tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-89466007202481079872024-03-14T04:27:45.154-05:00Hollingsworth Robbins Family TreeThe Hollingsworth Littlejohn Robbins Family Tree Blog shares research information about the ancestors of my siblings, my first husband James Littlejohn, my second husband Kenneth Robbins, and our children. The following surnames are located by using the Search Tab in the right column: Hollingsworth, Mason, Perdue, Williams, Ellisor, Chaffin, Willis, Richards, Littlejohn, Pledger, Foster, Johnson, Millican, Cherry, Pound, Hall, Robbins, Wheeler, La Rose, Strong, Love, Tower, Dunbar, and Felt. Linda Robbinshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12343509175889633377noreply@blogger.comBlogger53125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8946600720248107987.post-12572384542471690422019-11-17T00:09:00.004-06:002019-11-17T00:09:40.050-06:00New Memories To Begin for Descendants of Hollingsworth, Littlejohn, and Robbins SurnamesMy family blog has not been active for two years but will pick up again to include highlighting the lives of our families' dearly departed ancestors as well as highlighting memories of our descendants in general terms.<br />
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It is important in one's life to document and record the changes that continue in the lives of one's living descendants, without naming names or revealing private information about the people involved.<br />
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Earlier generations of family members on all sides migrated from Europe to the United States from the 1600s-early 1900s and then from the northeastern part of the United States in Massachusetts, Connecticut, New York, Pennsylvania, Maryland and Virginia southward through the Carolinas, Tennessee, Georgia, to Florida, and west or southwest through Kentucky, Arkansas, Alabama, Mississippi, Louisiana to Oklahoma and Texas.<br />
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Linda Sue Hollingsworth Littlejohn Robbins' life began in 1942 in small town in far northeastern Texas in Cass County. In her life she has lived sequentialy in Henderson, Anderson, Galveston, and Harris Counties, TX; Oklahoma, Stephens, and Oklahoma Counties, OK; Dallas County, TX; Los Angesles County, CA; Oklahoma, Osage, Cherokee, and Rogers Counties, OK; Bell and Wise Counties, TX.<br />
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Her family includes spouse, children, grandchildren, and great-grandchildren who have migrated from their homes in New York, Vermont, Canada, Panama, Maryland, North Carolina, Georgia, New Jersey, Tennessee, Iowa, Oklahoma, Texas, Kansas, Washington (State), Utah, Arizona, New Mexico, Missouri, and Minnesota.<br />
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It is fortunate that many of our family are clustered along I-35 that runs through or fairly close to our six childrens' homes in Kansas, Oklahoma, and Texas. Grandchildren's families are more far-flung in other states mostly due to job locations or other family members in their areas.Linda Robbinshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12343509175889633377noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8946600720248107987.post-73167239341272554872017-10-25T14:39:00.000-05:002017-10-25T14:39:20.145-05:00Revisiting William Augustus Robbins' Life: His Time in the US Army in WWI and Afterward<div style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 6px;">
2017 is nearing the end of 1914-2018, the Centenary of the Great War, World War I. It brings to my mind the fact that my husband's father, William Augustus Robbins, served in the US Army in World War I in the Territory of Hawaii from 1917-1919. His service to his country was given with all of the patriotism and fervor of any other person who served his country at that time as would be now, even though he never saw the atrocities of the war in Europe or on other fronts.</div>
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The remarkable facts about my husband's father in WWI were that he passed a test by the US Army in the Territory of Hawaii along with 50 others who received their bachelor degrees prior to enlisting in the US Army in WWI and trained at Scholfield Barracks in Oʻahu, Hawaii.</div>
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Robbie, as he was known to friends, was appointed 2nd Lieutenant in the Infantry in th<span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline; font-family: inherit;">e 2nd Hawaiian Infantry to discharge. Honorable discharge February 14, 1919 for convenience of the Government.</span></div>
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He walked in many patriotic parades wearing his WWI uniform once he returned to the area of his birth, in Islip, NY from 1929-1948 when he passed away. He was in the WAR Rusy-Bohm Post, No. 411<br />
1929-1948. William Augustus Robbins held several offices in the Rusy-Bohm Post No. 411, American Legion including Finance Officer. His wife, Fannie Harriet Love Robbins, served in several officer posts in the American Legion Auxiliary.</div>
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Robbi is buried at the Babylon, Suffolk County, NY Cemetery: Inscription: William A. Robbins, Hawaii, First Lieutenant Infantry Res, World War I, Feb 18, 1888-May 6, 1948.</div>
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Linda Robbinshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12343509175889633377noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8946600720248107987.post-80632860617533616562015-02-21T00:55:00.002-06:002015-02-21T01:06:26.632-06:00Sharing My Thoughts About FGS/RootsTech 2015 in Salt Lake City, February 10-15, 2015<!--[if gte mso 9]><xml>
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special because the Federation of Genealogical Societies, FGS, partnered with
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Donny Osmond, A. J. Jacobs, founder of the Global Family Reunion on June 6,
2015, and others. </span></span></b></i></span></div>
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the mobile app furnished by the conference choosing from FGS, Roots Tech, and
six Lab courses. Each of the speakers hooked their audiences with wonderful and
useful information, and shared handouts and links to other resources on the web
from their downloadable or printed syllabi. </span></span></b></i></span></div>
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the class offerings during and after the conference. There were 47 FGS speakers
who made 100+ FGS presentations to the interested attendees. There were 200 FGS
and Roots Tech speakers who made 150+ presentations to the interested
attendees. I noticed that many FGS members presented technology type programs
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had pre-registered online back in September, 2014, and was able to add a lab
class and a luncheon in January, 2015. That way I “beat the crowds” in the
registration lines for Wednesday that was Society Day, and Thursday, the first
day of both sides of the conference. Last year I attended the Innovators
Summit, but decided to forgo that opportunity this year. </span></span></b></i></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><i><b><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="line-height: 107%;"><a href="https://www.facebook.com/groups/541245665890716/">https://www.facebook.com/groups/541245665890716/</a></span></span></b></i></span></div>
Linda Robbinshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12343509175889633377noreply@blogger.com0Salt Lake City, UT, USA40.7607793 -111.8910473999999940.568390300000004 -112.21377089999999 40.9531683 -111.5683239tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8946600720248107987.post-48114802540769515932014-12-01T02:57:00.005-06:002015-05-14T22:59:07.456-05:00<h3 class="post-title entry-title">
<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><a href="http://hollingsworthrobbinsfamilytree.blogspot.com/2011/06/memories-of-my-dad-kermit-king.html">Memories of my Dad, Kermit King Hollingsworth</a>: <u>Part Two: From College to Marriage</u></span></span></h3>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">In 1929,
Kermit Hollingsworth resided at 3410 Haynie Avenue, Dallas, Texas. In Google
Maps, the address is on the north side of the street and is now a parking lot
shaded by trees on the south side of the perimeter. His address was published
in the Dallas, Texas, City Directory, 1929, page 554, John F. Worley Directory,
Publishers, 905 Main Street, Dallas, Texas, at www.ancestry.com.</span></b></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Kermit's
residence was one block west of SMU's northwest corner of the campus. As a freshman,
he would have possibly attended classes nearby in the main north quadrangle of
the campus. Fondren Library was approximately three blocks to the east and
three blocks south of where he lived. </span></b></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">In 1929,
at age 18, Kermit Hollingsworth appears as a freshman at Southern Methodist
University, SMU, Dallas, Dallas County, Texas on page 90 of the Rotunda
Yearbook. I wish I knew how he was able to afford to go to college, especially
at SMU, a private Methodist connected university. He talked about being an evangelistic
singer for a tent revivalist in Texas at the time and I have located newspaper
articles in Lubbock, Texas and east Texas newspapers about his leading the
singing, leading youth groups in singing, and leading children in singing in
tent revivals. His attendance in college was not steady during every semester,
but sporadic, I imagine, as he could afford it, for many years.</span></b></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">In 1930,
at age 19, Kermit did not live with the rest of his family as listed in the US
Federal Census. A later newspaper article that appeared in one of his later
pastorates in Athens, Texas states that he was a student at Paris Junior
College during the year in 1930. As of yet, I have not discovered the yearbook
for that year at Paris Junior College, Paris, Texas, but believe the newspaper
article to be true about him. </span></b></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">In the
1930 US Federal Census, Kermit's older brother Dan also did not live at home.
The family resided in the home at Denison, Grayson County, Texas including the
father, James William Hollingsworth, the mother, Lula Elizabeth Mason
Hollingsworth, Kermit's and Dan's brother Frank, and sisters Gae and Litha Sue.</span></b></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">By 1932,
at age 21, Kermit was accepted as a student at North Texas Teacher's College in
Denton, Texas and graduated from there in 1936. Again, he appears to have
perhaps skipped a few semesters according to the yearbooks where he was not
listed including 1933.</span></b></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">In 1934,
Kermit appears several times in the Yucca Yearbook. He was shown as Secretary
Treasurer of the Debate Club with his picture. Also in the 1934 Yucca Yearbook
he was shown as a sophomore member of the Music Club. During this year he
served as the Kappa Delta Pi Secretary Treasurer for the local chapter of the
International Honor Society in Education. The Alpha Iota Chapter was installed
on January 23, 1926, at the North Texas State Teachers College, now the
University of North Texas in Denton, Texas.</span></b></span></div>
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Kermit is listed as a senior in the NTSTC Yucca Yearbook with his picture. His
hometown was listed as Whiteright, Grayson County, Texas. During this year, he
was President of the Debate Club with his picture. He was listed as a member of
Kappa Delta Pi, the Spanish Club, and as an Evangelistic Singer. The 1940 US
Federal Census lists the address of the respondent for the residence in 1935 and
lists Kermit Hollingsworth as living in Denton, Texas during this year.</span></b></span></div>
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graduated in 1936 with a Bachelor of Arts Degree that included Debate and
Spanish. </span></b></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">On May 7,
1936, Kermit Hollingsworth was admitted into the North Texas Methodist Church
Conference after fulfilling requirements to become an ordained Methodist
minister.</span></b></span></div>
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1936-1938, Kermit was a student at Perkins School of Theology, Southern
Methodist University. Here again, it may be that some semesters were
skipped as Kermit was an evangelistic singer to help pay for his college
expenses. I recall also that he was employed in one of SMU's dorm's dining
rooms, but do not know more details.</span></b></span></div>
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the Secretary-Treasurer of the Theology School Association as listed on page 51
at the Perkins School of Theology, SMU, in Dallas, Texas as listed in the 1937
Rotunda Yearbook.</span></b></span></div>
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1938 SMU Rotunda Yearbook, Kermit Hollingsworth, was listed as a member of the
Student. Council of Religion at SMU along with his Secretary Treasurer position
in the Theology School Association. Kermit's address for that year was listed
as 3533 Asbury Place, Dallas, Texas in the Dallas,
Texas City Directory, 1938. </span></b></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">As an
aside, twenty-six years later, I also lived on Asbury Place in 1964 when I
attended Perkins School of Theology, SMU, as a church music graduate student.
By 2007, as shown in Google Maps, the residence where Kermit lived and I lived
have changed dramatically, as the homes now are larger, and no apartment houses
are there. The street has been renamed Asbury Avenue. </span></b></span></div>
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Kermit Hollingsworth received the Master of Arts and Bachelor of Divinity
degrees from SMU Perkins School of Theology.</span></b></span></div>
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November 1938-1939, Kermit Hollingsworth lived in east Texas at Lovelady,
Houston County, Texas, and served as pastor of a five-point Methodist Church
circuit for Lovelady, Riverside, Pleasant Hill, White Rock, Center Hill in the
Huntsville District. Sometimes churches were assigned to other circuits.</span></b></span></div>
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November 15, 1939, Kermit was transferred Texas Annual Methodist Conference to
the Tomball, Harris County, Texas Methodist Church and remained its pastor for
two years during which time he married my mother, Opal Murriel Hollingsworth. </span></b></span></div>
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US Federal Census shows that Kermit Hollingsworth resided in the Texas, Harris
County, Houston Enumeration District 101-47, completed pages 1-9 of the 1940 US
Census 101-193, Village of Tom Ball. </span></b></span></div>
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my mom telling that when she married my dad on Monday, June 23, 1941 at 5:00
p.m. that they, Opal Murriel & Kermit King Hollingsworth were married
by Dr. W. F. Bryan at The First Methodist Church in Cleveland, Liberty County,
Texas. Cleveland was the town of my maternal grandparents. Kermit and Murriel
spent their honeymoon at the Rice Hotel in Houston, Harris County, Texas.</span></b></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Mom would
tell us about the Tomball Methodist Church. The church was connected to the
parsonage where the pastor and his wife lived. Any time there was a function at
the church where a kitchen was needed, the women came into the parsonage and
used the minister's wife's kitchen to prepare and serve the food. I image it
was a "close encounter" of some kind to have church members in your
home's kitchen. </span></b></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">This will
conclude Part 2 of my dad's life between high school and when he got married to
my mom. There are many pictures, maps, sources, and other documents I will add
to this post in the near future. </span></b></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">I wish
that I had grown up in a family that had talked even more than they did about
growing up in their families. I was not wise enough to ask questions about
stories or detailed information about their prior lives. We lived our lives in
the present, as most families do. </span></b></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">I am very fortunate to be able to piece most
of this together due to the preponderance of information on the Internet and the occupation my father chose to be in,
a minister who was written about often in newspaper articles, yearbooks, and
other publications. He was very visible in the communities he was asked to
served, and I am grateful for all the information I have found
that gives me the basis for writing about my father's life, Kermit King
Hollingsworth. </span></b></span></div>
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Charles Robbins was in the US Air Force between 1953-1955. He enlisted in the
US Air Force because otherwise he was going to be drafted into the US Army by
his hometown Islip, NY draft board after his first two years of college in
Agricultural Economics at The University of Vermont.<o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;">From
March-May, 1955 he was stationed with the US Air Force at Churchill, Manitoba,
Canada serving as a loadmaster on a C-124 Globemaster, the “Mickey Mouse nose
cargo airplane”. The Third Troop Carrier Squadron was his unit. During his
time, his airplane only flew equipment to Churchill, Manitoba, Canada from Greenville,
South Carolina, Donaldson Air Force Base. His airplane carried equipment for
the construction of the DEW Line. The airplane carried one D-8 Caterpillar
bulldozer and enough barrels of fuel (gasoline, diesel) to fill the airplane.
Another material was enough cement in small waterproof steel cans for a full
airplane load during a side trip to Three Rivers, Quebec, Canada. A third kind
of material was enough parts of prefabricated buildings to fill the airplane
and to deliver to locations on the DEW Line. Then they flew many trips to many
locations along the DEW line. <o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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described that he would climb into an airplane, bring it to life by starting
the auxiliary power unit to operate the hydraulic system, open the doors, put
the ramps down, and load or unload the cargo. Every two or three days his C-124
Globemaster would fly equipment to locations on the DEW Line, unload their
cargo, and return to Churchill, Manitoba, Canada. Each time his C-124
Globemaster was loaded and ready to fly, the plane and crew would depart. When
the plane landed, the captain and the crew would leave. The loadmaster’s job
was to stay with the plane unload it, with or without help, until the job was
completed, even if the hours were past the rest of the crew’s normal hours. A
similar occurrence was to load the plane, with or without other crewmembers’
help. The plane did not fly until the captain and the loadmaster agreed that it
was safe with balance and weight calculated correctly.<o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;">“Churchill
airport was constructed in 1942 by the United States Air Force, which chose the
site because of its strategic position on their intercontinental air routes.
The route, sometimes known as the Crimson Route, ran from the rich industrial
areas of northern California across Hudson's Bay, southern Baffin Island,
Greenland, and Iceland to the United Kingdom. Even the longest flight leg would
be relatively short using the great circle route. Canada displayed little
enthusiasm for the project because of doubts that the route would ever be used
as proposed. However, it was built nevertheless with some Canadian aid. While
Canada constructed the airport at The Pas, the Americans (with Canadian
approval) built the airports at Churchill, Coral Harbour, Fort Chimo, and
Frobisher.<o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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came of this venture from a purely military point of view, but the airports
built in Canada played an important part during the construction of the DEW
Line in 1955 and in the subsequent development of the Arctic. Despite its lack
of enthusiasm for the route, Canada did not want to leave any loopholes for the
American legislators to claim property or any other special rights in Canada
after the war, and therefore decided at an early date to pay the US for its
Canadian installations. It cost over $27 million to buy the Crimson Route
facilities, but this was a comparatively small price paid to ensure Canadian
sovereignty and avoid any future misunderstanding.<o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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airport until the end of the war.<o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;">Updated:
December 18, 2004”<o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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settlements in Canada. It identifies Inuit communities of the four Inuit
regions: Inuvialuit, Nunavut, Nunavik and Nunatsiavut. Modern names are given,
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<b><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, sans-serif;">The map also shows Churchill, Manitoba, Canada on
the Southwest shore of Hudson Bay where my husband was stationed in the US Air
Force from March-May, 1955 during the construction of the DEW Line.<o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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Linda Robbinshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12343509175889633377noreply@blogger.com0Churchill, MB, Canada58.7684112 -94.16496458.636605200000005 -94.487687499999993 58.9002172 -93.8422405tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8946600720248107987.post-63652565921998810462014-01-06T20:27:00.000-06:002014-01-06T20:30:06.352-06:00My Most Remarkable Genealogical Experience<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i style="background-color: white;">Genealogically speaking, what is the most remarkable genealogical experience you have had in the last few years? Was it to find some thing, like a document, record, photograph, to find some place, like a conference you attended, a hidden drawer in a dresser, a town where your ancestors lived, a migratory route your ancestors followed, or to find another genealogist you have become friends with, a person you read about, or a relative you did not know existed? </i></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i style="background-color: white;">In my case, <span style="color: #4e5665;"><span style="line-height: 115%;">the most wonderful find is that I have </span><span style="line-height: 27px;">become</span><span style="line-height: 115%;"> friends with a dear relative who is my second cousin, two times removed,
who is 25 years older than I am. </span></span></i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: #4e5665;"><span style="line-height: 115%;"><br /></span></span></i></span>
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: #4e5665;"><span style="line-height: 115%;">My maternal great-great grandmother, Henrietta Elizabeth Williams Gray, was born in 1828. She was 20 years older than one of her younger brothers, James Franklin Williams, who was born in 1848. She was married the same
year that her younger brother was born. I am a descendant
of my maternal great-great grandmother Henrietta Elizabeth Williams Gray. She died in 1897, 45 years before my birth. My second cousin, two times removed, is the descendant and granddaughter of her maternal grandfather, James Franklin Williams who died in 1926, nine years after my second cousin's, two times removed, birth. She loved and visited with her grandfather for the first nine years of her life.</span></span></i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: #4e5665;"><span style="line-height: 115%;"><br /></span></span></i></span>
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: #4e5665;"><span style="line-height: 115%;">This is how the spacing of generations in different families can make such different spreads in
ages. </span></span></i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: #4e5665;"><span style="line-height: 115%;"><br /></span></span></i></span>
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: #4e5665;"><span style="line-height: 115%;">The 20 years' younger brother was the grandfather of my second cousin, two times removed, a dear 96-year old lady friend who I met by phone through another second cousin in her seventies. I later discovered that my 96-year old second cousin, two times removed used a computer. So here I am, a 71-year old
woman with a lady second cousin, two times removed, who is a 96-year old woman and we began writing each other using email. I also met my 96-year old second cousin in person, and we began to visit when I would drive to Arlington, TX and either have lunch with her and her friends, or we would go out to eat at Furr's Cafeteria and sometimes go shopping. When I met my 96-year old second cousin, two times removed, two years ago, she
used her computer in her independent living apartment in Arlington,
TX. for email with family and friends. </span></span></i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: #4e5665;"><span style="line-height: 115%;"><br /></span></span></i></span>
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: #4e5665;"><span style="line-height: 115%;">She bought her computer in the late 1980s,
taught herself how to use it for email and genealogy, and shared all her
research about our common ancestors with me. Last year, her computer
"crashed". I had it repaired for her, but in doing so, no one in her
family had thought to remember or write down all of her user names and passwords
for email, bank account, etc. At age 95, she was not able to remember herself all the steps it takes to get to remember to get everything going
again. They were lost forever in her present mind and although I tried to
retrieve them, I was not able to. </span></span></i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: #4e5665;"><span style="line-height: 115%;"><br /></span></span></i></span>
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: #4e5665;"><span style="line-height: 115%;">This taught me a valuable lesson. ALWAYS,
ALWAYS ALWAYS, write down somewhere safe EVERY USER NAME and PASSWORD, ask a
trusted relative to keep all the USER NAMES and PASSWORDS for you, use an
external drive or thumb drive to retain all of the pertinent information, use icloud backup, or use a password protection program that will remember and open up everything
automatically for you. </span></span></i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: #4e5665;"><span style="line-height: 115%;"><br /></span></span></i></span>
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: #4e5665;"><span style="line-height: 115%;">One or more these methods could have saved my 96-year old dear second cousin, two times removed, so she
could continue her joy of communicating with a computer.</span></span></i></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: #4e5665;"><span style="line-height: 115%;">I hope all of my readers will enjoy this remarkable story about my dear 96-year old second cousin, two times removed who I hope to remain friends with past her 100th birthday in 2017. </span></span></i></span><br />
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Linda Robbinshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12343509175889633377noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8946600720248107987.post-28193270202639944092012-03-13T17:26:00.000-05:002015-05-14T23:14:02.983-05:00Cleveland, Texas Memories of Granny and Granddaddy Gray<div style="text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i>Alice Lucinda Willis Richard Lusky, better known to 14 grandchildren as Granny and Granddaddy or Aunt Alice and Uncle Lusky, lived in the same home for 40 years from 1938-1978 when Granddaddy died. Granny passed away at the Cleveland Nursing Home in 1980. They lived at 605 Arvon, so addressed in later years, south of Cleveland, Texas in Liberty County on a sandy, dirt road. It was the nesting place for their four adult children, spouses, grandchildren, older great-grandchildren, and countless numbers of other relatives including Lusky's seven siblings' families and Alice's twelve siblings' families who were scattered mostly in east Texas or southeast Texas with a few who moved to other regions of Texas. </i></span></div>
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<i style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I have again invited my sister, Llewellyn "Llew Cheyenne" Hollingsworth from Bellingham, Washington to be a guest blogger on the HollingsworthRobbinsFamilyTree. Enjoy the recollections of her visits which means "all of our visits" to Granny and Granddaddy Gray's home in Cleveland, Texas from her perspective from 1943-1968 when our family lived in Texas and Oklahoma, and when Llew also lived in Louisiana. </i></div>
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<i><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #2a2a2a; line-height: 115%;">"Dear Linda, </span></span></i></div>
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<i><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #2a2a2a; line-height: 115%;">Here are </span><span style="background-color: white; color: #2a2a2a; line-height: 115%;">Cleveland Granny and Granddaddy Gray </span><span style="background-color: white; color: #2a2a2a; line-height: 115%;">memories from childhood and cousins. I plan to
write another time about the swing, the dreaded night walk through the chicken
yard to the outhouse, the outhouse, and a near trip to the woods which was
nixed by Aunt Maxine much to our mother's delight. Love, Llew "</span></span></i></div>
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off the living room that was used for storage, and the closet was full of
stacks of material, the major part of which had come from feed sacks. The
sacks were made with beautiful prints of flowers and designs of all
kinds. Granny would take our mothers and us there to choose cloth
for skirts and quilts. Those gathered skirts, worn with white blouses and
white turned down socks, were some of my favorite clothes. To this day, I
still like small flower prints. I loved being included with the grown
women in the choosing process of looking through all the stacks of
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Singer sewing machine in her bedroom that had to be pedaled to run. As an
adult myself, I have had friends and known women who would now search wide and far
for one of those old pedal powered Singers. My Granny made quilts with
hers, Dutch Boy and Dutch Girl patterns, but ones with intricate linkings of
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each, but wore out the Dutch Boy one, before I woke my brain up and realized
that I had a treasure. I have the Dutch Girl one still, worn, but whole,
resting safely in a cover. I still have the earlier Dutch Girl one with
material on it that I can remember choosing with my Granny Gray and my mother
in that storage bedroom before I graduated from high school.</span></i></div>
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visit me once here in Washington, she brought with her a last quilt, made from
suit material that my grandmother had had. My mother had the quilt
completed with a red backing, and so I own one of the last quilts that my
grandmother worked on. Both are treasures.</span></span></i></div>
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storage vault for all that cloth, we would pass some shelves built into what
was probably a closet space. All my grandparents’ closets were covered
with long curtain covers, probably also made from the sacks. In this
particular space of shelves were all the westerns imaginable, Zane Gray.
When I was young, I always wondered if my Granddaddy liked them because they
were written by a relative of his. No relation, but he had more of Zane
Gray's westerns than I had ever seen. Eventually, I even read some of
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galvanized tubs at my grandparents was a rare treat for me. They were an
adventure unlike any that we had at our home. The water was heated on the
stove and slowly added in with the cold water, with steam rising, gave a more
personal touch to bathing. We would each take turns in the tub, youngest
to oldest in my memory, making me feel very Japanese for some reason,
probably National Geographic articles on Japanese bathing in pools.
Those tubs always gave me the sense of swimming pools and community. I
know now that we had the tubs because there wasn't indoor plumbing for a bath
in Cleveland, but when young, it was just the sense of community and warm towels
and the kitchen stove and sharing and an indoor pool that made me enjoy
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kitchen door and pump where the sense of adventure was expanded with watching
for granddaddy longlegs that could suddenly fall into the water, although it was
more a watchful fear than a frequently happening event. And there was the
worry of snakes, which actually never appeared, but which were a believed
danger. I can remember loving to look at the patterns on the wooden walls
in the bathhouse, again with a galvanized tub, and wondering at the age of
the wood and how it was cut and getting it combined in my mind with comments
from the adults about my grandfather having worked in lumber mills. I
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highway, and my grandmother worked much of the garden that was out east from
the kitchen and front bedroom. There was a sense of who owned and worked
which land, with the house in the middle. I thought that they were
superb farmers, growing the freshest and best tasting food available. And
they did. To this day, there are no string beans that match the
ones my Granny made, cooked or canned in mason jars. And she did
something to corn, cut from the cob and cooked in an iron skillet on the
stove with milk and other things, unknown mysteries now, that produced the best
corn I ever had. My all time favorites, though, were her canned greens
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travel to Cleveland that would be praised and enjoyed by my friends in
soups and side dishes. Her fame went far. <o:p></o:p></span></i></span></div>
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from their gardens, and to wake up early in the front bedroom and watch them
working among the plants while I lay toasty warm in bed, peering through
the raised windows and the screens to the garden beyond the flowers that
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living room which was by the kitchen. Granny would turn it into
a contest of sorts with Coca Cola as a prize. My memory, though, is that
we all got the prize, so we all must have been expert shellers. I
remember the sound of the beans hitting the enamel bowls and the patterns that
they would make as they piled up. I especially liked the ones that were a
pale cream color with red swirls around them. There were many different
types of beans, each with a unique taste, many of which I have not been able to
find as an adult, and all of which were delicious. I can remember one
conversation I had with Granddaddy about why we ate some beans as string beans
while throwing other bean covers away; I wondered why they weren't all string
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Granddaddy would go under the house from the west side where the swing and my Grandparents'
bedroom were to retrieve potatoes. They were kept somewhere under there
in deep mystery, and would come back out with him covered in a white dust that
he would wash off at the pump. I often asked to go under the house with
him, and he would smile but decline the help. To this day, the
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and uncles were at my Grandparents at the same time, my Daddy, my Uncles, and
my Granddaddy would go to town and get fish to fry in a large dark
pot that was at the back of the garden. It was out beyond the garden that my
Grandmother tended most of the time, and out beyond the chicken
yard. The pot always reminded me of the kind that my Granny and Aunt
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"man caves" to talk politics in and watch games, but then they met in
that field and fried up the best fish I had tasted, crispy and tender, flakey
and salty, perfect in every way. They would bring it into the kitchen all
ready for the rest of the meal that my aunts and my Granny had put on the
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be watermelon outside with us sitting in the wicker, rope chairs under the big
shade trees. I was pretty good at spitting seeds. Most of us grandkids
were, when our mothers weren't looking. That was a time for listening to
the grownups talk about politics and church and the weather, and about catching
up on the activities of the families gathered there. I can still hear the
sounds of their voices, my own Daddy's that was resonant and strong,
Uncle Ruel's that was kind sounding, Uncle Newell's that was full of mischief
and joking, and my Granddaddy's that always sounded like the punctuation to what
was said. My aunts, my Mother, and Granny would be busy in the kitchen
with memories and tales of our activities and laughter. Those were nice
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was a two lane country one with scant traffic was a small general store
typical of the South, even Southeast Texas. I have taught English and
read many novels by Faulkner, Welty, McCullers and others and seen this country
store as an adult over and over. But I first saw it as a child in Cleveland, as
a treat from my Grandparents, usually for a chore well done by all of us, the Grandkids
who stayed with them during summers. The store was wooden, with wooden
steps leading up to a long porch across the front and a screen door that let in
sounds and breezes, but not bugs. The overall look was brownish because
the paint was worn, but the floors and shelves were spotlessly clean, neat, and
tidy. <o:p></o:p></span></span></span></i></div>
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bars, Coca Cola, and other pop, like orange, cream soda, chocolate, cherry, and
there were peanuts. Peanuts were amazing when added to a cold, cold
bottle of Coke, really amazing when there were a few ice crystals in the
liquid. Drink eating those peanuts while drinking the Coke was about the
most grown up thing in the world. <o:p></o:p></span></i></span></div>
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and back was also a grown up thing, because we had to cross the highway.
The “we” was generally my sister Linda and brother Kermit along with my cousins
Terry, Cecil, Richard, Margaret Ann, and Mary Alice. Linda was in charge of the
hike away from the safety of my grandparents' house because she was the oldest.
I quickly grew to be the tallest, and then Cecil grew, too. But we let
her think that she knew best, because Granny had put her in charge. <o:p></o:p></span></i></span></div>
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side of the road facing traffic, and stepped back and waited when cars actually
came by. Before reaching the highway, though, there was a dirt road that
had grass growing in the center of two paths for tires and that was filled with
soft and pale sandy dirt. I loved to kick that dirt and make puff clouds
and prints. Then I would check them out on the way back to see the patterns
that either I had made or that all of us had made. <o:p></o:p></span></i></span></div>
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<i><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #2a2a2a; line-height: 115%;">I remember having nickels
and dimes, usually just one; but what I can't remember is whether we each had
money, or whether we all had a coin, one to share. The memory is of each
of us holding a coin, and each of us making choices at the store. I
thought that Mars Bars were the best candy in the world, when I wasn't busy be
enamored with those peanuts. And getting icy bottles out of the pop
machine took skill. It was one of those kind where the lid was
raised, the money dropped in just "so so" as not to jam the works,
and each bottle then had to be slid along paths to "maze" its
way to the place where it had to be lifted with just the right skill to free it
up from the machine. I loved going to that store.</span></span></i></div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption"><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><i>The Richard "Lusky" Gray and Alice Lucinda Willis Gray Family with all descendants<br />about 1960: Front Row Left to Right, David Lusky Snow, Penny Jones, Donald Gray<br />Snow, M. Henry "Hank" Jones, Deborah "Debbie" Hollingsworth Vierling; Second Row Left to<br />Right, Terry Jones, Mary Alice Gray; Row Three Left to Right, Kermit King Hollingsworth, Jr.,<br />Margaret Ann Gray Sutherland Anderson, Linda Sue Hollingsworth Littlejohn Robbins,<br />Row Four Left to Right, Alice Lucinda Willis Gray, Richard "Lusky" Gray, Llewellyn "Llew<br />Cheyenne" Hollingsworth, Mary Margaret Moulder Gray, Opal Murriel Gray Hollingsworth, <br />Row Five Left to Right, Ava Maxine Gray Jones, Richard Clay Gray, Ruel Edward Snow, <br />"Cecil" Newell Gray, Cecil "Newell" Gray, Kermit King Hollingsworth, Sr., Row 6, Albert<br />William "Bill" Jones.</i></span></td></tr>
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of my clearest memories. Many vines grew in tangles around the edges of
the gardens and chicken yard area and in the area out beyond the chicken yard.
The cousins that I remember going out with the most were Terry, Cecil, and
Richard, with my brother Kermit and then me. I can remember that because
Cecil and I were the tallest. We would hold the vines away for the younger
pickers and they would often crawl under to the juiciest berries. Here in
the Northwest in Washington state, now, the juiciest berries are on the top,
perhaps because there is scant sun and the top gets the most; In Cleveland, the
juiciest and largest berries were often under the bushes, in the shadiest areas.
And they tasted the best and were the sweetest. </span></span></span></span></i></div>
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the time, always seemed to get the most and best berries, and I always felt
that it was because she lived with our grandparents there in Cleveland and as a
result had more practice with better and longer instruction about how to
pick. I can remember getting stuck in the thorns more than once and
having to have my brother and cousins pull vines away from my clothes so that I
could get out of the blackberries. <o:p></o:p></span></i></span></div>
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a container to pick in, but I can't remember what they were. I often
wonder if they were small buckets or bowls. I do know that when we
brought the berries back that my Granny Gray would wash them and we would have
bowls of them with milk and some sugar on them. They were
delicious. There were berries saved for jam and pies later. When I
was in my twenties, I went through Cleveland with a friend of mine
and we stopped at my Grandparent's home and again I picked blackberries, had
some eaten there, and took some travelling on to Thibodaux, Louisiana, where I
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><i>In-Law Spouses of Gray Family: Front Row:<br />Alice Lucinda Willis Gray, Richard "Lusky"<br />Gray, Mary Margaret Moulder Gray; Row 2:<br />Albert William "Bill" Jones, Ruel Edward<br />Snow, and Kermit King Hollingsworth, Sr. </i></span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><i>Gray Family Grandchildren: Front Row, David <br />Lusky Snow, Penny C. Snow, Deborah Hollingsworth,<br />Mary Alice Gray; Row 2, Terry Jones, "Hank" Jones,<br />Llewellyn Hollingsworth; Row 3, Margaret Ann Gray,<br />Richard Clay Gray, Alice Lucinda Willis Gray, Richard<br />"Lusky" Gray, "Cecil" Newell Gray, Kermit King<br />Hollingsworth, Jr., and Linda Sue Hollingsworth,<br />Grandson Peter "Pete" Lusky Gray was born in 1967.</i></span></td></tr>
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Thank you, Llew (Llewellyn Hollingsworth "aka" Llew Cheyenne Hollingsworth), my next sister for writing this inspiring post about our grandparents Richard Lusky and Alice Lucinda and the many visits that our four sets of parents made to Cleveland, Texas with the four of us in our Hollingsworth family as well as the two sons in the Snow family, the two sons and two daughters in the Gray family, and the two daughters and two sons in the Jones family. We four families were the three daughters and one son plus the fourteen grandchildren of Richard Lusky and Alice Lucinda .<br />
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Linda Robbinshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12343509175889633377noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8946600720248107987.post-19976916649554156832012-03-06T18:59:00.000-06:002012-03-06T19:35:16.651-06:00Methodist Church Camping from 1956-1964 in TX & OK<span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial;"> </span><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">I invited my next sister, Llewellyn "Llew Cheyenne" Hollingsworth to be my guest blogger and share her memories of going to church camp in Texas and Oklahoma when she was age 13 to 21. Here are her thoughts about what she recalls about going to church camp. Most of her experiences happened over 50
years ago, and she states, "They may lack some pertinent facts, or may be resplendent with
facts that may or may not be everyone else's exact recollection, a mix of memories from the childhood I remember".</span><br />
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Camp, Now Lakeview Methodist Conference Center,</u> N</span></b><b style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"><i><u><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial;">ear Palestine, TX,
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warmer in Texas than it is in Washington State. The screening kept quite
a bit of the rain out. I checked it out with campers lucky enough to get into
one of the screened cabins. I never made it to one. </span></span></div>
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<b><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"> The consequences that
I learned to deal with at Lakeview, were getting my shoes on safely in the
mornings by first checking them out by thumping them vigorously in case any
lizards, centipedes, or scorpions had crawled into them for warmth during the
night, getting a top bunk because that was always safer than having
inexperienced campers climb into beds stepping all over you in the bottom bunks
and dropping covers and things on you in the night, and keeping my suitcase
closed, for the same reasons as the shoes. <o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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<b><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"> I never came in close
contact with any of the creeping crawly monsters, but the stories of them kept me
on my checking routine. I often found, kept, and cared for a pet lizard
during camp, even took it home afterward. It seemed to be the rage for a
while, with whole fleets of lizards migrating to Houston from central Texas at
the close of camp. <o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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<b><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"> The lizards were tied
to a button on our blouses by thick thread or small twine. It was important to
let them down for grass and to find them insects to eat. I wondered what
lizards really ate and if we took care of them enough for them to live. I
know that many mothers, mine included, probably returned many pets to the
wild. My favorite ones were the bright yellow green ones instead of the
commoner greenish brown ones. Chartreuse is still a favorite color.
Those lizards were definitely more vibrant than their dull counterparts.</span></b></div>
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<b><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"> I loved all the
activities and routine of camp, and wonder now at the variety of experiences that
we were given there. It was there that I first learned to braid in
several patterns, both leather and plastic, into key rings, long strips, and
now a variety of art adornments. I first worked with
metal, pounding designs into flat trays and even once learning to pound a small
bowl out of thin copper. I still work in copper. I thought that
going to the craft building was fascinating, and even though I can't clearly
remember any of the teachers, they gave me an array of skills and enjoyment
that were amazing. I remember that we took home what we made, key rings, lanyards, small purses, trays, and one bowl.</span></b></div>
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breakfast. At home we often had scrambled eggs, toast, hot oatmeal, and occasionally
pancakes and maple syrup. My mother always cooked for us, having food ready at
each meal. As I have grown older and talked with other friends about what their
homes were like, I have come to wonder at how consistently and well we
ate. <o:p></o:p></span></span></b></div>
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<b><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"> With little
appreciation of the feasts at home, I eagerly looked forward to church camp for
those small boxes of cereal that could be opened with two flaps on the side and
placed on the table like a small rectangular box bowl. I loved to pour milk
into the cardboard boxes. I felt like both a real pioneer and lucky beyond
belief. I thought that explorers or rugged campers took cereal boxes along. All those choices! There were 20+ kinds of cereal, things I seldom saw,
except at the store. Amazing! Even now, at age 68, when I see the small
boxes at the grocery, I think of camp. Breakfast like that was a rare treat.</span></b><b><span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"><br />
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<b><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"> The clearest sense
that I have of camp is of the music and singing. I always loved to listen
to voices singing in harmony and to people who could sing well. It seemed that many people who went to camp
were amazingly talented. My older sister, Linda, was one of those, and my
daddy was another, who often sang solos at camp, as he did in church at Sunday
night service from time to time. I could always hear their voices and
recognize them. Then I would listen for others, blending into the harmony
that hymns give, and the other songs that we sang. I have always enjoyed
singing, and could read music and hit most of the right notes, but my sister
and father had really memorable voices. Sometimes, I would just listen.<o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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led by people who now come to me as if they were Henry David Thoreau or John
Muir at the least. We walked through the woods, especially around the
lake, listening to birds, sketching them, watching insects, noting their
sounds, gathering leaves, bark, berries, flowers and grasses. We kept
notebooks to see how the next day’s hike compared. </span></b><span class="apple-converted-space"><b><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; color: #2a2a2a; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"> </span></b></span></div>
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<b><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial;"><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i> </i></span><span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;">We moved to Oklahoma when I was in the ninth
grade. My church camp was Devil's Canyon. There, the canteen was a
focused treat. I don't think there was a canteen in Texas. Buying a
pop, candy bar or nuts seemed like the epitome of adulthood at age 14. My
sister Linda worked in the canteen one year, part of the magical heart of adult
nonchalance and choices, even if it only consisted of candy and Coke. </span></span></b></div>
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Canyon, we learned to folk dance, with various styles from around the
world. I always waited and hoped for the ones from Israel, which seemed
full of dissonance and energy all at once. When I have seen actual dances
from Israel, in film or TV, I saw that we did very easy and basic steps, but
they carried the flavor.<o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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the disk was impossibly long and could be lined up so exactly with the goals
that missing was nearly impossible. I was fairly good at shuffleboard.
I think over the years that I discovered that being blind in one eye has some
benefits, one of them taking deadly aim at a target that is straight off in the
distance. Those shuffleboard disks slid right to their aim. It was a game
where I felt powerful and skilled. That in itself was a rarity. I
loved playing with people and saw how other people set up their shots. I got to
know how other people felt about the game. Friends and shuffle board went
together, almost like a giant spread out living board game.<o:p></o:p></span></b><br />
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equally good at it. I can remember the clang of points made and the muffled
sound of the metal that hit the sand when the shot fell short or arced across
the goal too far. It was possible to tell the score while watching the
players without even looking at the results by listening to those sounds.</span></b></div>
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must assume that I couldn't swim then, either. However, going to the lake
was another hike that I enjoyed. We would get into our suits and take a
towel and march single file by the cabins and down the trail to the lake, very
orderly with a hum of excitement under the marching. After the swim,
probably a bobbing in the water for me, or wading, we would drip march with towels
trying to keep us dry and warm through the trees back to the cabins, again in
single file. Finally, all those wet things were hanging about the
cabin. Wet things dried quickly in Texas in the summer, including us.</span></b><br />
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at Devil’s Canyon, I went on a longer hike to the end of one of the lesser used
canyons. At the end was a cabin rumored to be a place where Jesse James or
Billy the Kid or some such questionable hero stayed. I felt as if I was
stepping into history, and hiking as well, a double pleasure.</span></b></div>
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<b><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"> Early in the
mornings, extra hikes were taken up to the rims of the canyons. These
were very quiet and thoughtful times, with the walks and climbs a time of
silent meditation, broken only after returning to the open tabernacle for some
singing. It was a time of calm and color and noticing all the shades of
morning come up from the canyon floor and down from the tree tops to a point
where they would meet and transform all the rocks and forest around us. Light
can do so much in slant and texture out in a sparse Oklahoma forest on a canyon
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found snake skins on those nature hikes, a prize beyond belief, to be carefully
taped into our notebooks. It was a rare occasion, but I found a snake
skin, a nearly dry perfect one that was like parchment in its delicate
thinness, and not from a big snake. It was a treasure. Once, the
counselor found a snake skin that was large and patterned. He gave each of us a
section of it about 2 inches long. That also was a prize. I wonder what
became of those notebooks. They probably went the way of all the comic books I
used to have that would have made me a bazillionaire had I hung on to them with
their pristine condition.</span></b></div>
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Church Camp, now Cross Point Camp, </i></span></span></u></b><b><u><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial;"><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i>near Kingston,
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<b><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i> </i></span><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; font-family: Arial, sans-serif;">Church camp is
probably where I learned my love of camping.</span></b><b><span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"> <span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial;">When I was in college at Oklahoma City University, one summer I worked at
Lake Texhoma Church Camp. At least that was the intention. Originally, a
group of us OCU college students were to help with recreation and with food
service. When we arrived, the camp was still under construction, so we
helped with clearing bush, beating brush to drive rattle snakes toward the men
who caught them to clear the area, put in plumbing, spread concrete slabs, and
a whole list of helping that I never experienced. </span></span></b></div>
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<b><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"> We lived in covered
wagons, two to a wagon. They looked just like the wagons on
"Bonanza" or in the pictures of the Westward Expansion on the Oregon
Trail. We loved them until it rained. We
discovered that we had to rush outside to lower the canvas or get really
wet. The covered wagons only had the outer look of pioneering. Inside
they were equipped with four beds, dressers, mirrors and most of what would
make them livable. They had no electricity or water, unless the rain was
counted. They were a pale green. We lived in them almost all
summer. The camp was finally built by the end of summer in time for regular
camping and working in the dining hall. <o:p></o:p></span></b><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><b><i>on the north shore </i></b><b><i>of Lake Texoma in Oklahoma.</i></b></span></div>
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cook who taught me how to debone a chicken and to pull the bone out of pork so
that you couldn't even tell that it had ever been there. Those were good
skills. Every Friday, as we brought in the milk and ice cream, each of us
chose a quart flavor from the delivery truck to go feast on at the lake. </span></div>
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that the fellow workers probably remember best is when we lived in a nearby
motel for a time, between the covered wagon time and the finished cabin time. I
was asked to make coffee for the group. At home, my parents had a
percolator, so I assumed that when coffee was ready, it would stop
perking. I boiled the coffee until it turned to a thick syrup as I waited
for the perking to stop. Only one worker had a sip. I was off the coffee
production line for the rest of the summer.</span></b><br />
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<b><span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial;"> Church camp was a regular and important part of
my growing up. There were the regular age similar camping experiences.
There were special music camps with talented directors, family camps where our
complete family attended, and leadership camps when I was in college where we
would take part in social action work. I have fond memories of the
Methodist camps.<o:p></o:p></span></span></b></div>
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<b><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; font-family: Arial, sans-serif;">Llewellyn "Llew Cheyenne" Hollingsworth<o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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Washington<o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
Linda Robbinshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12343509175889633377noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8946600720248107987.post-60569296613169583402012-01-21T13:25:00.000-06:002012-01-21T13:53:01.281-06:00Why My Mother-In-Law Used 629 On Her Luggage LocksMy mother-in-law Fannie Harriet Love Robbins (1901-1987) used 629 for her luggage
combination locks when traveling in her later years after she retired
from teaching. I did not know the significance of 629 until I began researching her life in genealogy.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Ken, Fannie, and Robbie Robbins about 1948 before Robbie passed away on May 6th</td></tr>
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629 is significant because it was the marriage date
to her only husband, William Augustus Robbins, on June 29, 1929 at
First Baptist Church (American) in Syracuse, NY until his death on May 6,
1948 in Islip, NY where they lived on Rose Street and Grant Avenue. His death was due
to a perforated bowel obstruction. He spent 10 days at Southside
Hospital in Bay Shore, NY. They were married for 18 years, 10 months,
and 7 days.<br />
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Fannie had taught home economics in central and western New York, in smaller towns south of Rochester, NY including Cooperstown, NY before
she married. She also had been a 4-H sponsor in several small towns in
central NewYork. Her degree was a bachelor of science in home economics
from Syracuse University in May of 1925.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Fannie Harriet Love, Cooperstown, NY about 1926</td></tr>
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During her marriage to William Augustus Robbins, she worked as a family case worker, home
economics substitute in many school districts in the Islip, NY area, a
census enumerator for the U.S. Census in 1930 and 1940, and a pet
enumerator for the state of NY. Fannie also was the bookkeeper for her husband's civil engineering/land surveying business. She was a PTA President at Ken's Islip Elementary School and President of the American Legion Auxiliary.<br />
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She became a second grade
teacher by returning to Syracuse University for two summers while living at her parents' second home on Madison Street after her husband's death. She taught for almost 20 years in the Hauppauge, NY school district as a second grade teacher before
retiring.<br />
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In 1951 Fannie began traveling abroad with a trip to
visit her friends Christy and Judge William H. Roberts in Germany,
France, and England. She would continue with many flights and cruises to
all parts of the world in the next 20 years.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Fannie's 1951 Passport, pages 8-9. The right side of the passport page shows Fannie was accepted by the German immigration authorities to enter Germany.</td></tr>
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She bought a new
set of three suitcases that nested inside each other when she began
overseas traveling. Each had the same 3-part dial combination lock. Her
son, my husband Ken, told me the numbers on the locks were all the same:
629. He did not know the significance of the numbers until I discovered
Fannie and William's (Robby's) wedding date in my early days of
genealogy. Then it became clear about the importance of that date in
Fannie's mind and her use on her luggage. After Fannie passed away, we
became the owners of her luggage and continued to use the set until we
donated it to charity about 10 years ago. My only regret is that I did
not take a picture of Fannie's set of luggage. It was a black
leather-like set with red and yellow banding around the lid of each
piece.<br />
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Ken told me one story that happened many years before TSA. Someone figured out her combination before a flight to visit
relatives in Florida and removed a knife that she planned to use in the
family's kitchen in Florida. The official wrote her a note that explained that he/she
removed the knife from her luggage.<br />
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I doubt that anyone would be given a note of explanation today. Sometimes my checked luggage has been opened and rifled through, but nothing has been taken since I try my best to not put anything of value in my checked bags.<br />
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I am grateful to my husband Kenneth Charles Robbins for sharing many of the facts with me that are not able to be documented.Linda Robbinshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12343509175889633377noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8946600720248107987.post-47229524866224302412012-01-20T10:23:00.000-06:002013-05-03T09:26:24.861-05:00Google+ Presents Problems with Google Picasa Web Albums<br />
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<span class="commentbody"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="color: #741b47; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt;">A note to all readers of this specific Post about using Picasa with Google+:</span></b></span><br />
<span class="commentbody"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="color: #741b47; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt;">I now use Picasa 3.9 with Google+. Over time, meaning from January 20, 2012 when I wrote this article, I have learned how to send my albums to family and friends using the Google+ program.</span></b></span><br />
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<span class="commentbody"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="color: #741b47; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt;">I believe what we all wish to do is move forward as technology not only changes, but improves the way we accomplish anything. That is why I am posting this note and sharing how I have moved forward with what I have learned and can share with others.</span></b></span><br />
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<span class="commentbody"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="color: #741b47; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt;">What I have done is to keep my Google+ subscription because as Google+ stated, at least at one time, that if someone totally unsubscribed to their program, that person would not be able to recreate their subscription using their original information. In Google+ I make al of my settings "To Me" and nothing goes out to the circles I created at first. I then work my way through the options for my albums in Google+ until I come to the option that I can send my photos or album via email addresses. I can send the photos or albums as attachments to an email, or I can email the Google+ link for others to open the photos or albums. </span></b></span><br />
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<span class="commentbody"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="color: #741b47; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt;">The information below should also still work if you do not wish to see your photos in Picasa upload to Google+ albums.</span></b></span><br />
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<span class="commentbody"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt;">I have had to work through several problems and processes to possess, retain, and use the best options for my needs to send my online Google Picasa Web Albums to families and friends since upgrading to Picasa Version 3.9 with Google+. </span></b></span></div>
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<span class="commentbody"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt;">I was
too quick to subscribe to Google+ on my laptop that offers the new Picasa
Version 3.9 without realizing the consequences of my rush. I did not realize that
I would not be able to send Picasa Web Albums to family and friends via email,
not be able to post Picasa Web Albums to Facebook, or not be able to export my
Picasa Web Albums to my desktop. If you find that my assessment is incorrect, please let me know.</span></b></span></div>
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<span class="commentbody"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt;">The only option given to Google Picasa Google+ users is to send a Picasa Web Album to circles of friends at Google+. </span></b></span></div>
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<span class="commentbody"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt;">At
first, I was frustrated and decided I would delete my Google+ membership.
However, when I read the consequences of removing my Google+ membership, I
decided against that move. </span></b></span></div>
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<b><span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt;">On January 8 on my Facebook page, I
wrote, “Anyone else dissatisfied with Google+ and the fact that if you use
Picasa for maintaining your photographs, if you upgrade to Picasa 3.9, you lose
the ability to easily locate your Picasa Web Albums? </span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt;">Instead, pictures will show by default in Google+. For this reason, I thought I would downgrade my Google+ account, not delete it. </span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt;">Read the following explanation from
Google+ Help to understand why I do not want to choose Option 3. Instead, I
will choose Option 1 or 2 and hope that will keep my Picasa web folders where I
want them. Go to: <a href="http://support.google.com/plus/bin/answer.py?hl=en&answer=1044503&rd=1" target="_blank">http://support.google.com/plus/bin/answer.py?hl=en&answer=1044503&rd=1</a><br />
<a href="http://support.google.com/plus/bin/answer.py?hl=en&answer=1044503&rd=1" target="_blank">Downgrade from Google+ - Google+ Help</a></span></b><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt;"> </span></b></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><i><b><span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif";">“If you want to disable Google+, you have several options, ranging from temporary to permanent. </span></b></i></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><i><b><span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif";">Option 1: Change your profile visibility settings to hide
everything except your name and photo from public view. With this option, you
can hide the content that appears on your profile without deleting or losing
access to anything you've already created. The stuff you've shared will still
be accessible by those you shared with.</span></b></i></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><i><b><span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif";">Option 2</span></b><b><span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif";">: Downgrade
your Google+ account, which will delete your profile and remove your Google+
posts, circles, and other content. You'll still be able to access Gmail and
most other Google services.</span></b></i></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><i><b><span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif";">Option 3</span></b><b><span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif";">: <a href="http://www.google.com/support/accounts/bin/answer.py?answer=32046">Delete
your Google account</a>. You'll lose access to all Google services and existing
data requiring a Google Account. If you use Gmail, your Gmail address can't be
reused.</span></b></i></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><i><b><span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif";">To downgrade your Google+ profile:</span></b></i></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><i><b><span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif";"><a href="http://plus.google.com/" target="_blank">Sign in to Google+</a>.</span></b></i></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><i><b><span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif";">Click your full name or email address in the Google bar.</span></b></i></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><i><b><span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif";">Click Account
settings.</span></b></i></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><i><b><span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif";">Click the Account
overview tab. </span></b></i></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><i><b><span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif";">Click Delete profile
and remove associated social features.”</span></b></i></span><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt;"></span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt;">In the end, I did not choose to use
Google+ Option 1, 2, or 3 to disable, downgrade, or delete my Google+ account. </span></b><span class="commentbody"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt;"></span></b></span></div>
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<span class="commentbody"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt;">With Picasa Version 3.9 I cannot send my Picasa Web Albums to anyone unless they have signed up with Google+. There is no option to send web album invitations to people who have email addresses, without other social media. There is also no option to send web albums to another social media presence such as Facebook or Twitter. </span></b></span></div>
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<span class="commentbody"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt;">Another
flaw I discovered with Picasa Version 3.9 and Google+ is that I cannot download
a Google+ Web Album to the online Picasa program. I processed my imported pictures to a Google+
Web Album before creating a folder for those pictures on the online Picasa
program. </span></b></span></div>
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<span class="commentbody"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt;">My solution
now is to retrieve the original pictures from the My Pictures Folder on the C
Drive and import them into the online Picasa program again. I am thankful I can
“start again” and choose some pictures to send to Facebook, export some to the
desktop on my laptop or desktop computer, or order some from online vendors.</span></b></span></div>
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<span class="commentbody"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt;">What
gave me the idea of returning to Picasa Version 3.8 is that Picasa Version 3.8 remained
on my desktop. I discovered that I can use the email, Facebook, export, and
Google+ options with Picasa Version 3.8. I can send my Picasa Version 3.8 Web
Albums that are viewable on any computer I sign into, with Picasa as email
invitations. </span></b></span></div>
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<span class="commentbody"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt;">Here is
my solution: </span></b></span><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt;">So far I have "fixed" my Picasa problem with Google+. I installed the previous version of Picasa that will allow me to send my Picasa Web Albums to family members via email address. The newest Picasa download version does not give the option to send invitations to view Picasa pictures using family or friends' email addresses, only to Google+ Circles. </span></b></div>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt;">Here is the website I
used to go back one version to find Version 3.8 on January 18, 2011: <a href="http://www.oldapps.com/picasa.php?old_picasa=22%3Fdownload" target="_blank">http://www.oldapps.com/picasa.php?old_picasa=22%3Fdownload</a></span></b></div>
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<a href="http://www.oldapps.com/picasa.php?old_picasa=22%3Fdownload" title=""" t "><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt; text-decoration: none;"></span></b></a><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt;"></span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt;"><a href="http://www.oldapps.com/picasa.php?old_picasa=22%3Fdownload" target="_blank">Download Picasa 3.8 Build 117.41 - OldApps.com</a></span></b><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt;"> </span></b></div>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt;">The description from <a href="http://www.oldapps.com/">www.oldapps.com</a>
is as follows:</span></b></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><i><b><span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif";">“Picasa is marketed as being easy to use and it offers many one click effects such as color enhancement, red eye reduction and cropping. Other features include slide shows, printing and image timelines. Pictures can be organized into albums. Albums can be organized into collections. Pictures can be r</span></b></i></span><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-size: small;"><i>earranged in albums
by drag and drop. Images can be resized and exported for external use, be
e-mailed or printed. There is also an integrated facility to order photo
prints.<br />
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One fundamental principle of Picasa is that it never overwrites original
images. This means that any changes applied to images using Picasa are stored
only as differences relative to the original file, and only appear within
Picasa. To see any changes in other software, the user must Export the images.”</i></span></span></b><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><i><b><span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif";">At some point, I will probably look for Download Picasa 3.8 Build 117.43 as it was the latest Picasa 3.8 Version that included:</span></b></i></span><br />
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<li><span style="font-size: large;"><i>Fixed importing from scanners.</i></span></li>
<li><span style="font-size: large;"><i>Fixed Backup and Restore creating duplicate .ini files</i></span></li>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><i>according to the Picasa and Picasa Web Albums Release Notes:</i></span><br />
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<b><u><span style="font-size: large;"><i>http://support.google.com/picasa/bin/picasa.google.com/support/bin/static.py?hl=en&page=release_notes.cs</i></span></u></b></div>
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<span class="commentbody"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt;">I am
not an Internet whiz kid by training or guru by experience. I share this information in case it will help
someone else who is having the same difficulty. Please make a comment if this
helped you, or if you have a different solution to my problem. I appreciate
your input. </span></b></span><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt;"></span></b></div>
Linda Robbinshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12343509175889633377noreply@blogger.com16tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8946600720248107987.post-32188414117321372052011-12-18T00:00:00.000-06:002011-12-19T01:21:07.224-06:00I Found Antrim Cemetery Across the Road!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAxHzcxLCqIOCjLbq5AvMC2QgBYcDnRNhWhoLy1HXRryg1dhxx9uco9uE12Rkun2AMsUep98dr-tePtODLK51nJ4QbOXKdutCdL0X8EV5G9zDym1Ld8e2SSJMN_jWjGG9aUhJ-719NK6E/s1600/Antrim+Cemetery+Metal+Sign.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="132" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAxHzcxLCqIOCjLbq5AvMC2QgBYcDnRNhWhoLy1HXRryg1dhxx9uco9uE12Rkun2AMsUep98dr-tePtODLK51nJ4QbOXKdutCdL0X8EV5G9zDym1Ld8e2SSJMN_jWjGG9aUhJ-719NK6E/s200/Antrim+Cemetery+Metal+Sign.jpg" width="200" /></a><span style="font-family: Arial;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;">Antrim Cemetery Today:</b><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">Antrim Cemetery is an active cemetery nestled in the northwest corner of Houston County, Texas close to the Anderson County line and contains recent
burials of families who presently live in the area or who lived in this area in
the past. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">Visitors may come to the open cemetery to pay their respects, clean the area around headstones, take
pictures, and write comments in the Visitors' Notebook. My interest is about the two ancestral lines in my mother's family: the Willis and Gray surnames. Many other surnames in the Antrim Cemetery are also in my ancestry listed alphabetically: Brinson, Cook, Durnell, Edens, Helm, Hudnell, Little, McElroy, Simpson, Streetman, Weisinger, Weissinger, and Williams.</span><span style="font-family: Arial;"> </span></div>
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settler in the Antrim Community in the Houston and Anderson Counties area: W. F.
Gray, my Great-great-great Grandfather, born 1802 and said to have migrated from Antrim County in Ireland.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">Another story says that an earlier name for the cemetery was McElroy Cemetery. Still another name is Anthom Cemetery.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Elkhart, Texas (5.8 miles NNE), Salmon, Texas (6.8 miles ENE), and Grapeland, Texas (8.5 miles ESE).</span> <br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;">Find A Grave</b>:<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial;"><a href="http://www.findagrave.com/">www.findagrave.com</a>:
Antrim Cemetery, Houston County, Texas: 235 Records, <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: black; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Transfer requests at www.findagrave.com should be requested for
direct relatives within four generations. This includes siblings, parents,
grandparents, great-grandparents, children, grandchildren, and great-grandchildren.</span><o:p></o:p></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">The following individual contributors, organization, and
more have added records to www.findagrave.com web site for Antrim Cemetery:<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial;"><strong>Joel Farringer</strong>, </span><a href="http://www.findagrave.com/"><span style="color: blue; font-family: Arial;">www.findagrave.com</span></a><span style="font-family: Arial;">
member #46600437, member for 7 years, 11 months, 21 days,<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial;"><strong>Martha Yates Vandver</strong>, <a href="http://www.findagrave.com/">www.findagrave.com</a> member #46783522, member for 6 years, 8 months, 28 days, </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;"><a href="http://www.findagrave.com/cgi-bin/fg.cgi?page=mr&CRid=2129&MRid=46783522">http://www.findagrave.com/cgi-bin/fg.cgi?page=mr&CRid=2129&MRid=46783522</a></span></div>
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member #46860860, member for 5 years, 3 months, 21 days, </span><a href="http://www.findagrave.com/cgi-bin/fg.cgi?page=mr&MRid=46860860"><span style="color: blue; font-family: Arial;">http://www.findagrave.com/cgi-bin/fg.cgi?page=mr&MRid=46860860</span></a><span style="font-family: Arial;">.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-no-proof: yes;"><span style="font-family: Arial;"><strong>Linda Robbins</strong>, </span><a href="http://www.findagrave.com/"><span style="color: blue; font-family: Arial;">www.findagrave.com</span></a><span style="font-family: Arial;">
member #47094726, member for 3 years, 9 months, 25 days,<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="mso-no-proof: yes;"><span style="font-family: Arial;"><strong>Tom Streetman</strong>, </span><a href="http://www.findagrave.com/"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><span style="color: blue; font-family: Arial;">www.findagrave.com</span></span></a><span style="font-family: Arial;">
member #47063251, member for 3 years, 26 days, <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><span style="font-family: Arial;"><strong>Houston
County Historical Commission</strong>, Crockett, TX, </span><a href="http://www.findagrave.com/"><span style="color: blue; font-family: Arial;">www.findagrave.com</span></a><span style="font-family: Arial;">
member #:47230384, member for 1 year, 10 months, 26 days, </span></span><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-no-proof: yes;"><a href="http://www.findagrave.com/cgi-bin/fg.cgi?page=mr&MRid=47230384"><span style="color: blue; font-family: Arial;">http://www.findagrave.com/cgi-bin/fg.cgi?page=mr&MRid=47230384</span></a><span style="font-family: Arial;">.</span></span></div>
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<strong><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Records List and Map of Row and Plot Numbers by Ivey Maurice Brinson after 2004:</span></strong></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">Antrim Cemetery, Houston County, Texas: 184 Records<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">Letty Harrington compiled this Internet web site list to place online records
complete with name, birth date, death date, inscription, and her comments in
five columns. Each record is linked to a digital photograph of each headstone. Last
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by Houston County Historical Commission, Third Floor, Court House, Crockett,
Texas. Copyright 1978. Hunter Publishing Company, Printers. 2475 South
Stratford Road, Winston-Salem, NC. 27103. The second edition contains 192
burial grounds, family plots, and community cemeteries. The preface lists many
Houston and Anderson County residents who volunteered for the field work for
this edition including many descendants of John Pinckney and Lucy Jane Lamb
Willis. The Table of Contents is an Alphabetical Indexed List of Houston County
Cemeteries from pages 3-431. At the end of the book is a Surname List for Houston
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">“Located about 7 miles west of Grapeland on Farm to
Market Road 1272. Take right hand dirt road and go about 4 miles. It is just
across Mackleroy Spring Brand on a hill to the right. Well-kept and enclosed by
a cyclone fence.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">“It derived its name from W. F. Gray [my 3<sup><span style="font-size: x-small;">rd</span></sup>
great-grandfather] who came from Antrim, England [Ireland or Virginia] in the
1800s and who is the great grandfather of Jim [James Malachi Gray, 1882-1964,
my great uncle] and Ed Gray [John Ed Gray, 1886-1959, my great uncle] and
grandfather of Richard Gray [1853-1917, my great-grandfather]. Some say the
first grave was that of a male slave and unmarked. However, according to
markers, the earliest is T. L. Kent, February 12, 1847-February 2, 1873.” <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">“Land for the cemetery was deeded by Mr. and Mrs. J. F.
Durnell [<span style="mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;">uncle of wife of 1st cousin 1x
removed</span>] in 1910. Almost every grave has interesting epitaphs of poetry
or scripture which have to be omitted for the sake of brevity. </span><span style="font-family: Arial;">Other remarks are written at the end of page 27: </span><span style="font-family: Arial;">“Wynn lots are enclosed by cyclone fince and “kept very
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">Additional history, according to Ethel Gray Wilson [1912-2004,
daughter of Richard Malachi and Olivia Elizabeth Gray mentioned in an earlier
paragraph, and my first cousin, once removed], Elkhart, Texas follows:<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">"In the 1860s, John McElroy bought the 488 acres in the
Collison League, where the Antrim Cemetery is located. John McElroy gave five
acres for a church, school, and cemetery. The first person to get a resting
place in the new cemetery was John McElroy’s negro slave. The next ones buried
were Billiy Williams and wife. I have no history on who passed away first. John
McElroy and wife, Jane, are resting here and his sister and a brother, nephews
and nieces.”</span></div>
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Crockett, TX 75835, </span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">936-544-3255 ext.
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<strong><span style="font-family: Arial;"></span></strong>Linda Robbinshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12343509175889633377noreply@blogger.com4Farm to Market Road 861, Elkhart, TX 75839, USA31.597033242051474 -95.58019638061523431.590271242051475 -95.59006688061524 31.603795242051472 -95.570325880615229tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8946600720248107987.post-85202885315887921212011-12-12T21:53:00.000-06:002011-12-12T23:38:33.275-06:00A Serendipity Celebration for Joseph JerkensI am excited to share this wonderful serendipity celebration for Joseph Jerkens and for his family, his descendents and nieces and nephews. It was not easy to find Josef Jurkiewicz's Application for the USA Declaration of Intention, but through several helpful people and organizations, I located it. The copy and information were all on the Internet. That is not always the case. Genealogists cannot expect everything to be on the Internet, but this time what I needed was. <br />
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I have written two other blog posts about Joseph Jerkens and the unknowns about his early life on July 8, 2011, <a href="http://hollingsworthrobbinsfamilytree.blogspot.com/2011/07/joseph-marion-jerkens-1883-1952.html"><span style="color: #992211;">Joseph Marion Jerkens (1883-1952) Followup</span></a>, and July 9, 2011, <a href="http://hollingsworthrobbinsfamilytree.blogspot.com/2011/07/joseph-marion-jerkens-jozef-marion.html"><span style="color: #992211;">Joseph Marion Jerkens (Josef Marion Jurkiewicz)</span></a>. <br />
<br />I finally "struck gold" with the New York Italian Genealogy Group at <a href="http://www.italiangen.org/EDN.stm">http://www.italiangen.org/EDN.stm</a> which indexed the New York Eastern District<span class="goog_qs-tidbit goog_qs-tidbit-0"> Court of NY
Naturalization Project. <span class="goog_qs-tidbit goog_qs-tidbit-0">This database contains an index to
the naturalization records that were issued between 1865 and 1956</span> by the
Eastern District Courts, which includes Kings (Brooklyn), Queens, Richmond
(Staten Island), Nassau and Suffolk Counties. </span><br />
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<span class="goog_qs-tidbit goog_qs-tidbit-0">I </span><span class="goog_qs-tidbit goog_qs-tidbit-0">used <span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="color: red;"><span style="color: black;">the </span> </span><i><a href="http://www.italiangen.org/NaturalizationRequestFormItalianGenSite.pdf">printable
form</a></i><span style="color: red;"> </span><span style="color: black;">to request Naturalization
Records from the </span><span style="color: red; font-family: Times New Roman;"><span style="color: black;">National Archives (NARA) in NY. This is a copy of the email I received from</span> <span style="color: navy;"><strong><em><span style="font-size: small;">Sharon A. Pullen, C.A., </span></em></strong></span><span style="color: navy; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-size: small;">Archivist, Office of the County Clerk, Historic Documents Library, 310 Center Drive, Riverhead, NY 11901-3392. She was most helpful to lead me in the right direction.</span> </span></span></span></span><br />
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Jurkiewicz, age 43, applied for the USA Declaration of Intention, in the
Village of Patchogue, Suffolk County, NY; occupation private groom, resided
Islip, Suffolk County, NY, white, dark complexion, 5'10", 168 lbs., brown
hair, grey eyes, scar on chin, birthplace Zadarow, Austria; came from Bremen,
Germany on Crown Princess Cecile. Joseph Jurkiewicz's last residence was given
as Tarnobrzeg. His birthplace was Buczacz which is the same district as the
village of Zadarow but about 400 miles NE of modern Vienna, Austria. Joseph
Jurkiewicz arrived at the port of NY in the state of NY about 21 Sep 1908. He
was not an anarchist or a polygamist. He intended to become a citizen of the
USA & permanently reside therein. Superior Court, Suffolk County, NY, Fred
S. Pulver, Clerk The form states that it is invalid for all purposes seven years
after the date hereof. Record #651879. <span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">Joseph became a naturalized citizen
on November 9, 1929. </span></span><br />
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<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>Linda Robbinshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12343509175889633377noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8946600720248107987.post-22208352858939312332011-12-02T09:28:00.001-06:002011-12-13T10:54:16.913-06:00Pearl Harbor Reflections One Week LaterWhere were you on December 7, 1941, during the bombing of Pearl Harbor? Were you born yet? Had you been "thought of" by your parents? How many years would it be before you were born? Do you know anyone who served in the United States Military during the bombing of Pearl Harbor? <br />
All six of my uncles served in the US Military during World War II: my dad's two brothers, Daniel A. Hollingsworth, enlisted on November 2, 1942 at age 35 and Frank S. Hollingsworth, enlisted in the U.S. Marines on December 11, 1937 at the age of 21 and served through the end of World War II. My dad's brother-in-law, Ralph Slagle, enlisted in the U.S. Army September 23, 1942 and served through the end of World War II in 1946. Ralph reinlisted in the U.S. Army from 1946-1949, and then enlisted in the Army Air Force from 1949-1966. On my mother's side, her brother Cecil N. Gray enlisted in the United States Navy on November 18, 1941 and was released from the US Navy on November 18, 1945. Mother's older sister's husband Ruel E. Snow enlisted on February 10, 1942 in the U.S. Army at Fort Sam Houston, Texas. After World War II, Ruel continued his military service in the Reserves until his retirement in the 1960s. My mother's younger sister's first husband, Melvin E. Gandy enlisted in the U.S. Army Air Corps on December 12, 1945, but I do not know how long he served. He was single at the time. <br />
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My parents "had thought of me" since I was born three months and 16 days later in 1942. According to Wickipedia in their Generation article, I was born in the Silent Generation that occurred between 1925 and 1945. We were "generally recognized as the children of the Great Depression. This event during their [our] formative years had a profound impact on them [us]." <br />
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The Silent Generation also included my husband who was born ten years earlier. As he told me, he, at age 9 1/2, was living on Rose Street in Islip, NY. He was in the back yard and his dad was working in the garden when his mom came out on the porch and announced that she heard on the radio, "The Japanese have bombed Pearl Harbor." I had not thought much about it before, but it is true that wherever anyone was on that fateful day, or even if they had not been born, our world changed drastically on that one day. It really was an "infamous" day in history. <br />
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I read last year about my high school choir teacher from Duncan, Oklahoma, Mr. Allen H. Clinkscales, Jr., as a veteran was at Pearl Harbor. Isn't it funny, or strange, that I and maybe none of our classmates knew about Mr. Clinkscales service in World War II? I recall him as my favorite teacher. <br />
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He must have been many of our classmates' favorite teacher also since he was voted the most popular teacher at our 50th Duncan High School Reunion 50 years later at Duncan High School where almost 200 of us gathered together to have fun, visit our old school, and talk about old and new times.<br />
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This link will show you what he looked like throughout his life including two photographs of him in the United States Navy: <a href="http://pearlharborsurvivors.homestead.com/ClinkscalesAllen.html">http://pearlharborsurvivors.homestead.com/ClinkscalesAllen.html</a><br />
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I believe that important days in our country's history can be thought about on more than the one day the big event occurred. I am certain that our United States citizens thought about December 7, 1941 for many years if they were old enough to grasp the importance of what happened then. <br />
<br />Linda Robbinshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12343509175889633377noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8946600720248107987.post-78296655978724975832011-11-17T00:43:00.001-06:002011-11-23T13:29:14.517-06:00Looking For Antrim Community in East TexasHave you tried to find a place that no longer exists? Where was Antrim Community in Texas? What evidence can we find today that it was once a place where families lived their lives, were born, attended school, married neighbors, farmed their land, shopped for essentials, sang and prayed in church, went to the local saloon, and were buried in the nearby cemetery.<br />
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Sometimes our favorite memories are now parking lots, high rise buildings, or possibly an empty mound of earth on a dirt road or a run down home that was once the pride of the family.<br />
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Antrim Community in Houston County is like the last thought expressed above--just a few memories can be found from some who lived there and recorded their memories. Even those thoughts are not much in evidence. Antrim was a place that had a school and a cemetery. The cemetery is still there. That's where my maternal great grandparents John Pinckney Willis and Lucy Jane Lamb are buried. <br />
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Antrim Community began in the 1864 according to all accounts. My direct line ancestors settled in this area in 1909 after leaving Calhoun County, Florida with 11 of their children. Antrim was nestled between Elkhart near the southwest corner of Anderson County, Texas and Grapeland, near the northwest corner of Houston County, Texas. Between the middle and late 1800s and the early 1900s, the settlers who built their homes and farmed the land didn't bother with the boundaries of the two counties. They walked, rode horses, mules, or in wagons to see their relatives and neighbors, go to town or church in both counties They raised their children who married others in the communities where they came from in Florida, Georgia, or Alabama, or new neighbors who were already settled in Texas. <br />
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near Antrim Community. North is to the left towards Elkhart in Anderson <br />
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Here is a description of the Antrim Community about its school from Armistead Albert Aldrich's book in 1943: <u>Antrim School</u><br />
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"One of the early schools of Houston County was located about 8 or 10 miles northwest of Grapeland, and was first known as the Antrim School. The first teacher of the school of whom we have any information was a man by the name of Rowe. He was followed by Mr. Russell Wilson, the father-in-law of Colonel W. N. Sheridan. He lived for a while in the home of Col. Sheridan and taught the school about the year 1865 or 1866. He was the father of Zach Wilson, who married Mary, the daughter of Thomas P. Collins and died about the year 1869."<br />
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Two women teachers at the Antrim School</div>
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"The next teacher of the Antrim School was a Dr. Turner. The school at Antrim was taught in a large, one room, log schoolhouse, about 24 feet square. It had no glass windows, but one log was sawed out to make an opening for a window."<br />
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in front of the Antrim School with many of our ancestors who were young students at that time.</div>
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Many of them or their families are buried in the Antrim Cemetery across the road from the</div>
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former location of the Antrim School--a knoll of land backed by a line of trees.</div>
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<b><span style="line-height: 115%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: x-small;"><i> Row 1:
Estel Martin, age 5; Not identified; Kenneth Little (first cousin, once removed;
Johnny Park Durnell; Wayne Little (first cousin, once removed); Bertha Mae
Durnell; Ethel Avalon Willis (first cousin once removed); and West Florida
Taylor (second cousin, once removed).<o:p></o:p></i></span></span></b></div>
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Anthony Gray; Bernice Gray; Alma Kiser; Lois Durnell; Edith Brinson, age 7 (sister-in-law
of first cousin once removed); and Not identified;<o:p></o:p></i></span></span></b></div>
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Lee Brinson, age 9 (</span></b><b><span style="line-height: 115%;">s</span></b><b><span style="line-height: 115%;">ister-in-law
of first cousin once removed</span></b><b><span style="line-height: 115%;">); </span></b><b><span style="line-height: 115%;">Eva
Simpson, age 6 (first cousin once removed);</span></b><b><span style="line-height: 115%;"> and </span></b><b><span style="line-height: 115%;">Hubert Gray, age 9 (first cousin once removed);</span></b><b><span style="line-height: 115%;"><o:p></o:p></span></b></i></span></div>
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Landrum, teacher; John Pike; Mildred Martin; Lillie Ruth Durnell; Mildred Gray,
age 7 (first cousin once removed); Bennie Gray, age 10 (first cousin once
removed); and </i></span></span></b><b><span style="line-height: 115%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: x-small;"><i>Porter
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"The Antrim School was later moved to a new community known as Pleasant Hill. Among the old time citizens who supported the Antrim School were John A. Davis, a son of Bradford Davis, Reuben Matthews and John A. Williams."</div>
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"A little town grew up around Pleasant Hill, consisting of two stores, one blacksmith shop, one saloon and a schoolhouse, which was also used as a church house. Among those who preached there were the Rev. Matt J. Edmiston, the Rev. Barbour and the Rev. Richards, all Presbyterian preachers. Other prominent citizens of the community were: John McElroy, Jim Gray, J. H. B. Kyle and John Little.<br />
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B.F. Edens also was a merchant at Pleasant Hill and afterwards moved to Grapeland and became one of the most successful merchants and business men of Grapeland, accumulating quite a little fortune. The old Antrim and Pleasant Hill schools deserve a place in Houston County history."<br />
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<span style="font-size: x-small;"><em>Notes from Linda Robbins: John A. Williams was John Andrew Williams (1826-1877), my great-great uncle who married Catharine Amanda McElroy (1829-1916). John McElroy (1831-?) was John D. McElroy, the husband of my great-great aunt Sarah Jane Williams McElroy (1837-?). Jim Gray (1830-1922) could have been James Malachi Gray , my great-grandfather, who came to Texas before 1850 and married Henrietta Elizabeth Gray. He also served in the Confederate Army in the Civil War. There are four James "Jim" Grays who lived in the area of the Antrim Community during last half of the 1800s and early 1900s. </em></span><br />
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<u>Antrim and Pleasant Hill Schools and Communities in NW Houston County, Texas</u><br />
<u>The History of Houston County, Texas: Together with biographical sketches of many pioneers and later citizens of said county, who have made notable contributions to its development and progress</u><br />
by Armistead Albert Aldrich, The Naylor Company, 1943<br />
<span style="font-family: inherit;">Pages 80-81</span><br />
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If anyone can identify any of the people or make corrections in the photographs or from the Antrim community, please make a comment or contact me. I will be glad to add correct information in my writing.<br />
Thanks to Ivey Maurice Brinson for copies of newspaper articles and photographs and thanks to Tom Streetman for copies of newspaper articles and photographs.<br />
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<br />Linda Robbinshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12343509175889633377noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8946600720248107987.post-35434704379955084572011-11-11T01:47:00.001-06:002012-03-06T21:45:37.975-06:00Great-Great Grandfather Elisha Pearl Wheeler Led Fascinating Life in Middletown, New York<br />
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Pearl Wheeler</span> (February 5, 1807-March 31, 1876)<o:p></o:p></span></span></u></b></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Transcription of Obituary for <span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: cyan; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial;">Elisha Pearl Wheeler</span> by Linda Sue Hollingsworth
Littlejohn Robbins, wife of Kenneth Charles Robbins, great-great-grandson of <span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: cyan; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial;">Elisha Pearl Wheeler</span>, through
Kenneth’s father William Augustus Robbins, his mother Pauline Wheeler Robbins,
her father James Wheeler, and his father <span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: cyan; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial;">Elisha Pearl Wheeler</span>. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Received from Peter Laskaris, Middletown, New York Town
Historian on three 8 ½” x 11” sheets of paper copied from the <u>Middletown
Daily Press, Saturday, April 1, 1876</u> [page numbers not given]</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Middletown Daily Press, Saturday, April 1, 1876</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Our village [Village of Middletown, Orange County, New York
from 1848-1888] was startled last evening [Friday, March 31, 1876] by the
announcement of the death of <span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: cyan; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial;">Mr.
Elisha P. Wheeler</span>, well and widely known as one of the most prominent
citizens and business men of Middletown. He died at a quarter before nine
o’clock [8:45 P.M.] at his residence on South Street, in this village, from a
stroke of apoplexy <b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><sup><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: yellow; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;">1</span></sup></b><sup><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: yellow; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;">.</span></sup>.
He had entered upon his seventieth year [February 5, 1807]. Although his health
had not been the best for a year or more, his death was very sudden and
entirely unexpected. The intelligence of his disease spread rapidly over the
village and was received everywhere, as it will be wherever he is known, with
expressions of surprise and regret. The words “<span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: cyan; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial;">MR. WHEELER</span> IS DEAD,” passed from mouth to mouth and
were pronounced with the inflections which men us when they speak of death in
their own families. No death has ever occurred in Middletown which was
calculated to make a more profound impression:</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">It will still be a satisfaction to know that </span></div>
<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">HIS LAST HOURS</span></b><br />
<br />
<span style="font-family: Calibri;">were peaceful. He died without a struggle or a moan. His
beloved and faithful wife [Phebe Sears Wheeler] and eldest daughter, Mrs.
Mosher [Emeline Wheeler Mosher], were with him in the room at the last moment.
His demise was so unlooked for that there was no time from the first warning to
call any one [anyone] else to the scene.
Mr. Wheeler had only been confined to the house thirty hours previous to
his death. He had been suffering for some weeks with a severe cold, but was
about every day, and attended to his duties in connection with the Orange
County Foundry as usual, until Thursday [March 30, 1876] afternoon. He
complained that morning of feeling unwell, but spent the forenoon at the
foundry office. Although persuaded by
his family to remain at home, he went to the office again after dinner to
attend to some business, and returned to the house after an hour, leaving word
on his way home for a physician to call. He was quite lame and walked with
considerable difficulty. He remarked on coming in that he did not feel as well
as he had been, and went to bed. He complained of soreness and pains for which
his family applied the usual external remedies until the physician, Dr. Darwin
Everett arrived, late in the afternoon. He prescribed for him but the medicines
were of little avail as the patient could not retain them, which condition
continued until he died. The first part of Thursday night he spent very
comfortably, but at about two o’clock [A.M.] he became restless and complained
of pains in his left side. Hyperdermic [Hypodermic] injections of morphine were
made to lessen the pain. Friday he was
confined to his bed, and was not able to leave or return to it except with
increased pain and without help. Late in the afternoon he appeared to be
better, and apprehensions of immediate danger were entertained. In the evening
he gave his daughter instructions in regard to the marketing, and talked in his
usual cheerful manner. He evidently had no premonition of his approaching
dissolution; at least if he did he said nothing of it. At about eight o’clock
[P.M.] he was assisted out of bed by his wife, but returned without help,
saying he felt better. Those were his last words. Turning over upon his side in
the bed, he apparently went to sleep, and from that sleep he never awakened.
His wife was called from the next room a few moments after by a noise of hard
breathing, and going to his side she found him with his head thrown back and
evidently dying. She called her daughter, Mrs. Mosher, who reached the room
just in time to see him breath [breathe] his last breath, which was a slight
gasp, and he was dead. </span><br />
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: cyan; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial;">ELISHA PEARL WHEELER</span><o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
<span style="font-family: Calibri;">was the only son of Lemuel and Hannah Pearl Wheeler, and was
born February 5, 1807, at Hampton, Windham Co., Conn., where he lived until he
was twelve years of age. His family then removed to Red Hook, Dutchess Co.,
N.Y. where they remained until <span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: cyan; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial;">Elisha</span>
was about twenty years of age, when they again removed to Saugerties, Ulster
Co. [, N.Y.] He went to the district school at Hampton, Conn., and finished </span><br />
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">HIS EDUCATION<o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
<span style="font-family: Calibri;">At Red Hook Academy, which was thorough as far as it went.
He had a good command of language, wrote well and to the point, and was a very
accurate accountant. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">At Saugerties he was engaged for a few years in a rolling
mill and furnace located there.</span></div>
<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">ENGAGES IN BUSINESS<o:p></o:p></span></b><br />
<span style="font-family: Calibri;"></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Calibri;">At the age of twenty-three he went into the employ of
Charles Sanford, who married his sister, and was in the stove and tin business
at Rhinebeck. He remained in the employ of his brother-in-law in the same
business at Rhinebeck and Catskill until 1830, when they came to Orange County
as partners in the same business at Montgomery. The firm was Sanford & <span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: cyan; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial;">Wheeler</span>. For awhile, <span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: cyan; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial;">Mr. W. [Wheeler]</span> managed a
branch store at Walden, which was afterwards removed to Newburgh. They remained
in business together—<span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: cyan; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial;">Mr.
Wheeler</span> at Montgomery and Mr. Sanford at Newburgh—until the latter [Mr.
Sanford] died in 1832 <sup><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: yellow; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;">2.</span></sup><span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;">.<o:p></o:p></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">He then went into partnership with Jonah F. France, and
built a furnace. The firm of <span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: cyan; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial;">Wheeler</span>
& France was engaged in the business of making castings, stoves, &c.<sup><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: yellow; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;">3.</span></sup><span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;">, </span>and in the tin trade,
until 1842, when they sold out. <span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: cyan; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial;">Mr. Wheeler</span></span></div>
<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">FIRST CAME TO
MIDDLETOWN<o:p></o:p></span></b><br />
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">In the spring of 1843. He commenced in business here with
Jonah F. France, Edward M. Madden, and Joseph Lemon. Mr. Madden had been an
apprentice with <span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: cyan; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial;">Wheeler</span>
& France in Montgomery, and had been in the tin business in Middletown from
1840. Mr. Lemon had been their foreman
at Montgomery, and came to Middletown in the fall of 1843, and erected for the
buildings for the Osage County Furnace. The new firm started in the spring of 1843,
under the firm name of <span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: cyan; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial;">Wheeler</span>,
France & Co., in the tin business, with a store on North Street. The
foundry business gave <span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: cyan; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial;">Mr.
Wheeler</span> his first favored start in Middletown. He was connected with it
as a part owner until 1854, when he sold out and it was in other hands until
1863, when he became and has since been its sole owner.</span></div>
<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Since 1853 he has been connected with many of the principal
manufacturing enterprises which have given Middletown its chief growth and
prominence. In the year mentioned [1853] the “Monhagen Saw Works” were started,
of which he was one of the original owners. The firm was first <span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: cyan; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial;">Wheeler</span>, Madden &
Bakewell, and afterwards, in 1860, <span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: cyan; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial;">Wheeler</span>, Madden & Clemson. The factory was one of the first in
the country, and it is now one of the largest [1876]. Its business increased so
that in 1862 the firm started the Monhagen Steel Works and Rolling Mills, under
the firm name of E. M. Madden & Co., for the manufacture of their own
steel. In 1863 the firm became largely interested in the Eagle File Works. The
firm name was <span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: cyan; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial;">Wheeler</span>,
Clemson & Co. In 1866-7 <span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: cyan; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial;">Wheeler</span>,
Madden, & Clemson, with others, started the Middletown Forged Horse Nail
Works. A few years ago, the firm became a stock company, under the incorporated
title of The <span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: cyan; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial;">Wheeler</span>,
Madden & Clemson Manufacturing Company, and <span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: cyan; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial;">Mr. Wheeler</span> was its President.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">In 1866, <span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: cyan; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial;">Mr.
Wheeler</span> began to make connections with new</span></div>
<span style="font-family: Calibri;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;">RAILROAD ENTERPRISES</b> </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Calibri;"></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Calibri;">which promised to be beneficial to Middletown, and not
unprofitable to those who should engage.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">He has been a director of the Middletown & Unionville
Railroad since its organization, and its President till 1875, He broke ground
for that enterprise, throwing the first shovelful of dirt in 1866. He was among
the earliest of those who were enlisted in the Midland Railroad enterprise, and
drove the last spike at its completion. Unfortunately he was among the most
severely punished of its victims. He was an original director and the First
Vice-President of the New York & Oswego Midland from 1868 until 1872. He
was a director of the N. [New] J. [Jersey] Midland [Railroad] from its organization in
1870 till 1874. He was also an original Director of the Middletown &
Crawford Railroad in 1870. </span></div>
<span style="font-family: Calibri;">He has been from the first a Director of the M. U. & W.
G. Telegraph Co, also of the Middletown and Wurtsboro Turnpike Co. He was also
Director of its of predecessor, the Middletown & Bloomingburgh Plank Road
Co., and of the Middletown & Unionville Plank Road Co. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">He was a Trustee of the Middletown Gas Light Co., and of the
Orange Co. Milk Association. He was one of the originators and first life
members of the Middletown Lyceum. He was a Director the Middletown Bank from
1850 to 1857. He was one of the originators of the Wallkill Bank, and its first
President for a few years, and a director until it closed. He was a member of
the Board of Trustees in the year 1868, and has been a member of the Board of
Education every year except one since 1867. He was its first President.</span></div>
<span style="font-family: Calibri;">He was largely influential in getting the N. Y. State
Homeopathic Insane Asylum located here. He gave $2,000 towards it, and was one
of the Trustees from the first until by act of the legislature last winter
[December-February 1875-1876] reducing the membership of the Board, he was
legislated out of office.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">He was one of the originators of Grace Episcopal church
[Church], and has been one of its chief supporters. He built the south transept
<sup><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: yellow; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;">4.</span></sup> entirely at his own
expense. He was a Warden <sup><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: yellow; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;">5.</span></sup>
from the first to his death. <span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: cyan; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial;">Mr.
Wheeler</span>, E. M. Madden and William M. Graham erected in 1852, Gothic
Hall, which the PRESS [Middletown Whig Press newspaper] now occupies [1876]. It was then the first hall for public
assemblages except the churches in all Middletown. <span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: cyan; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial;">Mr. Wheeler</span> was one of ten citizens who
assisted Mr. John W. Hasbrouck to establish the WHIG PRESS [newspaper], which
was the predecessor of the ORANGE COUNTRY PRESS [newspaper] and MIDDLETOWN
DAILY PRESS [newspaper]. </span></div>
<span style="font-family: Calibri;">He became an Odd Fellow at Newburgh while living at
Montgomery, and a Mason shortly after the re-organization of Hoffman Lodge, No.
412 F. A. M. [Free & Accepted Masons] of this village. He was a member of
Midland Chapter, No. 240 R. A. M. [Royal Arch Masons] of this place. He will
probably be buried with Masonic honors.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">As trustee, guardian and executor of the estates of deceased
persons, probably more trusts were confided to him than to any other man in
Middleton, and every trust was discharged with the utmost fidelity.</span></div>
<span style="font-family: Calibri;">The last few years of his life were clouded by anxieties and
troubles, brought upon him by the acts of those in whom he trusted.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Calibri;"></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Calibri;"><br /></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Calibri;">He was also subjected to several trials in the loss of his
property, which was the result of his connection with the Midland railroad and
the Nes Silicon Steel Co. These he bore manfully, and the transfer of his
property was made with an honesty that in these times is as uncommon as it is
remarkable.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: cyan; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial;">Mr. Wheeler</span>
was a man of simple, correct habits, frugal ways of living, unostentatious
manners, and lived a pure life. In him the poor of Middletown had a friend,
generous and liberal to a fault.</span></div>
<span style="font-family: Calibri;">There are all sorts of rumors as regards the amount of
insurance on his life, but as this is a matter which concerns his own family
alone, we deem it best to ignore these rumors, simply adding that <span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: cyan; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial;">Mrs. W. [Wheeler]</span> will have
sufficient to make her comfortable.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">In this hurried sketch we can
hardily [hardly] hope to do his memory justice, but it certainly speaks well
for him that they who knew him best loved and trusted most. He had his
peculiarities, (and who of us have not?) but </span><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"><span style="font-family: 'Segoe Script', sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">dishonesty</span></i></b><i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"><span style="font-family: 'Lucida Handwriting'; font-size: 9pt;"> </span></i><span style="font-family: Calibri;">was
not one of them, as the last two years of his life abundantly testify. We have
it from the lips of one who has been with him from boyhood and who has enjoyed
his confidence fully, that when he saw the accumulations of a life time melting
away—mainly through the machinations <sup><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: yellow; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; font-size: 14pt;">6.</span></sup><span style="font-size: 12pt;"> </span>of others—he had no words of reproach for any
save himself, and freely surrendered all his property, even including his
furniture, for the benefit of his creditors, and in these days when almost
every hour is bringing to light some new corruption, it is gratifying to be
able to write of one whom we have so long known </span><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"><span style="font-family: 'Segoe Script', sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;">he was an
honest man</span></i></b><span style="font-family: Calibri;">. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<span style="font-family: Calibri;">____________________<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">MASONIC NOTICE.<o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
<br />
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Members of Hoffman Lodge are requested to meet at their
rooms on Monday at 1 P.M. to attend the funeral of their late brother <span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: cyan; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial;">E. [Elisha] P. [Pearl] Wheeler</span>.</span></div>
<span style="font-family: Calibri;">By Order of the W. M. [Worthy Master]</span><br />
<br />
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">____________________<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<br />
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">BOARD OF TRUSTEES.<o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
<br />
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Adjourned Meeting.<o:p></o:p></span></span></b></div>
<span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="color: black;">FRIDAY EVENING, March 31. [1876]—Board met at 7:30 pursuant </span><sup><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: yellow; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; color: black; font-size: 14pt;">7.</span></sup><span style="color: black;"> to adjournment. All present. President Pronk in the chair. The
minutes of last meeting were read and approved….<o:p></o:p></span></span><br />
<br />
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<span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">…The Board were engaged on the list of appropriations to be
asked for this year, when word was received of the demise of <span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: cyan; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial;">Mr. Elisha P. Wheeler</span>,
formerly a member and ex-President of the Board, and President Pronk
communicated the sad intelligence in a few appropriate and feeling remarks. It
was then moved by Mr. Clark that a committee of three be appointed to report
such action as they shall deem fitting for this Board to adopt. The President
and Messers [Misters] Clark and Royce were named as the Committee.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Out of respect to the memory of the deceased, the Board then
adjourned to this evening at 7:30 o’clock.<o:p></o:p></span></span><br />
<br />
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: cyan; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; color: black;">Mr. Wheeler’s</span></b><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="color: black;"> Death—Reopening of
Schools Deferred.<o:p></o:p></span></b></span></div>
<span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">As a mark of respect the memory of
Hon. <span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: cyan; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial;">E. P. Wheeler</span>, a
member of the Board of Education, its first President, and always an earnest
friend of our schools, the re-opening of the public schools of Middletown will
be deferred until Tuesday next, April 4<sup><span style="font-size: x-small;">th</span></sup> [1876].<o:p></o:p></span></span><br />
<br />
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<span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">The teachers are requested to
attend the funeral in a body.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">H. R. SANFORD, Supt., Middletown, <o:p></o:p></span></span><br />
<span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">April 1, 1876</span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Cambria, serif;"><o:p></o:p></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Cambria, serif;"><o:p>____________________</o:p></span><br />
<br />
<span style="font-family: Cambria, serif;">Notes: <o:p></o:p></span><br />
<br />
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<span style="font-family: Cambria, serif;">1. </span><span lang="EN" style="font-family: Cambria, serif;"><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Apoplexy"><span style="color: blue;">http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Apoplexy</span></a>:
Historical meaning of apoplexy. From the late 14th to the late 19th century,
the word "apoplexy" was also used to describe any sudden death that
began with a sudden loss of consciousness, especially one in which the victim
died within a matter of seconds after losing consciousness. The word
"apoplexy" may have been used to describe the symptom of sudden loss
of consciousness immediately preceding death and not a verified disease
process.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<span style="color: black; font-family: Cambria, serif;">2. 1832 is not
the correct date of Charles Sanford according to </span><span style="font-family: Cambria, serif;"><a href="http://www.oldtowncemetery.org/list.html"><span style="color: blue;">http://www.oldtowncemetery.org/list.html</span></a><span style="color: black;"> “The Old Town Burying Ground in Newburgh, Orange County,
New York” 1898 website: </span>“Old Town Cemetery List” <u><span style="color: #548dd4;">http://www.archive.org/details/recordofinscript00emer
</span></u>“Old Town Cemetery Home”. Note: It is easiest to read the Online
Version. <o:p></o:p></span><br />
<br />
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<span style="color: black; font-family: Cambria, serif;"><o:p> </o:p></span><span style="color: black; font-family: Cambria, serif;">3. <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Et_cetera"><span style="color: blue;">http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Et_cetera</span></a>
&c. is a dated meaning of etc. and et cetera</span><span style="font-family: Cambria, serif;"> or etcetera means
“and other things” accor<span style="color: black;">ding to Wickipedia <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<br />
<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;">
<span style="color: black; font-family: Cambria, serif;"><o:p> </o:p></span><span style="color: black; font-family: Cambria, serif;">4. </span><i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"><u><span style="color: #548dd4; font-family: Cambria, serif;">www.</span></u></i><cite><u><span style="color: #548dd4; font-family: Cambria, serif; font-style: normal;">en.wikipedia.org/wiki/<b>Transept</b></span></u></cite><span style="font-family: Cambria, serif;"> A <b>transept</b> (with 2 <b>semitransepts</b>)
is a transverse section, of any building, which lies across the main body of
the building. In Christian churches, a transept is an area set crosswise to the
<a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nave" title="Nave"><span style="color: blue;">nave</span></a> in a <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cruciform" title="Cruciform"><span style="color: blue;">cruciform</span></a>
("<a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cross" title="Cross"><span style="color: blue;">cross</span></a>-shaped")
building in <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Romanesque_architecture" title="Romanesque architecture"><span style="color: blue;">Romanesque</span></a> and <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gothic_architecture" title="Gothic architecture"><span style="color: blue;">Gothic</span></a> <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Christian" title="Christian"><span style="color: blue;">Christian</span></a> <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Church_%28building%29" title="Church (building)"><span style="color: blue;">church</span></a> <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Architecture" title="Architecture"><span style="color: blue;">architecture</span></a>.
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<span style="font-family: Cambria, serif;">5. <u><span style="color: #548dd4;">http://www.thefreedictionary.com/churchwarden</span></u> Warden:
A lay officer in the Anglican Church chosen annually by the vicar or the
congregation to handle the secular and legal affairs of the parish. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN" style="font-family: Cambria, serif;">6. <a href="http://www.merriam-webster.com/dictionary/machination"><span style="color: blue;">http://www.merriam-webster.com/dictionary/machination</span></a>
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<span style="font-family: Cambria, serif;">mach·i·na·tion <i>noun</i>
\</span><span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;">ˌ</span><span style="font-family: Cambria, serif;">ma-k</span><span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;">ə</span><span style="font-family: Cambria, serif;">-</span><span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;">ˈ</span><span style="font-family: Cambria, serif;">nā-sh</span><span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;">ə</span><span style="font-family: Cambria, serif;">n, </span><span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;">ˌ</span><span style="font-family: Cambria, serif;">ma-sh</span><span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;">ə</span><span style="font-family: Cambria, serif;">-\ <o:p></o:p></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Cambria, serif;">Definition of machination
2: a scheming or crafty <a href="http://www.merriam-webster.com/dictionary/machination"><span style="color: windowtext; font-variant: small-caps;">action</span></a> or artful
design intended to accomplish some usually evil end.<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Cambria, serif;">7. <a href="http://www.businessdictionary.com/definition/pursuant.html"><span style="color: blue;">http://www.businessdictionary.com/definition/pursuant.html</span></a><o:p></o:p></span></div>
<span style="color: black; font-family: Cambria, serif;">Meaning of
pursuant: after or following.<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="color: black; font-family: Cambria, serif;"><o:p>____________________</o:p></span><br />
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<span style="color: black; font-family: Cambria, serif;">Elisha Pearl
Wheeler was buried at Hillside Cemetery, Middletown, New York.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: black; font-family: Cambria, serif;">Survivors of
Elisha Pearl Wheeler included:<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: black; font-family: Cambria, serif;">Phebe Sears
Wheeler (1813-1878), his wife of the home <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: black; font-family: Cambria, serif;">Emeline Wheeler
Mosher (1835-1900), daughter, born in Walden, Orange County, NY who married
Henry Smith Mosher (1825-1902) </span><span style="color: black; font-family: Cambria, serif;">They had six
children, five sons and one daughter. Five of the children survived their
grandfather. The first son named Elisha Pearl Wheeler Mosher (1855-1860) died
at the age of 4 ½.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: black; font-family: Cambria, serif;">James Wheeler
(1836-1893), son, born in Montgomery, Orange County, NY who married Sarah
LaRose (1839-1885), born in Riverhead, Suffolk County, NY. James graduated from
Trinity College in Hartford, Connecticut and became an attorney in New York
City. His family lived in Newtown, Astoria, Queens, New York by 1870 and moved
to San Francisco, California by the 1880s. Wife Sarah died in 1885 in San
Francisco and husband James died in 1893 in San Francisco. Both bodies were
transported by rail to Middletown, New York where they were buried at Hillside
Cemetery. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: black; font-family: Cambria, serif;">James and Sarah Wheeler had two
children, one son and one daughter who survived their grandfat</span><span style="font-family: Cambria, serif;">her.</span><br />
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<span style="color: black; font-family: Cambria, serif;">Son Bradford
(1863-1930) was born in New York, New York and died in Tucson, Pima County,
Arizona. Bradford married Ruth E. Byrkett (1894-1980), born in Boone, Indiana
and died in Tucson, Pima County, Arizona. Bradford was a civil engineer and
worked for railroad companies. Ruth was a teacher in Arizona.<o:p></o:p></span><br />
<span style="color: black; font-family: Cambria, serif;">Daughter
Pauline (1864-1940) was born in New York, New York and died in Napa, Napa
County, California where she was buried. She married William Walter Robbins
(1859-1918), born in Huntington, Suffolk County, New York, and died in Babylon,
Suffolk County, New York. He is buried at the Babylon Rural Cemetery. In 1887 they
married in San Francisco, California and had one son, William Augustus Robbins
(1888-1948), my husband’s father. Pauline also had a daughter Ida Pauline
Lockwood (1898-1981), born in San Francisco, California and died in San Mateo,
California.<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="color: black; font-family: Cambria, serif;">Hannah Wheeler
(1839-), daughter, born in Orange County and married Charles H. Horton (1832-).
They had one son Gabriel W. Horton (1859-), born in Wallkill, Orange County,
New York.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: black; font-family: Cambria, serif;">Lemuel Wheeler
(1841-1873), son passed away before his father passed away in 1876. He married
Louise O. Rush (1840-) and they had two sons, Elisha Pearl Wheeler (1862-1865),
born in Middletown, New York and William B. Wheeler (1866-), born in
Middletown, New York. <o:p></o:p></span><br />
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Linda Robbinshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12343509175889633377noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8946600720248107987.post-35508427745778825472011-11-05T14:08:00.000-05:002011-11-05T14:10:44.120-05:00Do Source Citations and Recorded Sources Carry Equal Weight in Your Research?<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;">Recently, at *LinkedIn,
<a href="http://www.linkedin.com/"><span style="color: blue;">www.linkedin.com</span></a>,
where many genealogists pose questions for others to question, assist others,
or weigh in with their opinions, the following topic was posed for discussion:
"Looking for opinions about source citation and recording sources? Would
like to hear your opinion."<o:p></o:p></span>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;">The source where my
comment was originally written was created by Brandy Sacco. Brandy's associated
blog is Family-Genealogy, <a href="http://ourfamilyology.blogspot.com/"><span style="color: blue;">http://ourfamilyology.blogspot.com/</span></a>, and her
company is <a href="http://www.family-genealogy.com/"><span style="color: blue;">http://www.family-genealogy.com/</span></a>.
I am not advertising or endorsing her blog or her company, although anyone is
free to look at Brandy’s blog and company.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;">I weighed in on the
topic as I had a personal experience to share about a videotaping of my aunt in
her assisted living residence after she began to develop mild symptoms of
dementia. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;">This is what I shared:<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;">"One example about
recording my aunt's memories of her immediate family while growing up is that
my daughter and I videotaped her after she moved out of her home and into a
retirement facility. We could tell that dementia had begun, due to receptiveness
in her speaking and being able to compare her thoughts and speaking to her
younger sister's dementia, my mother, who had begun dementia and Alzheimer's at
an earlier age. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;">We engaged her in conversation
and asked certain questions that we wanted to hear her answers about gaps where
we did not have documentation about our ancestors. I appreciated my aunt's
conversation, friendliness, and that we were able to put her at ease during the
videotaping. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;">After the videotaping I
was able to piece details together better about what she told us and where we
were lacking documentation.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;">Documents are a better
record of a person's life. Family conversations are valuable to use where
documentation has not been possible to give a familial flavor to the recordee's
perspective of events from their early life. In my family's tendency to begin
dementia at some point in their later years, I have found that while the more
recent memory is reduced or nonexistent, earlier memories in life are easier
for my older relatives to retain and share. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;">I have not been able to
prove the that my mother believed that some of her ancestors fought at the
Texas Battle of San Jacinto with Sam Houston,. Yes, there were some soldiers
there with the same last surname as my mother's maiden name, but I have found
no relative connection. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;">It makes an interesting
story, but since the Texas Battle of San Jacinto with Sam Houston is well
documented with each soldier's name, rank, unit, where he enlisted, and
position on the battlefield, I feel confident that someone started that story
in the family and it continued down to my mother's generation. This is a story
I must ignore when writing the best, true history of my family.” <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;">Another good story,
surely fiction, is the one that was related to me by a second cousin that my
northern Floridian grandmother's father taught my grandmother and her older
sister how to ride on the backs of alligators. The story was told at family
reunions by my grandfather. It obviously sounded great, and knowing my
grandfather, he received great joy and glee from telling it, as he looked at
the surprised looks of other relatives with whom he shared this story. Talk
about exaggeration! In any event, this story also did not become a fact in my
family history.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;">I follow as closely as
possible the good standards set by leading genealogists, genealogy subscription
programs and software, especially those of Elizabeth Shown Mills in her book
editions of "Evidence Explained:..." and "Evidence:...".<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;">"As an aside, I
subscribe to a commercial online genealogy program, but keep it private, and
not public, as many do, so I can diminish the possibility of someone plagiarizing
my information. I also use a paid genealogy software program."<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;">I hope that other
family members and geneabloggers will read this post and add your comments
about your opinions about Source Citations and Recorded Sources. It will help
to read your opinions and carry this conversation forward.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;">*Link to LinkedIn topic
of this post: <a href="http://www.linkedin.com/groupItem?view=&type=member&gid=106885&item=77169499&commentID=57125224&trk=eml-anet_dig-b_pd-pmr-cn&ut=0OIQoV7q-LQAY1"><span style="color: blue;">http://www.linkedin.com/groupItem?view=&type=member&gid=106885&item=77169499&commentID=57125224&trk=eml-anet_dig-b_pd-pmr-cn&ut=0OIQoV7q-LQAY1</span></a>
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<br /></div>Linda Robbinshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12343509175889633377noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8946600720248107987.post-47407441175415407202011-10-24T22:38:00.002-05:002011-10-24T22:58:20.380-05:00Do You Know Where Your Credit Cards Are?<div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">
<b><span style="font-size: small;"><i>Well! A new topic I did not expect to talk about! Are there any dreaded events that can ruin your genealogy cruise or research trip?</i></span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-size: small;"><i><br /></i></span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-size: small;"><i>Have you thought about: </i></span></b><br />
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<b><span style="font-size: small;"><i> Losing your passport? </i></span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-size: small;"><i> Not getting back to the ship on time? </i></span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-size: small;"><i> Suitcases that do not arrive with you at your destination? </i></span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-size: small;"><i> Suitcases that land in the "drink" next to the ship? </i></span></b><br />
<b><span style="font-size: small;"><i> (We saw that happen one time.) </i></span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-size: small;"><i> Getting mugged on a dark street? </i></span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-size: small;"><i> Taking a bus or train the wrong way and not finding your way back? </i></span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-size: small;"><i> Need to leave the ship due to health problems? </i></span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-size: small;"><i> Losing your wallet? With everything in it? </i></span></b><br />
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<b><span style="font-size: small;"><i>Of all of those scenarios, I didn't think that we would leave and then lose my double-wide "can't miss" it, large, black fabric zipper wallet under the passenger seat of a rental car after a one-day rental in New Jersey. We had visited a cousin west of Bayonne Cape Liberty Cruise Terminal and the Newark Airport, and left my wallet under the passenger seat. We thought it would be safe there. As it turned out, it was "too safe" there. Not a wise choice on our parts!</i></span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-size: small;"><i>I usually keep the wallet in my larger purse--but no--not this time. Ever know a lady to carry "her whole life" in her purse or wallet? Well, that's what was in my wallet--"my whole life"--that is, what was outside my physical body and what was outside my brain. I had the rest of my "now-lighter weight" purse, my clothes, my laptop, my planned itineraries, and my husband.</i></span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-size: small;"><i>When we realized that my wallet was not with us in the hotel room, panic began to set in. It took a while to remember where we left the wallet. I tried to call the rental car company at Newark Airport several times but the call always rolled over to more automated system options. I tried hitting the # key and then the 0 key but nothing would interrupt the robot voice. Have you ever tried to call a local number for an airport rental car company and they do not answer? I mean they NEVER answered their local number. </i></span></b><br />
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<b><span style="font-size: small;"><i>Here it was the afternoon before the hotel shuttle would take us to the cruise ship the next day. My driver's license, all my credit cards, and my cash were missing--you know--not in my possession. Let me tell you that right about that time, I thought it was appropriate that immediate dementia would set in, take over my body, and someone would take me to the ER on a stretcher. </i></span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-size: small;"><i>However, my husband's common sense prevailed, at least somewhat, and with my "never give up" attitude, I rode the hotel shuttle back to Newark Airport, up the escalator, rode the train, and around a couple of terminals to the car rental company. </i></span></b><br />
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<b><span style="font-size: small;"><i>I thought I was lucky that I met a wonderful rental car employee in their Lost and Found Department. If I could have only been lucky enough to find that "our" rental car was still there and no one had rented it again before I arrived. NO SUCH LUCK! </i></span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-size: small;"><i>The car was already rented and off the lot with an Arizona driver who paid for a week's rental. There was no way someone could call the renter directly since only the Arizona home phone was left for reference. [At the time I didn't think to ask the car rental company Lost and Found employee to try the home phone to see if someone else was there who could contact the new renter.] </i></span></b><br />
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<b><span style="font-size: small;"><i>Let's see--this was Wednesday, September 28th and we got on the cruise ship the next day, Thursday, September 29th. During the evening before the shuttle took us to the cruise ship, I dutifully called all of our credit card companies and cancelled what I thought were all of our credit cards. We had no way to know if our credit cards were just lost, or could be stolen. I thought I was "smart" and asked that the new cards be mailed to our home--not such a smart idea since we had planned several weeks of visiting relatives in New York and researching on site in several NY counties after the cruise.</i></span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-size: small;"><i>Thank goodness I didn't remember to cancel our bank debit card. I forgot to call the bank to cancel it. Fortunately, we were able to use the debit card "in a pinch" although the ship, the hotel, and the rental car company we used after the cruise were not crazy about this idea. My husband had all of his credit cards, although they were not usable. We also had our passports, which got us back on the ship after stopping at the Canadian ports.</i></span></b><br />
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<b><span style="font-size: small;"><i>So--please beware! When traveling, debit cards are great for shopping for groceries and goods, but not for ships, hotels, or rental car companies. In fact, some of them will add "hefty" charges to your bill until they receive notification from the bank that you have sufficient funds. For some reason ships, hotels, and rental car companies (unless at an airport location) don't want to instantly find out if you have sufficient funds in your bank account to cover their larger charges. </i></span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-size: small;"><i>We were thankful that the ship, the rental car company and the hotel after the cruise believed "my sad tale of woe", even though it was true. Hubby also had enough cash and we were prepared to go to branches of our home bank on Long Island and Orange County, NY, and New Jersey to ask for more funds if needed. </i></span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-size: small;"><i>The ship was incredibly helpful at the guest relations desk. Two of the guest relations officers gave me their business cards with special notes and permission to make ship to shore calls at no expense to me the last two full days of the cruise as well as add extra minutes at no charge on my ship's Internet account so I could try to contact the car rental company Lost and Found employee's email and extension at the car rental company. Their courtesy was truly appreciated. With the guest relations' desk officers' help and continually interrupting the automated system at the Newark Airport rental car company, I finally broke through and contacted the Lost and Found employee at that extension.</i></span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-size: small;"><i>Complicated matters continued. I found out that the Arizona lady turned in the rental car a day early, and no one had found my wallet while cleaning the car. The car rental company Lost and Found employee assured me that the cleaning attendants were on the lookout for the missing wallet and would turn it in if found. </i></span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-size: small;"><i>All along, we thought that no one would find or steal the wallet because my husband didn't just "tuck the wallet" under the front of the passenger seat. He pushed it as far back under the seat as he could. The carpet was as black as the wallet, and he thought no one could see it. He was right. The car rental company attendants were on the lookout for it and did not find it either. </i></span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-size: small;"><i>Unlucky for us, the car went out one additional time for another car rental after our rental before we debarked the ship in Bayonne, NJ on Saturday, October 8th. This time the car was rented one-way and was not going to return to Newark Airport. Our feelings were very mixed by this time, partially despondent and partially hopeful. Was the wallet still in the car, going for a ride somewhere in New England with the occupants enjoying the fall color, or was someone trying without success to use our credit cards? We had no way of knowing.</i></span></b><br />
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<b><span style="font-size: small;"><i>Finally! Thank God for a persistent car rental Lost and Found employee at Newark Airport and an honest car rental attendant at another rental location. The Lost and Found employee tracked the car and contacted a car rental attendant at the off site location. He found the wallet! Glory Be! He made arrangements for FedEx to overnight the wallet to the Newark Airport rental car company Lost and Found employee. </i></span></b><br />
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<b><span style="font-size: small;"><i>Oh! How did we finish our trip? For one thing, we had one of our new credit cards FedExed overnight to the hotel where we stayed after the cruise. We also enjoyed visiting four of my husband's cousins, one spouse, a daughter, and a grandson on Long Island. It had been eleven years since we had seen most of them.</i></span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-size: small;"><i>We had time to visit three cemeteries, two that I had not visited at Bay Shore where my husband's cousins' parents were buried in 1944, Oakwood, and 1952, St. Patrick's, and the Babylon Rural Cemetery where my husband's parents, paternal grandfather, paternal great-grandparents and many other Robbins' ancestors are buried. </i></span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-size: small;"><i>More will follow in future blogs including visits to Surrogate's Courts in Suffolk and Orange County, NY plus libraries and historical societies at Goshen and Middletown, NY--some serendipitous experiences to report about!</i></span></b></div>Linda Robbinshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12343509175889633377noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8946600720248107987.post-60841706551102541752011-10-22T12:12:00.000-05:002011-10-22T12:17:00.410-05:00Have You Created A Life Road Map for Your Descendants?A new project I completed this morning was to create a life road map and list the places I have lived or worked in my life using Google Maps. This could be created using any number of Internet map programs including MapQuest, Bing, or others you are familiar with or wish to try.<br />
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After creating the Google Map, I clicked F11 to change to a Full Screen. Toggle back using F11 to exit Full Screen when finished. Next I clicked the Prnt Scrn button on the top row keys to make a screen shot of my map and directions. After that, I used Ctrl C (Copy), opened my Microsoft Word Document Program in Landscape View, and used Ctrl V (Paste) to enter the map and directions list. I saved the document to my desktop as a .pdf file with title of my choice. I use the free .pdf Nitro Program which allows me freedom to change a .pdf into a .jpg photograph that I can use in several genealogy programs including this blog. I am not a professional, but have learned some technology steps that help me. Follow steps that work best for you. In the Comments below, I hope you will share steps that you use to convert a web page shot to a .pdf or .jpg image that you can use in your Internet genealogy programs.<br />
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The purpose is to show your descendants including your children and their children as well as extended family where your personal migration has taken place. If you have always lived in the same area or county, specific addresses will point out the changes you have made, even in a small area. This will help others who are interested in your life to have more than just a vague idea of who you are, where you have lived or worked, and perhaps raise some questions that you can answer while you are living as to why you stayed in one area or moved to more locations.<br />
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I made a combination map of destinations that includes the names of towns I lived in, the churches my dad and family were associated with, and the schools I taught in. If you wish to be more specific, it will be helpful for you to research your former addresses, names of buildings or companies you worked for, churches you attended, schools you went to, and any other places important to you. </div>
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As time goes on, our brothers and sisters may have memories that fail or they may have led such busy lives that they only kept up with what their family was doing and where they lived. Children and grandchildren never really knew the part of their parents' lives that came before they were born or have not seen the migration in a visual map. Also, might it be possible to recreate a life road map for a loved one who has passed away? Definitely, yes! In great part, this is how genealogists spend the greatest amount of time and effort, going back in time to recreate some substance of their ancestors' lives using documents, photographs, and other sources that make their forbears in some sense "come alive". Why not life road maps, also?<br />
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Sue Hollingsworth Littlejohn Robbins: Places she has lived, taught, and where
she went to church. This list is fairly comprehensive. However, there are approximations
as some original locations do not exist now. Google Maps did not add S, T, and
U on the map. S, T, and U are approximately</span><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"> </span><span style="color: black;">30
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Linda Robbins and Thomas MacEntee, High Definition Genealogy, Guest Speaker on the Explorer of the Seas Legacy Family Cruise that departed Liberty Cruise Terminal September 29, 2011. Thomas is also well known for creating and maintaining Geneabloggers.com, presenting genealogy webinars, and speaking all over the country at Genealogical and Historical Society Meetings and Conferences. Thanks to Ken Robbins for taking this picture. </div>
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Barbara Poole, Genealogist from Boston, Massachusetts volunteered her time at NEHGS when Legacy Family Tree software program cruisers from the Explorer of the Seas spent one day in Boston researching their New England ancestors.Thanks to Barbara Poole for sharing the pictures below. </div>
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Geoff Rasmussen, Legacy Family Tree and Thomas MacEntee, High-Definition Genealogy, were speakers on the Legacy Family Tree Cruise with ports at Portland and Bar Harbor, Maine, St. John, New Brunswick and Halifax, Nova Scotia, Canada, and Boston, Massachusetts.<br />
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Linda Robbins reads a Robbins book housed at NEHGS on the Sixth Floor in the Reading Room at NEHGS. I received excellent help from the Reference Librarians and David Allen Lambert, who I had met in 2009 at the Little Rock FGS Conference. </div>
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Ken Robbins was all ready for the large group picture of the Legacy Family Tree Group in the Theater. There were 178 Legacy Family Tree cruisers and approximately 22 presenters and other guests for the 9-day cruise and three days of At Sea Seminars. They were very informative and fun. </div>
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Recently Ken and I completed a cruise on Explorer of the Seas with the intention of my attending classes for my genealogy software program Legacy Family Tree. Our cruise was very successful with five ports including Boston where I and others taxied to NEHGS, New England Historic Genealogical Society--Founded in 1845 at 99-101 Newbury Street (www.americanancestors.org), courtesy of cruise presenter Thomas MacErsntee's planning and area genealogy friends who volunteered to meet us there and assist us with our research.<br />
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The results of my research helped me locate further documentation about my husband's Robbins, Love, Wheeler, and Tower ancestors in New York, Massachusetts, and other New England states. I also had the privilege of meeting Barbara Poole, another genealogist and volunteer for the day at NEHGS. It is rare that genealogists get to meet each other in person. Not everyone gets to go on a genealogy cruise or walk in the doors of NEHGS in Boston. I am thankful and grateful for the chances to experience these opportunities.Linda Robbinshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12343509175889633377noreply@blogger.com3Bayonne, NJ, USA40.6687141 -74.114309140.6205391 -74.1932731 40.7168891 -74.0353451tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8946600720248107987.post-3665941322222395972011-09-12T14:15:00.004-05:002015-05-14T23:18:30.359-05:00Part 5: The Final Chapter in Lucy Jane Lamb Willis’ Life<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><strong>As happens in most families, a person's life becomes more complex in their later years. This was also true about Lucy Jane Lamb Willis. Lucy had been married for <span style="color: #0070c0;">24</span>
years at the time of her husband John Pinckney Willis’ death. She spent the final
segment of her life raising her six youngest<u> </u>children
who were born to John and her. This occurred during the next <span style="color: #0070c0;">16</span> years <span style="color: red;">1911-1927</span>
when the youngest child Lois left home to marry. In the <span style="color: red;">1920 </span>U.S. Census Lucy was listed as the head of household, a widow,
owned her home, and could read and write. The children living at home were
Ludie, age <span style="color: #0070c0;">18</span>, Marvin, age <span style="color: #0070c0;">17</span>, Purley, age <span style="color: #0070c0;">15</span>,
Guy, age <span style="color: #0070c0;">13</span>, Alton, age <span style="color: #0070c0;">11</span>, all born in Florida and Lois, age <span style="color: #0070c0;">9</span>, the only child born in Texas. As the children
grew into adulthood, they married and most had children of their own. Some
remained nearby in east Texas counties, but others moved to different areas of
Texas and two of the children, Ola and Alton, returned to Florida.<o:p></o:p>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><strong>My grandparents, Alice Lucinda Willis and Richard
Lusky, who married in <span style="color: red;">1913</span>, lived in
Anderson, Montgomery, San Jacinto, and Liberty Counties in Texas. They had six children,
four of whom lived to adulthood and had families of their own. Their first
child was an infant daughter, born and died in <span style="color: red;">1914</span>;
the second child was Lois Azalee born in <span style="color: red;">1915</span>,
who lived until age <span style="color: #0070c0;">95</span> in <span style="color: red;">2010</span>. She and husband Ruel Edward David Snow had two
sons. Opal Murriel, my mother, was born in <span style="color: red;">1916</span>,
and lived until the age of <span style="color: #0070c0;">88</span> in <span style="color: red;">2005</span>. She and husband, Kermit King Hollingsworth, had
four children, three daughters and a son. Cecil Newell, born in <span style="color: red;">1918</span>, lived until the age of <span style="color: #0070c0;">81</span>
in <span style="color: red;">1999</span>. He and wife, Mary Margaret Moulder had
four children, two sons and two daughters. Sherman Lusky, was born in <span style="color: red;">1922</span> died in <span style="color: red;">1927</span> at
the age of <span style="color: #0070c0;">5</span> in Montgomery County, Texas
from tonsillitis. Ava Maxine, currently age <span style="color: #0070c0;">87</span>,
was born in <span style="color: red;">1924</span> and lives in Virginia with husband
Albert William Bill Jones. She and her husband have four children, two
daughters and two sons. </strong></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-small;">This photo was taken about 1955, possibly the last time all the Gray children and grandchildren gathered at our grandparents' home in Cleveland, Texas before one family moved to Oklahoma, one to Arkansas, and one to New York. The fourth family remained in Texas. As you can see, our families continued the pioneer spirit when our families migrated to new locations as the lure of new land or job opportunities arose.</span></div>
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also married in <span style="color: red;">1913</span>, had four children: R. C.,
born in <span style="color: red;">1912</span> and died in <span style="color: red;">1969</span>, Cecil Gilbert, born in <span style="color: red;">1916</span>
and died in <span style="color: red;">1985</span>; Coy Wilson, born in <span style="color: red;">1919</span> and died in <span style="color: red;">1996</span>,
and Floy Elizabeth, born in <span style="color: red;">1923</span> and died in <span style="color: red;">1985</span>. I will leave it to my Streetman cousins to blog and
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<span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-small;">In 1952, Ola and Alton were living in Florida, Lois Inez lived in far west Texas, and the other brothers had passed away. This could have been in Houston, Harris, Texas where Ludie held quite a few family gatherings. </span></div>
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daughter Ludie Valonia Willis, age <span style="color: #0070c0;">19</span>, married Rufus Edgar Denson, age <span style="color: #0070c0;">18</span> possibly in Grapeland, Houston, TX. In <span style="color: red;">1925</span>, they had son Starling “Starlie” Edgar Denson. In
the <span style="color: red;">1930</span> U.S. Census the family lived in Dallas,
Dallas County, Texas. In <span style="color: red;">1932</span> husband Rufus was
killed in a truck car accident near Lewisville, Texas. </strong></span><br />
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<span style="background-color: #666666; color: yellow; font-family: Times; font-size: x-small;">Ludie Valonia Willis</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><strong>Son Starlie entered the
U.S. Navy in WWII and was killed in action. The information on the American
Battles Monument Commission states: <span class="apple-style-span"><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: #fafaf7; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial;">Starlie Edgar Denson, Seaman, Second Class, U.S.
Navy Service #6254193, United States Naval Reserve entered the service from
Texas; died <span style="color: red;">December 1, 1943</span>; missing in action or
buried at sea; tablets of the missing at Manila American Cemetery, Manila,
Philippines. </span></span></strong></span><br />
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<span style="background-color: #666666; color: yellow; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-small;">Starling Starlie</span><br />
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Journeay until he passed away in <span style="color: red;">1953</span> leaving
his spouse and three of his children. They lived in Houston. Ludie would often visit
my grandparents in Cleveland, Texas while we were visiting and my parents would
visit great Aunt Ludie in Houston in the <span style="color: red;">1940s</span>
and <span style="color: red;">1950s</span>. </span></span></strong></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><strong>I</strong></span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><strong>n <span style="color: red;">1923</span>, sixth child
and fourth son Jesse Loyd Willis married Ruth Comer in Gregg County, TX or
Gorman, Eastland County, Texas. In <span style="color: red;">1936</span>, Jesse
Loyd Willis passed away in Rule, Haskell County, Texas at the age of <span style="color: #0070c0;">40</span>. He had served as a Methodist Minister for <span style="color: #0070c0;">16</span> years mostly in the NW Texas Conference of the
Methodist Church. His wife Ruth and children Elizabeth F., Loyd Comer, Mildred
Louise, and Bruce Lamb Willis survived him. <o:p></o:p></strong></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><strong>In <span style="color: red;">1927</span>, Lucy and
John Willis’ oldest child and son, John Joseph Willis passed away in Tyler,
Smith County, Texas. He was survived by his wife Ethelinda and children Ethel
Avalon, Melba, Odessa, Vera Doris, and Johnnie Rudolph “Rudy” Willis. </strong></span><br />
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twelfth child and eighth son Guy Clifford Willis married Thelma Ruth Smith.
They had two daughters, Nelda Beth F. born in <span style="color: red;">1928</span>,
who married a Mr. Morton and Lester J. Ross, no available dates, and Billie
Ruth Willis with an unknown birth date who married Gale Ray. </strong></span><br />
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fourteenth child and fifth daughter Lois Inez Willis, age <span style="color: #0070c0;">17</span>, married Edwin Spurgeon Payne, age <span style="color: #0070c0;">24</span>. They lived in Montgomery County and later in Shafter,
Presidio County, TX. They had one daughter, Melba Juanita, born in <span style="color: red;">1930</span>. Our family visited them in Shafter.</strong></span><br />
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<span style="background-color: #666666; color: yellow; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-small;"><strong><o:p>Sisters Ludie Valonia Denson Journeay </o:p></strong></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><strong>In <span style="color: red;">1928</span>, tenth child
and sixth son Marvin Rivey Willis, age <span style="color: #0070c0;">26</span>,
married Alice Josepheen Teems, age <span style="color: #0070c0;">22</span>. They
had five daughters, Francis Lorene Willis, born in <span style="color: red;">1929</span>,
and Brenda, Jean, Marvaleigh, and Wanda, all with unknown birth dates. <o:p></o:p></strong></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><strong>In the <span style="color: red;">1930</span> U.S.
Census, Lucy Jane lived with her twelfth child and eighth son Guy Clifford
Willis and his wife Ruth Willis and their almost <span style="color: #0070c0;">2-</span>year
old daughter Nelda. R. C. Streetman, <span style="color: #0070c0;">19</span>-year
old son of Mary Almira and Ancil Hewitt Streetman lived there also as a lodger.
They lived in Baytown, Harris County, Texas.<o:p></o:p></strong></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><strong>In the early <span style="color: red;">1930s</span>, eleventh
child and seventh son Purley Gratan Willis married Alice Willis. They had an
infant daughter Willis who was born and died in <span style="color: red;">1933</span>.
A second living child is listed in a different relative’s family tree. <span style="color: red;">On May 17,</span> <span style="color: red;">1943</span> Purley
Gratan Willis passed away. He died in Fort Worth, Tarrant County, Texas. His
occupation was as general superintendent at McMurray Plumbing Company. He was
buried at the Ector County Odessa Cemetery in Odessa, Texas as was his infant
daughter. <o:p></o:p></strong></span><br />
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child and ninth son Alton Jackson Willis, age <span style="color: #0070c0;">35</span>
was married to Ellen Willis, age <span style="color: #0070c0;">21</span> in Polk
County, Florida. Other information has not been documented as of this time. <o:p></o:p></strong></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-small;">The Alice Lucinda Willis Gray and Richard Lusky Gray home in Cleveland, Liberty County, Texas was also home to Alice's mother, Lucy Jane Lamb Willis from 1942-1945 when she died. Oldest daughter Lois Azalee Gray Snow helped her parents finance their home in the late 1930s. Other children helped install plumbing in the home in the early 1950s.</span></div>
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><strong>In <span style="color: red;">1942</span><span style="color: #0070c0;"> </span>mother, grandmother, and great-grandmother Lucy
Jane Lamb Willis moved for the last time to live with her fifth child and second
daughter, Alice Lucinda Willis and husband, Richard Lusky in Cleveland,
Liberty County, Texas. She would remain in their home until she passed away. She
was buried at Antrim Cemetery next to her husband John Pinckney Willis who had
died <span style="color: #0070c0;">34</span> years earlier. <o:p></o:p></strong></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><strong>After becoming a widow, Lucy witnessed the loss of
six sons. Thankfully, three sons and all five daughters survived their mother
for <span style="color: #0070c0;">18</span> years or more. Lucy also witnessed
the weddings of twelve of her children and the births of many of her
grandchildren during her remaining <span style="color: #0070c0;">34</span> years.
<o:p></o:p></strong></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><strong>I was told a story about Great-Grandmother Lucy
Willis that happened when I was two and three years of age. I was told that I
used to rub my Great-Grandmother’s legs while she was in the bed so they would
not ache. <o:p></o:p></strong></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><strong>Lucy Jane Lamb Willis lived <span style="color: #0070c0;">76 years, 5 months, and 28 days</span>. Her death was on <span style="color: red;">March 14, 1945</span> at the home of her daughter Alice and
Lusky in Cleveland, Liberty County, Texas. She died of nephritis
(inflammation of one or both kidneys) and carcinoma of the uterus. Pace Stancil
Funeral Home was in charge of the funeral. She was buried at Antrim Cemetery in
NW Houston County, Texas next to her husband John Pinckney Willis who died in <span style="color: red;">1911</span> and near their son Charles Dewey Willis who died
in <span style="color: red;">1919</span>. <o:p></o:p></strong></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><strong>Comments are appreciated who find that Lucy
Jane Lamb Willis was an extraordinary woman as I find her to be. I always knew
bits and pieces about my heritage and ancestry, but working through this process
helps me appreciate that I have learned more. I am a descendant of hard working
ancestors who had a great pioneering spirit. They were not satisfied that where
they lived was the best place they could be. Lucy and John kept moving on until
they found a community and farmland where they could successfully raise their
family. <o:p></o:p></strong></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><strong>If incorrect dates or incorrect information
in the life of Lucy Jane Lamb Willis and her family are noticed, please contact me with a
comment and I will be happy to correct them. </strong></span>Linda Robbinshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12343509175889633377noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8946600720248107987.post-32190598213652912102011-09-06T00:56:00.000-05:002011-09-09T12:58:01.687-05:00Part 4: Lucy Willis, Widow, Raises 13 Children and Older Children Form Their Own Families<br />
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Three older Willis children married in the year <span style="color: red;">1913</span>: third child, oldest daughter, Mary Almira Willis,
age <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;">21</span>, married Ancil Hewitt Streetman, age <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;">24</span> on <span style="color: red;">January
19, 1913</span> in Houston County; fourth child, second daughter Alice Lucinda
Willis, age <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;">19</span>, married Richard Lusky Gray, age <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;">20</span>, on <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;">August 9, 1913</span> in
Anderson County; and, oldest child, oldest son, John J. Willis, age <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;">24</span>, married
Ethelinda Gray, age <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;">22</span>, on <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;">November 3, 1913</span> in Houston County. </div>
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Oldest daughter Mary Almira Willis, age 21, married Ancil
Hewitt Streetman, age <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;">24</span>, on <span style="color: red;">January 19, 1913</span>
from familysearch.org, Texas Marriages, 1837-1973, Book 11: Page 199. They had
three children: R.C., age <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;">6</span>, Gilbert, age <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;">3</span>, and Coy, less than <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;">1</span> year old, in the <span style="color: red;">January 22, 1920</span> U.S. Census. They lived in District
88, Justice Precinct 5 (part of) West of I&GNRR track and North of
Grapeland and Navarro Road.</div>
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Oldest son John J. Willis married Ethelinda Gray, my
maternal grandfather, Richard Lusky Gray’s next older sister on <span style="color: red;">November 3, 1913 </span>in Houston County, Texas. In the <span style="color: red;">February 4, 1920</span> U.S. Census John J.’s and Ethelinda’s
family lived east of Elkhart, Anderson County and Navarro Road and had three
Willis children: On <span style="color: red;">June 27, 1927</span> husband John
Joseph, age <span style="background-color: white; color: blue;">38</span>, passed away in Tyler, Smith
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In the <span style="color: red;">April 8, 1930 </span>U.S. Census Ethelinda Willis, age <span style="color: #0070c0;">39</span> was the head of household working as a mechanic operator for a clothing manufacturer in Tyler, Smith County, Texas. Ethelinda and her five Willis children: Avalon, age <span style="color: #0070c0;">15</span>, Melba, age <span style="color: #0070c0;">12</span>, Odessa, age <span style="color: #0070c0;">12</span>, Doris, age <span style="color: #0070c0;">9</span>, and Rudolph, age <span style="color: #0070c0;">6</span>,<span style="color: #0070c0;"> </span>were living in a shared home with Everitt A. and Mildred Smith at 819 S. College Street.</div>
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Fourth child and third son, William Willie Jefferson Willis, probably between
age <span style="color: #0070c0;">18</span> and <span style="color: #0070c0;">21</span>
married Myrtle B. Weisenger, possibly between age <span style="color: #0070c0;">16</span>
and <span style="color: #0070c0;">19</span> and probably between <span style="color: red;">1913 </span>and <span style="color: red;">1917</span> when their
first child, Weda, was born. I could not find a marriage document at
ancestry.com or familysearch.com. Perhaps another family member has WWJW and
MBWW’s marriage record. On <span style="color: red;">June 15, 1917</span>, Willie
Jefferson registered for the WWI Draft and stated that he was married and had
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #444444; color: yellow;">(1900-1968)</span></div>
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The <span style="color: red;">April 4 & 5, 1930</span> U.S. Census shows the Willie, age <span style="color: #0070c0;">37</span> and Myrtle Willis, age <span style="color: #0070c0;">36</span>, family as living in District 1, Tyler City, Ward 1 (Part), Bounded by North City Limits; East railroad tracks; South Olive, Dixie Highway, Camp, Spring Gold, West Ward Line, Broadway, Smith County, Texas and rented at 521 Vance with their five children: Weda, age <span style="color: #0070c0;">13</span>, Wilbert, age <span style="color: #0070c0;">12</span>, Windell, age <span style="color: #0070c0;">11</span>, Weldon, age <span style="color: #0070c0;">10</span>, and W. Z., age <span style="color: #0070c0;">7.</span> Willie was a building carpenter.<br />
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Dewey Willis, age <span style="color: #0070c0;">21</span>, the eighth child and
fifth son, passed away. Charles Dewey
who went by Dewey died of a cerebral brain tumor that was diagnosed two
days before his death at John Sealy Hospital in Galveston, Galveston County,
Texas. He was single and a farmer. On <span style="color: red;">September 12,
1918</span> Dewey registered for the WWI Draft at Crockett, Houston County,
Texas. He was of medium height, slender build, with blue eyes and black hair. </div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #444444; color: yellow;">(1904-1943)</span></div>
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The <span style="color: red;">January 16, 1920</span> U.S.
Census show the Lucy Jane Lamb Willis family as living in District 89 Justice
Precinct 5 (part of) W. of I&GNRR track and south of Grapeland and Navarro
Road, Grapeland, Houston County, Texas. Lucy is listed as born in Florida, a
widow, owns home, can read and write, and is <span style="color: #0070c0;">52</span>
years old. Six Willis children are living in the home: Ludie, age <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;">18</span>, Marvin, age <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;">17</span>,
Purley, age <span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;">15</span></span>, Guy, age <span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;">13</span></span>, Alton, age <span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;">11</span></span>, and Lois, age <span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;">9</span></span>. </div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #444444; color: yellow;">(1906-1971)</span></div>
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age <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;">27</span>, lived with his wife Myrtle B. Weisenger Willis, age 29, on the farm
they owned, #395 in the U.S. <span style="color: red;">1920</span> Census with no
mortgage and three children: Weda, age <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;">3</span>, Wilbert, age <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;">2</span>, and Windell, age <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;">1</span>. </div>
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The next farm, #396 in the U.S. <span style="color: red;">1920</span>
Census was owned by H.M. Henry Marvin (sometimes listed as Marvin Henry) and
Luna Lenora Gray Streetman who also had three children in the <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;">1920</span> U.S. Census:
James, Luther, and Mary. The significance of Luna Gray is that she was my grandfather Richard Lusky Gray's sister.<br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #444444; color: yellow;">Lois Inez Willis</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #444444; color: yellow;">(1910-1981)</span><br />
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Be sure to go to the three older Blog posts that take you to Part 1, 2, and 3. </div>
Linda Robbinshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12343509175889633377noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8946600720248107987.post-66198215590651863662011-09-06T00:26:00.006-05:002011-09-09T12:50:31.629-05:00Part 3: Willis Family Migrates to East Texas (Abt. 1909), 14th Child is Born (1910) and Lucy Willis’ Husband, John Pinckney Willis, dies (1911)<div class="MsoNormal">
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and <span style="color: red;">May 7, 1910</span> the Willis family and other
families migrated to Houston County, Texas from Calhoun County, Florida. The
covered wagon train digital photograph that I received in a collection of
Willis photographs and shown in Part 1 was not identified with a caption.
Perhaps there is writing on the back or some indication that this is an
authentic photograph of the migration of the Willis Family and other families
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The newspaper article did not have the connected newspaper
heading at the top of the page that the article came from, although the <span style="color: red;">January, 1909</span> date for this article in the Grapeland,
Texas newspaper is a true one, passed to me through the wonderful transmission
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In earlier days of family history special newspaper clippings were saved by family members not knowing the importance of connecting an original printed date to the event. I surmise that the families had to move after winter when temperatures became better in the spring and before the high temperatures of the summer, or after summer’s heat and before winter came after the fall of the year. </div>
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I do not know how long this kind of migration was. It probably lasted several months. Surely the families stopped in the states in between to visit relatives or friends. Migration routes had been pioneered by others, and were well traveled by families that wanted to move for many reasons, including the lure of better farm land that had not been “used up”.Moving across the southern states from east to west
hopefully included more temperate weather. However, the families still had to
deal with adverse weather conditions, water and food supplies, crossing rivers,
transportation breakage and maintenance, and disease.<br />
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The fact that the Willis
family was able to make the journey from one end to the other without any
family deaths seems miraculous.<br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #666666; color: yellow;">Place in Chipola, Calhoun, Florida</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #666666; color: yellow;">(1890-1893)</span><br />
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The <span style="color: red;">May 7, 1910</span> U.S. Census lists
the John P. and Lucy J.L. Willis as living in District 0074, Justice Precinct 5
(part of) All west of IGNBB and north of Grapeland and Daly Road to Daly, north
of Daly and Lynwood Road to Trinity River, by way of Justice Precinct 5, Houston
County, Texas. The family all had the Willis surname and were listed with the
following ages: John P. 43, Lucy J. <span style="color: #0070c0;">41</span>, John
J. 21, Mary A. 18, William J. 17, Alice L. 16, Jesse L. 15, Ola J.13, C. Dewey
11, Ludie V. 9, Marvin R. 7, Purley G. 6, Guy C. 4, and Alton J. 2.</div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #666666; color: yellow;">Mary Almira Willis</span></div>
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In The Official Railway Guide: North American freight
service edition by American Association of Passenger Traffic Officers, National
Railway Publication Company, Philidelphia , page lxviii states that the
International and Great Northern R.R. has 1,001 miles of track.</div>
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<span style="color: red;">August 16, 1910</span>, the last and
fourteenth child of Lucy, age <span style="color: #0070c0;">41</span>, and John
Willis, a daughter, Lois Inez Willis, was born in Houston County, Texas, the
only child to be born in Texas. </div>
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On <span style="color: red;">June 19, 1911</span>, Lucy Jane
Lamb Willis’s husband, John Pinckney Willis passed away in Houston County,
Texas. Lucy was age <span style="color: #0070c0;">42</span>. He was buried at
Antrim Cemetery, NW of Grapeland where other family ancestors are buried. At
that time, Lucy possibly had 3 children at home age 18 or older and 10 children
at home under the age of 18, six boys and four girls.<br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #666666; color: yellow;">Alice Lucinda Willis</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #666666; color: yellow;">(1893-1980)</span><br />
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Lucy Jane Lamb, my great-grandmother, was born on <span style="color: red;">September 16, 1868</span> in Chipola, Calhoun County, Florida
to John Lamb and Almira Peacock Lamb. </div>
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In <span style="color: red;">June, 1885</span>, the Florida
State Census listed the Lamb family as #223 with Lucy Jane as age <span style="color: #0070c0;">16</span> and single. Her father’s birthplace was North
Carolina and her mother’s birthplace was Georgia. The record is on page 434.</div>
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Two and a half years later at age <span style="color: #0070c0;">19,</span>
on <span style="color: red;">December 22, 1887</span>, Lucy Jane Lamb married
John Pinckney Willis as stated in the license issued by James Stanfill, Calhoun
County District Judge for the 2<sup>nd</sup> County Circuit of the State of
Florida on <span style="color: red;">December 19, 1887</span>. The ceremony was
performed by Rev. Charles S. Fuss and witnessed by James Stanfill.</div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #666666; color: yellow;">John Pinckney Willis (1866-1911)</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #666666; color: yellow;">Lucy Jane Lamb Willis (1868-1945)</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span style="color: red;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;">December 1, 1888</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;">, at age <span style="color: blue;">20</span>, Lucy and John’s first child, their oldest son, John Joseph Willis, was born in Blountstown or Chipola, Calhoun County, Florida.</span></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: red;">April 24, 1890</span>, their second child, their second son, George Washington Willis, was born in Chipola, Calhoun County, Florida when Lucy was <span style="color: #0070c0;">21</span>. </div>
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<span style="color: red;">April 23, 1891,</span> at age <span style="color: #0070c0;">22</span>, Lucy and John’s third child and their first
daughter, Mary Almira Willis, was born in Chipola, Calhoun County, Florida.</div>
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<span style="color: red;">July 15, 1892</span>, John and Lucy’s
fourth child, the third son, William “Willi” Jefferson Willis, was born in Chipola,
Calhoun County, Florida when Lucy was <span style="color: #0070c0;">23</span>.</div>
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On <span style="color: red;">July 15, 1893</span>, Lucy, age <span style="color: #0070c0;">24</span>, and John’s second child, son George Washington
Willis died in Chipola, Calhoun County, Florida when George was 3 years old. He
was buried at Bailey(s) Cemetery, Calhoun County, Florida. Directions to
Baileys Cemetery are to begin at Highway 20 at Clarksville, go north on Hwy 73,
right on Bailey Cemetery Road, go 1 mile. The Bailey(s) Cemetery will be on the
right on a curve. </div>
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There is one only more Willis listed by now at the
www.rootsweb.ancestry.com/floridacalhoun/Cemeteries/Bailey webpage, a child, Lucy Lamb Willis with no dates. With this name, I wonder if this could be
another child of John Pinckney and Lucy Jane Lamb Willis. If the child was born
to Lucy and John Willis, the birth probably occurred between 1887 and 1909 when
their family lived in Calhoun County. There are other Lamb and Cook surnames
and maiden names that are probably ancestors and buried at Bailey(s) Cemetery.
In addition, there are 21 graves without identification and 55 graves with
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<span style="color: red;">September 19, 1893</span>, the fifth
child, a second daughter of John and Lucy, was Alice Lucinda Willis was born at
Chipola, Calhoun County, Florida when Lucy was <span style="color: #0070c0;">25</span>.
Alice is important to me as she is my maternal grandmother who had six children,
four of whom lived to adulthood, with her husband, Richard Lusky Gray in east
Texas in Anderson County and Montgomery County. The four children married and
gave Lusky and Alice 14 grandchildren. Presently there are
12 living grandchildren who have many children and grandchildren of their own
in Texas, Oklahoma, Arkansas, New York, and Virginia.</div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #666666; color: yellow;">Mother Lucy Jane Lamb Willis (1868-1945) holds fifth child, my grandmother, Alice Lucinda Willis (1893-1980), John Pinckney Willis (1866-1911) holds fourth child, William Willie Jefferson Willis (1892-1939), and standing at right are third child, Mary Almira Willis (1891-1970), and first child, John Joseph Willis ( 1888-1927). Photo may have been taken in 1894 in Florida after the death of their second child George Washington Willis (1890-1893)</span></td></tr>
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<span style="color: red;">April 29, 1895</span> their sixth
child and fourth son Jesse Loyd Willis was born in Chipola, Calhoun, Florida
when Lucy was age <span style="color: #0070c0;">26</span>.</div>
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<span style="color: red;">April 13, 1897</span> the seventh
child and third daughter Cecilia Viola Ola Jacqueline Willis was born at Willis
or Chipola, Calhoun County, Florida when Lucy was <span style="color: #0070c0;">28</span>.
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<span style="color: red;">September 13, 1898</span> John and
Lucy’s eighth child and fifth son Charles Dewey Willis was born at Willis,
Calhoun County, Florida when Lucy was <span style="color: #0070c0;">29</span>.</div>
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On <span style="color: red;">January 6, 1900</span>, the U.S.
Census stated that the John Pinckney and Lucy Jane Lamb family lived at
District 2, Pippins Mill, Calhoun County, Florida. It lists John’s birthplace
as North Carolina, Lucy’s birthplace as Georgia, total number of children as 8,
and number of living children as 7. The parent’s marriage year was given as
1888 [listed as 1887 on the marriage license] with number of married years as
12. John P. Willis owned his own farm with no mortgage. Lucy’s occupation was
not given. The ages for the family given in the 1900 U.S. Census were: John P.
Willis 34, Lucy J. Willis <span style="color: #0070c0;">31</span>, John J. Willis
11, Mary A. Willis 9, William J. Willis 7, Alice L. Willis 6, Jesse L Willis 5,
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birth of the ninth child, John and Lucy’s fourth daughter Ludie Valonia Willis
at Willis, Calhoun County, Florida when Lucy was almost <span style="color: #0070c0;">32</span>.</div>
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<span style="color: red;">June 27, 1902 </span>Lucy, at age <span style="color: #0070c0;">33</span>, and John had their tenth child, son Marvin
Rivey Willis, born in Calhoun County, Florida.</div>
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child was born to Lucy, age <span style="color: #0070c0;">35</span>, and John, a
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age <span style="color: #0070c0;">37</span>, had their twelfth child, son Guy
Clifford Willis, born at Willis, Calhoun County, Florida. </div>
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their thirteenth child, son Alton Jackson Willis, the last child born in
Florida at Willis in Calhoun County. Lucy was <span style="color: #0070c0;">39</span>.</div>
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Be sure to see the first part in the previous blog post and move to Part 3 and Part 4 in Newer blog posts.<div>
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the small early 40s brick home of a Methodist minister in NE Texas with his
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the rolling hills and pine tree forests of East Texas where trees cast shadows on the highways and spread their branches to meet each
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Cass County, Texas. My dad’s parents were from Denison, Grayson County, Texas
and my mom’s parents were from Cleveland, Liberty County, Texas. Through the
years my mom and her mom prepared many meals for our family and extended
families that included mostly home cooked meals, much of it coming from each of their
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I learned to drive of the worst accident that took place in our home driveway as I hit
my dad’s car that I did not see when I was backing,<span style="color: black;"> </span>the wonderful times I recall when our family went
driving on Sunday afternoons wherever we lived to see the traffic at the
airports or to watch the seashore, and the gatherings of all of our aunts, uncles, and
cousins at our grandparents’ home where I remember running around in the yard,
gathering eggs, shelling beans, being carted around in the wheelbarrow by my granddad,<span style="color: black;"> smelling homemade biscuits, </span>sleeping on a pallet by the open front door
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evidence found in private family albums, newspaper archives located on the
Internet, documents and certificates. My parents’ evidence is found in private
family and relatives' photo albums, U.S. Census records, Athens, Texas Historical Society and
Galveston, Texas vertical file records, and college yearbook records. </b></span><span style="color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 13.5pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Linda Robbinshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12343509175889633377noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8946600720248107987.post-81151462618825001502011-07-09T15:41:00.000-05:002011-11-11T17:13:15.897-06:00Joseph Marion Jerkens (1883-1952) Followup
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to document the following facts about Joseph Marion Jerkens, one of my
husband's maternal uncles who was born in 1883 in Austria and died in 1952 in
Florida. Another family blog posting will contain the copies of the documents I used to write this posting.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Zadarow, Buzcacz, Galicia, Austria Hungarian Empire. His Austrian name was Josef
Jurkiewicz as listed on his Ellis Island Record #677808 on September 22, 1908
as an alien. Joseph Marion Jerkens has also been found in genealogy records as
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Naturalization Purposes, Josef Jurkiewicz arrived at Ellis Island, NY for
permanent admission to the United States on the ship Kronprinzessin Cecilie,
Record #677808 by direction of the Secretary of Labor, signed by Raymond F.
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born on Mar 25, 1883 according to his own handwriting in the WWI Draft
Registration. His birthplace was listed as Austria. Joseph’s surname Jerkens has
also been found in genealogy records as Jerkins, Jerkina, and Jierkens.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">Joseph Jerkens in the 1910 U.S.
Census was a servant & worked on a dairy farm near Roxbury, Delaware,
County, NY; the 1910 census states he arrived in the US in 1908, was 27, not 26
by the May 6, 1910 enumeration date; Joseph stated he was from Russia/Poland by
the time he was in the U.S. His parents were listed as also being from
Russia/Poland in the 1910 U.S. Census. At the time of the 1910 U.S. Census,
Joseph's village of Zadarow was taken over by Russia and then Poland. Eastern
Europe's countries' boundaries always seemed to be in an upheaval. Joseph's
oldest daughter verified that she was told that her father worked on a dairy
farm in upper state New York when we first arrived in the United States in
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<span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">On September 12, 1918, Joseph Marion
Jerkens registered for the WWI draft. His occupation was as horseman for Harry
T. Peters on St. Mark's Avenue, Islip, Suffolk County, New York and his wife
was Jennie Elizabeth Jerkens (Jierkens). In the 1930 U.S. Census it states that
Joseph Marion Jerkens married at age 31. This indicates that Joseph Marion and
Jennie Elizabeth Jerkens from Sweden possibly married in 1914. They lived on
Union Avenue in Islip, New York. Joseph was of medium height and medium build,
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Marion Jerkens (misspelled as Jerkina) with first wife Jennie E. He immigrated
to the USA in 1908 & Jennie E. immigrated to the USA in 1902. Joseph was 37
and Jennie E. was 38 on January 3, 1920. They rented on Raymond Street in Islip
Township, New York. Joseph was listed as a groom for a private family. Joseph
and his parents were born in Austria and spoke German. Joseph indicates “Pa”
meaning that his status with naturalization is that his first papers were
applied for in the U.S. 1920 Census and he was naturalized by the 1930 U.S.
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Jurkiewicz, age 43, applied for the USA Declaration of Intention, in the
Village of Patchogue, Suffolk County, NY; occupation private groom, resided
Islip, Suffolk County, NY, white, dark complexion, 5'10", 168 lbs., brown
hair, grey eyes, scar on chin, birthplace Zadarow, Austria; came from Bremen,
Germany on Crown Princess Cecile. Joseph Jurkiewicz's last residence was given
as Tarnobrzeg. His birthplace was Buczacz which is the same district as the
village of Zadarow but about 400 miles NE of modern Vienna, Austria. Joseph
Jurkiewicz arrived at the port of NY in the state of NY about 21 Sep 1908. He
was not an anarchrist or a polygamist. He intended to become a citizen of the
USA & permanently reside therein. Superior Court, Suffolk County, NY, Fred
S. Pulver, Clerk The form statesd that it is invalid for all purposes seven
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Marion Jerkens (Jerkina) was first married at age 31, which would make the year
about 1914 with his marriage to Jennie E. (possibly) Elizabeth Jerkina. She was
30; they possibly married in the Catholic Church in East Islip but as of yet
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future wife, single teacher Minerva Lucile Love, and Joseph Marion Jerkens’
future brother-in law William Augustus Robbins, civil engineer, lived at the Wilson
Rooming or Boarding House on Monell Ave. in Islip, New York according to Joseph
Marion and Minerva Lucile Love Jerkens’ oldest daughter who was born in 1928. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Minerva Lucile Love on Saturday, May 14, 1927 in Syracuse, New York according
to a wedding announcement by the bride’s parents Charles Nelson and Fila
“Filey” Rhobe Tower Love of Syracuse, New York.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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wife Minerva Lucile Love Jerkens lived on Breezy Point, Islip, Suffolk County,
New York with their two oldest children born in 1928 and 1929. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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rented a stable at the Vanderbilt Estate and lived in Oakdale, Suffolk County,
New York when a Ford dealer delivered a V8 station wagon from Holbrook, NY to
the family. By this time all five children were born to Joseph and Minerva
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1, 1952 in Dade County, Florida. Joseph Jerkens’funeral service was at the
Lindenhurst, NY Catholic Church. He was buried at St. Patrick’s Cemetery, on
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by five children and two grandchildren at the time of his death. More
grandchildren, great-grandchildren, and great-great grandchildren have been
born since his death are living and are not named here to protect their
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corrections, or deletions about this narrative I have created based on my
genealogical research from Jerkens descendents. Please reply in the comments
area below. I have not written any information except that based on records I
have found online at Ancestry.com, EllisIsland.org, or the Suffolk County
Courthouse records located at Riverhead, New York. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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emailed to me by two experts in the field from that part of Eastern Europe: <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">Author of Genealogical Gazateer of
Galicia:<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><a href="http://www.lenius.ca/Gazetteer/Gazetteer.htm"><span style="color: #445708;">http://www.lenius.ca/Gazetteer/Gazetteer.htm</span></a><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Chairman for East European Genealogical Society: <a href="http://www.eegsociety.org/Home.aspx"><span style="color: #445708;">http://www.eegsociety.org/Home.aspx</span></a><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Eastern Galicia</span>:</span> <span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif";"><a href="http://www.halgal.com/index.htm"><span style="color: #445708;">http://www.halgal.com/index.htm</span></a><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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