The Dallas Journal, Volume 42, 1996 Page: 15
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G. H. Barganier, 55, died in a local hospital Monday morning at 5 o'clock after an illness
of several weeks' duration ... He was born in Alabama October 4, 1887, and came to
Falls county in 1907 where he has been engaged in extensive farming interests. He was an
active member of the Methodist church, and of the Masonic Lodge ... Mr. Barganier was
well-known throughout central Texas and was always counted among one of the leaders in
movements for the advancement of Falls county and the community in which he lived.
Obituary from The Marlin Democrat, dated May 18, 1943.
Mother and Aunt Lois both remembered how much their father, Guy Herman Barganier,
loved to eat and to host dinners. Aunt Lois talked about the catfish suppers her father liked to
host on his land down by the river. Guy Herman would invite the politicians and his neighbors
in June just before the July elections so they could get to know one another. In addition to the
catfish fried in huge black tubs, there were barbequed beef, pork, and chicken and a wash pot
of red beans. The adults would talk and eat. The kids played baseball while the old women
watched the babies and rocked in the cool shade under the dense branches of the Cottonwood
I decided to retreive a piece of wood from the old Barganier homeplace in Cedar Springs for
Mother's eightieth birthday. She had pointed out the piece to us on our last trip to Cedar
Springs. Mother's brother had nailed his initials, "JHB MD" into the wood of the wash house
when he was about ten. Guy Herman, their father, had told my uncle Herbert that he did have
a choice of what to do with his life --- Herbert could either be a doctor or a lawyer. Herbert
had decided to be a doctor.
The homeplace had been sold after Guy Herman's death, but I wrote and received permission
to retrieve the nail signature from the present owners. So, one day Roger and I struck out for
Cedar Springs, an hour-and-a-half drive from Duncanville. I was shocked when we got to the
homeplace because the grass, weeds, and wildflowers were chest-high. Our last trip, the land
had been cleared. So began our adventure which included fire ant bites, climbing fences,
avoiding thorns and generally acting like the greenhorn city-folk we are. The first trip wasn't
successful because though we managed to pry the piece of wood out of its place in the wash
house, the wood was too long to carry in Roger's sports car. That meant a second trip, this
time with a chain saw. Finally, we recovered the prize and presented it to Mother on
December 7, 1991. The fire ant bites began to heal after about three weeks.
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