Last year's post:
Family History Resolutions
Are you having a hard time figuring out what you want to accomplish in 2010? [Remember these are 2010's resolutions.] I have so many ongoing projects, many of which are hugely time-consuming, that I sometimes have trouble setting goals. The ideas are there, it is the follow-through. I won't even attempt to blame husband for distracting me.
1. Photos. We moved bins full of photographs with us from Michigan. I've managed to have both daughters paw through them and pull out what they want. If there was anything they had that I wanted a copy of I scanned it. Wow, the blessing of scanners, eh? So my goal is for husband and I to go through all the photos we have and pull out what we want to keep. And put them in albums. The rest will be discarded. I've decided that while the concept of double prints was a good thing at the time, allowing us to share with family those precious moments of our lives, it has just added to the problem of what to do with all those photos. This doesn't even include father-in-law's photos we brought with us. We can hardly discard them, and most of them are in some type of album. I have to admit, that I hadn't even touched this one. However, I did carve out some workspace in the storeroom, so this is still number one on my list.
2. To-Do files. I want to continue to work on those items I set aside to work on at a future date. I'd really like to be more organized and more consistent with this. I cleared a lot of items off the To Do list. This is probably one of the easier resolutions to keep.
3. I'd like to get back into a genealogical society. Sadly, the local society here in mid-Tennessee is not all that I would like it to be. Maybe I should resolve to start attending meetings again. I did join the Upper Cumberland Genealogical Association last year. And now it is time to renew my membership. It's been an interesting journey.
4. I think I'd also like to get back into Genealogical speaker mode again. I haven't spoken to a group in years because of my work schedule when I worked at the library. Since my schedule involved some nights and weekends, it virtually put an end to my speaking career. Haven't done anything along this line. It's been a busy year and I'm not sure I even have the drive to do this anymore.
5. Convince hubby to make another trip to Lexington, Kentucky Cemetery so I may photograph more of my families graves. Start working up other cemeteries to photograph. Husband actually was pretty easily convinced to make a trip there in the spring. And a trip to the Lexington Public Library. And I have started lists for two other cemeteries.
6. Keep up this blog. I'm not sure I'll keep up the weekend, but hope to have plenty of material for Monday-Friday. Yay! Not only did I managed Monday through Friday, but did manage Saturday too! The highlight of the blog? Being nominated for one of the 40 Best Genealogy Blogs by Family Tree Magazine.
7. I am adding printing up a cookbook which is a duplicate of my recipe file for each of my daughters. Since some family recipes are included, it is a way to pass those recipes down through the generations.
8. Finish transcribing the letters my grandfather and a few other people wrote to my uncle John Percival during World War II. These are actually more informative than the letters he wrote to his future wife during World War I. This is actually NUMBER ONE on my 2011 list of resolutions.
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Friday, December 31, 2010
Thursday, December 30, 2010
Thriller Thursday - Josiah Percival
From the Diary of Benjamin Percival:
Thursday, 3 February, 1803, this day Josiah Percival was Drowned.
What Benjamin's diary doesn't say was that he fell through while cutting ice on Hog Pond, which was on their property on Cape Cod. Josiah was also Benjamin's son.
The diary entry was subsequently followed by this one:
Monday, 7 February 1803, this day Josiah was buried he was 13 years old the 8th day of last October.
His tombstone inscription reads:
"In memory of Josiah, son of Mr. Benjamin and Mrs. Lydia Percival, he died Feb. 3rd 1803 in his 14 year."
He was buried in Tobey cemetery, which is located on land owned by Hewlett-Packard, or was when we visited the cemetery in 1998. The picture is a reconstruction of his headstone. Vandals visited the cemetery and knocked every stone down.
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Thursday, 3 February, 1803, this day Josiah Percival was Drowned.
What Benjamin's diary doesn't say was that he fell through while cutting ice on Hog Pond, which was on their property on Cape Cod. Josiah was also Benjamin's son.
The diary entry was subsequently followed by this one:
Monday, 7 February 1803, this day Josiah was buried he was 13 years old the 8th day of last October.
His tombstone inscription reads:
"In memory of Josiah, son of Mr. Benjamin and Mrs. Lydia Percival, he died Feb. 3rd 1803 in his 14 year."
He was buried in Tobey cemetery, which is located on land owned by Hewlett-Packard, or was when we visited the cemetery in 1998. The picture is a reconstruction of his headstone. Vandals visited the cemetery and knocked every stone down.
Wednesday, December 29, 2010
Wedding Wednesday - Whiteside & Hall
Today's Wedding is that of Virginia Whiteside, who was my mom's much older cousin and William Hall. Virginia was the daughter of my grandfather's oldest sister, and grandpa was the youngest, being twelve years younger than his sister, Phene. So when Virginia and William Hall were married on December 29th, 1925, my mother was 22 months old.
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Tuesday, December 28, 2010
New Year Countdown, Part 2
Yesterday I posted things I still have left to do, none of which included removing the Christmas decorations.
Today, on the more positive side this is what I have accomplished.
I've added 4,298 relatives to my database.
I've added 528 sources.
I've removed 110 to do items from my database. Then I added two more!
And I've added 2,766 images to my database.
I made some hot pads for the counter (3.)
Learned to use a Cricut.
Made lots of cards, scrapbooked lots of pages, even made gift card holders.
Started organizing store room/craft room.
Sewed a cover for my Cricut.
And best of all enjoyed my family for Christmas. We had both kids with us for the first time since 2003. It was wonderful.
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Today, on the more positive side this is what I have accomplished.
I've added 4,298 relatives to my database.
I've added 528 sources.
I've removed 110 to do items from my database. Then I added two more!
And I've added 2,766 images to my database.
I made some hot pads for the counter (3.)
Learned to use a Cricut.
Made lots of cards, scrapbooked lots of pages, even made gift card holders.
Started organizing store room/craft room.
Sewed a cover for my Cricut.
And best of all enjoyed my family for Christmas. We had both kids with us for the first time since 2003. It was wonderful.
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Monday, December 27, 2010
New Year Countdown, part 1
On the Monday before the New Year I still have left to do:
4 World War II draft registrations
7 Ship manifests
2 tax records
21 World War I Draft registrations
20 obits/marriage/miscellaneous announcements to transcribe
337 census
3 confederate pensions
5 naturalizations
104 marriages
2 US Military academy applications
14 Passport applications
4 probate files
62 letters to transcribe!
and a daughter to drive to the airport.
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4 World War II draft registrations
7 Ship manifests
2 tax records
21 World War I Draft registrations
20 obits/marriage/miscellaneous announcements to transcribe
337 census
3 confederate pensions
5 naturalizations
104 marriages
2 US Military academy applications
14 Passport applications
4 probate files
62 letters to transcribe!
and a daughter to drive to the airport.
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Saturday, December 25, 2010
Merry Christmas
I am enjoying Christmas with my family, but I wanted to make sure I wished you all a Merry Christmas.
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Friday, December 24, 2010
Maine Vitals
I noticed last week that Ancestry had put images for Maine Vital records up and thought it was a good time (in between craft projects) to troll for Percivals. I found a few surprises which is always nice. Then there is the indexing. What can I say about Ancestry indexing that I haven't already said? I am at the point where I don't even bother making corrections, because the indexing is so bad I'd be correcting 50% of their records. One I found the othe day was Joseph Lester Percival. Now while I don't have a Joseph Lester Percival, I thought I'd look at the record anyway. Okay, it wasn't supposed to be Joseph Lester, it was supposed to be Joseph FOSTER. And it very clearly says Joseph Foster Percival. Hello? I do have him in my database. Since when does Fo look like Le?
It is irritating because I pay Ancestry for access to these records. Do they pay me for making their corrections? I'm sure I have submitted at least 100 corrections this year. Maybe more.
And some of their databases? No idea why I can't find some people by putting in partial search terms. Like Jos* Pfeiffer. He can only be found by searching Pfeiffer and putting in the year of his death - 1920 (Pennsylvania Veteran Burials.)
Please Santa, as a last minute gift, fix Ancestry's indexing.
Well, it is Christmas eve, my family is all together for the first time in years, and we are going to negotiate on opening presents early. Mine, not theirs! Actually, I have too much of my dad in me and we won't open them until Christmas. But I can string them along. Who says Christmas is for kids?
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It is irritating because I pay Ancestry for access to these records. Do they pay me for making their corrections? I'm sure I have submitted at least 100 corrections this year. Maybe more.
And some of their databases? No idea why I can't find some people by putting in partial search terms. Like Jos* Pfeiffer. He can only be found by searching Pfeiffer and putting in the year of his death - 1920 (Pennsylvania Veteran Burials.)
Please Santa, as a last minute gift, fix Ancestry's indexing.
Well, it is Christmas eve, my family is all together for the first time in years, and we are going to negotiate on opening presents early. Mine, not theirs! Actually, I have too much of my dad in me and we won't open them until Christmas. But I can string them along. Who says Christmas is for kids?
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Thursday, December 23, 2010
Thriller Thursday - Dr. Herbert D. Percival
Imagine it is the mid 1890's in Los Angeles, California. You're a doctor, born in Lafayette county, Missouri in 1859. Your parents have both passed - your father in Arkansas in 1863 as a lieutenant in the 5th Missouri Cavalry, CSA; your mother passed in 1886 in Missouri.
After your mother remarried, you and your younger brother were farmed out to relatives. You attended medical school at the Ohio Medical College in Cincinnati, across the Ohio River from Covington, Kentucky where you lived with your Uncle Jabez Percival and Aunt Kate. You have a cousin, William, who graduated with honors from Ohio Medical College in the same class. His parents were wealthy, you're a poor relation. In order to graduate, you have to borrow $25.00 from your brother John Henry Percival, known as Henry to friends and family. $25.00 is a lot of money to your brother, but he lends it.
In June 1884 you married Kate Gray in Covington. For a while, you were employed in Devil's Lake, North Dakota. The following June your wife presented you with your only child, Robert Hemingray Percival, who unfortunately only lives just over 6 weeks.
By the early 1890s you are ensconced in practice in Los Angeles. Perhaps you practice with your cousin William Percival, whose parents and other siblings all moved to Los Angeles in the mid 1880s.
You took your fees in cash and goods. You were never comfortable collecting fees from your patients, but despite that you went out one day to collect fees from your patients, because you too had bills to pay and accounts to settle. But you were never seen again. Were you accosted and robbed and killed for the fees you had collected?
Family lore has it that foul play was suspected. Your family never knew what became of you. Your widow, Kate, married your widowed cousin Dr. William Percival. His first wife died in 1892. You disappeared about 1893. Your widow and your cousin were married in 1897. Did they have you declared dead?
Did you brother ever try to search for you? By the time of your disappearance, Henry had married Nellie Maitland and they had one son, John Stearns Percival, named for your father and grandfather. Their daughter, Mary was not born until 1895. Unfortunately, except for one letter written by you to Henry in 1884 from Devil's Lake, North Dakota, there are no clues as to your relationship with your only sibling.
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I am so curious to know what Herbert's ultimate fate was. There are three possible scenarious that I see.
1. He was killed, and body disposed of while collecting fees - the family lore.
2. He ran off. I think he may have felt that he was always second to whatever cousin William did. William was top in his class at Ohio Medical College; William had four children who survived into adulthood. William was the son of wealthy parents; Herbert was the poor relation.
3. This supposition is really insidious - William & Kate conspired in the death of Herbert. Maybe Kate decided she wanted to dump her husband for her hubby's more successful cousin. William's wife Susie died in March 1892 from septicemia. Possibly from a miscarriage?
Sadly, I'll probably never know exactly what happened or even when he died. He's my family's mystery man.
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After your mother remarried, you and your younger brother were farmed out to relatives. You attended medical school at the Ohio Medical College in Cincinnati, across the Ohio River from Covington, Kentucky where you lived with your Uncle Jabez Percival and Aunt Kate. You have a cousin, William, who graduated with honors from Ohio Medical College in the same class. His parents were wealthy, you're a poor relation. In order to graduate, you have to borrow $25.00 from your brother John Henry Percival, known as Henry to friends and family. $25.00 is a lot of money to your brother, but he lends it.
In June 1884 you married Kate Gray in Covington. For a while, you were employed in Devil's Lake, North Dakota. The following June your wife presented you with your only child, Robert Hemingray Percival, who unfortunately only lives just over 6 weeks.
By the early 1890s you are ensconced in practice in Los Angeles. Perhaps you practice with your cousin William Percival, whose parents and other siblings all moved to Los Angeles in the mid 1880s.
You took your fees in cash and goods. You were never comfortable collecting fees from your patients, but despite that you went out one day to collect fees from your patients, because you too had bills to pay and accounts to settle. But you were never seen again. Were you accosted and robbed and killed for the fees you had collected?
Family lore has it that foul play was suspected. Your family never knew what became of you. Your widow, Kate, married your widowed cousin Dr. William Percival. His first wife died in 1892. You disappeared about 1893. Your widow and your cousin were married in 1897. Did they have you declared dead?
Did you brother ever try to search for you? By the time of your disappearance, Henry had married Nellie Maitland and they had one son, John Stearns Percival, named for your father and grandfather. Their daughter, Mary was not born until 1895. Unfortunately, except for one letter written by you to Henry in 1884 from Devil's Lake, North Dakota, there are no clues as to your relationship with your only sibling.
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I am so curious to know what Herbert's ultimate fate was. There are three possible scenarious that I see.
1. He was killed, and body disposed of while collecting fees - the family lore.
2. He ran off. I think he may have felt that he was always second to whatever cousin William did. William was top in his class at Ohio Medical College; William had four children who survived into adulthood. William was the son of wealthy parents; Herbert was the poor relation.
3. This supposition is really insidious - William & Kate conspired in the death of Herbert. Maybe Kate decided she wanted to dump her husband for her hubby's more successful cousin. William's wife Susie died in March 1892 from septicemia. Possibly from a miscarriage?
Sadly, I'll probably never know exactly what happened or even when he died. He's my family's mystery man.
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Wednesday, December 22, 2010
Wedding Wednesday - Maitland & Urquhart
Helen Maitland, daughter of Dr. Alexander Maitland and Jean Wilson, sister to my great-great-great grandfather, Alexander Maitland.
28 Dec 1842: In this city [York or Toronto], on 22nd inst., George Urquhart, to Helen, youngest daughter of the late Alexander Maitland, M.D., Haddington, Scotland. (Rev. J. Jennings)
(Ontario Register, 1780's - 1870's, British Colonist, Toronto, 1840-1848, p. 246.)
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28 Dec 1842: In this city [York or Toronto], on 22nd inst., George Urquhart, to Helen, youngest daughter of the late Alexander Maitland, M.D., Haddington, Scotland. (Rev. J. Jennings)
(Ontario Register, 1780's - 1870's, British Colonist, Toronto, 1840-1848, p. 246.)
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Tuesday, December 21, 2010
Happy Anniversary to -- Gene Notes!
I can't believe it's been a whole year since I started writing Gene Notes. I have to say it has been an interesting experience.
I really have to thank Ancestry.com, FamilySearch.org, Genealogybank.com, Missouri State Archives, SeekingMichigan.org, and all those wonderful indexed sites, all the people indexing (good and bad) for providing fodder for this blog. I especially thank my ancestors, siblings, spouse and descendants for providing me with tons of material for my blog.
I hope you've enjoyed this first year as much as I have and thank you for reading, following, and passing the word.
Anne
[Image courtesy of Franck Boston * illustrationsOf.com]
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Monday, December 20, 2010
Checking it Twice ...
Wow, I have been busy. One last item to pick up for Christmas for DH, and the cleaning and then I am done. Well, I'll be making cookies next week, but other than that and picking up Younger Daughter, I think I have things under control.
I had some fun and made some gift card holders with my Cricut, sewed some hot pads - the kind you set hot things on, not for getting stuff from oven and made a dust cover for my Cricut.
Now I think it is time to go back to the Maine Vital Records on Ancestry.
Don't forget that this is the last day to vote for your 40 Best Genealogy Blogs at Family Tree Magazine. The ballot is here.
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I had some fun and made some gift card holders with my Cricut, sewed some hot pads - the kind you set hot things on, not for getting stuff from oven and made a dust cover for my Cricut.
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| Dust cover for my Cricut. |
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| Another gift card holder |
Don't forget that this is the last day to vote for your 40 Best Genealogy Blogs at Family Tree Magazine. The ballot is here.
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Saturday, December 18, 2010
Sympathy Saturday - Frances Vivian Branham Gaitskill
Frances was the granddaughter of Frances Vivian Webb "Franky" and William Bourne Branham, and is a second cousin four times removed. Her grandmother was my fourth great grand-aunt and the sister of my ancestor Augustine Webb.
Frances was born November 26, 1827 in Bourbon county, Kentucky and died December 18, 1901 in Winchester, Kentucky. Her Find-a-Grave memorial can be found here.
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Frances was born November 26, 1827 in Bourbon county, Kentucky and died December 18, 1901 in Winchester, Kentucky. Her Find-a-Grave memorial can be found here.
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Friday, December 17, 2010
Making My List(s)
Christmas lists, grocery lists, to-do lists. It seems that I am constantly looking at some type of list these days, and really, who isn't? It is such a busy time of year, that I am afraid if I don't make a list of what needs to be cleaned, shopped for, wrapped, sent, etc, that sure enough I will forget it.
We're having a houseguest for Christmas, younger daughter, who is flying down to spend Christmas with us. I can't tell you how much we are looking forward to it. I pray daily for the weather to cooperate so that she gets to Detroit Metro airport safely, her plane takes off safely and that it arrives safely in Nashville, and that the roads are safe for us to drive to Nashville safely.
My DH's eyes about bugged out when he saw the grocery list. I reminded him that the list included the makings for several suppers including Christmas day. Most of the time I only cook when older daughter comes for dinner, so it will be a treat to have younger daughter here too.
Then there is my craft list of things I want to accomplish on my sewing machine so it can be put away and the craft/storage room cleaned up. Also I have some stuff hanging around in the guest room to be put away and the room freshened for younger daughter's visit.
As I sit here and type this, I am thinking of more things to be done. Panic mode won't kick in until next weekend, though, so I think I have it under control. Maybe.
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We're having a houseguest for Christmas, younger daughter, who is flying down to spend Christmas with us. I can't tell you how much we are looking forward to it. I pray daily for the weather to cooperate so that she gets to Detroit Metro airport safely, her plane takes off safely and that it arrives safely in Nashville, and that the roads are safe for us to drive to Nashville safely.
My DH's eyes about bugged out when he saw the grocery list. I reminded him that the list included the makings for several suppers including Christmas day. Most of the time I only cook when older daughter comes for dinner, so it will be a treat to have younger daughter here too.
Then there is my craft list of things I want to accomplish on my sewing machine so it can be put away and the craft/storage room cleaned up. Also I have some stuff hanging around in the guest room to be put away and the room freshened for younger daughter's visit.
As I sit here and type this, I am thinking of more things to be done. Panic mode won't kick in until next weekend, though, so I think I have it under control. Maybe.
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Thursday, December 16, 2010
Thriller Thursday - Six Lost on Ohio River
Presumed dead.
Six Persons Drowned Near Vevay - On the 1st of January (1847) six persons left Vevay Island in a small skiff, about 8 o'clock in the evening to go to the Kentucky shore, the wind blowing very fresh. It is believed they were all drowned, as no tidings have been received from any one of the party since.
We obtain this intelligence from Mr. Walton Craig of Ghent, Ky., whose father and brother were in the skiff, and are missing. Mr. C. entertains no doubt that the whole party were drowned.
Benjamin Craig, senior, aged 70 years, 6 feet in height, sandy complexion, had on a black box coat and cloth vest with red sleeves. Silas L. Craig, aged 24 years, had on a suit of blue mixed jeans.n to our older citizens.
(Ohio Statesman, Cincinnati, Ohio, 7 January 1847, p2.)
[Note: Vevay Island, Indiana is across the Ohio River from Ghent, Kentucky.]
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Mr. Walton Craig, living at Ghent, will give a reasonable reward to any person who will convey the bodies of his relatives, should they be found, to his residence for interment.
Mr. Craig, we hear it said, was owner of Vevay Island, and well know
Six Persons Drowned Near Vevay - On the 1st of January (1847) six persons left Vevay Island in a small skiff, about 8 o'clock in the evening to go to the Kentucky shore, the wind blowing very fresh. It is believed they were all drowned, as no tidings have been received from any one of the party since.
We obtain this intelligence from Mr. Walton Craig of Ghent, Ky., whose father and brother were in the skiff, and are missing. Mr. C. entertains no doubt that the whole party were drowned.
Benjamin Craig, senior, aged 70 years, 6 feet in height, sandy complexion, had on a black box coat and cloth vest with red sleeves. Silas L. Craig, aged 24 years, had on a suit of blue mixed jeans.n to our older citizens.
(Ohio Statesman, Cincinnati, Ohio, 7 January 1847, p2.)
[Note: Vevay Island, Indiana is across the Ohio River from Ghent, Kentucky.]
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A Mr. Howard and another white man (a fisherman, name unknown) with two negroes composed the missing party.
Mr. Walton Craig, living at Ghent, will give a reasonable reward to any person who will convey the bodies of his relatives, should they be found, to his residence for interment.
Mr. Craig, we hear it said, was owner of Vevay Island, and well know
Wednesday, December 15, 2010
Wedding Wednesday - Zimmet & Bescher
This is a fun record because it documents the relationship of the bride and the groom. They were first cousins. Francis Bescher's (also seen as Basher) mother and Josephine Zimmet's (also Zimmeth) father were brother and sister. Also, it's in Latin. The image is extremely dark on the right side and I've attempted to lighten it. Also, the Michael Zimmeth family ended up using Simmet rather than Zimmeth. According to my grandfather, Charles Louis Zimmeth, his father was mad that his brother Michael's family used Simmet rather than Zimmeth, so he stopped communicating. Which is probably why we never knew until recently that some of Michael's descendants also moved to Michigan. The couple mentioned below, however, remained in the Buffalo, New York region.
(St. Mary of the Assumption Catholic Church, Lancaster, NY, Marriage Records.)
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Tuesday, December 14, 2010
Nominations for 40 Best Genealogy Blogs
My friend, Carol at Reflections from the Fence and I have both been nominated for Family Tree Magazine's 40 Best Genealogy Blogs for 2011. I would have to say this is truly an honor. Really. Not that I don't appreciate the "awards" I've received from other bloggers, because those are important too. It means my blog is being read. This one, however, is really special. So whomever nominated me? Thanks.
There are a lot of great blogs nominated. You can go here to see the list and here to vote for your fave 40 by December 20th.
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There are a lot of great blogs nominated. You can go here to see the list and here to vote for your fave 40 by December 20th.
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Monday, December 13, 2010
On the First Day of Christmas
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| Christmas tree, lit & decorated |
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| Snowbuddy Snowville |
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| Bear Nativity |
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Saturday, December 11, 2010
Sympathy Saturday - Mary Klijewski Kruszka
This was my DH's paternal grandmother. She died December 11, 1957.
KRUSZKA - Mary. Dear mother of Arthur, Bernard and Mrs. Leona Stack; daughter of Mrs. Max Kruszka of Buffalo, New York; also survived by six grandchildren, two brothers and one sister. Funeral Saturday at 8:15 from the L. J. Griffin Funeral Home, 17600 Plymouth rd., (near Southfield) and to St. Robert Bellarmine Church at 9. Interment Mt. Olivet. Buffalo, New York papers please copy.
It's also an example of a death notice with misinformation in it. She was the daughter of Mrs. Max KLIJEWSKI, not Kruszka. One grandchild was not yet born when she died.
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KRUSZKA - Mary. Dear mother of Arthur, Bernard and Mrs. Leona Stack; daughter of Mrs. Max Kruszka of Buffalo, New York; also survived by six grandchildren, two brothers and one sister. Funeral Saturday at 8:15 from the L. J. Griffin Funeral Home, 17600 Plymouth rd., (near Southfield) and to St. Robert Bellarmine Church at 9. Interment Mt. Olivet. Buffalo, New York papers please copy.
It's also an example of a death notice with misinformation in it. She was the daughter of Mrs. Max KLIJEWSKI, not Kruszka. One grandchild was not yet born when she died.
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Friday, December 10, 2010
Two Weeks Before Christmas ...
And here I am still prepping for the Holidays. It seems that things keep getting thrown in my way. First it was a twisted knee, which finally feels better, now its an abscessed tooth. Next week I have an appointment with an endodontist to start a root canal. Oh how much fun can we have!
Since we moved into our house here, I've waited until after all the leaves are dropped and the yard guy comes to clean the gutters before our lights go up. This year, the cold, the twisted knee and the abscessed tooth are slowing me down. I hate that. I did manage to get some Christmas shopping done though, for which I am grateful.
Younger daughter and I continue our Christmas countdown until she arrives here on the 22nd. Since this will be the first Christmas our immediate family has been together in seven years, we are eagerly anticipating her visit. I pray for no nasty storms to keep her up north!
My other projects included some sewing projects and some time alone with my Cricut. All before Christmas. Yeah. Just as soon as I am finished decorating!
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Since we moved into our house here, I've waited until after all the leaves are dropped and the yard guy comes to clean the gutters before our lights go up. This year, the cold, the twisted knee and the abscessed tooth are slowing me down. I hate that. I did manage to get some Christmas shopping done though, for which I am grateful.
Younger daughter and I continue our Christmas countdown until she arrives here on the 22nd. Since this will be the first Christmas our immediate family has been together in seven years, we are eagerly anticipating her visit. I pray for no nasty storms to keep her up north!
My other projects included some sewing projects and some time alone with my Cricut. All before Christmas. Yeah. Just as soon as I am finished decorating!
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Thursday, December 9, 2010
Thriller Thursday - James and Thomas Percival
From the Columbian (Massachusetts) Centinel, December 26, 1821:
Drowned. - At Barnstable, on Thursday forenoon last (by falling through the ice on a pond,) James and Thomas aged 8 and 11, children of Capt. Thomas Percival of sch. Reaper.
Their memorial at Find-A-Grave can be found here.
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Drowned. - At Barnstable, on Thursday forenoon last (by falling through the ice on a pond,) James and Thomas aged 8 and 11, children of Capt. Thomas Percival of sch. Reaper.
Their memorial at Find-A-Grave can be found here.
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Wednesday, December 8, 2010
Wedding Wednesday - Bowman & Wilmot
This marriage is between my 1st cousin 4 times removed Sallie Bowman & John L. Wilmot.
On the 7th instant, by the Rev. Curtis J. Smtih, J. L. Wilmot, Esq. and Miss Sallie daughter of Geo. Bowman of this county.
Source: Kentucky Observer & Reporter, December 23, 1848, p3 c6.
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On the 7th instant, by the Rev. Curtis J. Smtih, J. L. Wilmot, Esq. and Miss Sallie daughter of Geo. Bowman of this county.
Source: Kentucky Observer & Reporter, December 23, 1848, p3 c6.
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Tuesday, December 7, 2010
All I Want For Christmas
Dear Santa,
I've been about as good as I can be this year. Enclosed is my Christmas list.
1. Blogger. Fix adding the pictures, the clickability of the images also needs work.
2. Ancestry. Fix their *$&+ images. I hate getting this message:
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View the Immigration Records Collection
View the Family & Local History Collection
3. While we're at it, lets fix the problems over at FamilySearch beta. There is a problem with New Hampshire deaths (the one with images) and then there is a Missouri deaths database that has Michigan deaths dumped into it. Whatever happened to quality control.
4. I'm tired of so-called updates and fixes screwing up the software. Do you hear me IE? What about you Firefox?
5. This is totally unrelated to genealogy, software, browsers, indices. How about some peace on earth? Goodwill towards men?
6. I would also like a return to being able to wish someone a Merry Christmas without fear of offending someone. I think that Political Correctness has gone too far.
7. This is America, we speak ENGLISH here. Why do I need to hit "1" if I want to hear a message in English. I also don't want to hear the Spanish equivalent for that.
I am not asking for all of the above. Just one would work.
Thanks you Santa.
Anne
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I've been about as good as I can be this year. Enclosed is my Christmas list.
1. Blogger. Fix adding the pictures, the clickability of the images also needs work.
2. Ancestry. Fix their *$&+ images. I hate getting this message:
Error Processing Request
BookInfo is Null (Invalid Page Number)
Please try the following:
Click the Back button to try another link.
Click the Refresh button, or try again later.
View the collection.
View the Census Records Collection
View the Historical Newspaper Collection
View the Immigration Records Collection
View the Family & Local History Collection
3. While we're at it, lets fix the problems over at FamilySearch beta. There is a problem with New Hampshire deaths (the one with images) and then there is a Missouri deaths database that has Michigan deaths dumped into it. Whatever happened to quality control.
4. I'm tired of so-called updates and fixes screwing up the software. Do you hear me IE? What about you Firefox?
5. This is totally unrelated to genealogy, software, browsers, indices. How about some peace on earth? Goodwill towards men?
6. I would also like a return to being able to wish someone a Merry Christmas without fear of offending someone. I think that Political Correctness has gone too far.
7. This is America, we speak ENGLISH here. Why do I need to hit "1" if I want to hear a message in English. I also don't want to hear the Spanish equivalent for that.
I am not asking for all of the above. Just one would work.
Thanks you Santa.
Anne
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Monday, December 6, 2010
Making a List - Checking It Twice!
1. 2009 Christmas cards checked against last years list; addresses verified.
2. 2010 Christmas card list updated.
3. 2010 Christmas card labels printed.
4. Oops, not enough cards. Off to store to purchase some more!
5. 2010 Christmas letter written & printed.
6. 2010 Christmas cards signed.
7. 2010 Christmas cards stuffed with newsletter and stuffed into envelopes.
8. 2010 Christmas labels applied to envelopes.
9. 2010 Christmas return address labels applied.
10. 2010 Christmas envelopes stamped.
11. 2010 Christmas cards mailed.
Hmm. I'm a little behind this year, since last year they went out the day after Thanksgiving. Only missed it by a few days.
Still left, the rest of the Christmas decorating, and prepping the guest room for younger daughter who gets in to town in two weeks and two days. But who is counting? This is where I miss having a basement, because I used to be able to leisurely put up my tree and decorations. Now that said decorations are kept in the shed in the back, it has to be dry enough to go out to get the decorations and then put them back. After the loss of trees and the yard being taken over by equipment, it gets a little muddy back there.
Also left is the menu planning for the five days younger daughter will be in town. I know she misses her momma's cooking. I have a vague idea for Christmas, Christmas eve is turkey pot pie that now sits in the freezer, prepared after Thanksgiving. Also on the menu are chocolate chip pancakes and sweet and sour meatballs. And then there are leftovers for the day after Christmas. That takes care of dinner.
Then there is my Christmas shopping to finish - er start!
Am I getting a little obsessed with Christmas planning? Yes. This is the first time since 2003 that we have spent Christmas together. I am really looking forward to it!
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2. 2010 Christmas card list updated.
3. 2010 Christmas card labels printed.
4. Oops, not enough cards. Off to store to purchase some more!
5. 2010 Christmas letter written & printed.
6. 2010 Christmas cards signed.
7. 2010 Christmas cards stuffed with newsletter and stuffed into envelopes.
8. 2010 Christmas labels applied to envelopes.
9. 2010 Christmas return address labels applied.
10. 2010 Christmas envelopes stamped.
11. 2010 Christmas cards mailed.
Hmm. I'm a little behind this year, since last year they went out the day after Thanksgiving. Only missed it by a few days.
Still left, the rest of the Christmas decorating, and prepping the guest room for younger daughter who gets in to town in two weeks and two days. But who is counting? This is where I miss having a basement, because I used to be able to leisurely put up my tree and decorations. Now that said decorations are kept in the shed in the back, it has to be dry enough to go out to get the decorations and then put them back. After the loss of trees and the yard being taken over by equipment, it gets a little muddy back there.
Also left is the menu planning for the five days younger daughter will be in town. I know she misses her momma's cooking. I have a vague idea for Christmas, Christmas eve is turkey pot pie that now sits in the freezer, prepared after Thanksgiving. Also on the menu are chocolate chip pancakes and sweet and sour meatballs. And then there are leftovers for the day after Christmas. That takes care of dinner.
Then there is my Christmas shopping to finish - er start!
Am I getting a little obsessed with Christmas planning? Yes. This is the first time since 2003 that we have spent Christmas together. I am really looking forward to it!
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Saturday, December 4, 2010
Sympathy Saturday - Anna Bowman Kinnaird
Anna Worthington Bowman Kinnaird was the daughter of Abram Bowman and Mary Tomlinson and was my second cousin three times removed. She married James Kinnaird in 1877 and he predeceased her in 1904. Her record at Find-a-Grave can be found here.Copyright 2010, ACK for Gene Notes
Friday, December 3, 2010
The Dilemma
This is the time of year I really start to feel pulled in different directions, Christmas. But doesn't everybody have that feeling this time of year. There is so much to do: shop, plan meals, decorate, bake. Honestly, I don't know which to tackle first. So I didn't. Instead, I tackled my genealogy to do list. What started me down that totally unrelated road? Well, I came across a to list item that I put on my list of things to do before we moved from Michigan to our temporary home in a condo here in Tennessee. Well, we moved out of that condo in 2008. I have all my files (I hope) where I can get at them, and I had about ten items that required me to look at research I did in the 1990s. Wow. So I started the task of cleaning up my to do list. Then I discovered I had inadvertently added some of my obituaries from Lexington, Kentucky newspapers to my Allen County Public Library list. I have no idea how that happened, but those were easily transferred. There were several items that I had found over the years, but never removed from the list. All in all, I cleaned out 69 items.
I really wish I could get that enthusiastic about putting up the tree. But since the boxes are all in my living room, I guess I better get started.
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I really wish I could get that enthusiastic about putting up the tree. But since the boxes are all in my living room, I guess I better get started.
Copyright 2010, ACK for Gene Notes
Thursday, December 2, 2010
Thriller Thursday - Calvin Percival
DEATH NOTICE FROM THE OCTOBER 27, 1810 "WESTERN SPY": On Saturday, 20th instant, as two young men were crossing the Ohio, opposite Lawrenceburgh, in a craft loaded with sand, it sunk and they were both unfortunately drowned. Their names were Calvin Percival, second son of Doctor Percival of that town, and Sampson Smith, an active industrious carpenter, formerly resident in this place.
Calvin was the brother of my great-great-great grandfather John Stearns Percival. At the time of his death he was 15 years old.
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Wednesday, December 1, 2010
Wedding Wednesday - Bowman and Dickerson
Robert Todd Bowman and Elizabeth Dickerson were married in Winchester, Clark county, Kentucky on December 1, 1835. Robert was the son of William Bowman and Nancy Todd Parker and therefore was my second great granduncle. He died about 1866 possibly in Covington, Kentucky; Elizabeth died about 1889 probably in Kansas City, Missouri.
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Tuesday, November 30, 2010
There's One in Every Family - COG 100th Edition
Jasia at Creative Gene suggested the above topic for the 100th Edition of Carnival of Genealogy. I love it. Our family has one, but which to choose?
1. Our family of course has an oldest child, who happens to be the only son. Some have referred to him as the Golden Child.
2. Our family has the oldest daughter, the princess. This one also happens to be our family's rebellious one.
3. Our family has two middle children. I am the older of the two middle children, and as a kid, I would have been classified as the sickly one. I was also the preemie.
4. The second middle child would be known as the quiet one. This one would go into a closet and cry in private. She's not so quiet now.
5. Our family has two surprise children - you know those that come long after the initial onslaught of baby-making. Number one surprise child was born when child number four was 7. Mom and dad had given away all the baby stuff, crib, playpen, etc shortly before mom announced she was expecting. This is our big baby - she weighed over 8 lbs and weighed a lot more than the usual 6 pounds mom delivered.
6. Surprise child two was also the baby. The one we had fun picking out names - seems like her middle name was always going to be Elizabeth. I can hardly remember if we even bothered picking out a boy's name at this point.
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1. Our family of course has an oldest child, who happens to be the only son. Some have referred to him as the Golden Child.
2. Our family has the oldest daughter, the princess. This one also happens to be our family's rebellious one.
3. Our family has two middle children. I am the older of the two middle children, and as a kid, I would have been classified as the sickly one. I was also the preemie.
4. The second middle child would be known as the quiet one. This one would go into a closet and cry in private. She's not so quiet now.
5. Our family has two surprise children - you know those that come long after the initial onslaught of baby-making. Number one surprise child was born when child number four was 7. Mom and dad had given away all the baby stuff, crib, playpen, etc shortly before mom announced she was expecting. This is our big baby - she weighed over 8 lbs and weighed a lot more than the usual 6 pounds mom delivered.
6. Surprise child two was also the baby. The one we had fun picking out names - seems like her middle name was always going to be Elizabeth. I can hardly remember if we even bothered picking out a boy's name at this point.
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Monday, November 29, 2010
A Pleasant Unlooked-For (Almost) Surprise
I love browsing new/updated databases. Last week, I chronicled the finding of a burial place for Joseph Pfeiffer when I found an update on Pennsylvania Veteran burials on ancestry.com.
Last Saturday, while browsing updated databases at Family Search, I found a real surprise - the marriage record of Michel Meyer, son of Jean Meyer & (Marie) Catherine Zimmeth (Zimmet) in Pfastatt, Haut-Rhin, France to Crescentia Schlienger. Michel was born in Roeschwoog, Bas-Rhin, France in 1843. His mother, Marie Catherine Zimmeth, is my first cousin, 3 times removed. Or she is a first cousin to my great-grandfather, August Zimmeth. August was the son of Josef Zimmeth and Catherine Boegler; Marie Catherine was the daughter of Josef's brother Sebastien. Sebastien's family seems to disappear from records and the only two children I don't have death records for are Marie Catherine and her brother Louis. Now, I knew that Marie Catherine had married Jean Meyer in Roeschwoog, but I had nothing more on their seven children other than birth dates and death dates of the three children that died young. So finding a marriage record for even one of them makes me quite happy. That made me feel brave and so I ventured into the birth records and found two children - Achille, a son, born in 1869; and a daughter, Emilie, born in 1870. Ancestry also yielded a citizenship declaration in 1872 for Achille, Emilie, and Crescentia (Michel's wife) Meyer.
Oddly enough this is Meyer Family number two in my database. The other Meyer family is from Germany and is also related to the Zimmeth family. Kind of scary, but I'll take the record!
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Last Saturday, while browsing updated databases at Family Search, I found a real surprise - the marriage record of Michel Meyer, son of Jean Meyer & (Marie) Catherine Zimmeth (Zimmet) in Pfastatt, Haut-Rhin, France to Crescentia Schlienger. Michel was born in Roeschwoog, Bas-Rhin, France in 1843. His mother, Marie Catherine Zimmeth, is my first cousin, 3 times removed. Or she is a first cousin to my great-grandfather, August Zimmeth. August was the son of Josef Zimmeth and Catherine Boegler; Marie Catherine was the daughter of Josef's brother Sebastien. Sebastien's family seems to disappear from records and the only two children I don't have death records for are Marie Catherine and her brother Louis. Now, I knew that Marie Catherine had married Jean Meyer in Roeschwoog, but I had nothing more on their seven children other than birth dates and death dates of the three children that died young. So finding a marriage record for even one of them makes me quite happy. That made me feel brave and so I ventured into the birth records and found two children - Achille, a son, born in 1869; and a daughter, Emilie, born in 1870. Ancestry also yielded a citizenship declaration in 1872 for Achille, Emilie, and Crescentia (Michel's wife) Meyer.
Oddly enough this is Meyer Family number two in my database. The other Meyer family is from Germany and is also related to the Zimmeth family. Kind of scary, but I'll take the record!
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Saturday, November 27, 2010
Sympathy Saturday - Sarah Bohannon
It was a very tragic death for toddler Sarah Bohannon. She somehow fell into a boiler of water. Unfortunately, too, is the fact that her burial place is unknown as the cemetery listed is either incorrect or defunct.
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Friday, November 26, 2010
Black Friday
No, I am not out shopping today. I did some craft shopping just before the holiday and I plan on working on some crafts while others are out shopping. Due to pre-holiday shopping, cleaning and then spending most of the early part of Thanksgiving cooking, I'd almost forgotten about posting a blog. Well, I am sad to report that I really have nothing to comment on other than the addition to our extended family via one of my nephews. A fine boy, born a couple weeks early, but just in time for Thanksgiving!
My plans are to get the Christmas stuff up in the next week, weather permitting. Then back to scanning and transcribing letters.
Have fun shopping y'all
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My plans are to get the Christmas stuff up in the next week, weather permitting. Then back to scanning and transcribing letters.
Have fun shopping y'all
Copyright 2010, ACK for Gene Notes
Thursday, November 25, 2010
Thriller Thursday - More Like Thankful Thursday
It's Thanksgiving and instead of posting a Thriller, I will tell you about our own thriller last week.
Tuesday afternoon, shortly after lunch, DH and I were doing those mundane household tasks, listening to the wind gusts, when we felt the house shake. Sure enough, one of the large oak trees in our back yard bit the dust. And I mean the tree, not just a limb or two. Fortunately, the wind was coming out of the southwest and blew the tree north east. It missed our shed, it missed the house. It left small branches all over the roof of the house, and the deck and the very top of it rested on the grill. On it's way down, it managed to clip a small tree to the east of our shed and it took out about two-thirds of the crown of our glorious backyard maple tree. An otherwise healthy tree. When the tree guys came, he and hubby picked out other trees to come down - even though there were at least 3 that could have come down - the total devastation was 11 trees one in the front. The smaller trees - mostly dogwoods - would have had to come out sooner or later, but we effectively lost three of four large shade trees in our back yard. I could almost cry about it.
Instead I am thankful for the fact that no one was hurt and there was no damage other than a little dent in our grill.
I am thankful that although we can't all be together, that our youngest will be spending Thanksgiving at one of her aunts.
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Tuesday afternoon, shortly after lunch, DH and I were doing those mundane household tasks, listening to the wind gusts, when we felt the house shake. Sure enough, one of the large oak trees in our back yard bit the dust. And I mean the tree, not just a limb or two. Fortunately, the wind was coming out of the southwest and blew the tree north east. It missed our shed, it missed the house. It left small branches all over the roof of the house, and the deck and the very top of it rested on the grill. On it's way down, it managed to clip a small tree to the east of our shed and it took out about two-thirds of the crown of our glorious backyard maple tree. An otherwise healthy tree. When the tree guys came, he and hubby picked out other trees to come down - even though there were at least 3 that could have come down - the total devastation was 11 trees one in the front. The smaller trees - mostly dogwoods - would have had to come out sooner or later, but we effectively lost three of four large shade trees in our back yard. I could almost cry about it.
Instead I am thankful for the fact that no one was hurt and there was no damage other than a little dent in our grill.
I am thankful that although we can't all be together, that our youngest will be spending Thanksgiving at one of her aunts.
Copyright 2010, ACK for Gene Notes
Wednesday, November 24, 2010
Wedding Wednesday - Kruszka and Kurzanow, Kruszka & Pytkowna
On November 14, 1790, 220 years ago, in the village of Murczyn, parish of Gora-Znin, Bydgoszcz, Poland, DH's great-great-great-great grandparents, Mathew Kruszka and Anna Kurzawianka were married.
1790, p. 12
On the same day as above (14) in the present month (November) after the banns were read August 24, August 31 and September 7 and no legitimate impediment was detected, I Brother Patricus Kurcihi joined Mathew Kruszka, young man and Anna Kurzawianka, maiden of the village of Murczyn. Witnesses were Matthew Sawka and Paul Malah.
(Not a word for word translation.)
Twenty-five years, 11 months and 17 days prior to that Mathew's parents, Clement Kruszka and Marianna Pytkowna were married. The translation for this record is as follows:
Murczyn.
Year as above (1764) 28 day of November, I performed the marriage between Clement Kruska, widower and Maryanna Pyktowna, maiden, of the town of Gora.
Unfortunately, I was never able to procure an earlier marriage record for Clement, or for that matter to give his first wife a name.
Sorry that both images will not enlarge. Thank Blogger for that!
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1790, p. 12
On the same day as above (14) in the present month (November) after the banns were read August 24, August 31 and September 7 and no legitimate impediment was detected, I Brother Patricus Kurcihi joined Mathew Kruszka, young man and Anna Kurzawianka, maiden of the village of Murczyn. Witnesses were Matthew Sawka and Paul Malah.
(Not a word for word translation.)
Twenty-five years, 11 months and 17 days prior to that Mathew's parents, Clement Kruszka and Marianna Pytkowna were married. The translation for this record is as follows:
Murczyn.
Year as above (1764) 28 day of November, I performed the marriage between Clement Kruska, widower and Maryanna Pyktowna, maiden, of the town of Gora.
Unfortunately, I was never able to procure an earlier marriage record for Clement, or for that matter to give his first wife a name.
Sorry that both images will not enlarge. Thank Blogger for that!
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Tuesday, November 23, 2010
The Joseph Pfeiffer Story
I'm not so sure that this is so much The Pfeiffer story as it is the "Aunt Rose Story." You see, my mom's aunt Rose Zimmeth was probably the closest to a free spirit my family had in the 19th and 20th centuries.
Years ago - 1977 to be a little more exact - my uncle "interviewed" his father, my maternal grandfather, to elicit some family information. While this told me more than I have ever suspected, my uncle failed to get information that he knew the answers to on tape. Which still left me in the dark somewhat. But we'll skip that subject today.
Before I first listened, and later transcribed that interview, I was pretty much in the dark about my mom's family. She had an unusual upbringing in that she rarely lived with her own parents. Her mother was afflicted with TB and the family was often split up among other family members. Thus, my mother was raised by her Aunt Rose, one of Grandpa's sisters.
At this point, a little background is necessary on Rose. She was born October 26, 1884 in East Tawas, Michigan. Her father, August Zimmeth was the only of his family born in the United States and her mother, Augusta Wilhelmina Clesotte (see previous posts about this name) was born in Germany. Somewhere. By 1906, Rose is living/working in Detroit, Michigan where in January 1906 she marries Emmon Soncrant. Grandpa's interview says that the marriage was dissolved because of underage. Well, it was true that Emmon was just shy of his 21st birthday. Rose was already 22. Maybe he did not have parental permission, but by all reports the marriage did not last long and eventually both remarried.
Rose then entered into a long-term relationship with Joseph "Jul" Kustus, a professional baseball player. Early in his career, he played for the Brooklyn Dodgers. I'm not sure when Joe and Rose hooked up but by 1916 they were living together and were business partners in a grocery. Joe died of TB in 1916 at "Eloise" the sanitarium in Wayne, Michigan. My grandfather avowed that Rose & Joe would have married had he not died. Which leads us into 1917 and my subject.
Joseph A. Pfeiffer and Rose Zimmeth were married October 17, 1917. Joe was a butcher and Rose was still in the grocery business on the 1920 census. Unfortunately, their marriage was a short one, because one day, while Joe was riding his bicycle, he was struck by a car and killed. This happened on August 31, 1920, less than three years after their marriage.
Originally, I had no idea when Joe and Rose were even married, but thanks to FamilySearch, I was able to find their marriage record. Then began the search for Joseph's death. I had a narrow window, 1920, because Rose married her last husband, John Ochsenfeld (also Ochenfeld or Ochensfeld) in January of 1921. Since Joseph appeared on the 1920 census, he was alive as of January 1st of 1920.
Fortunately for me, the state of Michigan put up their Seeking Michigan website and I was finally able to locate Joe's death certificate and, indeed, I confirmed that he was riding a bike when he was struck and killed. The second part of what Grandpa said, was that the driver of the car was the owner of a car company. This part I have never been able to confirm.
Joe's death certificate gave his burial place as Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, which I already suspected, since I knew Aunt Rose was buried with her family up in East Tawas, Michigan. Her last husband was buried with his late first wife in Detroit. So it was logical that Joe was buried with his family in Pittsburgh, somewhere. Searches on Find-a-Grave were unproductive. No one had entered any of his family that I could tell. Previous searching had elicited his parents as Christian Adam and Mathilde Pfeiffer. I even had names for his siblings. But nothing for Joseph. Until now.
Last week I saw a database on Ancestry that led me straight to his burial place. Almost. Because nothing on Ancestry is simple. Ever. What I found when I searched Pennsylvania Veterans Burial Cards, 1777-1999 on ancestry was ABSOLUTELY nothing for Jos* Pfeiffer. However they did have a Jos R Pfeiffer, born 1893 and died August 31, 1920 buried in Greenwood cemetery in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania. Yeah. No. When I look at the record here on the right, I see Pfeiffer, Jos. A (not R) and I see Highwood Cemetery not Greenwood. I still can't figure out why searching Jos* Pfeiffer did not bring up the index for him, but there he is. I had no idea Joe served as a Private in 1918. But now I have a burial place including the section, lot and grave.
In my quest for more information on Joseph, I found on Ancestry World Tree The Extended Wood, Bupp, Tatem, Huether, Pfeiffer, etc tree, which proved the Highwood Cemetery rather than Greenwood Cemetery for a burial place. Finally. Now if SKS* at Find-a-Grave will honor the request, I may even end up with a headstone photo and then Joe's story will be complete.
*Some Kind soul.
Copyright 2010, ACK for Gene Notes
Years ago - 1977 to be a little more exact - my uncle "interviewed" his father, my maternal grandfather, to elicit some family information. While this told me more than I have ever suspected, my uncle failed to get information that he knew the answers to on tape. Which still left me in the dark somewhat. But we'll skip that subject today.
Before I first listened, and later transcribed that interview, I was pretty much in the dark about my mom's family. She had an unusual upbringing in that she rarely lived with her own parents. Her mother was afflicted with TB and the family was often split up among other family members. Thus, my mother was raised by her Aunt Rose, one of Grandpa's sisters.
At this point, a little background is necessary on Rose. She was born October 26, 1884 in East Tawas, Michigan. Her father, August Zimmeth was the only of his family born in the United States and her mother, Augusta Wilhelmina Clesotte (see previous posts about this name) was born in Germany. Somewhere. By 1906, Rose is living/working in Detroit, Michigan where in January 1906 she marries Emmon Soncrant. Grandpa's interview says that the marriage was dissolved because of underage. Well, it was true that Emmon was just shy of his 21st birthday. Rose was already 22. Maybe he did not have parental permission, but by all reports the marriage did not last long and eventually both remarried.
Rose then entered into a long-term relationship with Joseph "Jul" Kustus, a professional baseball player. Early in his career, he played for the Brooklyn Dodgers. I'm not sure when Joe and Rose hooked up but by 1916 they were living together and were business partners in a grocery. Joe died of TB in 1916 at "Eloise" the sanitarium in Wayne, Michigan. My grandfather avowed that Rose & Joe would have married had he not died. Which leads us into 1917 and my subject.
Joseph A. Pfeiffer and Rose Zimmeth were married October 17, 1917. Joe was a butcher and Rose was still in the grocery business on the 1920 census. Unfortunately, their marriage was a short one, because one day, while Joe was riding his bicycle, he was struck by a car and killed. This happened on August 31, 1920, less than three years after their marriage.
Originally, I had no idea when Joe and Rose were even married, but thanks to FamilySearch, I was able to find their marriage record. Then began the search for Joseph's death. I had a narrow window, 1920, because Rose married her last husband, John Ochsenfeld (also Ochenfeld or Ochensfeld) in January of 1921. Since Joseph appeared on the 1920 census, he was alive as of January 1st of 1920.
Joe's death certificate gave his burial place as Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, which I already suspected, since I knew Aunt Rose was buried with her family up in East Tawas, Michigan. Her last husband was buried with his late first wife in Detroit. So it was logical that Joe was buried with his family in Pittsburgh, somewhere. Searches on Find-a-Grave were unproductive. No one had entered any of his family that I could tell. Previous searching had elicited his parents as Christian Adam and Mathilde Pfeiffer. I even had names for his siblings. But nothing for Joseph. Until now.
In my quest for more information on Joseph, I found on Ancestry World Tree The Extended Wood, Bupp, Tatem, Huether, Pfeiffer, etc tree, which proved the Highwood Cemetery rather than Greenwood Cemetery for a burial place. Finally. Now if SKS* at Find-a-Grave will honor the request, I may even end up with a headstone photo and then Joe's story will be complete.
*Some Kind soul.
Copyright 2010, ACK for Gene Notes
Monday, November 22, 2010
What's in Your Genes?
DH and I have two daughters who seem to have inherited my sense of humor, their father's sweetness, and our love of reading. Our younger daughter also seems to have "inherited" rheumatoid arthritis. Just shy of her 23rd birthday she was diagnosed with RA after going to the doctor for what she thought was carpal tunnel syndrome.
Right now she is fortunate. She leads a mostly normal life, except for days when she can hardly function for the pain.
For the last few years, she has participated in the Arthritis Foundation's Jingle Bell Walk/Run in Northville, Michigan. In December. For those of you who are not familiar with Northville, it is a charming, yet hilly town in the western 'burbs of Detroit. One year, we walked the route with her. Believe me, the first weekend of December is usually cold and snowy, wet and icy. And yet, you will see hundreds of people out there helping to raise money for Arthritis research.
Her donation page is here at Jingle Bell Run. Stop in for a visit and maybe some encouragement.
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Right now she is fortunate. She leads a mostly normal life, except for days when she can hardly function for the pain.
For the last few years, she has participated in the Arthritis Foundation's Jingle Bell Walk/Run in Northville, Michigan. In December. For those of you who are not familiar with Northville, it is a charming, yet hilly town in the western 'burbs of Detroit. One year, we walked the route with her. Believe me, the first weekend of December is usually cold and snowy, wet and icy. And yet, you will see hundreds of people out there helping to raise money for Arthritis research.
Her donation page is here at Jingle Bell Run. Stop in for a visit and maybe some encouragement.
Copyright 2010, ACK for Gene Notes
Saturday, November 20, 2010
Sympathy Saturday - Lafayette Ashley
Lafayette Ashley was the great-great grandson of Joseph Ashley and Elizabeth Percival. He died at the age of 13 on November 18, 1840 and is buried in the Speedsville Cemetery in Speedsville, New York. You can see an image of his marker at Find-A-Grave.
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Copyright 2010, ACK for Gene Notes
Friday, November 19, 2010
Thanks Ancestry! Spelling Doesn't Count Remix
Lest you think I HATE Ancestry.com, let me assure you that I don't HATE them. No, it is more of a love/hate relationship. After all, if it weren't for Ancestry, I would have days when I wouldn't know what to blog about.
Let me put it this way. I spent the better part of last evening looking for Ruth Kirtley and her parents on the 1930 census. Ruth was born in 1927 and was a native of Horse Cave, Kentucky according to her 2007 obituary. So why can't I find them on the 1930 census?
The answer is simply this: The trained monkeys could not read Kirtley or even Kertley on the census and instead they read Keatley. Well, you can't do a soundex search for Kirtley and get Keatley. So I resorted to what I used to do before Ancestry and decided to search Horse Cave, Hart County, Kentucky in a line-by-line search of the index, looking for William and something that looks like Kirtley. What I found was William O Keatley, wife Louise and daughters Ann & Ruth. I looked at the census. It actually looked more like William P Kertley than Keatley. Kertley at least would have been found on a soundex search. Sigh.
Now to apply that principle to a death record search.
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Let me put it this way. I spent the better part of last evening looking for Ruth Kirtley and her parents on the 1930 census. Ruth was born in 1927 and was a native of Horse Cave, Kentucky according to her 2007 obituary. So why can't I find them on the 1930 census?
The answer is simply this: The trained monkeys could not read Kirtley or even Kertley on the census and instead they read Keatley. Well, you can't do a soundex search for Kirtley and get Keatley. So I resorted to what I used to do before Ancestry and decided to search Horse Cave, Hart County, Kentucky in a line-by-line search of the index, looking for William and something that looks like Kirtley. What I found was William O Keatley, wife Louise and daughters Ann & Ruth. I looked at the census. It actually looked more like William P Kertley than Keatley. Kertley at least would have been found on a soundex search. Sigh.
Now to apply that principle to a death record search.
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Thursday, November 18, 2010
Thriller Thursday - James B. S. Kirtley
From the Kansas City Star, Kansas City, Missouri, obituary, 13 January 1894, p1
KILLED BY A SWITCH ENGINE.
James B. Kirtley of 1707 College Avenue Run Down on the Belt Line Tracks.
James B. Kirtley, a wealthy real estate owner, whose home was at 1707 College avenue, was run over and fatally injured by a Milwaukee Railway switch engine at Twentieth Street and Flora avenue, about 8:30 o'clock this morning and died at the city hospital three hours later.
Kirtley's sister, Miss Montebelle Kirtley lives at 2112 Harrison street, and he was going there to arrange for his two young daughters to spend their school holiday with her today. He was walking down the tracks talking with some companions when a Belt line engine approached from the west. He stepped on the second track in front of a Milwaukee switch engine backing down behind him. He was knocked down and both legs were cut off above the knee. His companions were not hurt. Police Sergeant Casey called the ambulance and Kirtley was taken to the city hospital.
Kirtley was reared in Lafayette County, Mo., and was 47 years of age. He came to Kansas City nine years ago. His wife died not long ago leaving two daughters 12 and 14 years of age. His aged mother, Mrs. E. E. Kirtley, still lives at Dover, Mo. Coroner Langsdale will hold an inquest Monday.
*Sorry if the image is not readable - we can thank Blogger for that - again!
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KILLED BY A SWITCH ENGINE.James B. Kirtley of 1707 College Avenue Run Down on the Belt Line Tracks.
James B. Kirtley, a wealthy real estate owner, whose home was at 1707 College avenue, was run over and fatally injured by a Milwaukee Railway switch engine at Twentieth Street and Flora avenue, about 8:30 o'clock this morning and died at the city hospital three hours later.
Kirtley's sister, Miss Montebelle Kirtley lives at 2112 Harrison street, and he was going there to arrange for his two young daughters to spend their school holiday with her today. He was walking down the tracks talking with some companions when a Belt line engine approached from the west. He stepped on the second track in front of a Milwaukee switch engine backing down behind him. He was knocked down and both legs were cut off above the knee. His companions were not hurt. Police Sergeant Casey called the ambulance and Kirtley was taken to the city hospital.
Kirtley was reared in Lafayette County, Mo., and was 47 years of age. He came to Kansas City nine years ago. His wife died not long ago leaving two daughters 12 and 14 years of age. His aged mother, Mrs. E. E. Kirtley, still lives at Dover, Mo. Coroner Langsdale will hold an inquest Monday.
*Sorry if the image is not readable - we can thank Blogger for that - again!
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Wednesday, November 17, 2010
Wedding Wednesday - Percival & Wood
Married:
In Barnstable (Massachusetts), by the Rev. Mr. Pratt, Mr. Freeman Percival to Miss Maria Wood. (Published in the Boston Daily Advertiser, Nov 15, 1817, page 2.)
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In Barnstable (Massachusetts), by the Rev. Mr. Pratt, Mr. Freeman Percival to Miss Maria Wood. (Published in the Boston Daily Advertiser, Nov 15, 1817, page 2.)
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Tuesday, November 16, 2010
Letters From My Grandfather
In all the letters I have transcribed, there have only been two references to my grandmother, who died in 1938. This is the second in a letter dated April 12, 1943 to my Uncle Johnny:
" It is difficult for me to speak or write of affection for you or Frank, but I would be a very peculiar parent indeed, if I did not have great affection for both you and Frank and since your Mother's death all of my affection has been given you boys, however inexpressive I have been it just isn't my nature to be otherwise. I am thinking of you boys at all times and of you a particularly large amount of my waking hours since you have been away in the army. "
Some things run in the family.
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" It is difficult for me to speak or write of affection for you or Frank, but I would be a very peculiar parent indeed, if I did not have great affection for both you and Frank and since your Mother's death all of my affection has been given you boys, however inexpressive I have been it just isn't my nature to be otherwise. I am thinking of you boys at all times and of you a particularly large amount of my waking hours since you have been away in the army. "
Some things run in the family.
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Monday, November 15, 2010
How's That for Historical Context?
One of the things I have really enjoyed in transcribing these World War II era letters from my grandfather to my uncle, is the news of everyday life. Whether it is the description of grandpa wading through a sewer in waders up to his armpits, or news of the war effort. In the current letter I am transcribing, grandpa mentions that Packard Motors is building airplane engines. A trip to Wikipedia elicits the fact that Packard was licensed to build the Rolls Royce Merlin engine. This particular engine was used to power the P-51 Mustangs.
I discovered in earlier letters from my dad's Aunt Bessie and cousin James in Claremont, California, that rationing was much more stringent in California than it was in Detroit in early 1943. I learned my dad had trouble holding jobs as a teenager. That probably doesn't make him different than teens of any era. But since he held his last job 34 years, it is mind-boggling to me. Holding a job during the War years was important, because if you were unemployed and 18 or older, it was an automatic draft notice. Big Brother was watching.
What I haven't learned is who "the bird in the back" was. Grandpa was referring to the tenants in the back bedroom; he was unemployed and facing induction into the army and she was on the nest. And it seems that Frank, my dad, knew everyone's business. Sure wish Grandpa would have spit out that name for me. It's making me crazy and I don't have a Detroit city directory from that era to check it out. I guess that goes on my to-do list for next trip to Library of Michigan or Allen County Public Library.
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I discovered in earlier letters from my dad's Aunt Bessie and cousin James in Claremont, California, that rationing was much more stringent in California than it was in Detroit in early 1943. I learned my dad had trouble holding jobs as a teenager. That probably doesn't make him different than teens of any era. But since he held his last job 34 years, it is mind-boggling to me. Holding a job during the War years was important, because if you were unemployed and 18 or older, it was an automatic draft notice. Big Brother was watching.
What I haven't learned is who "the bird in the back" was. Grandpa was referring to the tenants in the back bedroom; he was unemployed and facing induction into the army and she was on the nest. And it seems that Frank, my dad, knew everyone's business. Sure wish Grandpa would have spit out that name for me. It's making me crazy and I don't have a Detroit city directory from that era to check it out. I guess that goes on my to-do list for next trip to Library of Michigan or Allen County Public Library.
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Saturday, November 13, 2010
Sympathy Saturday - Katherine Stanhope Bassett
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Friday, November 12, 2010
He Said He Was a Fighter
I'm back to transcribing letters from my grandfather to my uncle and finding lots of tidbits here and there. The latest tidbit was finding out my dad hadn't left his fighting ways behind him in elementary school. In March of 1943, he was fired from a job at Ford Motor Parts division for fighting (the other guy lost his job, too.) The U.S. Employment office gave him a job ticket for Willow Run - a distance of over 25 miles to someone who did not have a car - insurmountable. There has been no subsequent mention of whether or not he went there or not. At the time this letter was written, Grandpa and my dad lived about five blocks from the Fisher Building in what subsequently became the New Center area.
I shouldn't have been surprised at the fight. My dad, when we did our "interview" was up front about his fighting. I think he had given it up by the time he married my mom and we came along. Yeah, he had quite a temper and a BIG voice, but I don't remember any fights.
A letter from cousin James Rankin to my uncle told me that because of the cervical fracture of his neck, James didn't feel any pain, and had some surgery, and actually enjoyed the hospital stay.
One letter, grandpa gives a little geography lesson to Uncle Johnny about Alexandria, Louisiana and references statistics from the 1930 census! Pretty cool for a genealogist to come across something like that in a letter.
Time to get back to the transcribing.
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I shouldn't have been surprised at the fight. My dad, when we did our "interview" was up front about his fighting. I think he had given it up by the time he married my mom and we came along. Yeah, he had quite a temper and a BIG voice, but I don't remember any fights.
A letter from cousin James Rankin to my uncle told me that because of the cervical fracture of his neck, James didn't feel any pain, and had some surgery, and actually enjoyed the hospital stay.
One letter, grandpa gives a little geography lesson to Uncle Johnny about Alexandria, Louisiana and references statistics from the 1930 census! Pretty cool for a genealogist to come across something like that in a letter.
Time to get back to the transcribing.
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Thursday, November 11, 2010
Thriller Thursday - The Runaway Horse and Robert S Kirtley, Part Two
The Kansas City (MO) Star, July 16, 1895.
ROBERT KIRTLEY IS DEAD.
Succumbed to His Injuries One Week From the Day He was Hurt.
Shortly before 6 o'clock this morning Robert S. Kirtley of Kirtley Bros. plumbers 1213 Walnut Street, died at All Saints Hospital, the result of injuries received in an accident at Twenty-fifth and Penn streets a week ago today.
Last Tuesday Mr. Kirtley hired a carriage at W. F. Cantwell's livery stables at Eighth & Walnut streets and started out for a drive with his wife, daughter and James Millhoff of Louisville, Kentucky. At Twenty-fifth and Penn streets the bolt which held the left side of the carriage tongue to the axle dropped out, letting the carriage plunge forward against the horses. Being high spirited animals they became excited and ran away down the hills which slopes from Twenty-fifth street to the Belt line tracks at Twenty-second street. At Twenty-fourth street the carriage was upset, throwing the occupants to the hard pavement with great force. Mrs. Kirtley and her daughter fell on Mr. Kirtley and Mr. Millhoff and escaped with slight injuries. Mr. Millhoff had his chin gashed, while Mr. Kirtley received the worst injuries. He was taken to All Saints hospital in an unconscious condition. A diagnosis of his case showed that he was suffering from concussion of the brain, a fracture of the skull and serious internal injuries. For six days he lay at the hospital, at times regaining consciousness for a few minutes, only to relapse into a semi-comatose condition again. At two o'clock this morning he suddenly became worse and sank rapidly until he died, a few minutes before 6 o'clock this morning. The body was removed to the undertaking establishment of E. Stine and Sons.
The funeral will be held Thursday morning at 10 o'clock from the Olive Street Baptist church, Ninth and Olive streets. The Rev. Dr. T. E. Vassar, pastor of the First Baptist church, assisted by the Rev. C. G. Skillman of Springfield, Mo., will conduct the funeral exercises. Burial will be made in Elmwood Cemetery. The active Pall bearers will be J. A. Oates, Jason Hidden, Captain Hurts, B. F. Clements, J. F. Russell and J. Holman.
Mr. Kirtley was born in Boone County, Ky., near Petersburg, forty-seven years ago. On attaining his majority, he became a traveling salesman for a wholesale tea and coffee house in Cincinnati, O. Later he was in the employ of J. M. Kirtley & Bros., commission merchants, of that place. In May, 1887, he came to Kansas City and went to work for the plumbing firm of Rile, Kirtley & Duncan. Shortly afterwards, Mr. Duncan retired, and in 1889 the firm was dissolved and a new one was formed, known henceforth as Kirtley Bros., of which Mr. Kirtley was a member.
A wife and five children, three of whom are girls, survive Mr. Kirtley. Jessie Kirtley, aged 19 is the oldest of the children.
Shortly after coming to Kansas City, Mr. Kirtley became a member of the Olive Street Baptist Church. His father was a Baptist Preacher, well known over the state of Kentucky.
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ROBERT KIRTLEY IS DEAD.
Succumbed to His Injuries One Week From the Day He was Hurt.
Shortly before 6 o'clock this morning Robert S. Kirtley of Kirtley Bros. plumbers 1213 Walnut Street, died at All Saints Hospital, the result of injuries received in an accident at Twenty-fifth and Penn streets a week ago today.
Last Tuesday Mr. Kirtley hired a carriage at W. F. Cantwell's livery stables at Eighth & Walnut streets and started out for a drive with his wife, daughter and James Millhoff of Louisville, Kentucky. At Twenty-fifth and Penn streets the bolt which held the left side of the carriage tongue to the axle dropped out, letting the carriage plunge forward against the horses. Being high spirited animals they became excited and ran away down the hills which slopes from Twenty-fifth street to the Belt line tracks at Twenty-second street. At Twenty-fourth street the carriage was upset, throwing the occupants to the hard pavement with great force. Mrs. Kirtley and her daughter fell on Mr. Kirtley and Mr. Millhoff and escaped with slight injuries. Mr. Millhoff had his chin gashed, while Mr. Kirtley received the worst injuries. He was taken to All Saints hospital in an unconscious condition. A diagnosis of his case showed that he was suffering from concussion of the brain, a fracture of the skull and serious internal injuries. For six days he lay at the hospital, at times regaining consciousness for a few minutes, only to relapse into a semi-comatose condition again. At two o'clock this morning he suddenly became worse and sank rapidly until he died, a few minutes before 6 o'clock this morning. The body was removed to the undertaking establishment of E. Stine and Sons.
The funeral will be held Thursday morning at 10 o'clock from the Olive Street Baptist church, Ninth and Olive streets. The Rev. Dr. T. E. Vassar, pastor of the First Baptist church, assisted by the Rev. C. G. Skillman of Springfield, Mo., will conduct the funeral exercises. Burial will be made in Elmwood Cemetery. The active Pall bearers will be J. A. Oates, Jason Hidden, Captain Hurts, B. F. Clements, J. F. Russell and J. Holman.
Mr. Kirtley was born in Boone County, Ky., near Petersburg, forty-seven years ago. On attaining his majority, he became a traveling salesman for a wholesale tea and coffee house in Cincinnati, O. Later he was in the employ of J. M. Kirtley & Bros., commission merchants, of that place. In May, 1887, he came to Kansas City and went to work for the plumbing firm of Rile, Kirtley & Duncan. Shortly afterwards, Mr. Duncan retired, and in 1889 the firm was dissolved and a new one was formed, known henceforth as Kirtley Bros., of which Mr. Kirtley was a member.
A wife and five children, three of whom are girls, survive Mr. Kirtley. Jessie Kirtley, aged 19 is the oldest of the children.
Shortly after coming to Kansas City, Mr. Kirtley became a member of the Olive Street Baptist Church. His father was a Baptist Preacher, well known over the state of Kentucky.
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Wednesday, November 10, 2010
Wedding Wednesday - Beckwith and Lincoln
From Newark Daily Advocate, Newark, Ohio, 11 November 1897 and Olean Democrat, Olean, New York, 11 November 1897. She was my fourth cousin twice removed through my ancestors (5th great grandparents) James Parker & Mary Todd and fifth cousin twice removed through Robert Todd & Isabella Bodley, my 6th great grandparents. The Parkers and Todds intermarried a lot.
Jessie Lincoln Beckwith, the granddaughter of Abraham Lincoln and the youngest daughter of Robert T. Lincoln, ex-secretary of war, who has incurred parental displeasure and got herself talked about in the newspapers by running away with and marrying Warren W. Beckwith, an athletic, good looking young man, is a pretty, fair-haired young woman of 21 years and much independence. Mrs. Beckwith's home for an umber of years has been Chicago, but she has passed but little time there. As a girl in her teens she lived in London with her parents while her father was United States minister to the court of St. James. She also attended school abroad, and since her return to this country has spent much of her time visiting with her mother in Mount Pleasant, Ia., where she met Mr. Beckwith. Her husband is a young man of 23, and his father is Captain W. Beckwith, a prominent citizen of Mount Pleasant, who owns several large stock farms. Young Beckwith has not settled down to business yet, being barely through college and still much interested in college athletics, particularly football.
Miss Lincoln Married. Chicago, Nov. 11. -- Miss Jessie Lincoln, daughter of Robert T. Lincoln, and Warren Beckwith a young business man of Mount Pleasant, Ia., were married at Milwaukee.
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Jessie Lincoln Beckwith, the granddaughter of Abraham Lincoln and the youngest daughter of Robert T. Lincoln, ex-secretary of war, who has incurred parental displeasure and got herself talked about in the newspapers by running away with and marrying Warren W. Beckwith, an athletic, good looking young man, is a pretty, fair-haired young woman of 21 years and much independence. Mrs. Beckwith's home for an umber of years has been Chicago, but she has passed but little time there. As a girl in her teens she lived in London with her parents while her father was United States minister to the court of St. James. She also attended school abroad, and since her return to this country has spent much of her time visiting with her mother in Mount Pleasant, Ia., where she met Mr. Beckwith. Her husband is a young man of 23, and his father is Captain W. Beckwith, a prominent citizen of Mount Pleasant, who owns several large stock farms. Young Beckwith has not settled down to business yet, being barely through college and still much interested in college athletics, particularly football.
Miss Lincoln Married. Chicago, Nov. 11. -- Miss Jessie Lincoln, daughter of Robert T. Lincoln, and Warren Beckwith a young business man of Mount Pleasant, Ia., were married at Milwaukee.
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Tuesday, November 9, 2010
Snowball Effect* - Or OCFRD**
I don't even know how it started. Except that I was looking at an obituary and trying to figure out if this person connected to any of the Percivals I knew were connected in Texas. First I found Sarah Etta Dunham Hart (see Monday's blog) and before I knew it, my research reached back in to Michigan and Illinois and Ohio. Ohio represented descendants of Simon Perkins Percival through his son, Norris Simon and then later through some of Simon's descendants in Illinois. Norris Simon Percival, Sr. moved on to Texas, died there in 1933 and his line produced more Norris Simon Percivals. A grandson of Simon P. Percival, Charles Scofield Percival, produced a son named Stanley who died in Arizona. Another son, William, died in Illinois. To add confusion to the mix, I added another Charles to the Percival line, a son of William Oval Percival. Thanks to Ancestry, I now have several generations of births, deaths, obituaries, marriage notices, and burials to deal with. Big pile on my desk now to deal with.
*Snowball effect is a figurative term for a process that starts from an initial state of small significance and builds upon itself, becoming larger, and perhaps potentially dangerous or disastrous, though it might be beneficial instead. - Wikipedia.
**OCFRD - Obsessive Compulsive Family Research Disorder.
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**OCFRD - Obsessive Compulsive Family Research Disorder.
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Monday, November 8, 2010
Mystery Monday - Sarah Etta Dunham Hart
While looking for a specific Percival related family on the Beta Family Search site last week, I came across a death certificate for Sarah Etta Hart, daughter of Jobe Durham and Hannah Purciville. I know, how silly of me not to be searching for Purcivilles too. The obvious errors are her father's names. He was Job DUNHAM not Durham and Job was married to Hannah Percival, not Purciville. I knew that Hannah was the daughter of Cullen Percival & Rachel Quigley. Finding Sarah Etta's death certificate was a surprise, because I had no evidence of her living there. The last census she appeared on was 1910 in Michigan and she died in 1912 in Texas.
One of the mysteries solved was the use of Sarah and Etta in the same record. I had a Sarah Dunham in her birth record and an Etta Dunham in the marriage record to James A. Hart. Her death certificate in Texas proves that Sarah and Etta are the same person.
No other family members are buried with Sarah Etta in Texas, and that too puzzled me. I think I've found her husband James A. Hart buried in Michigan, courtesy of Find-A-Grave. What I can't find on James is something other than his marriage record that states his parents' names. His marriage record states Roswell Hart and Marie Beaman are his parents. BUT, can you hear my hopes deflating here? He is not enumerated on any census with them. Now, it is possible that James could be James Austin Hart, but I haven't been able to prove that yet. The mystery continues.
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One of the mysteries solved was the use of Sarah and Etta in the same record. I had a Sarah Dunham in her birth record and an Etta Dunham in the marriage record to James A. Hart. Her death certificate in Texas proves that Sarah and Etta are the same person.
No other family members are buried with Sarah Etta in Texas, and that too puzzled me. I think I've found her husband James A. Hart buried in Michigan, courtesy of Find-A-Grave. What I can't find on James is something other than his marriage record that states his parents' names. His marriage record states Roswell Hart and Marie Beaman are his parents. BUT, can you hear my hopes deflating here? He is not enumerated on any census with them. Now, it is possible that James could be James Austin Hart, but I haven't been able to prove that yet. The mystery continues.
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Saturday, November 6, 2010
Sympathy Saturday - Lucy Daley Boon
From the St. Louis Republic, St. Louis, Missouri, 20 November 1898
Mrs. William Boon of Jefferson City.
Written for the Sunday Republic.
Mrs. Lucy A. Boon, one of the prominent residents of the state capital, died on Sunday morning, November 6 at her home in Jefferson City. She was 81 years old. Mrs. Boon was notable in her life and influence, and being born and bred in this State, was a typical Missouri mother, devoted first to the interests of her family, then to her church, and then to her State. In politics she was a Democrat, taking a lively interest in the political movements of the times.
Mrs. Boon's father was John Daley, an Irish school teacher, who came from Dublin in the early part of this century, and settled in Fayette, Mo., where Lucy Anne Daley, the subject of this sketch, was born in 1817. At the age of 17, she was married to William C. Boon, nephew of Daniel Boon.
Nearly 80 years ago, Mrs. Boon's parents moved from Shelby County, Kentucky, to Boon County, Missouri, where they settled in 1819 on the old Rawlins' farm.
When the Civil War broke out Mr. and Mrs. Boon were living in Howard County, near Fayette. Their sympathies were with the South. The sent four sons to fight in its behalf.
Mrs. Boon was in great danger many times because of her outspoken views. Upon one occasion, while braving the perils of Bushwhackers, in order to see her sick husband, who was confined in Gratiot street prison, she fell into the hands of some Bushwhackers. They were about to take her buggy horse. She was many miles away from home. Then the remarkable courage and independent spirit which characterized all her actions saved her.
While her captors were busily engaged in robbing the mail bags which they had just taken from a passing stage, she called to them and said:
"If there is any letter there for Mrs. Lucy A. Boon hand it here, and don't you open it either. I've got four boys in the rebel army and I want to hear from them."
The leader of the gang instantly ordered one of his men to harness her horse to the buggy and she was permitted to drive away.
In 1876, Mr. Boon moved his family to Jefferson City, where they have since resided.
In 1884, Mr. and Mrs. Boon celebrated their golden wedding anniversary. They had 11 children, eight of whom are living. Dr. William C. Boon of New York, Daniel Boon of St. Louis, John T. and Howard c. Boon of Kansas City are the four sons, and Mrs. Nanny Lay of Jefferson City, Mrs. Sears of Kansas City, Mrs. Cyrus Thompson of Belleville and Mrs. S. B. Kirtley of Columbia are the four daughters.
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Blogger's note: There are some obvious errors/omissions in the above obituary. Lucy was born probably in Jessamine or Shelby County, Kentucky. The Boons are in Jefferson City as early as 1870. Also there is no mention of the death of Wm. C. Boon, Lucy's husband, who predeceased her in 1885. Her daughter, Alice, is Mrs. S. B. Kirtley and S. B. was Simeon Beauford Kirtley, my third cousin, four times removed. The picture, above was taken from her obituary.
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Mrs. William Boon of Jefferson City.Written for the Sunday Republic.
Mrs. Lucy A. Boon, one of the prominent residents of the state capital, died on Sunday morning, November 6 at her home in Jefferson City. She was 81 years old. Mrs. Boon was notable in her life and influence, and being born and bred in this State, was a typical Missouri mother, devoted first to the interests of her family, then to her church, and then to her State. In politics she was a Democrat, taking a lively interest in the political movements of the times.
Mrs. Boon's father was John Daley, an Irish school teacher, who came from Dublin in the early part of this century, and settled in Fayette, Mo., where Lucy Anne Daley, the subject of this sketch, was born in 1817. At the age of 17, she was married to William C. Boon, nephew of Daniel Boon.
Nearly 80 years ago, Mrs. Boon's parents moved from Shelby County, Kentucky, to Boon County, Missouri, where they settled in 1819 on the old Rawlins' farm.
When the Civil War broke out Mr. and Mrs. Boon were living in Howard County, near Fayette. Their sympathies were with the South. The sent four sons to fight in its behalf.
Mrs. Boon was in great danger many times because of her outspoken views. Upon one occasion, while braving the perils of Bushwhackers, in order to see her sick husband, who was confined in Gratiot street prison, she fell into the hands of some Bushwhackers. They were about to take her buggy horse. She was many miles away from home. Then the remarkable courage and independent spirit which characterized all her actions saved her.
While her captors were busily engaged in robbing the mail bags which they had just taken from a passing stage, she called to them and said:
"If there is any letter there for Mrs. Lucy A. Boon hand it here, and don't you open it either. I've got four boys in the rebel army and I want to hear from them."
The leader of the gang instantly ordered one of his men to harness her horse to the buggy and she was permitted to drive away.
In 1876, Mr. Boon moved his family to Jefferson City, where they have since resided.
In 1884, Mr. and Mrs. Boon celebrated their golden wedding anniversary. They had 11 children, eight of whom are living. Dr. William C. Boon of New York, Daniel Boon of St. Louis, John T. and Howard c. Boon of Kansas City are the four sons, and Mrs. Nanny Lay of Jefferson City, Mrs. Sears of Kansas City, Mrs. Cyrus Thompson of Belleville and Mrs. S. B. Kirtley of Columbia are the four daughters.
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Blogger's note: There are some obvious errors/omissions in the above obituary. Lucy was born probably in Jessamine or Shelby County, Kentucky. The Boons are in Jefferson City as early as 1870. Also there is no mention of the death of Wm. C. Boon, Lucy's husband, who predeceased her in 1885. Her daughter, Alice, is Mrs. S. B. Kirtley and S. B. was Simeon Beauford Kirtley, my third cousin, four times removed. The picture, above was taken from her obituary.
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Friday, November 5, 2010
Diamonds Are Forever
In my real life I am a retired northern city employee. In our real lives, DH and I have taken care of some "business" that everyone needs to deal with at one time or another: Durable Power of Attorney, Living Wills, Durable Health Care Power of Attorney and Last Wills & Testaments.
It made me think of all the wills of ancestors that I have transcribed. And there have been lots of them. You just never think that you have much to leave behind, but really that isn't true.
I realize those are serious things, but today as we were signing our living wills that have our final wishes stated clearly, I joked about DH having me cremated and forced to carry me with him all the time. Actually, I have joked about it for 31 years. One of our witnesses piped up with the information that there are companies that turn cremains into diamonds. Now I know DH is too cheap to have me turned into a diamond, but just think what a lasting gift that can be. Snicker. Okay, I'm ROTFLMAO. I can't help it.
If you are interested, this site has a price list!
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It made me think of all the wills of ancestors that I have transcribed. And there have been lots of them. You just never think that you have much to leave behind, but really that isn't true.
I realize those are serious things, but today as we were signing our living wills that have our final wishes stated clearly, I joked about DH having me cremated and forced to carry me with him all the time. Actually, I have joked about it for 31 years. One of our witnesses piped up with the information that there are companies that turn cremains into diamonds. Now I know DH is too cheap to have me turned into a diamond, but just think what a lasting gift that can be. Snicker. Okay, I'm ROTFLMAO. I can't help it.
If you are interested, this site has a price list!
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Thursday, November 4, 2010
Thriller Thursday - The Runaway Horse & Robert S Kirtley, Part One
From the Kansas City Star, July 9, 1895.
INJURED IN A RUNAWAY
R. S. KIRTLEY AND FAMILY THROWN FROM THEIR CARRIAGE.
The Occupants were Dragged for a Block on South Penn Street - Mr. Kirtley so Badly Hurt that His Life is Despaired of.
R. S. Kirtley of Kirtley Bros. plumbers at 1213 Walnut Street, wife, daughter, and James Millhoff of Louisville, Ky., hired a carriage at W. F. Cantwell's livery stable at Eighth and Walnut streets and started out for a drive this afternoon. The party drove in the southern part city and was returning by way of Penn street when an accident occurred at Twenty-Fifth street, which nearly caused all to lose their lives.
At the corner of Twenty-Fifth and Penn streets the bolt which holds the left side of the carriage tongue to the axle dropped out, letting that side of the tongue fall to the ground. There is a steep hill at Twenty-Fifth street, sloping northward to the railroad tracks at Twenty-Third street. The carriage bumped against the heels of the horses, which so frightened them that they started to run down the hill at a frightful pace. Mr. Milhoff had hold of the lines, but he could not manage the horses. At Twenty-fourth Street the carriage upset throwing the occupants out in a heap. The excited animals dragged the carriage to the bridge at Twenty-third street, where they collided with a stone wagon driven by H. C. Garton. Some men who were grading near by ran to the assistance of the occupants of the carriage. Mrs. Kirtley and her daughter had fallen on Mr. Kirtley and Mr. Millhoff and were found to be suffering only from a few bruises on the face, arms and body. Mr. Millhoff's chin was badly gashed and his clothes were torn in a number of places. His body was also bruised and scratched. Mr. Kirtley, on whom his wife had fallen, was badly injured. He was unconscious, suffering from internal injuries and a probable fracture of the base of the skull.
Mrs. Kirtley and her daughter and Mr. Millhoff were carried to the home of Mr. Duris Clay, at 2448 Penn Street, where their injuries were attended to. Mr. Kirtley was taken to police headquarters and then sent to All Saints hospital. At noon today he was still unconscious and it is thought that he cannot recover. He is 47 years old and has been in poor health for the past few months.
Mr. Millhoff lives in Louisville, Ky., where he is engaged in the iron business. He has been visiting Mr. Kirtley's family.
One of the horses was so badly injured that it had to be killed. The carriage was a total wreck.
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INJURED IN A RUNAWAY
R. S. KIRTLEY AND FAMILY THROWN FROM THEIR CARRIAGE.
The Occupants were Dragged for a Block on South Penn Street - Mr. Kirtley so Badly Hurt that His Life is Despaired of.
R. S. Kirtley of Kirtley Bros. plumbers at 1213 Walnut Street, wife, daughter, and James Millhoff of Louisville, Ky., hired a carriage at W. F. Cantwell's livery stable at Eighth and Walnut streets and started out for a drive this afternoon. The party drove in the southern part city and was returning by way of Penn street when an accident occurred at Twenty-Fifth street, which nearly caused all to lose their lives.
At the corner of Twenty-Fifth and Penn streets the bolt which holds the left side of the carriage tongue to the axle dropped out, letting that side of the tongue fall to the ground. There is a steep hill at Twenty-Fifth street, sloping northward to the railroad tracks at Twenty-Third street. The carriage bumped against the heels of the horses, which so frightened them that they started to run down the hill at a frightful pace. Mr. Milhoff had hold of the lines, but he could not manage the horses. At Twenty-fourth Street the carriage upset throwing the occupants out in a heap. The excited animals dragged the carriage to the bridge at Twenty-third street, where they collided with a stone wagon driven by H. C. Garton. Some men who were grading near by ran to the assistance of the occupants of the carriage. Mrs. Kirtley and her daughter had fallen on Mr. Kirtley and Mr. Millhoff and were found to be suffering only from a few bruises on the face, arms and body. Mr. Millhoff's chin was badly gashed and his clothes were torn in a number of places. His body was also bruised and scratched. Mr. Kirtley, on whom his wife had fallen, was badly injured. He was unconscious, suffering from internal injuries and a probable fracture of the base of the skull.
Mrs. Kirtley and her daughter and Mr. Millhoff were carried to the home of Mr. Duris Clay, at 2448 Penn Street, where their injuries were attended to. Mr. Kirtley was taken to police headquarters and then sent to All Saints hospital. At noon today he was still unconscious and it is thought that he cannot recover. He is 47 years old and has been in poor health for the past few months.
Mr. Millhoff lives in Louisville, Ky., where he is engaged in the iron business. He has been visiting Mr. Kirtley's family.
One of the horses was so badly injured that it had to be killed. The carriage was a total wreck.
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Wednesday, November 3, 2010
Wedding Wednesday - DeLong & Adams
This branch of the DeLong family is descended from the Kirtley family. "Bird" DeLong was in actuality, Henrietta DeLong, daughter of Henrietta "Etta" Berkley and granddaughter of Henrietta Kirtley. "Bird" is a fourth cousin three times removed.
From the Lexington Herald, January 6, 1898:
The marriage of Miss Bird DeLong and Mr. Alex Adams achieved what marriages rarely do - a complete surprise to the friends of the principal parties concerned. When the news of the nearness of the event first got abroad, very few if any were prepared for it.
The marriage was quietly celebrated yesterday afternoon at three o'clock at the First Presbyterian parsonage, Rev. Dr. Bartlett officiating.
Mr. Adams is a grandson of the late Mrs. Catherine Innes, is universally known and popular in Lexington and the country. Miss Bird DeLong is the oldest daughter of Mr. and Mrs. Ami DeLong of Russell Cave. She has been known since her childhood as a sweet singer and a lovely character, which has made her a universal favorite. The young couple looked supremely happy as they received congratulations at the close of the ceremony; shortly after the conclusion of which they left for Bryan Station to visit Mrs. Calmes, an aunt of the groom. Later they expect to go to Florida to make their home.
In spite of the brief warning of the happy event a number of friends were present to wish the pair joy and good fortune. Among those who witnessed the ceremony were Mrs. Ami DeLong, mother of the bride; her brothers, Messrs. Sidner and Arthur DeLong, Dr. and Mrs Risque, of Russell Cave, Miss Mamie Warfield, Miss Eleanor Bacon, Miss Florence Hudson, Mr. Charles Early of Louisville, Messrs. James Richardson, Frank Bacon, Gray Falconer.
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From the Lexington Herald, January 6, 1898:
The marriage of Miss Bird DeLong and Mr. Alex Adams achieved what marriages rarely do - a complete surprise to the friends of the principal parties concerned. When the news of the nearness of the event first got abroad, very few if any were prepared for it.The marriage was quietly celebrated yesterday afternoon at three o'clock at the First Presbyterian parsonage, Rev. Dr. Bartlett officiating.
Mr. Adams is a grandson of the late Mrs. Catherine Innes, is universally known and popular in Lexington and the country. Miss Bird DeLong is the oldest daughter of Mr. and Mrs. Ami DeLong of Russell Cave. She has been known since her childhood as a sweet singer and a lovely character, which has made her a universal favorite. The young couple looked supremely happy as they received congratulations at the close of the ceremony; shortly after the conclusion of which they left for Bryan Station to visit Mrs. Calmes, an aunt of the groom. Later they expect to go to Florida to make their home.
In spite of the brief warning of the happy event a number of friends were present to wish the pair joy and good fortune. Among those who witnessed the ceremony were Mrs. Ami DeLong, mother of the bride; her brothers, Messrs. Sidner and Arthur DeLong, Dr. and Mrs Risque, of Russell Cave, Miss Mamie Warfield, Miss Eleanor Bacon, Miss Florence Hudson, Mr. Charles Early of Louisville, Messrs. James Richardson, Frank Bacon, Gray Falconer.
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Tuesday, November 2, 2010
On Being Pulled in Different Directions
After a busy weekend - cleaning up our storeroom a bit and re-arranging, working in the garage to return it to some semblance of orderliness and to prep it for parking the second car in there, very little got done in the way of family history research. No blogs were written. This is unusual for me since I like to have a few waiting in the wings so to speak.
It was weird picking through boxes of books that DH and I packed in 2006 and 2007 when we were prepping our home in Michigan for sale. Many of those are now donations at our local library. Box #19 (from the mover's label) was broken up and recycled. It made me think of younger daughter's move this past weekend from one apartment to another in her complex. I hope she doesn't take as long to unpack as we have. Granted we have moved more than once in those years but still it seems like it is taking forever.
As the year begins to wind down, I am thinking of my resolutions and what I have accomplished. Through fits and starts I have accomplished some of what I had hoped. The big photo project still looms before me though - intimidating as it seems it will get started one of these days. I'm still waffling on the publishing of the family histories though. I have one set up and maybe it will at least get proofed before the end of the year.
The extra project I took on, transcribing letters from my grandfather to his oldest son is moving slowly. Probably because it is difficult to keep my desk clean and organized so I can work on it. That's my story and I am sticking to it.
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It was weird picking through boxes of books that DH and I packed in 2006 and 2007 when we were prepping our home in Michigan for sale. Many of those are now donations at our local library. Box #19 (from the mover's label) was broken up and recycled. It made me think of younger daughter's move this past weekend from one apartment to another in her complex. I hope she doesn't take as long to unpack as we have. Granted we have moved more than once in those years but still it seems like it is taking forever.
As the year begins to wind down, I am thinking of my resolutions and what I have accomplished. Through fits and starts I have accomplished some of what I had hoped. The big photo project still looms before me though - intimidating as it seems it will get started one of these days. I'm still waffling on the publishing of the family histories though. I have one set up and maybe it will at least get proofed before the end of the year.
The extra project I took on, transcribing letters from my grandfather to his oldest son is moving slowly. Probably because it is difficult to keep my desk clean and organized so I can work on it. That's my story and I am sticking to it.
Copyright 2010, ACK for Gene Notes
Monday, November 1, 2010
Historical Perspective
Do you ever put your family history into historical perspective? I try to. Sometimes it happens by accident.
The other day, I searched for a birth record for someone in the Iowa birth records at the Family Search record site* and I found a birth record for Ray Vaughan Coleman. Actually, I was looking for Minnie Percival. I found his mother, even though she was not the Minnie Percival I was looking for. And she was actually in my database being my distant cousin.
I discovered by looking at the records I had already pulled on this family that Ray was not in Iowa after the 1910 census. Or that is the last record I have of him in Iowa. I was lucky enough to find first a death notice on him dated December 7, 1973 in a copy of the Oregonian online at Genealogy Bank. When I went after the publication data for the paper, which can sometimes be found on the front page masthead, I found the following headline: Vice President Ford Takes Oath of Office. For those of us born well before 1973, we will know that Gerald Ford took the place of Spiro Agnew, who resigned his office as Vice President. And I think we all knew that President Nixon probably would resign or be impeached before too long. These were historic if not ignominious times for our country. Gerald Ford would later succeed Nixon when he resigned in August 1974. Ford took the oath of office on December 6, 1973, Ray Coleman was buried the next day. Relevant to each other? Not really, but an interesting tidbit of history.
*Be prepared the pilot site is shutting down and everything will be transferred to the beta site Family Search. Make sure you get a log-in for this site, as you can't view most images until you do log in.
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The other day, I searched for a birth record for someone in the Iowa birth records at the Family Search record site* and I found a birth record for Ray Vaughan Coleman. Actually, I was looking for Minnie Percival. I found his mother, even though she was not the Minnie Percival I was looking for. And she was actually in my database being my distant cousin.
I discovered by looking at the records I had already pulled on this family that Ray was not in Iowa after the 1910 census. Or that is the last record I have of him in Iowa. I was lucky enough to find first a death notice on him dated December 7, 1973 in a copy of the Oregonian online at Genealogy Bank. When I went after the publication data for the paper, which can sometimes be found on the front page masthead, I found the following headline: Vice President Ford Takes Oath of Office. For those of us born well before 1973, we will know that Gerald Ford took the place of Spiro Agnew, who resigned his office as Vice President. And I think we all knew that President Nixon probably would resign or be impeached before too long. These were historic if not ignominious times for our country. Gerald Ford would later succeed Nixon when he resigned in August 1974. Ford took the oath of office on December 6, 1973, Ray Coleman was buried the next day. Relevant to each other? Not really, but an interesting tidbit of history.
*Be prepared the pilot site is shutting down and everything will be transferred to the beta site Family Search. Make sure you get a log-in for this site, as you can't view most images until you do log in.
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Saturday, October 30, 2010
Sympathy Saturday - Rev. Antoni Haremza
This is one of DH's line. Father Haremza was a first cousin three times removed.
Dziennik dla Wszystkich [Everybody's Daily], Buffalo, New York, 1 November 1948.
Reverend Antoni Haremza
On Saturday, October 30, 1948 at 3:30 pm, the late Reverend Antoni F. Haremza son of the late Jozef and Jozefa (Siekierski).
The late Reverend Antoni was born in Poland and at the time of his death he was 63 years old. He belonged to an Association of Polish Priests.
His body will be taken from home located at 31 Easton St. by Bailey Avenue on Tuesday at 3:30 pm to the Saint Jan Kanty Church at 4 pm.
The funeral will be held Wednesday, November 3, at 10 am at Saint Jan Kanty Church and then will proceed to the Saint Stanislaw BM Cemetery.
All relatives and friends are cordially invited to attend by the grieving family members.
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Reverend Antoni HaremzaOn Saturday, October 30, 1948 at 3:30 pm, the late Reverend Antoni F. Haremza son of the late Jozef and Jozefa (Siekierski).
The late Reverend Antoni was born in Poland and at the time of his death he was 63 years old. He belonged to an Association of Polish Priests.
His body will be taken from home located at 31 Easton St. by Bailey Avenue on Tuesday at 3:30 pm to the Saint Jan Kanty Church at 4 pm.
The funeral will be held Wednesday, November 3, at 10 am at Saint Jan Kanty Church and then will proceed to the Saint Stanislaw BM Cemetery.
All relatives and friends are cordially invited to attend by the grieving family members.
Copyright 2010, ACK for Gene Notes
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