I was born and spent much of my early years
in a grimy coal mining camp in West Virginia
during the mid 1930’s and early 1940’s. In spite
of the disadvantages of those early years I
studied hard, worked hard and over time
became a key executive for an Ohio
international manufacturing company,
heading up our home operation in Solon, Ohio
and assisting other operations around the
I retired at age 61 and rekindled two interests;
writing and the search for my Savage
ancestry, a project that I had begun twenty
years earlier. I published two books about the
12 generations of my Savage ancestry which
began in America in the early 1600’s in the
Jamestown, Virginia Colony. As a result, I
found that Savage is the oldest continuing
family name in America.
I have sold my books to Savage descendants
living throughout the United States and
Books by R. Blair Savage
This Page Was
SAVAGE IS MY NAME
I've spent many, many years tracing my ancestry to Thomas Savage
the Carpenter, who first appears in Virginia records in 1632
Thomas is referred to, in Virginia history, as "The Carpenter" to
differentiate him from Ensign Thomas Savage of the same period
and location on the Eastern Shore expansion of the Jamestown
in 1995 I published a book covering the thirteen generations from
he to my grand-children. After the book was completed I continued
the search for the antecedents and descendants of this remarkable
man. The book is entitled;
SAVAGE IS MY NAME
A History of Thirteen Generations of a
Savage Family in America
contact me at the email address listed near the bottom of this
Unless you can determine that you are likely a descendant of
Thomas Savage the Carpenter, SAVAGE IS MY NAME would
probably be of little value to you. It does not explore the many
branches of the Carpenter's descendants. It is limited to the male
line from the Carpenter to myself and probable siblings found in
each generation, although it does provide Eastern Shore
information about neighbors and surroundings of the first five
generations of my Savages. From the Eastern Shore of Virginia
the generations trace through Delaware, Maryland, Pennsylvania,
West Virginia and Ohio.
The fifth generation below Thomas the Carpenter is Robinson T.
Savage and the link above right will take you to the page where I
identify over 4000 of his probable descendants.
My books are available for
Who was the father of
Thomas Savage the Carpenter?
What was his connection to
Ensign Thomas Savage?
We know they were related,
I explore this in:
Savage Is My Name - Part II
A Study of the lives and Relationship of
Thomas Savage the Carpenter
Ensign Thomas Savage
Virginia's Eastern Shore
1607 - 1655
This follow-up to my original book,
SAVAGE IS MY NAME
is also high quality hardback, 130 pages, illustrated.
The 2nd edition of my novel, THE BLACKWATER SHAFT will be available on amazon.com by 11-12-17
I wrote a book of
short stories about 50
years of hunting,
fishing, scuba diving
and other adventures.
It’s titled; 12 GAUGE
The stories are
timeless. Some are
raucous --- all true.
Cole grips her shoulder firmly and again pleads, "Nicki, listen
to me, let me explain!" But, she doesn't hear. Her thoughts
have already flashed back to her childhood and the large
sign printed on the tipple in Glen Haven. In large, dingy
white, block letters, it reads, HEADLEY COLLIERY COMPANY.
The long buried memories return; Why is Momma crying? I
will not cry, because if I cry it means I may never see Poppa
again, so I will not cry.
Nicki's world slowly begins to darken. It grows shadowy,
fuzzy, murky, silent and morbid. In this world she sees her
hand reach for the door latch. She lifts, and then slowly
pushes the door away
"What is it, Grandmother?" He asks, leaning close and taking her hand.
"Ben," she pleads in a frail whisper, "You must promise me that you will never close the
Blackwater shaft." She makes a barely audible coughing sound, then continues, "Promise me,
Ben, that you will always leave a way for my Robert to come home."
Ben's eyes fill with tears. His parents, Nat, and the others lean closer to try to hear what
Grandmother Lu is saying, but only Ben can understand her words. Alex does not need to hear,
he knows instinctively what his mother is asking of Ben.
Lucretia holds a determined look at her grandson's face. With a newfound clarity of voice and
mind, and with startlingly penetrating eyes, she again appeals, "Ben, promise me."
The tears roll freely down Ben's cheeks, dripping onto Lucretia's lacy blue gown. He whispers,
"Grandmother, I love you, and I love Grandfather, and I promise you faithfully that I will always
keep a safe way for Grandfather to come home to you."
A smile slowly transforms her pale face into a picture of tranquility. She gives Ben's hand a
delicate squeeze. With her eyes now closed, she whispers, "Thank you, Ben, thank you."
methane gas in section 65 just behind the face of room #1, off entry 64, that when
the charge of dynamite went off it blew through the wall into section 65 and ignited
several thousand cubic feet of gas. No, no person would ever know exactly what
events triggered the tragedy that killed 23 miners.
pain. He slaps the mare on her flank, urging her upward and
forward. She goes down again. Thoughts flash through the
soldier’s mind. He knows he's been shot and he needs to find
cover before the shooter reloads. The shooter must be using a
muzzleloader. With a repeating rifle he would have gotten off a
second shot by now. Dawson pulls hard on the reins, trying to get
the mare back on her feet. She tries, but he's pulling so hard, so
hard that it hurts. She raises her great head to try to relieve the
pressure. She finds solid footing under her hind feet. She raises
her head higher. Dawson yells and pushes on her neck. She paws
at the air in a desperate attempt to maintain her balance. She
feels a fire and terrible pain in her side. She's confused and
frightened, exhausted and hurting, and her normally powerful
rear legs collapse as she falls backward.
|Coal mining is dangerous. Actions of the Navy SEALS are heroic. Iranian terrorists are here in America. This is an interesting and exciting novel. It has suspense, love stories, intrigue, action, high tech,
civil war action, office of the president, Appalachian Mountains, mystery
I edited a book about my big brother. I want his
descendants to know what a special guy he is.
Several years ago I asked Darrell to jot down his
memories. I took those notes and put the words in
form the way that I know he would say them.
I learned a lot from this guy. If only he were as
handsome as me he could have ruled the world.
|We've Moved. Here's my new address.
I've changed the cover and
made some slight
to the interior, but no
changes to the story itself.
A few excerpts from:
The Blackwater Shaft
eyes on those of the sergeant, looking for the sign of recognition, of
realization that he has been duped, but he has his blade twisting in the
sergeant’s chest before the realization comes, and instead of
comprehension, the sergeant’s eyes suddenly show confusion,
puzzlement, and remarkably, anger.