Hubby and I are taking a break from working around the house for a couple of days. We decided to head up to Frankfort, Kentucky and use that as our base of operations for touring the, errrr ... ummm... distilleries. Yes, we hopped on the Bourbon Trail!
We first introduced ourselves to bourbon almost 10 years ago on a trip from Michigan. We took the self-guided tour at the Jim Beam distillery and thus began our love affair with bourbon. We even became Bourbon snobs.
We made the same stop Sunday, and were amazed at the changes. We even introduced ourselves to the Red Stag Honey Tea bourbon. Yum. Tomorrow? Woodford Reserve. Maybe even Heaven's Hill.
I feel a great affinity for the bourbon distillers of yester year, since half of dad's family came from Kentucky. I always feel right at home researching in Kentucky, digging up those family trees.
As for that briefcase full of paper? Maybe I'll work on some of the stuff I dragged down with me, maybe not!
Copyright 2010-2013, ACK for Gene Notes
Gene Notes
Monday, May 20, 2013
Saturday, May 18, 2013
Sympathy Saturday - Uncle Fred
Fred was married to my mother's aunt Hilda. I may have met him a time or two at family functions, but since my mom wasn't really close to her relatives other than her brother, sister, brother-in-law, sister-in-law and nieces and nephew, I may have not been conscious of him. I grew up referring to her cousins as aunts. I guess she thought the concept of 1st cousins a generation removed was too much for our childish minds.
At any rate, when great uncle Fred was referred to, it was in whispers. It wasn't until much later as an adult that mom told me that Jones wasn't really his name and that she thought he had done time in prison.
When I started researching the family, one of my cousins, pointed me in the direction of his name. Once I had that, a trip to the state archives in Lansing, Michigan (I am, of course, a former Michigander) and the help of my favorite archivist (my cousin, Mary), I found uncle Fred's prison record.
Fred was born in Ashtabula, Ohio, February 11, 1898. From 1922 to 1924 he was incarcerated in Jackson Prison, in Jackson, Michigan. He married Hilda on August 12, 1924 in Detroit, Michigan, and they had three children. He died May 18, 1977 in Warren, Michigan.
Copyright 2010-2013, ACK for Gene Notes
At any rate, when great uncle Fred was referred to, it was in whispers. It wasn't until much later as an adult that mom told me that Jones wasn't really his name and that she thought he had done time in prison.
When I started researching the family, one of my cousins, pointed me in the direction of his name. Once I had that, a trip to the state archives in Lansing, Michigan (I am, of course, a former Michigander) and the help of my favorite archivist (my cousin, Mary), I found uncle Fred's prison record.
Fred was born in Ashtabula, Ohio, February 11, 1898. From 1922 to 1924 he was incarcerated in Jackson Prison, in Jackson, Michigan. He married Hilda on August 12, 1924 in Detroit, Michigan, and they had three children. He died May 18, 1977 in Warren, Michigan.
Copyright 2010-2013, ACK for Gene Notes
Friday, May 17, 2013
If It Goes Any Slower ...
Turtles are faster than me going through all these death records. Almost every one of the records I pulled do not match something in the information I found previously, or was given, or is new or makes me search for more information. Almost worse than census! I try to get through them, but really? I think it's going to take a while.
If you don't hear from me, I'm probably buried under a pile of paper in my office!
Copyright 2010-2013, ACK for Gene Notes
If you don't hear from me, I'm probably buried under a pile of paper in my office!
Copyright 2010-2013, ACK for Gene Notes
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