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Name: CADDICK, Charles John (Dr.) (Major)
Birth Date: 26 Feb 1874 West Bromwich
Death Date: 10 Nov 1939 Sotik
First Date: 1919
Profession: Gravestone in Nakuru cemetery says - For 20 years burgher and farmer at Kericho and Sotik
Area: Lumbwa, Chelimo Kericho & Sotik, Kapsarurua North Sotik
Married: In Walsall 1909 Winifred Emily Ellen Pearman Smith b. Walsall 1888, d. 9 May 1918 Great Malvern
Children: John Pearman (1910 Walsall); Alfred Victor (20 Nov 1914 Walsall-15 Feb 2000 Westminster); Mary Margaret; Agnes Helen; Godfrey Armstrong (31 May 1912 Walsall-2003 Birmingham)
Book Reference: KAD, Red 25, Curtis, Red 22, KGC, Dominion, Golf, KAD, Red 31, Hut, Barnes
War Service: Boer War - Imperial Yeomanry
General Information:
Agnes Shaw: Major CJ Caddick, a pioneer in cattle farming who lived in Kenya for 20 years. He spent the last eight in Sotik as our next-door neighbour. He moved to Kapsasura Farm in lived there until he died in November 7939. He was quick to see the potential of the rich grazing, which he used to say was Sotik's greatest:asset, and of dairying as a basis for a mixed farming economy. After clearing, fencing and cleaning up one or two paddocks by the dipping of native cattle in this tick infested area, he introduced some high grade Jersey cows, as well as a pure-bred bull which he imported from South Africa. In spite of heavy losses, he persevered and that his faith was more than justified was bome out by the splendid herds of high-grade cattle, sired by pure-bred bulls, which grazed those fertile hills for twenty years and more thereafter. For more than anything else, it was the monthly cream cheque which pulled Sotik out of its Slough of Slumps.
To us he was a kindly neighbour and many's the evening he spent
in our armchair reminiscing about the Boer War. Our difflculty was to
dislodge him at bedtime, and when we reached the point in the story
'there stood Smith Dorien up on the bridge and I said to him' Brian and I knew it was time to attract his attention to the lateness of the hour by beating up the cushions, etc. He would then rise, "Good gracious, I'm afraid I've kept you up a bit," and depart. Dear old man, we missed him after his death, and Kapsasura without him never seemed quite the same.