My name is Brenda Stanton Avila. It is through the Stantons that I connect to the

Matlocks. My Great-Great Grandmother was Nancy Matlock Daughter of Isaac Matlock.

Nancy married George Stanton, 1867 Desoto Co MS. "The name Following the Rivers

with The Matlock/Medlocks" comes from the fact that at times it seems like we are

following the rivers as often as we do the Census schedules, and whatever else we

can get our hands on.


It was some twenty years or more ago that I started researching the Matlocks. Along

the way I have met many wonderful relatives now long gone and have crossed over to

the other side. To name just a few, there was Marie Harris, Melba Woods, and Ruby

Matlock Edgar Matlock's wife, for by the time I had contacted Edgar he had already

passed. I have pictures of Marie and Ruby and letters, to treasure, which are now 

that are all that is left behind from those days. I never had the pleasure of

meeting Jess Armstrong  but am ever so thankful to Shawn for putting out her work,

and can't count the number of times I have gone to the Encyclopedia section for

clues and guidance or just a hint on where was so and so and who did he belong to. 


Since the computer era, I have met double the number of great relatives! Without

their help this website wouldn't be what it is. And again to name just a few, Wanda

who is as nuts as I am and went along with me and transcribed the census records

from 1790-1920, all states, and several of the different spellings that we ran across.

It took Wanda and I about 3 yrs to get that project along as far as we have, with the

hopes of someday being able to add more information in time. 


Terry, who has guided me through South Carolina and who has really a great knowledge

of the Matlocks that were there. Terry who is always off on one adventure or another

be it by computer or by car. Special thanks goes out to Terry for she has actually

been to Virginia and has literally "followed the rivers"  and has sent me pictures

of the areas where the Matlocks were in New Kent County Virginia as well as pictures

of the Rivers that are named in some of the deeds in Virginia. Someday when I get a

scanner I hope to add these pictures.


Sam, who if it wasn't for him the Matlock/Medlock DNA Project would of never taken off

like it has. It too can be viewed at Wanda and my Census Web Site. I can't count the

numerous packages by snail mail that Sam has sent with different pieces of information

that he has found in the different libraries; in I don't know how many different states. 

Sam is like Terry and is always off on adventures too.


Carolyn who shares a Great-Great Grandmother, Jane Dotson Petty Matlock with me, and

is still searching Arkansas for Jane in 1900. Carolyn who isn't related to Jane's 2nd

husband Isaac Matlock but yet has helped me over the years researching him.


Mary Jean and the dedication that she has for George Matlock's line and for her ever so

perseverance in searching Georgia as well as Louisa County Virginia, spending the hours

transcribing Louisa County Court records and willing to share her discoveries.


Emma, who has the love for Alabama and Florida; Dear Emma whose "love of her life"

passed away on Dec. 10 2003, yet Emma still has time to "instant message" me or to

answer my instant messages to her. Emma, who is always there for anyone who needs



Loretta who has the love for Texas and Mississippi. She too is always ready to answer

an "instant message" be it just chit-chat on "what's for dinner " or about research on

a new grave she has found. Loretta come "hell or high water" , always off to some

graveyard, dragging herself home after being in hit by another car (Thank-God She was

Ok!) just to come on line to discuss the findings she found in that Cemetery. Loretta

who was more excited about the new relative she met at the Cemetery that day instead

of how bad her husband vehicle had been tore up.  Yes she was sore, but not to sore to

take off to another graveyard off in Texas.


Joe who has shared his wealth of information that he has collected over time, as well as

his DNA sample. His DNA sample that left it us all rather surprised. We never dreamed of

Sam and Joe being a perfect match. Joe's DNA links Sam and Terry's ancestors to the depths

of Virginia. Someday we hope to find out exactly to which ancestor of Joe's the Sam and

Terry will belong to.


Winnie, who is still "dancing". Winnie celebrating her 65th Wedding Anniversary. Winnie

who is ever so caring and sharing and for wanting to get as much info on the web that

she can.


Jana, our "List mother" in charge of the Matlock and Medlock surname list at Roots Web.

Jana and her ventures in North Carolina to Tennessee to Indiana. Thanks to Jana in

helping Shawn set up his web site, where there is a wealth of information.


Roger, who is no longer on line, but who has the passion for Virginia and South Carolina.

Roger who is in the snail mail mode of things at this time, is still in contact. He has

recently remarried and sent a picture of him and his new bride in a Christmas card. Roger

who took the time to view the records in New Kent County Virginia, in which he may of

discovered another son of John Sr., or perhaps a brother. Be it brother or son, there's

still leaves us with the fact that there is hope of always finding something new.


Curt, who has been alot of help with the NJ and PA Matlack's.


Without all of us pulling together, sharing, and discussing the different findings, this

webpage couldn't be what it is. I thank all of you for the time you have each given me.


On the next page will be some of the people whose ancestors that will be listed here,

along with their Email addresses. If you find that you are related to any of them please

Email them. They would be glad to hear from you. I would also like to add links to the

place I mentioned here. Just click on the underlined words.


MATLOCK CENSUS Including various Spellings






A Message from Joe Matlock :


One of the things I would suppose that everyone gets to do growing up is to attend family

reunions.  It was always held at the site of somebody’s “old home place” way back up in

country, beyond the power lines and plumbing, just across the road from where that school

on top of the four mile hill in each direction that was perpetually covered in a howling

blizzard used to set.  The two-room dog trot log cabin now covered in siding with the fruit

house outback and the orchards that grew chiggers bigger than most deer ticks.  The two

big maples in the front yard with the stone wall boarder and grass that was always cut with

a reel push mower and the drive way that really was only as big as a one horse wagon. Somewhere

between that third piece of your grandmothers cross laced crusted apple pie and the ticks versus chiggers softball game in the orchard (the chiggers have a 3 game wining streak going), someone

would try to tell you stories of how it was when they were growing up, just after the war (yes

that “War”), when things were really tough.  And if your were smart or so nearsighted a softball

looking like a grape approaching your head at the speed of a bullet you would come to realize

that your great-uncle not only knew everybody in the county but where they really were buried

and he was nearly willing to tell you their best kept secrets if only you would stop digging at

those chiggers and pay attention.  It would not be until it was your children playing in the

orchards (the ticks are up 3-2 with runners on 1st and 3rd) that you would come to realize that

envelope of papers you had been left as a legacy was of far more value to the family and way

more cool than the rattlesnake rattle your first cousin got.  Suddenly everybody wanted to know

what was in Uncle Marvin’s papers.  How many more generations have your found and what did they

do?  And adjusting your glasses to the very end of your nose you can tell them about the gamblers

and horse thieves and runaways, and just plan good folk that you all came from.  But now the

pressure is on. Each year you will need more facts and more stories.  Soon this hobby is occupying

more time than your job.  How many lunch hours can you spend at the library furiously scribbling

with that number 2 pencil copying out notes from the census records before all of those William’s

and John’s and James’s and Henry’s run together into one large collection of cousins their own

mother couldn’t tell apart.  Well relax cousin.  Sit down. Stop digging at those chiggers and

have another slice of that pie.  You’re home.  Or at least to the reunion site.  Here is your

legacy, horse thieves, warriors, preachers of various stripes, and those just plain good folks

who only got their name in the paper twice, once at birth and again at death.  Look around

carefully.  Check your facts against ours.  Ask questions.  A lot of folks, whose names are on

these pages, spent a lot of time in that library and have here published a lifetime work here so

help us out and give back that one fact, that one bit of information that your grandmother

mentioned only once in passing that may help us tie all of this together.  If setting before a

computer screen endlessly reading list of names and dates and places is not what gets your heart

started then give us some blood.  Actually just a few cell of tissue for a DNA test will do just

fine.  In all seriousness we need for all of the male cousins of the name, Matlock or Medlock or

Matlack or Matlick, to meet together at each gathering, select a representative, and get the

testing done.  This will resolve more of the questions of descent than anything else we can do. 

So welcome, good luck in your search and keep in touch. Signed... Joe Matlock    



Now on to the family trees:



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