Mr. Rumfield

 September 1, 1870 - November 3, 1960

Mr. Rumfield was a neighbor of my grandparents in McAdoo, Texas.  As for as I know he never married and had no children.  He did have a sister, because he had a nephew that attempted to steal his land.  There was a court case and he did keep his farm land.  I was a small child and was able to sit in the court room and listen to the case.  I was only about 8 years old or so and don't recall many of the details.  The nephew had come to visit him at some point and got him to sign a will and several years later the land was put up of sale and interested parties were coming to look at the farm for purchase.  "Rummy", as he was called by his neighboring farmers could not read or write.  What was thought to be a will, turned out to be the dead to his land and the nephew had put the farm up for sale.  My father and all of the neighbors testified at the trial.  Rummy was able to keep his land. 

Rummy bought a car in 1928 even though he could not drive and never learned to drive.  The young boys of the neighboring farmers were more than willing to drive him any time and wherever he needed to go.  I was with my Dad once when he took Rummy to Spur, Texas to the bank where he cashed a check to get some money.  I remember seeing the bank teller writing out the check and then giving it to Rummy for his signature--his mark (a large X) on the signature line. 

I remember Mr. Rumfield always visiting my grandparents for holidays and special events. He was part of the family and is buried in the Stephenson family plot of the cemetery at McAdoo.  My father told me that in his youth Rummy, went on several cattle drives and was also a stage couch driver, all  before he settled on his farm in 1911.  When I was a young boy my father and I would often stop by his farm house and visit for a while.  On some occasions Rummy would tell my father, "Jim, I need another bottle of whisky."  Apparently, Dr. Nichols had told him to drink one shot of whisky every evening before bedtime. 

When I was visiting him with my dad, I would often take his coal bucket and go outside and fill it and bring it into the house.  He had no heat in the house except for his coal/wood stove.  Mr Rumfield always gave me an empty peanut butter jar with a side handle as a reward. 

 

     Hosie Polaski (HP) (Bid) (Rummy) Rumfield
 Maybe when he was working on the Swenson Ranch - maybe early 1900s  His tombstone located in the McAdoo Cemetery inside the Stephenson plot  About Rummy including his Obit