come
sit a spell
on the porch with me
i have fresh squeezed lemonade
and coated candy sweet for the soul
lean back in southern comfort
and listen
as i tell you
a giant of a tale
about my
great great great
uncle
Martin Van Buren Bates
born in Whitesburg, Kentucky
November 9, 1845
youngest of eleven
the baby who grew
to 7 feet 2 inches tall
full grown at 450 pounds
attending Emory and Henry College
was drafted into the great civil skirmish
military ribbons earned
fighting guerilla warfare
along the Virginia border
Seventh Confederate Calvary
now the tallest captain
what a sight he must have been
upon horseback
waging war
in 1865 he headed north
seeking Cincinnatus
decided to perform
in the circus
first for Wiggins & Bennoitt
eventually PT Barnum
the giant from Letcher County
took center stage across
the anxiously waiting world
in the spotlight
off he went to every corner of the states
then on to
Great Britain, Canada, France, Spain, Switzerland
Austria and Russia
it was this place in time when
the well traveled giant
met his match
sailing the Atlantic
two stars
collided upon the ocean
Anna Swan
a giantess
from New Annan, Nova Scotia
who stood four inches taller
at 7 feet 6 inches
Martin had finally met a woman
he could look up to
she too had held court on all the finest stages
she had played Lady Macbeth in New York
they began to perform together
dramatic readings and theatrical shorts
twice they gave command performances
before Queen Victoria
it was here in London
where our pre Virginia tobacco plantation
family tree is rooted
my greatest of uncles
said vows before his bride
on June 17, 1871
at
Saint-Martin’s-in-the-Field
London
they became
and Guinness proclaimed
the world’s tallest married couple
the queen gave him a watch and chain
my aunt a diamond ring
royal wedding presents most epic
they retired
from public life to a farm
upon 130 acres of Seville, Ohio
for his wife
Uncle Martin
who was known as
Big Man Bates
built
an 18 room mansion
14 foot ceilings
and custom made furniture
they had every modern comfort
the huge barn proclaiming Bates
was known for its prized cattle
and gargantuan draft horses
it was here two baby boys were
born and died
their little hearts couldn’t take the
weight of
being the largest babies born on record
ten years apart each over thirty pounds
each lived less than a day
a plaster cast of the youngest
in the Cleveland Health Museum
ten years after
Anna succumbed to the size of her grief
dead one day shy of 42
a special coffin was made
for her only the finest would do
my uncle penned an autobiography
that was published posthumously
to my delight
he was something of a writer
he told stories of his other worldly journeys
and great military coups
but it was the love for his wife
that was the largest point of the narrative
called
The Kentucky River Giant
in the conclusion of the book
my great great great uncle Martin
wrote the most beautiful words
ever placed into ink for a woman
“I cannot conclude without endeavoring
in some small degree
to testify
my unbounded love
for the wife who seems
to have been created for me.
To her kindness, her intelligence,
her religious and ever faithful care,
I owe a debt that even life
cannot repay.”
Martin died on January 19, 1919
He is buried beside Anna
and the baby boys in
Mound Hill Cemetery
monolithic in
Medina County Ohio
only the barn bearing the name Bates
remains
final vestige
of the most immense
love affair
to ever
grace
the willing
earth
4 replies on “Saint-Martin’s-in-the-Field”
LOVED THAT! So the house is not there now? I love it….
Some family tree…
No, Sharon, the house was dismantled in 1948 and the materials were used to fashion a smaller house for the people who owned it then. Only the barn remains.
And yes, sir, it is quite a history…
He believed she was created for him…how often does a love like that exist?