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| asnedecor |
Posted - Nov 02 2005 : 2:49:37 PM
Was wondering what everyone’s heritage is? Is your family deep rooted in American History – daughter of the American Revolution, ancestors who stepped off at Plymouth Rock, etc, or are you a 1st of 2nd generation of a recent immigrant to the States?
I myself am an offspring of a German straight off the boat (my dad) and of a Lithuanian/Russian mix mother who was born here in the US.
I was brought up in a household where a second language was spoken when my father got a call or made a call back to Germany. Where German food was the norm, and Christmas was laced with German traditions. Where stories were told of my father as a kid during WWII in Germany and how they made it with very little to put on the table. How they entertained themselves during a terrible time in their country and of stories being raised by my Great Uncle while his mother was in and out of hospitals.
My grandmother on my Mom’s side shared stories of her mother and father coming to America and the life they led in Rockford and Chicago, Illinois with 9 children. How her father left and her mother married many times to help support the kids and how she met my grandfather and raised my Mom in the Midwest during the late 30’s thru the 40’s.
How they moved from farm to farm every year and how my Mom learned to ride a horse and milk a cow by hand.
I think the strength my grandparents had and passed down to my parents help make the person I am today. Where there is always a way to do something and never be afraid to meet new people or try new things. I understand that my stubbornness comes from the German side and the necessity to always be on time (even early if possible) and that the creative/artistic and the love of growing things come from my Mom’s side.
Just wondering if anyone has a rich history that they are proud of and how it might have affected the way they live and raise their children.
Anne
"Second star to the right, straight on till morning" Peter Pan
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| Celticheart |
Posted - Jan 18 2006 : 8:19:57 PM
Well Jenny! We Johnson girls(or descendants of) need to stick together...lol. Johnson is my maiden name.
I've been blessed with a mother, grandfather, two grandmothers and several aunts who have been doing geneaology for about a hundred years(or so it seems). My mom has stacks and stacks of information on both sides of our family going back into the 1400's. We are VERY Scottish with strong ties to clans Graham, Johnston(e), Bell and Robertson to name just a few. The are many more. At highland games she always tells me what tents I need to sign in to but I can never remember. Both of our trips to England, Scotland and Wales have revolved around research.
In my mom's family the most recent ancestors to come to North America came in 1840 into Canada and then down into Minneapolis-St. Paul. I'm not sure when my dad's family came but two of his families came west by wagon train in 1847. I was also lucky enough to have had full sets of grandparents and was only two short of full sets of great grandparents when I was a little girl. They told some great stories.
One of my great grandmas lived to be 103 We have a video-taped interview with her on her 100th birthday that is priceless. She was a teacher in Iowa. She defied her father and came west to teach school...first in Wyoming and then in Washington state where she met my great grandpa. The rest is 'history.' The best part of the interview is when my cousin asked her what she thought the first time she met grandpa. She said "That's really none of your business." The interview was over.
"I suppose the pleasure of country life lies really in the eternally renewed evidence of the determination to live." Vita Sackville-West
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| Aunt Jenny |
Posted - Jan 18 2006 : 4:48:37 PM
LuZy...cousin???????? Wouldn't THAT be cool????!!!
For sure lets compare notes!!!!
Jenny in Utah
It's astonishing how short a time it takes for very wonderful things to happen...Frances Burnette
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| RachelLeigh |
Posted - Jan 18 2006 : 3:31:04 PM
My father is huge into geneology and has traced both sides of my family back for several hundred years. My ancestors on his side came from Germany. Daniel Boone is my Great (x18) Grandfather. On my father's side, we are distantly related to Tom Cruise and Michelle Pfeiffer. My mother's side of the family was from England. We had one ancester who was beheaded in the Tower of London (although I am fuzzy on what she did to deserve that punishment.) My father is researching my husband's family right now. My husband is descended from slaves who were brought over from Africa to central KY. In fact, he is from the same county where his ancestors lived and worked on a plantation. His last name is that of the slave owners (he went to school with white people who have his last name who were descended from the slave owner while he is descended from the slaves.) His mother's side of the family shares the same story. It's very fascinating but we have been unable, of course, to trace it back past the plantation his ancestors lived on. I hope we can discover more on all sides of our family because I want my children to truly understand and appreciate their heritage. My father has made me promise to continue the geneology work after he's gone (and he's got stacks and stacks of paperwork so far!)
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| crazymoose |
Posted - Jan 18 2006 : 2:18:20 PM
Lucky for me, I have an paternal Aunt that got into genealogy and has done alot of digging. She has been able to make contact and meet relations that are still living. First, my dad's line goes back to Gloucestshire, England. A father, brother and son trio left aboard a ship called Lyons and landed at Ipswich,Mass in 1634. He left behind his wife and other children and would send for them when he was settled. A relative put together a book that discusses what the family did; farmers and hat makers. The line that I came from moved to Iowa and farmed, then onto Montana and farmed then up to Abbotsford, BC, Canada and farmerd and is still farming to this day. There is Dairy farm, cemetary, and road all with my last name on it. My dad used to have an uncle that had the most profitable pig farm and I got to tour it when I was 10. All I remember was it smelled and my grandma got peed on by a pig. It is also when I learned what happens to baby cows and where veal comes from and I was so hoping to bring a calf home. I fell in love with one of the calves (sp?), it had kissed me and I so wanted to bring it, only to find out the next morning it was gone. I swore I would never eat veal again. The family book mentions an ancestor being hanged in Mass. because she was a witch. Then another ancestor changing his name so he could marry his sister. I do know that when my paternal line moved to Abbotsford, there were two brothers both farmers and when the states put in the Washington line for the state it spilt the two brothers and I come from the Canada side.
As for my grandpa's mom's side all we know is she was mostly Blackfoot Indian, Seminole Indian and some German thrown in and she is from Montana.
My dad's mom's dad's side, it turns out to be Scot-Irish. My Aunt has recently found still living relatives and has been able to trace that side of the family all the way to 1880 something in either NC or Virginia to a McDaniel that came from Scotland. My Aunt has found with help from still living relative that the name changed to MacDaniel and MacDonnel and one other. He made it to Va or NC, his wife died, he remarried had children then he died and his wife and children moved out west. Settling in Oregon somewhere then moving to Yakima, WA. Now, my dad's mom's mom's side is French Canadian. Her great grandma lived in Yakima, Wa and her family and the settlement they lived with was under attack by Indians and her grt-grandma hid in a creek and was the only survior of the attack. My grandpa says there is a memorial stick or something in the ground in Yakima where it happend. My dad's mom died when my dad was in his 20s. All I know is she had red hair and my grandpa says i have her hands.
My mom's dad's line is of Norweigian and Swedish heritage. My grandpa has a paper with name of people that shows the generations with the original spellings of the names and when the last name changed to an easier spelling. How I understood it was that my grandpa's dad was born in Norway is of Half Norweigian and Half swedish. His family moved to North Dakota and he got a couple more siblings. The paper shows how the earlier generations were named, like a boy would be named john doe-son, (just example and no hypens), a daughter would have the word daughter in it. So that everyone would be something son or daughter and the first name became the last name (it could be the other way around). When my grt-grandfather came to ND they stopped doing that kind of naming and just chose names and the last name remained the same. My grandpa's mom is said to be pure norweigian.
My mom's mom's line is really cool because we have so many photos of them with last names. Its really amazing. We have a photo of four generation women in it there is my grandma as a baby being held by her mom and then my great-great grandma is sitting next to her mom. The two sitting are Chick-a-saw Indians. The picture was taken in Texas somewhere in front of a wood house. My grtx3 grandma was in the trail of tears walk then when she got to OK she was made to walk to SD then made to walk back to OK. We don't know why about the second walk. My uncle has a newspaper clipping about her being in her 80's or 90's being one of the first women in TX to go for an airplane ride and not being afraid of it. I don't know how many kids she had. One of her daughters, my great great grandma married a German. We have her wedding photo, she is so happy and smiling in it. I don't know how many kids she had either. One of her daughters, my great grandma married a man of English, German and maybe some Scot and Irish mixed in, we don't really know. Now she lived long enough for me to know her, she always stayed in my room when she came to visit and she would pinch cheeks really hard. I don't remember my grandma, but mom had did have a four generation picture taken of me, mom, grandma and great grandma. I think I'm two in it.
Far away there in the sunshine are my highest aspirations. I may not reach them, but I can look up and see their beauty, believe in them, and try to follow where they lead. Louisa May Alcott |
| Luzy |
Posted - Jan 18 2006 : 11:23:05 AM
Hey Jenny, I just saw your post of Nov 7th where you talk about having Turners in your family. My Dad had 1st cousins (turners) from Ok and Ark. We should compare notes! Luzy
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| CabinCreek-Kentucky |
Posted - Jan 18 2006 : 10:53:32 AM
well, let's see now .. i've always thought i was a 'princess' .. so somewhere back in that english heritage .. there MUST be a king or queen or two!
True Friends, Frannie |
| sleepless reader |
Posted - Jan 18 2006 : 10:34:13 AM
This is all so interesting! My mom's side was really into keeping things hidden, or at least giving everybody a different story.Imagine playing "telephone" with your family history. My mom was the last of 8, so I don't know if she knows the truth about anything.Her dad came from Eastern Europe with a family friend and the friend's wife (they couldn't have children, but could afford to bring one more to America. My grandfather's family sent him (as a young boy) because they felt he'd have the best chance). His last name was Sofranko. My maternal grandmother was a Kollar. Grandpa was a coal miner in Western PA. My paternal grandparents were Herd (grandma; her family emigrated from England) and Hankins.Apparently, the Hankins went way back in New Jersey and Virginia. My cousin has done the research for that side. SO are any of you all related? :)
My big regret is that I don't have anything in writing form any of the grandparents about what their lives were like and that I didn't move quick enough to talk to the Aunts and Uncles either.They are going quickly. My husband's family has better longevity. His grandma lived to be 104!
Sharon
Life is messy. Wear your apron! |
| cherryhillhouse |
Posted - Jan 18 2006 : 07:52:40 AM
My husband and I are both very interested in geneology. With the help of a cousin I have tracked my mother's family WAY back. All of my greatgrandparents came over on boats from Netherlands and settled in southwest Michigan. We have discovered our own deep dark secrets - my paternal grandfather, for instance, married a second or third cousin and when asked about it he said with a smile on his face that there just "wasn't a lot of people to choose from" back then. He also related a story about his appendix bursting when he was 8 and the doctor opened his abdomen, found the ruptured appendix and left him there on the kitchen table to die as it was "just a matter time". He lived to be 97.
Pamela, we bought a photo scanner and do all our own photo copying and printing of old sepia shots. If you don't have a scanner, maybe you have a friend with one?
Barb
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| Photobugs |
Posted - Jan 17 2006 : 9:41:47 PM
I am so happy to read that so many of you are working on your genealogy. I began about 25 years ago, but was so busy raising a family I did not really get into it until I got a genealogy program with my computer. This made so much more since of my notes. It shows how each family line came after the other. The day I bought my first computer I got Family Tree Maker. I did not know a thing about a computer let alone how to use any programs with it. But I so badly wanted to get my records orderly I taught myself the computer and worked at it until I got the genealogy program figured out. Of course that was ten years ago and everything has improved in computers as well as the genealogy programs getting better and better. The Internet has helped me find many relatives out there and I even have had many send me original photos of long ago deceased relatives.
My roots are German, Irish, Dutch, English, and Cherokee. On my paternal side our roots have been traced back to 1650 in this country. All my lines go way back. I had been working on becoming a Daughter of the American Revolution, but hit some snags and have put it aside. Between working on my scrapbooks, making things to sell, running an ice cream truck, selling on ebay, church involvment, running a household, etc, etc, etc, genealogy takes a back seat most of the time.
I am taking my mother to her place of birth in Oklahoma in March. I plan to visit cemetary markers and hope to spend some time with a few relatives that still live there. My mom was an okie, my dad an arkie. Cornbread was a mainstay in our house growing up.
I did some interviews with my dad's parent's using cassette tape before they passed away. I did not have a video camera at that point. But I am grateful that I at least have those interviews on cassettes. I have actually tried to play them and type out all the talking. But that is very time consuming. I hope to do this someday.
It is too bad that most of us do not have an interest in researching our roots until we are older and by then a lot of family members are gone and with them go the facts.
The thing I have done to try to keep our family history alive is to put family photographs up in the house. I bought some black photo frames with mattes at Costco a few years back that hold nine 4 x 6 photos. I made copies of the old pictures, using one frame for each family line, put a closup of each person from that family in the frame. Then I typed up each name and placed it at the bottom of the picture. These are lined up on the stairway as you come into my home. Most people love it when they see it. They say, "Are those all family members?" I proudly tell them they are. This was a lot of work. The biggest part being collecting the photos. The black frames with the black and white (some have turned sepia colored) photographs on my sage green wall...it is quite stiking.
I have also done genealogy scrapbooks. These were a lot of fun to do. I believe in making copies of all the old pictures, but this has become more difficult thanks to the lawsuit Disney did. Now many places will not let you copy old pictures (Walmart and Walgreen's). This is one of my pet peeves. Those old photography studios that originally took those photos are not even around anymore but you still cannot make copies of your own family photos. That just does not seem right to me.
That's all for now folks.
Pamela
"I scream, you scream, we all scream for ice cream!" |
| ivychevy |
Posted - Jan 17 2006 : 07:46:56 AM
TO Daisy Farm - Diane in Victoria BC
I came across your post and was very interested in Your Inkpen adoption papers - As I am Ivy Inkpen and I was born in Vancouver to Ted Arlington Inkpen - I think he was also married to Yvonne Inkpen who was his possible 2nd wife - Please email me if you still have all the Inkpen adoption info - as I am doing Inkpen Research and all of your info would be very helpful to find my family - Most of the Inkpen's in my family originated in Shalloway - Great Burin, Newfoundland - but originally came from the area of Sturminister, Newton , England.
Thank you for your help - just to let you know - I did find my half sister and half brother already (2005)- which has been wonderful!
I can be reached directly at ivychevy@hotmail.com
Thank you so much for your time ! You never know - we might be related somehow ? lol
Ivy |
| Debs |
Posted - Nov 14 2005 : 08:17:40 AM
One of my distant cousins did a few genealogy books on our family's history from my mother's side. My great-great-grandmother was from the family "Powick" of Worcester, England and came over on a ship when she was 18 months old (this was in the pioneering and gold-rush days of New Zealand), a lot of the children didn't survive the 3 month journey! She married a gold-miner from Scotland at age 15 (he was 30 - shock-horror!) and they had about 14 childen, and her youngest of them was my mum's mother's mother (my great-grandmother). All the people on my mother's side as far back as we can trace have been farmers or pioneers (or both)!
On my fathers side, he was born in North Wales, his parents from Manchester and one of his grandmothers was an orphan born in Ireland near Dublin. My Dad thinks she was a descendent from a potato farmer who left Ireland during the great potato famine.
So that is why have a desire to do some sort of farming, it's in my blood!
I wouldn't be surprised if I had some farmgirl relatives however distant, as many of the Powick family moved to the States and Canada! |
| Julia |
Posted - Nov 12 2005 : 8:09:05 PM
My Dh's G'ma had volumes of famliy histroy in it. When she passed away one fo her daughter;s graciously made copies for all the aunt and uncles (7) and for all the grandchildren (18). There are alot of pictures back to 3 or 4 generations from my husband. I have a 3 ring binder of stories and poems that my dad's mom's siblings wrote. It is wonderful to have. I did some searching of an ancestor who was in the civil war and got copies of muster papers, one indicating him being wounded by shrapnel. Someday I hope to really do some history hunting and make some get volumes of my kids and grandkids with both sides of the family.
"...the setting sun is like going into the very presence of God." Elizabeth Von Arnim |
| CityCat |
Posted - Nov 07 2005 : 9:12:22 PM
Yeah, that part of the family history (WW2 and post)is pretty much alive and well. My Dad was 10 years old when it all happened and he remembers everything. He hardly ever talks about it. Too painful. Although, he was reminiscing the other day about collecting sand cherries for a bit of pocket change while in the camps.
In 1988 there was an official apology from then Prime Minister, Brian Mulroney, and a redress settlement of $21,000 for all surviving evacuees. It came 2 years too late for my Granpa, and many years too late for my Dad's parents. My Mom has visited the internment camp (Tashme) she was born in, and goes to reunions, but they are now few and far between.
I have been fortunate and visited Japan twice, the first time when I was 16 and most recently a 2 years ago. The first time we stayed with relatives, but in the subsequent years, they stopped keeping in touch with us, the far-flung relatives, and when we informed them that Granma had died, and did not receive a response, we decided to stop trying to contact them. The second visit to Japan was my big solo adventure. I stayed with a university friend near Tokyo, I visited family friends in Sendai, I visited my sister in Akita, and visited a high school friend near Shizuoka. My sister has since moved back to Toronto. She was there for 3 years teaching English.
Cat |
| asnedecor |
Posted - Nov 07 2005 : 7:25:45 PM
I'm sure there is no one related to me - My mom's side is Zubas and Kane. My Dad's side is Raustein and Hahn. Try those names on for size 
Anne in Portland
"Second star to the right, straight on till morning" Peter Pan
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| Aunt Jenny |
Posted - Nov 07 2005 : 5:00:12 PM
Boy wouldn't THAT be cool!!! My mom's side of the family are Turners and Johnsons (from Oklahoma and Texas and New mexico) and my dad's side are Rameys and Padgetts (from Arkansas and Oklahoma. Do I have any kin????
Jenny in Utah
Put all your eggs in one basket..and then watch that basket!! Mark Twain |
| westfork woman |
Posted - Nov 07 2005 : 09:51:05 AM
Catherine, I also didn't know that Canadians of Japanese ancestry were interred in camps. I hope you have written this history for posterity. There were camps in Idaho and lots of Japanese families chose to settle here after the war, they were instrumental in developing the farm and small town economy in Idaho and Eastern Oregon. The Heart Mountain camp at Powell, Wyoming is remarkable, there is nothing left of the camp but a smoke stack, but Japanese workers built the canals that brought irrigation to that whole part of the country. Lots of families stayed and took up farms in that area too.
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| asnedecor |
Posted - Nov 06 2005 : 6:10:00 PM
Wow - Catherine
Do you think you will ever visit Japan? Your family has gone through alot but has still been able to "bounce" back. I know during WWII, the Japanese camps in the USA were not our proudest moment. I was not aware Canada had done the same thing. That is just an amazing story, thanks for sharing.
Anne Portland, OR
"Second star to the right, straight on till morning" Peter Pan
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| CityCat |
Posted - Nov 06 2005 : 4:45:12 PM
My background seems so radically different from all of you!
I'm a third generation Japanese Canadian. I'm not all that familiar with my Dad's family history (and neither is he unfortunately) but my Mom's family history I know better. My granpa came to Canada, specifically British Columbia, at about 1910. He was maybe 15 years old. He followed his father there to cut timber and send money home to Japan. He somehow ended up in Seattle, or at least Washington state, and even attended high school there. Every where he could, he played baseball. He eventually decided that he needed a wife, so back to Japan and his near his hometown, and found my grandmother (eldest of 13). He apparently wanted to move back to Seattle, but was denied entry to the United States, so it was back to B.C. and they settled in, I-can't-remember-small-town, where he played baseball on the local team, the Tigers. This was in the late 30's. When the war happened, the family got shipped to internment camps like all other Japanese Canadians, and everything they couldn't fit into two suitcases were confiscated. They lived in terrible conditions until the end of the war and my mother and her youngest sister were born in the camps. At the end of the war when my mother was about 5yrs old, the whole family moved to Japan. My Mom was bilingual but subsequently lost all her English and when she finally returned to Canada in the 60's, had to relearn English. While in Japan, my grandfather worked for the US Army as a translator and moved with the US Army so he wasn't home much. My gramna had to hold the fort, and did stuff like plant rice and take in sewing to help make ends meet. They lived in a thatched roof house with no indoor plumbing, and my Mom had only two outfits, a school uniform and one other outfit, both hand-me-downs from older sisters. Eventually they all came back to Canada and settled in Toronto.
From what I gathered from my Dad, his family lived in Vancouver and he even remembers the house they lived in. My grandfather owned a store and they were quite prosperous. Then WW2 happened, and they were shipped to an internment camp. The lost everything. My Uncle Jimmy was in his teens at the time, and spent the war dodging the RCMP by hiding out in lumber camps and the like. Consequently after the war, my Dad's family weren't allowed to move to Japan and were forced to relocate to Toronto. My grandfather became a gardner to a wealthy family, and my Dad tended the dogs. My Dad eventually went to the University of Toronto and graduated a geological engineer, and spent the next 15 years or so in mining camps all over the country. My Dad was also involved in the construction of the CN tower and part of an extention of the transit system in Toronto.
My parents went to Japan a few years ago. It was the first time my Dad had ever been to Japan. After what happened during the war, he's had mixed feelings about his heritage... Anyway, while in Japan, he tried to find the place where his father came from. No luck. He was able to remember the town where his mother came from, and was lucky enough to meet a cousin who was living in the ancestral house of his mother's family! Apparently this cousin knew my father exsisted, and was waiting for him to visit. It was serendipity this all occurred: they just happened to be passing through a town, and my Dad made a comment like, "Oh, this is where my mother grew up." This cousin died the following February after a brief illness.
Cat |
| verbina |
Posted - Nov 04 2005 : 3:11:33 PM
my ancesters came from germany in the 1700. fletchers of bedford co pa. proud bunch,farmers mostly.cousins married cousins shhhhhhhhh!they fought in the wars and some still have land up there. there is also a fletcher cemetary. anybody a fletcher? randi |
| lamarguerite farm |
Posted - Nov 04 2005 : 09:15:20 AM
I have a very strong German background as well as welsh. I just found out recently that I am a descendent of the Landis family in Pennsylvania and there is a whole Landis museum there.(one of our fellow farm girls led me to that one! ) On my last visit to Illinois I sat down with my Grandmother and went through tons of pictures and asked lots of questions. She had a picture of one of my Great, Great, Great Grandmothers and pointed out that all the women in our family have the same square chin. I looked at the picture and it was my chin. I never noticed it before. It is so amazing to have a common feature with someone who lived more than a hundred years ago. Apparently she and her husband owned oil wells in california and she was the first female real estate agent in the state of Ca. This must be where my entrepeneurial side comes from. All the women on that side are very strong and driven.
I really enjoy reading about other's family history. This is such a fun subject.
Blessings,
Missy
If you have a dream, even if you don't feel qualified to accomplish it, just try your hardest.-Maggie Jensen |
| asnedecor |
Posted - Nov 04 2005 : 09:15:08 AM
Years before my grandmother died, we gave her a book to write down memories. It wasn't a very big book and it was broken down into sections - "when I was a child", "My Parents", "My Siblings", etc. I believed she got quite a bit written in there, my mother has it now. So I am hoping that she will continue writing in it and maybe start another book of her childhood memories. Probably should have my Dad do the same. I do know, since he retired he has been busy on the internet tracking his family geneology. It has been difficult because everything is back in Germany and many records were lost or destroyed because of Wars and fires. Also in some of the little towns, they bury people so many deep to conserve space, so church records are kinda weird.
"Second star to the right, straight on till morning" Peter Pan
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| westfork woman |
Posted - Nov 04 2005 : 08:44:06 AM
Lynn, this is the thing about secrets, more than likely, the truth is nowhere near as bad as what people think. In my family, one of my dad's aunts got pregnant when she was 16, her father sent her to a "home". Her neices and nephews thought it was a mental institution, she and the baby died and were buried there a long ways from home. It left a bad feeling among the younger members of the family. No one ever talked about it for years. By then the parents of the girl were gone, and all any one had was speculation. Sad.
Greetings from the morning side of the hill. |
| greyghost |
Posted - Nov 03 2005 : 11:59:00 AM
Yes, there are some deep dark secrets nobody wants to talk about - so hard to find out what they are!
Somewhere back there (I know who, but I'll still be nice and not say names) one of my ancestors eloped with the mailman, and they had a little boy and a girl before her father came and dragged her back to the farm, with the kids. She didn't get to see her husband often after that... but their son died rather strangely. Her father had never liked the boy because he looked like that mailman, so it is strongly suspected he drowned the boy.
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| DaisyFarm |
Posted - Nov 03 2005 : 08:34:40 AM
You've brought up a good point Westfork...write it down! I wish I had written down some of the stories my grandmother used to tell me. And who will be around to tell our gr-grandchildren the stories of their ancestors. Also, write information on the back of photographs. I have a box of photos from my gr-aunt's estate and the folks in them would be anonymous if she hadn't taken the time to write who they were on them. |
| westfork woman |
Posted - Nov 03 2005 : 08:15:05 AM
Isn't it stange the deep dark secrets that are kept by one generation, are objects of curiosity on obession by another generation. My mom's family were relatives of some of the Mayflower people. Came just a few years later. Been here a long time. My dad's family weren't too far behind. I am mostly English, with enough Scots, Irish, and Welch to make me not want to be English. There are rumors of a part Cherokee great-grandmother, but no one has proved it. The internet is a wonderful thing, I have found lots of info, even have just found one of my g-grandfathers enlistment record in the Union Army. Both sides of the family lived in Kansas and Missouri during the Civil War, and then came to Idaho. Some during the war, and some in the years following. Some parts of the family had money, most didn't. Some made money, most didn't. I am sure some members of the family must have written journals, but both sides of my mom's family had house fires, and all that paperwork is gone. One set of great-grandparents came from Missouri on the Oregon Trail in 1964. What I wouldn't give for her journal. I have written some things, but should at least put down stuff I know about the family. I have made a timeline of our family going back to the 1400's, but other than names, I don't have much.
Greetings from the morning side of the hill. |
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