the Appalachian hills of my boyhood... Lamenting how long it'd been since I watched Triplett Creek white-cap over its rocky bed or heard the accented speech of my boyhood, I talked myself into hitchhiking back home.

I could have taught something to Tom Wolfe, the "You can't go home again" guy. For a little while I came home, and if my grandma couldn't understand hair below my shoulders and a beard as unkempt as any Hell's Angel's, other relatives I hadn't seen in years were happy to look past such tonsorial niceties.

I stayed the better part of a week, five or six days of seeing places and people who confirmed home was here, would still be here at the end of the decades of wandering and seeing and doing I'd only just begun.

The last day, I went to see Great Aunt Martha, who cooked thirty years at the Eagle's Nest before opening her own place, called "Mom's." Martha and I had a fine two hour visit. It took nearly that long to eat the kind of meal she and her sisters - - one of whom was my mother's mother - - could make. When I stood away from her table Martha said, "I reckon you'll see your Uncle Arthur now."

It was long past time to be on the interstate, thumb extended for a ride north, but Martha's tone of voice made it clear she'd already decided I would see Arthur.

I taxi cabbed to the edge of town and found Arthur on his front porch. I hadn't bothered to call ahead, but the old man's grin as he watched me wrestle a backpack out of the taxi's backseat signified an unannounced arrival didn't bother him any.

"So how you doing, Arthur?" I asked, tossing my gear up onto the porch, then climbing the steps to settle into a rocking chair beside his.

"Doin' fine," he told me, eyeing my backpack. "You been out camping?"

"Hitch hiking," I said.

Instead of reserved disapproval heard from other relatives, Arthur nodded and told about long road trips he made before I was born. "You have trouble gettin' rides with all that hair?" he wanted to know, and I explained most people who stopped had hair as long or longer than mine.

When conversation lagged I asked, "You still have that old motorcycle?"

Uncle Arthur's face lit up. "Want to see it?"

Leading me to a shed behind the house, Arthur stripped a canvas tarp off a ‘48 Harley flathead. Never allowed to stand uncovered overnight, the motorcycle's unscratched chrome and glossy paint job looked brand new. Arthur explained he only used it for short trips to the barber shop and back, a far cry from ten hour rides to the Indiana factory town where my family'd settled. Uncle Arthur was past seventy and his real motorcycling was over, though he wouldn't give it up completely.

"How ‘bout a piece of pie?" he asked when the Harley was covered again. "Got a real good pecan in the kitchen."

That's how Martha found us when she came home. I was chasing a second slab of pie with a third cup of coffee while Arthur told me about Uncle Louie's latest Canadian hunting trip. I'd long ago stopped caring about running late.

Taking off her coat Aunt Martha asked, "Did you figure out who this feller is, Arthur?"

Frowning, the old man looked a wordless long time at long haired, bushy bearded me, sitting at his table, eating his food. "No, Marthy, I don't have any idea who he is." He looked hopefully toward her. "Do you?"

Well.

Once we established I was "Margie's boy, Bobby Lee," I had to stay another hour so Arthur could ask the family questions he hadn't asked before.

Arthur and Martha are long gone from this earth.

And I do miss ‘em both.

 

 

 

Terry M. Barndollar-Charles, age 72, of Grove City, passed away Thursday, February 24, 2005. The Lord was the center of Terry's life and she was very dedicated to her church. She lived for many years in Newark working at NAFB as a personnel supervisor and attending the Primitive Baptist Church. She was currently a member of the Old Regular Baptist Church of Jesus Christ in Kenton. Tressie enjoyed gardening, cooking and entertaining for family and friends but always closest to her heart was her family. She loved being a part of her family's lives whether attending her grandchildren's games or just spending quality time with them and being a good role model. She was preceded in death by her parents Wilbur and Eliza Carty, husband Robert E. Barndollar, three sisters, and four brothers. She is survived by her loving and devoted husband, David Charles; children, Loretta Snoke of Newark, Robert Barndollar, Jr. of Martinsburg and Rodney (Jackie) Barndollar of Plymouth; sisters, Beulah (Paul) Price of Newark, Ressie (Merle) Minters of Ft. Myers, FL, Mickey Russell of Bradenton, FL, and Jane (Albert) Dunn of Shelby; brothers, Silas (Desadra) Carty of Orlando, FL, and Buddy (Carlene) Carty of Shelby; seven grandchildren; a great-grandchild; and many nieces and nephews.

 

 

 

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