Milton DeVault and Nicknames
To me
he was just the mayor.
Milton
DeVault is the first Kingsport mayor that I can remember. I was seven when he
took office in 1955, succeeding John Wimberly.
In
my memory he resembled the mayor of Mayberry, short, round, a perpetual grin on
his face.
He did
not look like a legendary athlete. He looked like a mayor.
So I
was shocked a few years ago when I began reading about him in newspapers of the
twenties. He was on the earliest Kingsport High football teams and in later
years he was often called the best player ever to suit up for K.H.S. football. And
he played on the same teams with Bobby Dodd!
He
didn’t play one of the glamour positions: quarterback or running back or
receiver. He was a center – “pivot” they called it in the twenties. I never
heard about his athletic prowess growing up. That’s probably because he never
played college football.
The reason
that he didn’t play college football was that he was often injured. From his
senior yearbook, the 1926 Kingsport Central High School annual: “Because of
injuries Milt did not play in many games this year. In the Knoxville game and
again against Bristol, Va., he limped on the field and so inspired his team
that its line held like a stone wall.”
It was
only this week, while reading through some more old newspaper clippings, that I
discovered the injury. According to the stories, he had fallen arches that kept him
out much of his senior year.
The other
remarkable thing about Milton DeVault that I learned recently was his nickname:
Jargo.
I have
no idea what it meant. I haven’t been able to find any reference to what a
Jargo was. But there were other “Jargo’s” in the area over the years:
J.R.
“Jargo” Evans, a Kingsport auto painter, who appeared occasionally in the crime
reports for possession of alcohol.
Eugene
“Jargo” McConnell, a Nickelsville carpenter.
Joris
“Jargo” Catron, a Pennington Gap insurance salesman.
Garland
“Jargo” Sluss, a Dungannon coal miner.
It was
while digging around trying to find out why Milton DeVault was nicknamed Jargo
that I came across this 1942 column by Kingsport Times sports editor
Irwin Cole. He had found in the Times files a 1926 Kingsport High
football program. Cole reported that every one of the 36 players had a
nickname.
Everybody
on the team had a nickname!
Cole
added, “I imagine some of the nicknames would bring a chuckle to their families
today [1942] and strange as it may seem some of the nicknames have stuck these
many years.”
That
gave him an excuse to write about a number of those nicknames:
“They
tell me that Frank Meredith is still ‘Gabby’ and Fred Clyce of bowling fame is
still ‘Speedy’ to his pals.
“The
team had three brothers, Richard, nicknamed ‘June,’, Guy and Crile Bevington,
and the average age of the squad was 17 years, the average weight 144 pounds.
...
“Tennessee
University's Bobby Dodd, now backfield coach at Georgia Tech, was nicknamed
‘Rabbit.’
“Jimmy
‘Little Jimmy’ Hamlett, the undertaker, certainly showed the bigger boys that
you didn't need heft to play football and it was lots playing tougher playing
the game 16 years ago. ... Jimmy weighed 86 pounds, according to the program,
and stood only five feet tall....
“Malcolm
Coates, brother of Guy Coates of the current team, was quite a player in his
day, and his nickname was ‘Cherry Hill.’
“Robert
Poston down at Eastman was listed as ‘Frog’ on the 1926 program and he's known
as that to this day.
“Forrest
Dorsey, the captain of the team, was known as ‘Humpy.’ ... He is now a school
principal in Michigan....
“Stanley
Angle, now believed in the armed forces as an officer, was known as ‘Ostrich.’
“Paul
Hug, now at Memphis State, was known as ‘Cotton Top’ to his cronies.....
“Winton
Compton was ‘Lefty.’...
“Ed
Robinson, brother of the superintendent of schools [Ross N. Robinson] was
‘Crusie’....
“Nat
Reasor was nicknamed ‘Soup Bone.’”
That
means they had a team made up of Gabby, Speedy, June, Rabbit, Cherry Hill,
Frog, Humpy, Ostrich, Cotton Top, Lefty, Crusie and Soup Bone!
If Jimmy
Hamlett was a lightweight, Milton DeVault was the exact opposite. He was
overweight.
In 1925
all 138 boys in the high school were weighed by the Physical Culture department,
according to a story in the Kingsport Times.
At the
first weigh-in, Milton was listed as 16 pounds overweight. (We know from a 1924
newspaper story that he weighed 151 ¾ pounds.)
One
boy, Bill Gibson, was listed as 73 pounds overweight! (He weighed 225 pounds according
to the 1927 D-B yearbook). Another, Dan Coates, was 32 pounds over. Milton was
third on the overweight list at 16 pounds over.
I dug
around and found a few nicknames for other players from those early teams:
“Gentleman
Bill” Pendleton
Matt
“Shiek” Lunn
Tommy
“Stankley” Stevenson
Emary
“Jitney” Blankenbecler
Lee
“St. Vitus” Meredith
Harry
“Zip” Cox
Nicknames
used to be a big part of growing up. Kids were proud of their nicknames. Enos
Lord stood up in my seventh-grade art class and corrected Mr. Buchanan when he
read the roll: “Enos Lord.” “Call me ‘Junebug,’” he said.
A few
years back Lynn Johnson (D-B ’58) told me a few of the nicknames from his
youth. “Bob Strickler was a year behind me in school and from the earliest days
we called him ‘Pot.’ A lovely girl in my class, Mary Belle Cox, was known as
‘Mert.’ Dr. Bill Locke, later President of Northeast State, was known as
‘Cooter.’ Charles Sproles, an excellent football player at D-B in the early
60's, was known as ‘Poochie.’ Kenneth Cross, a dentist from my class, was known
as ‘Bump.’”
Name
calling was an honor not a disgrace.
I
played high school basketball with a Snake, a Scrounge, a Bullet and a Zora Molla.
Snake
wasn’t sneaky, he was six-six and lanky; Scrounge was always diving on the
floor; Bullet supposedly had a bullet shaped head, and Zora Molla took his name from his favorite fighter, Zora Folley.
We
cherished our nicknames.
Sometimes
kids wanted a nickname so badly that they would create one. Lynn Johnson told
me Melvin Joseph nicknamed himself “Jose” by writing the name on his football
helmet. “Melvin was a freshman Spanish student at the time. Jose was Spanish
for Joseph.”
But
usually the nicknames came from someone else.
In
my day one kid was responsible for most of the name-calling, Tony Drakos.
I
asked Tony how he came to be the Arbiter of the Epithet. (Actually I asked him
why he gave so many people their nicknames.)
“It
may have been partly a reaction to my own nickname. Everybody called me
‘Greek.’”
The first
nickname he bestowed on anyone was Carson Oats for Allan Rice. Tony doesn’t
remember where it came from but you can see a logic: Rice, Oats. “But once I
figured out I could get away with it, I just kept doing it.” He nicknamed Eddie
Grills “Ratt” and Joe King “Winger.”
And
when Eddie balked at being called “Ratt” Tony assured him it was okay.
Eddie
says, “Tony told me it was spelled with two t’s and that if you pronounced it
backwards it was Ta-Tar!”
And
who wouldn’t want to be nicknamed Ta-Tar!
I’ve
had three nicknames over the years – two at the same time - but none of them
ever really stuck.
On
the basketball team Ron Litton nicknamed me “Machine.” It was, of course,
because I was a scoring machine.
Pause
for rimshot and laughter.
It
was, of course, NOT because I was a scoring machine. I was not a scoring
machine. Just check the score book. It was because I had a herky-jerky style.
At least that’s what Ron said, and still maintains. I have no way of knowing.
There was no videotape in the early sixties.
I
was also “Shed” - Dommie Jackson called me that because his dad and my dad grew
up together in the Green Shed section of Fall Branch.
Later
when I worked at Channel 10 News in Knoxville during my grad school years, there
were four of us on the night shift and we adopted what we thought were “good
old boy” nicknames for each other. We called our anchor Carl Williams “Junior”
(he actually was a junior). Reporter-photographer Rusty Brashear was “Jerry”
because at the time it seemed every good old boy we interviewed was named
Jerry. Another reporter, Will Fitzgerald, was, naturally, Willard. And I became
Bubba, for no particular reason except that every clot of good old boys seemed
to have a Bubba. Those nicknames lasted about a year before Will took another
job and I quit to get serious about school.
Jerry
still calls me Bubba – and I still call him Jerry – but it’s more like an old,
old joke than a real nickname.
So what
was your nickname?
And do
you think J. Fred Johnson had a nickname? I can’t imagine what it would have
been.
A
little more about Jargo DeVault:
David
Milton DeVault was born in 1906 in Fordtown, graduated from Kingsport Central
High School in 1926 and died in Kingsport in 1978 at age 72. He was the Mayor
of Kingsport from 1955 till 1959. He and his wife Florence Baum had two kids,
David who was born in 1938, and Elizabeth “Betty,” who was born in 1941. In the
fifties, when he was mayor, the family lived at 1365 Watauga Street.
His
“baby brother,” as the Kingsport Times called him, was Charlton
“Chauncey” DeVault who ran a sporting goods store in Bristol. He was also president
of the Appalachian Baseball League for 32 years.
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