Centennial Celebration 1895 -
The old country church... we all have seen one, many of us have been in one. Many of us have never attended church anywhere else. In a day gone by, the many small rural churches that dotted the American landscape were often harbingers of civilization, providing a foundation for a town that may or may not still be here. The names of many small communities are gone from memory, but the same churches provided another foundation; a foundation of faith for the emerging populace. When all roads were dirt, no one who lived outside of a town commuted thirty minutes or an hour to go to work. Small towns would emerge around the people who lived in the country. The farmers would provide food for themselves and others; the others would open a blacksmith shop, or a dry good store to supply the farmers with the things they could not grow. This is the story of one such small town north of Centralia, Missouri that is no longer there. One hundred years ago... several generations to a human, just another set of rings on that old tree. One hundred years ago, the community of Tulip was thriving; there was a winning ball team, not one but two doctors. Tulip had several businesses, all of which are gone now. The advent of cheaper, reliable transportation, and the migration of the population to larger towns eventually ended the town of Tulip. The old country church is still there, still providing the foundation it always has to the Tulip community, which will always be between Centralia and Madison.
This web page is an adaptation from the book for the
Centennial celebration of Tulip Christian Church. The book was
compiled by the members and friends of the present congregation.
We hope that you will get some pleasure out of this collection of
stories. This is not intended to be a historical record, for we
did not research the dates and accuracy of the stories that were
submitted. Unfortunately, the early records omitted some dates.
No doubt, some events and memorial donations were not in early
records. We apologize for any omissions. All stories were printed
just as they were related, with very little editing, in order to
preserve the individuality of the person writing it. Included are
events of historical interest and heartwarming spiritual
reflections. We hope you will laugh with us at the stories we
included in order to pass along the humor and good natured
qualities found in this rural church and community.
Our thanks to all who contributed their time and efforts in writing their memories. Thanks to Gilbert and Joyce Armontrout for many hours of research into church records and to Joyce for typing it. Thanks to June Morgan, Jewel and Scott Sanders for proof reading , to Scott and Jewel for layout and assembly, and Scott Sanders for converting the book into a web page
Memories of the members
Freddie Lee McBride
Bobby Dale McBride
Dale and June Morgan
Nevelle and Jewel Sanders
Dee (Riley) Yancy
Margaret (Dowdy) Harris
Susie Sanders Everhart
Sherry Sanders Walters
Elder James Ferguson
B. S. M. Edwards
G. D. Edwards
Rober J. Miller
Lightfoot Hulser 1911
Egan Herndon 1920 to 1938
Morris Eames 1938 to 1944
Steven B. Owings 1944 to 1956
Tom Fleetwood 1957 to 1958
Thomas Russell 1959 to 1961
Seal Bradford 1961 to 1965
Jerry L. Wade 1965 to 1966
Jim Ream 1967 to 1968
Bob Turpin 1969 to 1970
Bill Deskins 1970 to 1973
John Luikart 1973 to 1974
Mike Taylor 1975 to 1976
Bob Swanson 1976 to 1977
Joan Thomas 1977 to 1978
Olin Smith 1979 to 1980
Jim Jones 1980 to 1991
Griffith Hamlin 1991
Frieda Foland 1991 to present time
First Women's Organization called Women's Council in
1939 with Mrs. Minnie Forbis as President with 14 members.
Mrs. J. H. Barnes - 1923 for several years, no record as to how many.
Ralph Sanders - 1938 to 1972.
Bob Tanner - 1972 to 1987.
Gilbert Armontrout - 1987 to present time.
There have been three members ordained into the
ministry at Tulip Church.
John E. Foster - August 1911
Earl Spurling - July 8, 1923
Milton Dawson - August 17, 1924.
The Church was incorporated in April 1971.
Improvements made and when:
Church voted to get electricity on December 18, 1938
and it was installed in 1939.
Piano was purchased in 1964.
The present heating system was installed in 1966.
Communion set donated by Buford Wilson Family in memory of Hazel Wilson
Installed new pews in 1978.
Refinished floors in sanctuary in 1979.
New communion set donated by Dowdy Family in 1980.
Purchased organ in 1981.
Purchased new linoleum for back area of Church in 1984.
Purchased pew cushions and ceiling fans in 1985.
Replaced windows in 1986.
Put new siding on church in 1988.
Built new sign in front of church in 1991.
Made church handicapped accessible by building ramp in 1992.
Installed PA system in 1992.
Installed new carpet in sanctuary in 1993.
Mr. W. E. Hoffman lifetime member celebrated his 100th
birthday at the church on October 29, 1983. Mr. Hoffman died in
July 1985 at the age of 101.
Homecomings held through the years are as follows:
First: June 15, 1919 with sermon by Bro. Lappin of
Second: June 1920, sermon by Bro. Egan Herndon.
Third: June 12, 1921, sermon by Bro. Edwards of Columbia.
Fourth: June 11, 1922, sermon by Bro. Stidham of Mexico.
Fifth: June 1923, sermon by Bro. Egan Herndon.
Sixth: June 8, 1924, sermon by Bro. Egan Herndon.
Seventh: June 1925, sermon by Bro. Herndon and Bro. Wood of Paris.
A homecoming was held on October 15, 1944. No information on this.
Rally Day and Dedication of new part of building Sunday, November 29, 1959. Sermon by Thomas Russell.
A homecoming was held on September 7, 1962. No information on this.
Mr. and Mr. John F. (Sudie) McBride celebrated their
50th wedding anniversary at Tulip in 1950. Son Larry O. had mumps
and was unable to attend. Mr. John F. McBride joined Tulip Church
Mr. & Mrs. Frank E. McBride (Pauline Daily)
celebrated their 50th wedding anniversary at Tulip in Dec. 1982.
Mrs. Larry O. (Gladys Gritton) McBride celebrated her
90th birthday at Tulip in September 1990.
Mr. and Mrs. Larry O. McBride celebrated their 50th
wedding anniversary at Tulip on Valentine's Day in 1977.
Mr. and Mrs. W. E. Hoffman celebrated their 50th
wedding anniversary in 1959 at Tulip Church.
Mr. and Mrs. Gilbert G. Armontrout celebrated their
50th wedding anniversary at Tulip Church.
Mr. and Mrs. C. C. Carr celebrated their 50th wedding anniversary at Tulip.
A LETTER FROM BROTHER JOHN FOSTER PARIS, MISSOURI JANUARY 8, 1980
Tulip Christian Church, Christian Women's Fellowship
My very dear friends:
I received the Christmas basket you sent me and I
enjoyed it very much. It was delicious.
The Tulip Church has always had a very warm spot in my heart. I well remember the night when I and a number of others went forward in response to the invitation. Brother Lightfoot Hulser, a student in Missouri Christian University, now Culver-Stockton College was the minister. Four of those who made the Good Confession that night were Clyde Moore, Frank Gritton, Steve Ferguson and myself. We were baptized a few days later in the Dowdy pond.
Besides the Church, Tulip had a school, a general store operated by E. T. Dinkle, a drug store and a post office operated by Dr. E. W. Johnson, a saw mill owned by Baylis Riley, a lodge hall, (The Married Men's League) and a black-smith shop run by Vess Branham. Vess Branham was a cousin of my mother. He had two daughters, Lillie and Maggie. They sang in the choir and often sang duets. I thought at the time they had about the loveliest singing voices I had ever heard, and I haven't changed my mind very much about that. Tulip at that time had a baseball team. It was one of the best in that part of the country. Oscar Wilson was our pitcher and a good one he was. He might have made the majors if he had been interested in baseball as a career. His untimely death from a stroke of lightning was a shock to us all. I think I could name about everyone who was in the Tulip Church when I became a member, but I won't try. I might miss some of them. I passed my 90th birthday anniversary a few days ago, December the third. My ministry was mostly in Illinois but I have held many meetings in Missouri and some in several other states. It has been a happy experience. God has been good to me. I have one fine son and a lovely Christian daughter-in-law, four grandsons, two grand daughters-in-law, two great grandsons and three great granddaughters. I have other relatives and many faithful friends. I hope I have no enemies, and if I do I freely forgive them and love them all.
Remember me to every one and God Bless you always.
John E. Foster
MRS. NANCY DUNBAR ARMONTROUT BAPTIZED AT AGE OF 95.
Mrs. Nancy Dunbar Armontrout, 96 yeas old, a native of
Virginia and a woman whose memories carried her back to the days
of her Grandfather, a cousin and schoolmate of George Washington,
died at her home near Tulip on Sunday. Mrs. Armontrout, up to
within three months of her death, had been in good health and her
memory of early days in Virginia and of her adventures during the
Civil War supplied her with many an interesting tale for her
grandchildren, who live on a farm near Tulip. She frequently
recalled stories of General George Washington, told her by her
grandfather in her Virginia home years ago. She was a middle aged
woman at the time of the Civil War and her sympathies being with
the Union side, she had many an adventure carrying baskets of
food to the soldiers, who found it necessary to hide on various
occasions. It was the Civil War stories that Mrs. Armontrout
particularly enjoyed relating.
She joined the Methodist Church in Bethel, Virginia
when she was only fifteen years old, but at the age of 95, she
went to the Rev. Egan Herndon near her Tulip home and asked that
he immerse her in the creek nearby. On a cold winter's day, they
broke the ice on the creek and Rev. Egan Herndon baptized her in
the presence of many of her old friends and relatives. Speaking
of Mrs. Armontrout's baptism after having preached her funeral
services on Tuesday, the Rev. Herndon said "I have been
thirty years in the ministry in this section and I believe this
incident will stand out as one of the most unusual and convincing
of my life work. I shall speak of it in my coming lecture on
'Thirty years in the ministry'. and I believe that Christian
people throughout this state will see in it an unusual example of
faith on the part of a woman who reached her ninety-fifth year.
Mrs Armontrout asked for baptism as a result of having read her
Bible, and it was not a case of conversion by me, but a matter of
Mrs. Armontrout acting on her own convictions."
Her Grandchildren in the Tulip community are Cora
Hoffman, Frank, Gilbert G., and Russell Armontrout and Margaret
Wilson. Mrs. Nancy Dunbar Armontrout came to Missouri to make her
home in 1921 and died on January 12, 1925.
The information for this article was taken from the Centralia Courier Newspaper.
The Tulip Church was organized as a Union Church in
the latter 1890's with eighteen to twenty-five members. There
were three church groups represented: Christian, Methodist, and
Cumberland Presbyterian. One of the first Christian ministers was
Reverend T. L. Noblitt.
Dr. E. W. Johnson gave the land on which the present
building was erected. This is the building which housed the first
congregation. Mrs. Joe Branham recalls that the church was built
soon after her family moved to Tulip in 1896. Her father, Mr.
Baylis Riley operated a sawmill south of the church and he sawed
all of the rough lumber for the building.
The building had been completed and was dedicated in
the fall of 1899. The dedicating sermon was preached by Elder
Hinton. Reverend Llewellyn participated in the ceremony. One
early member recalls that he was an elderly man with a long,
flowing white beard.
Some of the present members of the Tulip Church were
present at the dedication services in 1899. Mrs. A. H. Fountain,
Mrs. S. F. Woodring, Mrs. George Brown and Mrs. Joe Branham.
The first pastor of the new Christian Church was Elder
James Ferguson. Mrs. George Brown recalls the Thanksgiving
services of 1899 and the beautiful Easter Services in 1900 which
were held before capacity audiences.
Known to be charter members of Tulip Christian Church
were Dr. and Mrs. E. W. Johnson, Mr. and Mrs. Emmett Conley and
Mr. and Mrs T. T. Barnes.
Others who were early members of that faith and some
of whom may have been charter members were Judge and Mrs. John
Wooden, Mr. and Mrs Will Mason, Mr. and Mrs. Will Giddings, The
James and Thomas Hickerson families, the Rader family, Mr. and
Mrs. Bud Gritton and Mr. and Mrs. I. G. Noel.
Among the Presbyterian members were Mr. and Mrs. Joe
Kuntz, Mr. and Mrs. Dan Hobart, the Charley Moseley family, Mrs.
Eleanora Hoffman, Mr. and Mrs. Will Harshbarger, Mr. and Mrs
Northup, Mr. and Mrs. Josh Alexander and daughter, Ora (now Mrs.
J. R. Shuck).
Some of the Presbyterian ministers were the Reverends
Ernest McCurry, Cunningham, Haynes and Reverend Alexander Womack.
Members of the Methodist Faith were Mr. and Mrs.
Marion Cottingham, and Miss Anna Riley (now Mrs. Joe Branham).
The Reverend Kimbrell was one of the Methodist ministers.
In the early days of the church, each group was
responsible for the preaching service one Sunday during the month
and there was a Union Sunday School.
An organ was the early musical instrument and there
was an organist for each group: Mrs. Oscar Perkins - Christian;
Mrs. Marion Cottingham - Methodist; and Mrs. Dan Hobart -
Mrs A. H. Fountain has a letter written to her mother
by Mrs. E. W. Johnson in April 1900. In it, Mrs Johnson states
that the church had seventy members at that time and had an
active youth organization.
The Presbyterian and Methodist members discontinued
their services in the 1900's and the church as been the Tulip
Christian Church since that time. A number of the members of the
Presbyterian and Methodist groups became members of the Christian
faith of the church following the discontinuation of their
At one time, during the 1920's, Tulip Church had the
largest membership of any rural church in Monroe County and was
second to the Paris Christian Church in size in the county.
Ninety-five people were enrolled in the Sunday School. There was
an active youth organization, the Christian Endeavor, at that
There were two members of the church, during the
1920's, who had been ordained as life time Elders -- J. Ed Wilson
and T. T. Barnes.
The church had its first homecoming on June 15, 1919.
Six more homecomings were held during the 1920's. The last
homecoming recorded was held on October 15, 1944.
Some of the pastors who have served the Tulip
Christian Church through the years other than those previously
mentioned are Reverends Lightfoot Hulser, B. S. M. and G. D.
Edwards, Robert J. Miller, Reverend Schwabe, Egan Herndon, S.
Morris Eames, S. B. Owings, Tom Fleetwood and Thomas Russell who
is the present pastor.
Reverend Herndon being pastor for some fifteen years and Reverend Owings for twelve years.
Some of the ministers who held revival meetings were
Reverends Rea, Egan Herndon, Willie Cole, Reverend Shirley, Adam
Adcock, G. W. Kitchen, B. S. M. Edwards, the Earley Brothers,
John E. Foster, S. Morris Eames, Milton and Myrtle Dawson, T. E.
Spurling, and Philip Byron Carlisle. During some of the revival
meetings of the 1920's as many as eighty members were added to
the church at one time.
Three members of the Tulip Church have entered the
ministry and were ordained at the church. John E. Foster was
ordained on the third Sunday in August 1911. The ordaining
minister was B. S. M. Edwards. At present Reverend Foster is
serving at the First Christian Church of Du Quoin, Illinois.
Thomas Earl Spurling was ordained on July 8, 1923. He is now
deceased. Milton Dawson was ordained on August 17, 1924 and is
now serving as pastor at Odessa, Missouri.
Several members of the church served in the armed
forces of our country during World War I and World War II. Edward
Duncan and Elbert Brown were members who lost their lives in
service in Europe in 1944 during World War II.
There are several persons who have been members of the
church for sixty years or nearly that long. They are Mrs.
Woodring, Mrs. Branham, and Mrs. George Brown, who were
previously mentioned as having attended the 1899 dedication and
Mrs. Ben Carter.
The first women's organization recorded was the
Women's Council organized in 1939 with Mrs. Minnie Forbis as
president and having fourteen members.
In the early days the church was lighted with kerosene
lamps. Later on, acetylene lighting system was installed, then
gasoline lamps were used. On December 18, 1938, the church
membership voted for rural electrification and this system was
energized in December 1939. According to the records, the church
began electing Junior Deacons in 1945 and women became eligible
for deaconesses in 1958. Miss Janet Fulton is the first woman to
serve the church in this capacity.
Tulip has for a long time participated in most of the
activities of the brotherhood and received a certificate of
recognition for this work for the year 1957-58.
The Monroe County Convention of Christian Churches was
held at Tulip in the years of 1923, 1924, 1947 and 1957.
At the present time the church has a membership of
165, more than 100 of these are resident members. There are
preaching services, morning and evening, on the third Sunday of
The Sunday School, held each Sunday, has an enrollment
of eighty with an average attendance of fifty-six. C. C. Carr is
Superintendent and Mary Beth Vaughn, Secretary.
There is an active Christian Women's Fellowship which
was organized in 1949. Mrs. Clyde Marshall is president and there
are thirty-five active members.
The Christian Youth Fellowship has a membership of
twelve with Mary Beth Vaughn and Richard Milhollin Co-presidents.
Tulip is a member of the Owings Pastoral Unity of
Christian Churches of Monroe County. Tulip members of the unity
board are Brooks Vaughn, Nevelle Sanders, and Mrs. P. R. Brown.
Plans for building an addition to the church were
discussed during 1958. The congregation voted to adopt the plans
in December 1958. The necessary money was raised and construction
began in March 1959 and was completed in September. Mr. Raymond
Hogan was the carpenter assisted by members of the church.
Members of the present Tulip Church board are: Elders - Selmon Milhollin, Clyde Marshall, and W. E. Hoffman. Deacons - Gilbert L. Armontrout, Dale Morgan, and Brooks Vaughn, chairman of the board, Louis Tanner, Fred Dowdy, and P. R. Brown. Junior Deacons - Roger Cruzan, Richard Milhollin and Janet Fulton, Deaconess. Trustees - Larry O. McBride, Bobby Fulton and Ernest Ball. Ralph Sanders is church clerk and treasurer, an office he has held for twenty-one years.
The church pianist is Mrs. C. C. Carr and Mrs. Brooks
Vaughn is music director.
My parents were John Franklin and Sudie G. (Howell)
McBride. They came to the Tulip area from Indiana in 1909 where
they reared their 6 children; Larry O., Roscoe V., Frank E.,
Audra, Thelma and Freddie Lee. John joined Tulip Church in 1917.
They first lived on what is now state road M approximately 1 mile
east of Tulip gravel road on the north side. I was born there. It
was called the Bay Place. We lived there 11 years and bought our
groceries at Tulip. Only occasionally Dad went to another town
farther away for supplies. I went to school at Sanford, which was
located north of the Paul Breid farm. We went to church at Tulip
where Egan Herndon was the first minister I remember. They held
church one Sunday a month. On Sunday evenings (once a month) Dad
took us to Christian Endeavor which was sort of a youth group. It
was more like Sunday School and we had a program.
Egan Herndon had the largest crowd of any minister I
remember. He held revivals in the fall after school had started.
After being in school all day, we were tired and would have
gotten sleepy, but he clapped his hands, talked loud, and stomped
around so much we didn't sleep. He wouldn't let us! The kids sat
on the steps around the pulpit right next to him.
Only a few families had cars at that time. The church
yard would have several cars parked in it and the hitch racks
would be filled with horses, as he drew a large crowd.
I remember when Dr. Johnson had his office above the
store. Paul Dawson ran the store which was located east of the
road and north of the church. Ira Davis lived north of the store
where Garrett Hasekamp lives now.
Some of the pleasant memories of Tulip Church are of
the Christmas Season. The youth group decorating the church, the
soup supper afterwards, Christmas Caroling, and the Christmas
Programs. I love to hear Jewel Sanders sing "O HOLY
NIGHT" at the end of the candlelight ceremony.
I will always remember Susie Sanders Everhart playing
the piano for Sunday School and Church services. She is so
talented and her beautiful playing is something I'll always
First, I should like to note that Mr. Thomas Turner
Barnes was my Paternal Grandfather. According to a history I
have, he and my Grandmother were Charter Members (Page 1,
Paragraph 7). Also in the 1920's Mr. J. Ed Wilson and he were
ordained as lifetime elders. An early memory is that my mother
died January 23, 1923 and that her funeral service was held at
Tulip Church. I remember Reverend Egan Herndon as regular
Evangelist Pastor and Reverend Willie Cole as Evangelist. Revival
meetings were held in the summer time presumably after crops were
"laid by". I believe they concluded with a festive and
delicious basket dinner. I recall being baptized in 1926 (age 9)
at the foot of the Stout Riley Hill in Allen Creek. This is
located on 151 just south of where Route M jogs south a few miles
east of Middle Grove. I also recall baptisms in Long Branch and
the occasional pond. I remember ice cream suppers as wonderful
occasions: sometimes candidates for Monroe County Offices would
Transportation was provided mostly by Model T Fords. I
recall we had a Willys Overland and there was the occasional
horse and buggy and surrey team.
At the age of 14, I left the Tulip Community to live with my Aunt Augusta and Uncle Evan Anderson through high school and B.S. in Education graduation (1939) from the University of Missouri. My working life comprised 8 years teaching in public high schools of Missouri; nearly 2 1/2 years as a Wave in the U.S. Navy Hospital Corps; and 31 years 7 months secretarial work at the Jefferson Barracks VA Hospital, St. Louis. I returned to Centralia September 30, 1992 after the death of my sister, Henrietta Barnes Brown. I returned to attend Tulip Christian Church and became a member of CWF, after being other places some 61 years. I do remember attending Sunday School in the "Amen Corner" (the northeast corner of the present main sanctuary). I am truly grateful to Tulip Christian Church for grounding me in a faith and, I hope, decent caring for my fellow human beings and all life that has sustained me for 78 years plus. To the present congregation I thank you for your kindness and loving care to me. I never met better people anywhere.
Since coming to Tulip in the mid thirties many changes
have taken place. There was no electricity and the building was
heated by a large coal stove sitting in the northeast corner. The
ceiling followed the contour of the roof and the interior was
paneled with narrow tongue and groove boards painted white. Many
more pews were in the church and often filled. For Sunday morning
service women wore a hat and gloves; men, suit and tie.
Some family always had the pastor for Sunday dinner.
Other family or friends were also invited to share the big meal
and afternoon visiting. Time was allowed to milk the cow and tend
the chickens in time for evening service.
Brother Egan Herndon served as pastor from 1923 to
1938. Always coming from his home about five miles southwest by
horse and buggy. Being of the old school he preached
"hellfire and damnation" with many converts. He was
much in demand at weddings and funerals.
The story was told he bought a new pair of shoes.
Before he wore them , a younger brother wore them out dancing.
Needless to say the preacher was quite upset. Whether he ever
considered the shoes worthy of gracing the pulpit it was not
Brother Steve Owings followed to serve for 12 years.
They were the last of local resident ministers. Thru the years
several student ministers came until Jimmy Jones of Sturgeon who
served faithfully for 11 years until his health failed. Frieda
Foland, now minister, is especially good with the young people
and loved by all.
Charter members Mr. & Mrs. Tom Barnes and Mr.
& Mrs. Will Mason continue to be represented by family
members at Tulip.
Many good people now passed away left a lasting
influence. Coming to mind are two I think I can name without
hurting any feelings- Mrs. Mattie Burton and Mrs. W. E. Hoffman.
With consolidation of small farms and families now not
so large, fewer people are in the area. On the road just south of
the church from route C to the end west, ten houses once there
are gone or unoccupied. Newcomers represent various denominations
and with better transportation they go to church of choice. These
factors have taken a toll on rural church attendance. God willing
Tulip Church will continue to spread His Word and be an influence
for good many years to come.
One of the earliest things I remember about Tulip
Church was they had an Amen Corner located in the northeast
corner of the church. This consisted of several short pews facing
the pulpit. This was a choice section for several members.
The year my sister Mattie Marie and I were baptized
there was a revival meeting every night for two weeks. Rev. Cole
and Rev. Kitchen were the ministers. We had such large crowds
there would not be seats for the youngsters my age. We sat around
the pulpit on the steps. I remember Elizabeth Rutter (Milhollin),
Henrietta Barnes (Brown) and Mattie Marie being there. The
baptism was in Allen Creek.
That was the same summer in 1922 my father, Oscar
Wilson was killed by lightning. I remember Mr. John Marshall
saying to my mother to comfort our family, "When you cry,
you cry alone, but when you smile, the whole world smiles with
My grandparents, Mr. and Mrs. Ed Wilson and their
family were members of Tulip Church. Grandpa Wilson and Mr. Tom
Barnes were elders for many years. They did not change offices as
often as they do now.
Gladys's parents, Mr. & Mrs. Charles (Bud) Gritton
were among the first members of the Tulip Church.
Most of the baptisms were in the ponds or the creeks.
Pauline McBride was baptized in the creek just west of
where Lester England lives now, where the bridge goes over the
Gladys was baptized in a pond now on the Hasekamp farm
north of the church. She said they pushed the algae back off of
the water before the service. She has always said she was
baptized in a "hog waller".
Larry McBride and Selmon Milhollin were talking at
church about how their clothes fit. To prove his point about not
having any hips to hold his pants up, Larry held his arms
straight up and his pants slid clear down.
Everyone went to church with horses and buggy those days, of course. Gladys went with her Mother to a meeting and for some reason went to tie the horse by the school, and decided to give it a drink. It had rained and her Mother slipped and fell down and got her dress all muddy. They cleaned her off as best they could and had no choice but to go ahead. But when they got to the front door of the church her Mother said, "I feel so dabby". Larry had a horse named "Ole Joe" that was the fastest around at that time. It was Larry's turn to go north of Tulip to pick up the Preacher in his horse and buggy for the service. As he was coming back, he got to the bridge and a friend rode up to meet him and challenged him to a race. They made two laps around the church before they could get stopped, mud was flying. Of course, the preacher got covered with mud on his suit and they had to clean him before the service.
Larry was the pallbearer for a funeral at the church.
At that time the family always sat on the south side. The lady
singing, (Dr. Nugent's wife, Anna) rocked up on her toes as she
sang. Larry got tickled, uncontrollably, and really embarrassed
I remember using the loader on the front of Ralph
Sanders' "H" tractor to change or repair the sign on
the front of the church and how the loader would sway when it was
stretched clear out.
When Mike Taylor baptized John McBride, Boyd and Brad
Harris, John Armontrout and Denise Henry, we went to Nevelle and
Jewel Sanders' pond just north of their house. They had it all
mowed down nice and it was a beautiful day in August 1975. The
boys, all being teen-age, were tall and well built. The preacher
was of slight build, and he ask Bill Harris and I, the fathers,
to go into the pond with him to help him get the boys up out of
the water and in case their feet slipped in the mud.
When the kitchen, bathroom, and upstairs room was
added to the church the guys hooked the kitchen faucets backwards
to how hot and cold usually are. The women would bring
refreshments to them. Bobby Dale's favorite cookie is
snickerdoodles. We had a large tupperware dish with a cover, with
cookies. Whoever was the last to get a cookie before we left,
didn't get the lid on tight. The next evening the ants had moved
in, Bobby Dale said they weren't getting those and blew the ants
off and ate the cookies anyway.
Darren Reynolds, Dawn Hasekamp, and Belle Harris (the Three Musketeers) took it upon themselves to paint the outhouse. Being over active, they painted on the shingles, every other one, and Belle painted "HI" on the wooden fence in the corner of the church yard. We had an old bag swing in the big tree on the south side of the church yard. The rope had rotted and Scott Sanders made a big run and jumped on the swing, the rope broke and you know what happened, he fell flat and really bruised his pride.
When Rev. Jim Jones was preaching, he always went to the outhouse (wouldn't use the new bathroom!!) before the service. One morning he didn't come back and we, in the choir, realized he'd been gone a long time. So we sent Boyd Harris to check on him, and the button on the door had turned and he was locked in the outhouse.
During Rev. Jones' time at Tulip, one Sunday the ones
in the choir were all seated, Berta looked over at June Morgan's
shoes and got really tickled. Berta pointed to her feet and June
got tickled, also. She had on one black shoe and one blue shoe of
the same style. We got to giggling so bad, Rev. Jones stopped mid
sermon and ask what was wrong, and we had to tell the whole
Berta cleaned the whole church, on her own, for
When Janet Fulton and Miller Owings got married in
Feb., 1960, there was so much snow that Brooks Vaughn had to open
the road with the bulldozer.
There are many church denominations, each having its own pattern of worship services and ways of teaching and practicing Christian Living, but all worshiping God and His Son, Our Savior, Jesus Christ. This I found very true when our family moved from Warren County to the community of Tulip in Monroe County. Tulip Christian Church was chosen as our new church home. Many were the customs different from the U.C.C where our family worshiped in Wright City. When you are past middle age it isn't easy to learn to know new people and names and become a part of the fellowship. The small country church of Tulip proved to be a great help. People were friendly and not hard to get acquainted with. Most were a part of a farm family living in the community. Going to church and Sunday School proved to be a time of not only Bible study and worship but a visit with neighbors and good Christian Fellowship. It wasn't long until I felt at home accepting change and a place to help where I was able. Yes, I missed my friends in Wright City but made new friends and helpers.
At that time Tulip did not have a full minister and church services only on the first and third Sundays of each month. Students from Culver Stockton College preparing for ministry or Christian Service had the worship services. I learned from each of these young people and enjoyed having them at our home after Sunday services for a noon meal. One incident I'll never forget. I was in the hospital to have surgery on Monday when one these student ministers came for a visit. He always spent time with the young people at Tulip when weather permitted, enjoying a ball game with them. That Sunday evening after a knock at my room door, in came Mike, the student who had services at Tulip that Sunday morning dressed in knee length fringed blue jeans, sweat shirt and bare feet. A big friendly smile and warm hand shake made a person forget pain and trouble. Just a short visit, saying I was missed and the congregation remembered me in their prayers. Then he had a short prayer that I'll never forget. With a hop and a skip, he greeted my roommate and her guests, waved his hand and left. Everyone that saw and heard him, he truly put into practice Christian living, love and compassion. So the years passed and many were the young people preparing for the ministry. Tulip was privileged to be their training ground.
Another incident occurred when my husband was
chairperson of the church board. He was called by phone on a
Wednesday evening saying it wasn't possible for the person
planning to have church services to be present the following
Sunday and that it would be doubtful if Culver Stockton would be
able to help us out much longer. Luckily, a kind neighbor also on
the church board called and said he had a letter from a minister
in a nearby town who had resigned as minister to take another
full time job but he didn't want to give up the ministry and
would enjoy helping out at services in country churches part
time. Hence on Thursday evening my husband had me call the Jones
home. The minister's wife answered the phone saying that Jimmy
was down at the barn milking the cow, he would call back later,
which he did. Hearing the need at Tulip on short notice he would
be glad to preach and conduct services. Rev. Jones was a great
help for Tulip, well known and drew many in attendance. Surely
God helps those in need. From that Sunday the first and third
Sunday services were under good care but hurting himself in a
fall, complications and an untimely death left the church in
need. Others supply ministers came to assist and give Christian
leadership. At present, we have a full time Pastor preparing to
be an ordained minister soon. She is doing a great deal for Tulip
besides just having the Sunday services, but visits the sick and
other duties of a Christian Minister. Hence, this country church
has managed to survive, continuing to be a needed part of this
Thanks to the hard dedicated work of the founders of
Tulip Church and to those who, through, the years continue to
give of their time, talents and services to keep it up and going.
May God continue to bless and keep Tulip Christian Church. A few
lines from Henry W. Longfellow's poem "The Psalm Of
Lives of great men often remind us
We can make our lives sublime
And departing leave behind us
Footprints on the sand of time
Footprints that perhaps another
Sailing over lifes' solemn main
A forlorn and shipwrecked brother
Seeing will take heart again.
C. C. and Lois Carr and the four youngest of their six
children, Richard, Peggy, Shirley, and Carolyn, moved from East
Central Illinois to a farm, a mile and a half south of Tulip
Church in February 1951. They attended worship services at
another congregation their first Sunday in Missouri. They
received a card from Ben and Ruby Burton inviting them to Tulip
for services the next Sunday, bring a covered dish and join the
congregation for a potluck dinner at the noon hour.
They were baptized in Sanders' pond by Reverend Steve
Through the years, they served as superintendent,
deacons, deaconess, pianist, organist, Vacation Bible School
teacher, Sunday School teacher, Christian Youth Fellowship
leader, various offices in the Christian Women's Fellowship. The
children were all part of the CYF for several years. Peggy and
Shirley sang quite a lot of solos. Lois accompanied many members
of the congregation for special music and Alice Vaughn and Jewel
Sanders for special music for the CWF at local, county and
Six Carr grandchildren grew up in the church with the
other thirteen attending while visiting their grandparents. Great
grandchildren have also attended. A son-in-law, John Garrett held
a revival in the 1970's. Four family members held their wedding
ceremonies at Tulip and C. C. and Lois celebrated their 50th
wedding anniversary there.
They have enjoyed worshiping God, the fellowship and
association of Christian friends at Tulip for more than forty of
the congregation's one hundred years.
I remember coming to Tulip for the first time after
moving here. The warm friendly greeting, feeling a part of an
ongoing church family, sharing in each others joys and sorrows, a
closeness that can only be felt in a small church group.
I remember singing in the choir and doing special
programs at Christmas and Easter. Especially one Christmas, when
we had a living Christmas tree and sang carols.
The ministers we had over the years all filled a
special need at the time they were here. It is not hard to see
the Hand of God active in our church life.
Thanks to all who have gone on before, for providing a
Christian environment for us to live and raise a family. May we
continue this mission on into the next century.
My most memorable times have been with the youth of
the church. I have been one of their leaders for many years. I
usually learn a lot more than the youth do. We have done many
exciting things over the years. These kids are always ready to
try anything from trips to camp outs and more.
One year, we went to Arrow Rock to camp over the
weekend. We did a variety of things, hiking, window shopping to
playing volley ball. Of course, I had to play too. You can
imagine the kids delight when their "leader" went over
backwards, feet in the air! Everyone had a good laugh, in fact
the kids were hysterical! Not one of them has forgotten that
Some of the most memorable times for me have been
spent with the members of the Tulip Christian Church CYF. Being a
member has allowed me to experience a lot of different things
over the years.
One year we went to St. Louis. We went bright and
early in the morning so we could get to the Arch before it got
crowded. I had been to the museum before, but I had never been up
in the Arch. That day I went and I'll never forget the
breathtaking view from the top. Another thing I'll never forget
is getting lost the same day. We saw a side of St. Louis we had
never seen before and would prefer not to see again. It was the
first time we saw bars on all the windows. It was a trip I'll
remember for years to come.
It would take too many pages to tell all of our
memories of Tulip Church since we started attending church there.
We joined church in April of 1957. Our daughter Marilyn was two
and Vickie was two months old. Two more children Alan and Janet,
were born in 1958 and 1961. Dale's ties to the church go back to
his parents who were members, Roy and Gertrude Morgan. Marilyn,
Vickie and Alan joined in August of 1967 and Janet joined later.
The programs, carry in dinners, and etc. stand out in
my memory, such as Shirley's (Carr ) chocolate angel food cake,
Audrey's (Williams) coconut pie, and Joyce's (Armontrout)
cinnamon rolls. Jewel Ann (Sanders) special songs on church
Sunday and Bible School programs when my children were small were
always a highlight. When Alan was a toddler in Alice Vaughn's
beginner class he associated her very closely with Jesus. Alice
called me on the phone and Alan answered. Recognizing her voice,
he called "Mama , Jesus is on the phone." That is one
of the many funny moments I remembered.
We think about many of the older members that aren't
with us any more. Janet always sat with Clyde "Poppy"
Marshall at church and Irene Marshall always tried to help with
the children when they were small.
At the end of the first hundred years our family has
had four generations attend Tulip Church. We can't help but
wonder what the next hundred years will bring. For future
references, I would like to list my children and grandchildren in
the Centennial Book. Marilyn & Kevin O'Bannon, Jay &
Jeff. John & Vickie Ross, Katie, Nick & Taylor. Alan
Morgan, Jill & Nathan. Janet & Kelly Woods, Spencer &
Nevelle moved to the Tulip community in 1935 when he
was 3 years old and began attending the Tulip Christian Church at
that time. Nevelle and I were married in 1952 by Rev. Steve
Owings of the Tulip Church. At this time, I moved my membership
to Tulip Church from the Centralia First Christian Church. The
friendly, relaxed attitude of the people made me feel comfortable
in my new church home. Nevelle and I lived in the Territory of
Alaska the first two years of our marriage while he served in the
U.S. Coast Guard. Upon his discharge in 1954, we returned to the
Tulip community. We began farming with his parents and became
active in the Tulip Christian Church. Brooks Vaughn was an
exceptionally good teacher for the Young Married's Sunday School
Class. His wife, Alice, was such a good leader--active in leading
the church music as well as teaching the young children's Sunday
School class. The Christmas programs with the children portraying
the nativity figures were memorable. We have fond memories of our
children dressed as angels and seated atop the stable which the
church men built. In the 1994 Christmas program it was touching
to us to see our grandson Jesse playing the part of a shepherd
and his brother Lucas taking his place atop the stable as the
'littlest angel' just as his mother Susie had done thirty five
When Nevelle was questioned about his most
'outstanding' memory of Tulip Church he relates this story. There
was a small settee used on the platform for the superintendent or
preacher to sit on. It was placed at the north edge of the
platform with the rear legs near the edge. One Sunday when
Nevelle was the Sunday School Superintendent, he sat on the
settee and the rear legs slipped off the platform. The next thing
he knew he was 'out-standing' on the floor instead of the
platform. Neither Nevelle nor the settee suffered any damage in
this unfortunate incident. There have been other past incidents
we can now find humor in--such as the Sunday the student minister
had to leave his car in the two and a half feet of water flooding
the road just North of the church and walk through the water to
get to church. We laugh as we recall the time another student
minister was very late starting services on his first Sunday
preaching here. It was finally discovered that he was locked in
the outhouse--- accidentally???
It pleases us to attend Sunday School and church
regularly with our daughter Susie at the piano and her husband
Eddie Everhart attending to their sons, Jesse-4 and Lucas-2. Our
son Scott helps out with special music and gives technical
assistance about any electronic equipment used at the church. Our
youngest daughter Sherry married Paul Walters in this church in
1980. They attend services at Tulip Church with their daughters,
Kristen-12, Tracy-9, and Hannah-4 whenever they are visiting us.
The multi-generational aspect of our church is one thing that
makes it so unique. In June of this year, Nevelle's folks (Ralph
and Annie Jim Sanders) attended services, making four generations
of Sanders present. We hope that the "country church"
will not be lost in the changing times and that many generations
of Sanders as well as others may be nurtured in this Christian
atmosphere and be proud to call Tulip Church their home.
My wife, Annie Jim, and I moved into the Tulip
community in February of 1935. This was during the great
depression and I can remember that hogs were about 3 cents a
pound and cattle were around 5 cents a pound. Corn brought about
15 cents a bushel and a lot of people lost their farms and all.
The first day we were in this neighborhood, someone
knocked on our door and it was Mr. Willie Hoffman inviting us to
come to Tulip church. We went there and have been going there
ever since when I was in the neighborhood. At the time it was
just a one room building and it was not too well constructed. It
was weatherboarding on the outside and ceiling boards on the
inside. It had real high ceilings. It had a little coal stove
sitting in the middle of the north side with the chimney in the
middle of the church with a long pipe going to the stove. Every
once in a while we would have to clean that pipe out. Brother
Egan Herndon was the pastor at that time and he lived over south
somewhere. He used an old team of horses and he would come and
spend the day when we had church once a month. He would eat
dinner with someone and then go home that night. This was before
we had electricity and we had about five gasoline lanterns. A lot
of people didn't like to fool with them. I had fooled with them
most of my life so it was my job to light them each time we had
preaching at night. We had Sunday School every Sunday and we were
scattered around the church in our classes. The women met in the
choir..halfway back between the choir and the SW corner of the
church was the young folks' class. Then in the SW corner was the
primary class. Right across from them on the NW side was the
men's class. Up in the NE corner was what they called the AMEN
corner. This was where the older people held their Sunday School
Class. In about 1939 we got electricity. The lights would rock
back and forth when the wind would blow because the church wasn't
braced too good. Then we decided to cover the church with
asbestos shingles. We took all the weatherboarding off the west
end and sheeted that up solid with 1 x 12's to brace it, then we
put shingles on the rest of the church. We finally built a new
chimney on the NE corner of the church on the outside. At that
time we got a small furnace and set it in the NE corner of the
church and vented it into this new chimney. This was much better.
We've had several different kinds of heat. The stoves were very
inconvenient because someone had to come up about 5:00 A.M. to
start the fire so it would be warm enough for 10:00 services.
Then later we got an oil burning stove and that was simpler and
warmed up faster. Later on we got gas heat which we have at the
We had 30 or 35 people coming then. Later the church
grew when people like the C.C. Carrs moved here from Illinois and
the Brooks Vaughns moved in. We got up to where we had about 70
Twice we had tried to get Friendship and Tulip to go
together. Both churches were willing to go together, but neither
one wanted to give up their church. At one time we had quite a
large joint CYF between Friendship and Tulip church. Peggy Carr
was president of the district CYF and at one time we had more
kids attending these district meetings than some of the larger
churches like Moberly did.
Brooks Vaughn was the president of the board one year
and he came up with the idea that we put up the addition on the
East side of the church. I wouldn't know, but I'd say he done
more to help that church than anyone else that ever lived around
here. We got volunteers to come up there and we worked at that
and finally got it built and then it come along to Spring time of
the year and we still hadn't got the roof on. I know several of
us that went up to finish it up was Mr. Hoffman, Brooks Vaughn,
Frank Forest, Nevelle and myself. Most of the rest of them had
gone on to their field work. Brooks and I designed the new
section and we tried to fix it so they could have classrooms and
all and we tried to fix it so they could open up the doors and
have an auditorium and all. It's been a lot better. Then later on
they built some classrooms in the attic and this was a big
improvement over when we had just one room and all the classes
met in that one room. Just a short time before that we had
lowered the ceilings and redecorated the church. We had varnished
the floor and fixed it all up and put new paneling on the inside
We had several different preachers and all over the
years. As I said, Brother Egan Herndon was the first one I
remember, then we had several student preachers from Canton come
and preach. Then the Santa Fe church went together with us and we
formed sort of an alliance. We shared one preacher who would
preach at our church one Sunday and at Santa Fe another Sunday.
We had several different preachers. Brother Steve Owings preached
at the unity of Santa Fe and Tulip. Anybody that joined the
church, we baptized them at a pond up by Nevelle's corner. Tulip
Church has stayed there for a long time and it's a nice church.
Dee (Riley) Yancy will be 94 in October and remembers
moving to the Tulip community prairie when she was a teenager.
Her family had lived in the Mt. Airy Church community. Some names
she recalled living in the Tulip community at the time were: Punk
Williamson, Newt Young, Tommy Barnes, and Francis Carter
Lewellen. She also remembers a family with the last name of Jones
that had 12 or 13 children. The blacksmith and church were the
only buildings other than homes Dee remembers. Dee recalls there
were different preachers in the summer. There would be ice cream
suppers at Tulip and a candidates speaking on a platform. There
would also be "Moonlights" at Tulip. They would play
games, have popcorn, ice cream, a summer party. She also recalled
that there were turkey shoots.
Dee was baptized at the Union Covered Bridge while
attending Mt. Airy Church. She remembers other churches having
baptisms there also and the boys all like to come watch the girls
be baptized so they would wear lots of
petticoats under their white dresses so they couldn't see through the them.
The main part of the store was a good big building,
they had a first floor and a big old potbellied stove sitting in
the middle of it. The upstairs had an outside staircase going up
on the south end. There was a lodge up there that met once in a
while. I think that a guy by the name of Carpenter could have
built that store building. I don't know for sure about that. The
block building there was a warehouse for the store, and on the
east side of the store, there was storeroom there. They kept coal
oil, and other things back there. I don't have any idea how old
the store building was, it was there when I was a little feller.
I've got no idea now when it closed, I was a big boy. The towns
started having stores, Kroger's came in and just starved them
There wasn't a saloon, but they could get it anywhere
they wanted to. There was bootleggers there down on the
Longbranch where old Moore lived. They had it fixed in a pretty
good setup. They had a big corn crib in the middle of the barn,
you know, and they had another crib built inside of that. All
around in the empty space, they had a little bit of corn stuffed
in it, so it would look like a regular corncrib. In the center of
it, you know, they had a little stovepipe that run up in the
loft, that would let the steam out, and the smoke would come out
there from the still in there, you see. There wasn't no steam
coming out like it was on fire, you see, so they could get by
with it. They had a guy grinding mash, and they'd give him all he
wanted to drink while he was working. It wasn't too many years
before he drank his farm. He lost his farm over it. I don't know
what it cost; they could get in fruit jars, half gallons,
whatever they wanted. We was just boys out on the creek, you
know, ignorant tender boys fishing; we'd see a big new car go
down on the road through the woods there, right where the second
bridge is there. They had a road through there where Fae
Herndon's pasture is now. They'd come out through Fae's woods,
open their own gap, and drive across there. There wasn't any
culvert there, they'd just cross the ditch all right going in,
but when they came out, they always drug the bottom of the car
there after it was loaded up. Us boys couldn't imagine why those
cars would drag coming out when they were ok going in. We
investigated the thing, went down there to the Moore house; I was
a little boy, and Jim Dry took me down there to show me the
still, he thought it would make a better man out of me to see
that place. They did a lot of business, probably did better at
that than they did farming. Those Kennedys did okay on that
The doctor was an old one, he was pretty nice to talk
to. He delivered me, his name was Hickerson. Then there was
another one named Nugent. I think Dr. Nugent had a boy Tommy that
was about the same age that I was. He lived over there about
where Bob Hasekamp lives. There was a big house with a porch that
wrapped around there, on the west side and the south side. They
had their dwelling on one end, and the doctor's office on the
other. I don't know how many houses there was in Tulip, but there
was a bunch of houses. Most of the houses ran from Hasekamps
south to the store, and there was one or two on the south side of
The blacksmith shop was a big business. We would all
meet at the blacksmith's on weekends, and see who could throw the
anvil the futhurest with one hand. You had to be pretty stout to
pick it up. I couldn't pick it up, I was pretty little, but some
of them could throw it quite a ways. My dad could throw it the
furthurest. Everybody would go down there on the weekend, you'd
sharpen your plowshares in the season, and they played horseshoes
The drug store didn't have a soda fountain, but you
could get ice cream cones, and they had bottles of medicine and
whiskey. Soda was a nickel a bottle. You didn't buy much of that.
They sold cheese, it was a big round chunk of it that just sat on
the counter and they'd slice you off some. There was an old cat
sitting on the counter, he would get down and lick the counter.
Eggs were a dime a dozen. Old Johnson was running the store years
ago when my dad was first married. Dad lived down in the woods
back there where Hasekamps are. Coal oil cost a dime. There
wasn't much gas sold, in those days. Some guy come in there and
wanted the 'good 15-cent coal oil'. My dad hadn't worked there
very long, and he was in the back there, looking around for the
better coal oil, when the owner came back there and told him,
"It's the same coal oil as the 10-cent. It's in this same
barrel here". The first cars I remember was in 1917. They
were mostly Model T's, they had a brass radiator on them and the
headlights were sold separately. Some people carried a big pole
with them, so when they got stuck, they could pick it up and put
it over in a different place. There where Don Harshbarger lives,
there was an old man named Butte. He had a big old Hudson. The
old man had lost his arm in an accident. He'd come down the road
in that old Hudson, he'd race you. He'd pull up behind you, and
put on the horn to go around you, and he'd throw dirt everywhere.
The first tractor I saw around here was a Fordson.
Millard Barnes had one of the first ones I saw, and Jim Dry had a
McCormack. He had about the best team of horses around. One of my
old mares got cut and couldn't work for a while, so Ben Carter
brought his team over to help me put bundles of oats in the barn.
The flies were bothering the horses and they were hot, so someone
was trying to get them to settle down so they'd cool off. I was
on top of the wagon, and fell off. It broke my nose, loosened all
my teeth, and broke my neck. I had to lay flat on my back for
thirty days with sandbags around my head. 1934 was the first year
I ever saw soybeans around here. We just threshed them out. There
was two boys that raised some, and they sold us seed. Your corn
would make 40 bushels, if you bragged about it. I had some once
that made 40 bushels, me and Grover Sutton took it over to some
scales and weighed it. Usually your corn would make 20, 25
bushel. We raised in them days what you called hegari. It was a
white grain, tight-headed, and we'd bundle it up and feed it.
They'd have dances at different people's houses. I was too little
and they wouldn't let me go. Often we'd just hoe corn for our
Tulip Church held protracted meetings which lasted a
week or two. The church was so full, men stood so women could
sit. Children sat in windows and around the rostrum. A minister
would come in and really get people riled up. Huge basket meals
would follow on the north side of the church. And food!!!! So
much food you can not imagine.
I remember Rev. Egan Herndon was a minister for many
years. In fact, maybe too many years, but never the less, he was
a good minister. Rev. Herndon would always get worked up when
talking about women. He would get so hot and excited in his
message that occasionally his false teeth would fly. Being a
young person setting around the rostrum, we were always afraid we
would get hit by those teeth.
Tom and Alice Barnes were foundation members. They
drove a surrey to church and I will never forget that surrey.
They were a large strength in the church and a huge help to the
Also, Mrs. Willie Hoffman was my Sunday School
teacher. When I moved to Centralia and began teaching Sunday
School myself, as she had, I really began to appreciate her. I
always believed her an angel.
Strong members in the church were Mr. & Mrs Ben
Carter and Ben & Ruby Burton.
Christian Endeavor, which was the youth group, met on
Sunday evenings. We had wonderful times.
I was baptized in Allen Creek on the west end, west of
the bridge by Wildwood Home. There were about 20 of us. I was
about age 11 or 12 and I was born in 1915.
After I got married and moved my membership to First
Christian Church in Centralia, I became Secretary there for 30
years. I always resented the fact, that I would suggest something
that we had done in Tulip and the town members would say
"well in the country, church was your entertainment".
That hurt me because at Tulip, we felt attending church was not
entertainment but a privilege.
I believe that the strength and longevity of Tulip can
somewhat be attributed to the fact of it being a community. We
had a store, a blacksmith shop and 2 doctors at one time.
When Mrs. Flossie Gorman came to town, my husband and
I came to see her and invite her to church, she said "no, I
could never go to town church, in fact, Margaret, I am surprised
that you changed your membership". I told her that
"part of being a Christian is service and since I am not in
Tulip, I give my service in town". She came to church the
very next Sunday. I think that this is the point I want to get
across. At Tulip, the strength between us was so strong that it
kept me going all my life. I cherish that church and love my
memories. Someone told me once that some churches had problems
because they have too many leaders and no followers. This is what
made Tulip and keeps it because it has leaders and followers and
both are needed.
My memory of Tulip Christian Church is much shorter
than most persons here. There are many things about the church
for which I am grateful. The baptizing of six young persons into
the church, the blessing of four babies and dedications of their
parents, the accepting into the church by transfer of membership
of three other persons and the funeral of one of our long-time
members are all a part of my memory in this past five years. Most
of us will not be a part of the bicentennial celebration of this
church in 2095 but some of those babies may very likely be here
to join in the festivities. Times of joy and sorrow and love and
caring have been a part of my time here and which I cherish and
will long remember.
Your have shared your lives with me in very special
The enjoyment of events such as the annual Father's
Day fish fry, the ice cream social, the Mother's Day breakfast,
Christmas program, Thanksgiving dinner, and the Easter breakfast
are just a few of the events I have come to look forward to each
year. The Christian Women's Fellowship and the Christian Youth
Fellowship remain very active and energetic and I appreciate
their hospitality to me.
I have been ministered to as much as I have ministered
to you. I do not minister alone. In the tradition of the
Christian Church (Disciples of Christ) every member is a
minister. This is certainly true of Tulip Christian Church. Each
person contributes in her or his special ways to build memories.
Marks of a true Christian: "Let love be genuine; hate what is evil, hold fast to what is good; love one another with mutual affection; outdo one another in showing honor. Do not lag in zeal, be ardent in spirit, serve the Lord. Rejoice in hope, be patient in suffering, persevere in prayer. Contribute to the needs of the saints; extend hospitality to strangers.
Bless those who persecute you; bless and do not curse
them. Rejoice with those who rejoice, weep with those who weep.
Live in harmony with one another; do not be haughty, but
associate with the lowly; do not claim to be wiser than you are.
Do not repay anyone evil for evil, but take thought
for what is noble in the sight of all. If it is possible, so far
as it depends on you, live peaceable with all.
Beloved, never avenge yourselves, but leave room for
the wrath of God; for it is written, "Vengeance is mine, I
will repay, says the Lord." No, "if your enemies are
hungry, feed them; if they are thirsty, give them something to
drink; for by doing this you will heap burning coals on their
heads." Do not be overcome by evil, but overcome evil with
good." (Romans 12: 9 - 21)
Don remembers Preacher Herndon the best. When
Friendship Christian Church did not have preaching, the Frank
Harshbarger family often attended Tulip Church. Don and Lucy were
little tykes. Their feet did not touch the floor, so the hour or
more sermon given by Preacher Herndon became an ordeal. If they
fidgeted they got stern looks from their parents, Frank and
Frances Harshbarger. When they felt sure the sermon was about to
the end, Preacher Herndon would say, "Just a moment "
-- Then he seemed to get a "second breath" and go on
much longer with his hell fire and damnation talk. Sometimes he
got excited as he protested against card playing and dancing, his
false teeth occasionally flew out.
Don has heard tales about Doc Johnson who had the mail
in his office. There was no rural free delivery, so people went
to this office to get mail. Doc had a still, his wife would
dispense the mail and for some customers she would wrap the
bottle in the mail and remark, "my, you have a lot of mail
Don can't remember the name of a man in a play who had
a rip in his trousers. The audience would snicker and his
embarrassed wife, at intermission, sent the son up to tell his
Dad he had a torn place. The man said, "Go back and tell
your Mother I know this but I am acting like I don't".
Mr. Cavens had a store. He kept hard candy in a
barrel. After school his daughter brought a friend home and they
crawled in to the barrel and sat in it to eat. This went on for
several days until the owner discovered them.
Just a few of the families, that I can think of, that
used to be active in the church: The Billy Hoffmans, the Ben
Carters, the Henry Reeds, "Mother" Burton, the Abbey
Fountains, the Hub Barnes and the Davis families. Of course,
there were many more- I just can't come up with all the names.
My most vivid memories of Tulip Church revolve around
the time of the Egan Herndon era. If there ever was a minister
that would qualify for the description of a "Fire and
Brimstone" preacher, he was it. I'm sure he was a good man,
and I think he believed in what he preached. During his sermon,
you did not get much sleep (ha, ha). What with his clapping of
hands, using his feet on the floor for emphasis and sternly
hitting the rostrum with his fist, he pretty well kept your
attention. One of his points was; if the shoe fit, it was up to
you alone to wear it. Rev. John Foster would fill in for Bro.
Herndon once in awhile, and his sermons were a nice change of
pace. Two sermons of Bro. Herndon's stand out in my mind. For
some cause they made an impression on me and I've never forgotten
them. Besides being a well known preacher, he also knew the value
of a dollar. He preached an entire sermon, one Sunday morning,
about why his pay should be raised to $25.00 per month. He held
services once a month. He gave the Church Board an ultimatum that
morning. They could pay him the $25.00 or they could look for
another minister. The other sermon, I well remember was directed
towards dancing of all kinds, the "Flappers" and the
roaring twenties. I was about 11 or 12 years old and the year
around 1922. According to him, dancing (all forms) was an
"evil" to be avoided. Square dancing was bad enough,
but round or ballroom dancing was strictly taboo. Then there were
the "Flappers". That was a term given teenage girls
that got their hair bobbed, wore their dresses and skirts just
above the knee and put rouge on their knees. Any girl that did
that was sinful and nothing but a complete change of faith would
save her. And if any girl dared to bob her hair, rouge her knees,
wear skirts above the knees, and do the "Charleston"
dance; well it was all over, she would never be able to redeem
herself. I remember feeling a little sorry for the girls that
morning, he came down on them so hard, because I had a girl
cousin that lived in Moberly that fit the flapper description
except she did not do the "Charleston" dance. My own
Dad was convinced this girl (his niece) would never amount to
anything. It actually bothered him quite a bit and he used to
worry about her. (Actually, she turned out to be as fine a person
as you would ever want to know.) In the same sermon, Bro. Herndon
gave the young men their share of the lecture, going to dances,
the use of alcohol, and their rowdy ways, including gambling. As
you might guess, this sermon caused comment among the
congregation, Moms and Dads, and it was not all favorable to Bro.
Herndon but after a few weeks it seemed to "blow over".
I first started going to Tulip Church as a small boy
and had a pony to ride named Billy Sunday. This pony was not much
like the famous evangelist Billy Sunday, because he would try and
rub you off his back on the fences or a tree. I think Mom used a
little bribery because she told me if I would go to Sunday School
I could come home after Sunday School was over. Mom and Dad would
go by themselves with the team and surrey and they would stay for
'preaching'. Mom would get me dressed up in a clean shirt,
necktie and those knee pants that I never learned to like very
Brother Billy Hoffman is one of the people I can best
remember for being a good church worker. He was called upon to
make the opening and closing prayer of the service quite often. I
always thought he did a good job, as he used everyday language
that I could understand.
The church was heated by 2 wood and coal heaters. They
were located about midway front and back and on each side of the
aisle. Someone went early to get the fires built and the church
warmed up before services began. If it was a really cold day, the
church would warm up slowly and some folks might keep their coats
on during Sunday School until preaching services started.
The Sunday School teacher I remember best was Mrs. Ben
Burton. She taught a group of about 10 to 14 year olds. She had a
way of making lessons interesting without being too
"preachy". Her husband, Ben Burton, taught a group of
older teens along with people in their early 20's.
"Mother" Burton, Ben's mother, taught a class of
adults. Bro. Billy (W. E.) Hoffman taught a class quite often.
In summer, when it was warm, if we promised to be
quiet and behave, some of us younger boys could go outside the
church after Sunday School was over and wait to go home with our
parents when the regular preaching service was over. We would sit
under a shade tree on the east side of the church grounds. We
would use a pocket knife to play a game of
"mumble-peg". Once in a while, we might go sit in Mr.
Ben Burton's Chrysler Touring car, and wonder what it would be
like to have and drive a car like that. We had asked if we could
sit in his car and he said it was okay just so we were not rowdy.
Most folks, if they had a car, it was a Model T or a 490 Chevy or
maybe a Baby Overland.
There was a time when I felt sorry for Bro. Herndon.
He had all his teeth pulled and new false teeth made. They never
did fit very well. During his sermons he would use a lot of
emphasis on his words. Sometimes, those teeth would want to fly
right out of his mouth and he would have to use his hands and
make a quick recovery. No disrespect is meant. I think I noticed
it more because about that time my mother had her teeth pulled
and new false teeth made (her's did not fit well either) so I
knew what kind of trouble he was having.
Bro. Herndon also had another misfortune while he was
preaching at Tulip Church. He became quite sick one day. Late in
the afternoon, he had a neighbor bring him to Tulip to see Dr.
Nugent. Dr. Nugent was a typical country doctor, who also made
house calls as well as office calls. When Bro. Herndon arrived,
Dr. Nugent examined him, and said he had an acute case of
appendicitis. In those days, there was no helicopter, no
ambulance and no 911. It would be sometime the next day before
they could get Bro. Herndon to Mexico. Dr. Nugent said they could
not wait that long to operate, as the appendix might rupture and
spread infection. So, it was agreed that Dr. Nugent would operate
(on the kitchen or dining room table)! Dr. Nugent's office was in
his home about 4 or 5 blocks north of the Church where Mr. and
Mrs. Garrett Hasekamp live now. Dr. Nugent sent someone to the
Tulip store to ask for 2 volunteers to help get Bro. Herndon on
and off the dining table. Mr. Millard Barnes (who told me and my
Dad this story the next day) was one of the volunteers. I'm sure
Mr. Barnes told things just like they were. There was another
volunteer but I don't remember who it was. Dr. Nugent also called
a retired nurse, who lived in the neighborhood, who sometimes
helped him out. Dr. Nugent's wife was a good helper too, and no
doubt she would boil lots of water. It was agreed that Bro.
Herndon and the nurse would live in the doctor's home until Bro.
Herndon was able to go home. When everything was ready, Mr.
Barnes and the other volunteer lifted Bro. Herndon onto the
dining room table where the nurse would administer the ether.
When all was ready, Dr. Nugent said he did not want the 2 helpers
inside the room while he was operating. He said when he was thru
operating he would need them again to put Bro. Herndon to bed. He
told them (2 volunteers) they could go outside and watch through
the window. Mr. Barnes said the table was near the window and
they could see pretty good. I've wondered about the light, but it
had to be some type of kerosene lamps. Dr. Nugent was not young
and he had "palsy". His hands shook all the time. Mr.
Barnes said when Dr. Nugent picked up the scalpel to make the
incision, his hand was real shaky and he thought surely he can't
operate shaking like that. But Mr. Barnes said as soon as the
point of the scalpel touched the flesh, his hands became as
steady as a rock and were that way through the operation. When
the operation was over, the volunteers helped get Bro. Herndon
back to bed and the two helpers were told they could go home. In
10 days or so, Bro. Herndon was able to be taken to his home
where he lived with his sister, who would take care of him. So
far as I know he made a complete recovery.
The boys, late teens or probably 20's, would bring
their girl friends to church on Sunday night and during "Big
Meetings". The boys wanted the best buggy horse and harness
that they could afford. Any boy with a rubber tired buggy, a good
driving horse and brass- trimmed harness was traveling first
class. The boys would bring their girls to church on Sunday night
and let them out at the end of the walk in front of the Church,
always cramping or turning the front wheels of the buggy so his
girl would have plenty of room to step down to the ground. The
boy would then drive his horse and buggy to the hitch rack on the
south side of the church grounds. His girl would wait for him, in
front of the church and they would go in together. After Church
services were over, the girls would wait in front of the church,
for the boys to go get their horse and buggy. When the boys drove
up in front of the Church where their girl was waiting, they did
not want their horse moping along like it was half asleep. To be
sure their horse would make a good entrance, they might apply
just a little bit of a buggy whip. He (hopefully) could drive his
horse up smartly, turn or cramp the buggy wheels so the girl had
plenty of room to get in and also give a "hand up" if
his horse permitted. When they were both squared away in the
buggy, the boy spoke to his horse, maybe applied a little more of
the buggy whip so he could make a smart exit from the church
grounds. How do I know all this is true? Because I was a 9 or 10
year old boy, in knee pants, standing in the background and
wondering if I would ever be doing anything like that.
As a final touch, a few (very few) boys would order,
by mail, a special foot warmer to keep their girls feet warm in
the winter. It was kind of like a small flat foot stool, covered
with carpet, and with a small metal drawer, that could be removed
from one end. The foot warmer was all metal except for the carpet
covering. Before the boy left home to get his girl, he would heat
in the kitchen range or heating stove, three small
"brickettes" until they were red hot. He would put them
in the small drawer and then place the drawer inside the small
metal foot stool affair, wrap everything up in old quilts and a
lap robe and then go get his girl. The girl could then put her
feet on the foot warmer, both would then use the quilts and lap
robe to cover up with and be on their way. I was told they worked
pretty good and if kept covered up would stay warm for 3 or 4
hours. They were kinda expensive and not too many boys had them.
One of the big events of the year would be the Annual
Revivals or "Big Meeting" usually held in August, for 2
weeks with services every night. You would have a special
minister to conduct the services. Quite often, you would have a
special song leader to conduct the singing. There would be
special guests who would sing special songs and there would be
special numbers on the piano. The guest minister, along with his
wife (if he was married), would stay with some of the church
families during the "Big Meeting". Usually, they would
stay a week at each family so the church board would have to line
up 2 families each year to keep the preachers and song leaders.
My Dad and Mom agreed to keep the preacher one year. My Mom
cleaned the house from top to bottom, the garden was checked for
vegetables and I'm sure there was a lot of homemade light bread,
hot rolls, bacon and eggs, fried chicken, country ham, etc.
served that week. Mom looked forward every year to those
"Big Meetings". Dad did not get too excited, but he was
cooperative, so everything worked out okay. That week, while
staying with us, Rev. Cole wondered if there was some way he
could call on and visit with some of the other church members in
the neighborhood in the afternoon. So, Dad told him he could turn
his nearly new Model T Ford car over to him, with me as the
driver, since I knew where everyone lived. So, every afternoon,
during the week, I would put on a clean shirt, my long pants and
a new straw sailor hat and the Rev. Cole and I would visit with
the family members, then we would go on to the next place. I did
not mind being the driver at all, in fact, it kinda made me feel
The really big day of the revival was usually on the
3rd or last Sunday of the "Big Meeting". After the
morning service was over, there would be a big carry-in basket
dinner. I never knew a minister who did not like to eat, so they
were always in favor of the dinner. A long table was set up on
the north side of the church. The folks had brought their baskets
and boxes of food when they came to church that morning. There
would be just about any kind of food you could think of, fried
chicken, boiled ham, roast beef, salmon salad, potato salad, all
kinds of garden vegetables, pies and cakes of all kinds along
with big stone jars of iced tea. Mr. Paul Dawson, who ran the
Tulip store, would sometimes furnish the ice for the tea, if he
happened to have some on hand. Usually, someone had to make a
trip into Centralia early that morning to get the ice, bring
along plenty of "gunny" (burlap) sacks to wrap the ice
in. Iced tea was a real treat in those days. After everyone had
eaten their fill of all that fine country food, all the left
overs were packed away, the tables were cleared and preparations
were made for the mid-afternoon service, which started about 1:45
p.m. and ended about 3:45 or 4:00 pm. Folks just about had time
to go home, do a few chores, and get back for evening service.
The mid-afternoon service would consist of a short sermon, but
mostly these would be special numbers, duets, piano solos, etc.
It was mostly the women that attended this service. Most of the
men and older boys would gather in various groups under the shade
trees on the church grounds and no doubt they would discuss a
wide range of subjects. The mothers would usually gather up the
younger children and take them inside the church with them where
they could "keep an eye on them". For awhile, I was
included in that group. I remember that filling up on all that
good food, I would get oh so sleepy. Sometimes, it kept Mom so
busy trying to keep me awake, that I doubt if she got much out of
the service. Probably, about 1 or 2 weeks after the close of the
Revival they would have the Baptismal service. It was some- times
a problem to find a pond or creek that was fairly clean and the
water deep enough. After a "Big Meeting", there might
be a number of people to be baptized. In August, the ponds and
creeks are not always in the best of condition, if the weather
has been dry. A Mr. Frakes, who lived about 1 mile west of the
Tulip crossroads, had a pond the church liked to use. He kept it
fenced to keep his livestock out and it was usually pretty clean,
but in a dry time it would not be deep enough. In that case, they
would have to use a "hole" of water in Allen Creek
which was usually deep enough. This hole of water had a sandy
bottom and the folks liked that. It was located on the Jim Riley
farm, about 5 or so miles from Tulip Church. Today the same creek
is still there. The place where baptismals took place would be
about one half quarter mile just west of the Wildwood Nursing
Home, which is 6 miles south of Madison on Hiway 151.
And that is the way things were at Tulip Church, as I
can best remember them from about 1918 to 1925.
Tulip has always been a special place to me. I have
gone to church there all my life and am one of the few remaining
residents of the Tulip Community. Our family always attended
church at Tulip together, and we were all active in church
I'll never forget Alice Vaughn as my first Sunday
School teacher. She had a special way with kids and loved us all.
We had a big Bible School when I was young. All the kids from
Friendship would come to Tulip's Vacation Bible School and we
would go to theirs. Henrietta Brown always gave the devotional,
patiently telling stories with the flannelgraph about
missionaries in foreign lands. Alma Duncan would serve
refreshments. Having cookies and koolaid and playing red rover
during recreation time are Bible School traditions that still
stand today. We had a junior choir in the 1960's that would
perform wearing special white robes the ladies of the church made
for us. I recall my dad, Nevelle Sanders, being Sunday School
Superintendent a lot when I was a kid. Grandma and Papa, Jimmie
and Ralph Sanders, and my mom, Jewel Sanders always sang in the
choir. I remember Mr. Willie Hoffman giving eloquent prayers and
Irene Marshall being an outspoken women's leader in the church.
Mr. Buford Wilson always had a piece of gum for my sister,
Sherry, and I. I must have been very young when I told someone
that Papa (who was church secretary and whom I had always seen
carry the offering money home in his suit coat pocket) got all
his money from the church.
We laughed about the "Young Adults" Sunday
School class (formed when my folks were young adults) never
graduating to the "Men and Women" class. We, the next
generation, finally formed our own "thirtysomething"
class and they renamed their class the "Over 40" class.
I started playing the piano for Sunday School when I
was in high school, and I was so nervous at first that my foot
would shake right off the damper pedal. I eventually took over
for Lois Carr, who had played for many years before. Because my
husband, Eddie sits with our sons while I play for Sunday School
and Church services, I can still enjoy being a part of the music
of this church.
I would like to mention some who perform thankless
jobs that help keep Tulip Church going today: the CYF who keeps
the church yard neatly mowed; Norma, Carl, and Darren Reynolds
who water and care for the trees and flowers; Lawrence and
Maurine Bryson who chauffeur the town crowd out to church; Bill
Harris who turns the furnace up early each Sunday morning in the
winter and opens the church up in the summer; Joyce and Gilbert
Armontrout, church and Sunday School secretaries, who send checks
out all the time and never get the checking account messed up;
Annabel Hasekamp who presides over CWF year after year so the
group will keep going; and all the Sunday School teachers who
take the job and never get to retire.
I appreciate our pastor, Frieda Foland's efforts to
bring new traditions to our church-the Chrismons, Ash Wednesday
service, observation of Pentecost and others.
I hope Tulip Church will live on another hundred years
so my sons, Jesse and Lucas can enjoy being a part of this church
family as I have.
1945-started attending Tulip Church. Remember people
looking me over to see if I would fit in. One little girl came to
me and said "I didn't know Clyde had you"!
The Tulip people took her in, even though she was a
stranger. The love of the Savior became dearer to me as the years
passed me by. I was a baptized believer at 11 years old. Clyde
never missed church, if at all possible to get there, in 72
Tulip is a family church - built by the side of the
road and is a guiding light to those who pass by. My happy days
were spent at church working alongside my husband. I re-organized
the women's work -- we supported missions, started the church
library, we kept the church clean, the women "hounded"
the Church Board until the kitchen and rest rooms were added. The
people of the church always wanted the building and grounds in
good condition. Christmas programs included everyone. We used the
neighbors' pond to baptize in. Weddings were often on Sundays, it
was a day no one was in the field. Poppy went door to door to
collect money for a new piano. He enjoyed the choir. Mr. and Mrs.
John D. Marshall (Clyde's parents) were charter members.
Tulip has known it's peaks and valleys. God said
"Repent and return to Me". The Lord sent great people
to lead them. Rev. Owings wanted young men to study the ministry.
Both morning and night services were held. Families were large
and the services long. On Sunday nights you would see small
children asleep on the back pews. You had to be sure you didn't
forget to take some of them home. People took it very serious to
train their children to be faithful in work and service to the
church. As many as 5 generations have been led to Christ through
faithful parents and friends and neighbors who gathered on Sunday
mornings. It looked many times like the church was failing. God
sent his blessings and would send new people in. We pray the
church will exist another 100 years. The lesson we learn, when
young, we carry in our hearts and God always provides. I now live
in a home for the aged and I take no anxious thoughts for
My faith in Jesus was developed in this church, it
will always hold a special place in my heart. I truly think of it
often. I remember Poppy singing "The Old Rugged Cross",
All the ladies meetings (while sitting with Sara Vaughn, trying
to be quiet) - the food was great and they had the best
desserts-wearing white gloves, the paper fans (made with stick
handles), all the Vacation Bible Schools, they were wonderful. I
remember Christmas programs as an angel and waiting outside the
back door (in the snow) until it was time to appear at the
manger. There was no addition at the time. I remember accepting
Jesus as my Savior and all the supportive people at Church, who
at the time I thought were very old, and now I am their age! I
remember all the great dinners at night during summer - homemade
ice cream, great pies, they were wonderful cooks, Mother's Day
corsages - Granny always got an award when all 6 of us appeared
and the longest distance to come.
I know my Grandmother could, today, at the age of 90,
give a wonderful sermon and wishes very much to be there at the
celebration. She is the same always. She's always trying to help
someone, even now at the residential home. She still loves
children and tries to lead them to Christ. My Grandparents and
all the people of Tulip have certainly played a big part in life.
Gloria Seaver (Marshall) Adams
I have fond memories of marching in as a group at
Vacation Bible School as a child. It was a real thrill if I got
to carry the bible or flag. I have instigated this tradition at
my present church home in Blue Springs, Mo. It was an especially
big event when the church got an indoor bathroom.
As a youth, I especially enjoyed singing in the choir
with my friend Denise Henry. I also remember going with the
Monroe County youth on a work camp to the Bootheel in Missouri
and rehabilitating old houses for the poor. We ate lots of
commodity peanut butter and even 'grits'.
It has been a very special time when we could bring
each of our three children as new babies to show off to our Tulip
Church family and to Great Grandma and Great Grandpa Sanders.
Tulip has represented many things to me, as a resident
of the "suburbs" of Tulip. I grew up, and continue to
live about two miles west of Tulip. My favorite barometer of
civilization now is that I live ten miles from the nearest Pepsi
machine.As a small farm boy, there weren't many neighbor children
for me to play with, except my sisters. At that age, I went
through alternately hating each one of them, and promising to
never speak to them again. Tulip was the only other enclave of
peers I had. As a child, I was small, shy and not athletically
inclined. As a musician, I had taken part in various roles at
Tulip in programs. I now see that it was an important
confidence-builder for me. I am now in a semi-professional band,
playing every weekend for dances. Performing at Tulip was my
first experience on the same stage where Egan Herndon
(apparently) loosed denture projectiles warning against dancing a
generation or so ago. When six or seven years old, nothing could
match the excitement of finishing the Christmas program, and
shouting another verse of "Jingle Bells", waiting for
that jolly elf to emerge. Somehow his voice always sounded
familiar... Sitting in the choir between my grandfather Ralph
Sanders and Clyde Marshall gave me important knowledge about
singing and harmony, even though it was many years before I
thought anything about it. The Christmas programs were always a
source of anxiety, because we were exhorted to "learn our
part" for the recitation. Three-fourths of the way through
it, I would realize that I was going to make it, and spit out the
last ever faster, wanting to get it over with. Without realizing
it, this was important for all the children as practice in public
speaking someday. When I was very small, before enough attention
span kicked in to listen to the sermon (I only liked the hymns at
this time) I would sit on my father Nevelle Sanders' lap and ask
how many minutes were left. He would show me his watch and
whisper that when this hand got there, it was time for the last
hymn. That probably helped me to tell time later, kept me quiet,
and didn't involve any mighty morphin' teenage transforming power
mutant anythings (children's toys of the 1990's). My mother Jewel
Sanders was/is a talented singer, and sang often; I enjoyed this
immensely. I remember asking another child why their mother
didn't sing in church, I just assumed it was something everyone's
mother did. I joined the church when I heard my first evangelist
(Reverend Breeze) at a revival Tulip had. I remember being afraid
the world was going to end before the invitation hymn (which was
"Just as I am").
I was also fascinated about why snakes would like to loiter in the outhouse. A better tree to climb at Tulip than I had at home provided several ounces of skin removed from my knees and many hours of enjoyment and imagination. Vacation Bible school in the summer provided my first experiences with crafts, which I found I enjoyed and would later be surrounded with as my family became involved in several craft ventures. VBS also provided me with the chance in the summer to elevate my body temperature to new record highs (playing Red Rover, an exercise in potential shoulder damage), and gulp gallons of Koolaid. Since I never saw the town of Tulip, I always assumed that everyone described where they lived in relation to their church. I can remember telling kids at school that I lived near Tulip, and receiving blank looks. It wasn't until many years later that I heard stories about the town of Tulip, mostly from my grandparents, Ralph and Annie Jim Sanders. I always enjoyed the things we did that I felt were different. The Mother's Day breakfast was fun, all the farm guys showing up at seven AM to cook breakfast for all the farm ladies. They never complained about the soggy bacon or cold biscuits. Later, as an adult in the early 1980's, I was serving a term as Sunday School superintendent, and I suggested that we have a Father's Day cooking adventure as well, and both traditions have persisted. This wasn't so unique, because the ladies said they cooked for those guys all the time anyway, but it remains a fun time for fellowship and food. In retrospect, I can say that Tulip helped me to get along with people, tell time, learn public speaking, practice teamwork, express myself with music, and have a sense of belonging. I feel sorry for all the town kids that had to learn these things somewhere else than the suburbs of Tulip.
LAWRENCE BRYSON: I remember -- When I moved my
membership from Friendship to Tulip. When Maurine and I were
married here April 17, 1949. The first preacher I heard here was
Egan Herndon, you could hear him about a mile away, he preached
fire and damnation.
SHERYL LANE KILBOURN: I remember-- The day of our
joining the church. We had been with another church, but felt
uncomfortable about even holding hands. When we came here we felt
the love of the church, the love of each other and we felt very
much at ease here automatically. This church lacks the social
standards of wealth and power; which gives the church it's earthy
homey feel. This seemed like a second home - not such a sacred
place that we feel too much in awe. God's house should be a place
of comfort, not some place where we feel stifled or controlled.
We felt the freedom of love here as soon as we came in. That's
why we came and stayed. I'm sure God feels more comfortable here
DAN KILBOURN: I remember-- When the chimney fell
through the new addition on Mother's Day. Christmas with the new
Chrismons. When I first heard about changing the tree decorations
from traditional to styrofoam and glitter and all the white
lights, I was not very happy, but when the time came and we
started putting them up and hearing what each stands for and
means, when all were up and the clear lights were coming through
the decorations and little more meaning of Christmas in my heart,
I was very thankful for a little change, a little biting of the
tongue, and a little wait and see. Thank God for this Church,
mostly for the Christian family.
MARILYN (MORGAN) O'BANNON: Of course Tulip has always
had wonderful Christmas programs and my memories are of
participating as a young child in recitation and children's
choir. We used to have many rehearsals to perfect our programs.
We probably had more fun preparing for the programs than the
BILL HARRIS: I remember the chimney falling in, think
it was on a Mother's Day.
NEVELLE SANDERS: I remember the time I fell off the
stage while I was superintendent of Sunday School.
DARREN REYNOLDS: I can remember as a kid thinking that I can always look forward to church on Sunday as a chance to see all the people I know and good friends. I also remember sitting on my Dad's lap during church. He would draw tractors and combines on the inside of the programs to keep me quiet and appeased. I also remember being baptized along with Susan McBride, Belle Harris, Janice and Eric Jones. When it came time to take our first communion, I was sitting next to my cousin Susan and she spilled grape juice down her white dress, she giggled, I giggled and we got in trouble.
ELIZABETH (RUTTER) MILHOLLIN: I remember when I was
baptized in 1934, 27 were baptized on this same day. We had a
nice choir - Bess Coe, Eva Barnes, Mrs. Conley, Mrs. Clarence
Sims, all now deceased. All three of my children joined Tulip
Church. I remember going to Oscar Wilson's funeral. The crowd was
so large that Thelma (McBride) Luttrell and I sat in the window
SELMA LOU (MILHOLLIN) GRIFFITH: I was Sunday School
secretary for many years. We had a good Sunday School class.
There were 13 of us baptized in Ralph Sanders Pond in the early
forties. I moved my membership to First Christian Church in
Madison in 1950.
NANNIE BELLE BREID: My first memories of Tulip Church
begin in the early 20's. My first years I went to Porters Chapel,
then to Union Christian Church, then next door neighbors John
McBride came to Tulip, so I joined Tulip when I was 16 years old,
I think. Brother Kitchen was holding a revival and at least 20
were baptized in Allen Creek. We enjoyed many memories of being
MAURINE BRYSON: I remember--
1. when I joined the church at age 14.
2. The day Lawrence and I were married April 17 1949.
3. The 50th wedding anniversary celebrations of my parents, Ernest and Jewell Ball.
4. The 40th anniversary surprise for Lawrence and I.
JEWEL SANDERS: It is always touching to me when
someone professes their faith and joins the church. Especially
memorable are infant dedications.
SCOTT SANDERS: I remember being a small child and
waiting for choir practice to be over, and I would lay on my back
under the pews, and reach up and pull myself along on the
Gilbert G. Armontrout
Mrs. George Adams
Emma Goldie Armontrout
Gilbert L. Armontrout
Jeffrey Paul Armontrout
Connie Joyce Armontrout
James Gilbert Armontrout
John Michael Armontrout
Thula Mae Barnes
J. H. Boyd
Mrs. J. H. Boyd
P. R. Brown
Ada Afton Brown
Mrs. Daisy Burkeye
D. R. Brown
R. B. Beauchamp
Mrs. Lake Barnes
Mrs. R. B. Beauchamp
Mrs. Riley Bryson
Mrs. Frank Beatty
Della Fay Ball
Paul Reed Brown
Edna Faye Branham
Lutie Irene Branham
Mrs. Will Ball
George T. Ball
Mrs. Martin Bennett
Morris Wayne Ball
Shirley June Ball
Betty Jean Ball
Edna Katherine Ball
Everett Lawrence Bryson
Linda Kay Breid
Emmitt F. Bryson
Mrs. Emmitt F. Bryson
Janice Elaine Bryson
Tony Ray Bryson
Mrs. Tony (Linda) Bryson
Clifford Bise Jr.
Betty Jo Bise
James Michael Bise
M. S. Coe
Fannie Marie Crim
Mrs. Chester Carroll
Mrs. Charles Clark
Ruth Evelyn Carter
Mrs. Russell Cruzan
Chattie Charles Carr
Charles Richard Carr
Peggy Ann Tanner
Shirley Lois Carr
Carolyn Sue Carr
Harold L. Coureton
Roger Wayne Cruzan
A. B. Daniel
Mrs. A. B. Daniel
Ora Fay Dowdy
Anna Lois Duncan
Mary Virginia Duncan
Mrs. Paul Dean
Mrs. Milton Dawson
Mrs. Charley Dailey
Mrs. Fannie Dinkle
Mrs. Alma Duncan
Mrs. Fred Dowdy
Deloras Fay Daum
Kenneth W. Daum
Donald Wayne Dean
Patricia Marie Dean
Martha Eisele Carter
G. L. Forbis
J. H. Forbis
Arthur Belle Forrest
La Mar Fowler
Mrs. Blaine Fountain
Robert Vaughn Fulton
Mrs. Robert Vaughn Fulton
Janet Evelyn Fulton
Mrs. Maurice Wayne Forbis
Kristy Sue Forbis
Nancy Jane Forbis
Mrs. Harry Gordan
Mrs. O. B. Hammond
Mrs. Orville Hodge
Mrs. Tom Hickerson
J. W. Hoffman
Harry Lee Harshbarger
Mrs. Ada Hayden
Mrs. Nelson Herndon
Bessie Lee Hoffman
Norma Fae Herndon
Ruth May Harlow
Carl Adron Harlow
Vera Yvonne Harlow Ridgway
Joyce Ann Harlow
Lois Carol Harlow
Billy Wayne Harris
Berta Louise Harris
Mrs. Garrett Hasekamp
Denise Dianne Henry
Bradley L. Harris
Boyd L. Harris
Dawn Michele Hasekamp
Beth Ann Hasekamp
Michael Jeanine Hudson
Mrs. Dennis Jennings
Mrs. Coleman Jackson
Mrs. Will Ketchum
Mrs. Walter Ketchum
Jonathan Eric Kilbourn
J. D. Marshall
Mrs. John McBride
Mrs. Ray McManama
Mrs. Roy Morgan
Mrs. James McRoberts
Mrs. Arthur McConhea
Mrs. Guy Maupin
Mrs. Raymond Morehead
Mrs. Snell Marshall
John Dorsey Marshall
McGee Claude McDonald
Mrs. Claude McDonald
Mrs. Frank McBride
Mrs. Opie McCallister
Mrs. Clyde Marshall
Selma Lou Milhollin
Ruth Ellen Mize
Charlotte Lois McBride
Mrs. Elsie Marie McCory
Opal Joyce Milhollin
Belva Sue Milhollin
Patsy Carol McBride
Norma Lee McBride
Richard Lee Milhollin
June Gentry Morgan
Marion Dale Morgan
Connie Marie Morgan
Marilyn Jean Morgan
Vickie Lou Morgan
Alan Dale Morgan
Cheryl Lynn McBride
Larry Dale McBride
John Charles McBride
I. G. Noel
J. C. Nevins
Stella May Nevins
Jay Russell O'Bannon
Mrs. Joseph Parks
Laura Bell Pickett
W. A. Pollock
Mrs. W. A. Pollock
Harry Lee Powell
Anna Bell Powell
Lillian Pepple Deskins
Mrs. Henry Reed
Mrs. Parker Rollins
S. R. Rector
Henry Clyde Reed
Mrs. Walter Roberts
Nannie Bell Rutter
Patsy Louise Ransdall
Mrs. Will Stewart
Mrs. S. B. Simpson
J. R. Spires
Mrs. J. R. Spires
W. C. Settles
Mrs. W. C. Settles
Willie O. Shearer
Mrs. Ralph Sanders
Martha Lou Stewart
Mrs. John Stewart
Nevelle H. Sanders
Kathryn Dolores Spauldin
Jacqueline Louise Spauldin
Jewel Ann Sanders
Julia Irene Seaver
Gloria Ray Seaver
Eleanor Ray Standly Seaver
Harold Andrew Seaver
David Marshall Seaver
Scott Howard Sanders
Susan Kay Sanders
Sharon Lee Sanders
Brian James Snell
Mrs. Mollie Tyner
Mrs. Luther Tyner
Joseph Louis Tanner
Anna Bell Trussell
Bobby Joe Tanner
Lou Ann Tanner
Scott Wilson Tanner
Mrs. Velton Vance
Mrs. Charles Vance
George Brooks Vaughn
Mary Beth Vaughn
Sara Jane Vaughn
Mrs. Add West
J. E. Wilson
Mrs. J. E. Wilson
Mrs. G. B. Willingham
Norma Fay Wilson
Mattie Marie Wilson
W. J. Williams
Mrs. Silas Wainscott
Mrs. Cal Woodring
Mrs. Logan Webb
B. F. Wilson
Mary Irene Wilson
Artie Dean Wilson
Violette Jean Willingham
E. H. Walker
Mrs. Louie Williams
Emily Lou Williams
James Donald Young
Mary Dell Young
Belinda Ann Young
Original church buildings decay, and become
inadequate. They are remodeled or rebuilt. Pastors come and go,
the membership personnel changes, but the church marches on. The
last worship service will never be held as long as there are
congregations and churches--as long as man searches and yearns
for God, as long as minds, young and old wend their way to the
Father's house in search of wisdom and truth. There will always
be more to learn and to teach concerning the Master of life. The
ministry of our church and it's affiliated organizations have
touched the lives of many. There are many waiting and many yet
unborn for whom the church will point out certain lights along
We who have caught the torch from our founders and many others who have passed it on to us are thankful for the past and humbly take up the challenge for the future.
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