Thursday, September 25, 2014

Totally Floored, and Appreciative

Thank you so much to Beverly McGowan Norman for thinking of me and nominating me for the 'One Lovely Blog' ward.
What a lovely award to receive.


Beverly writes an informative blog and shares her personal research and methods with all.  She is one lovely blog writer at Roots, Branches, and a Few Nuts.

Here are the rules for this award:
1. Thank the person who nominated you and link to that blog
2. Share Seven things about yourself
3. Nominate 15 bloggers you admire (or as many as you can think of!)
4. Contact your bloggers to let them know that you have tagged them for the One Lovely Blog Award
It is always good to have a little fun while blogging.

Seven things about me
1. I am an Okie who has embraced Texas as my homeland (two great grandfathers arrived in 1838)
2. I have 6 children, 25 grandchildren which is why I travel alot.
3. I was a Registered Nurse until I retired to home school my children.
4. I am a pile organizer takes me forever to get things in a file.
5. I have three blogs and write for the WorldWide Genealogy Collaboration Blog
6. I became a Master Gardner and managed a Retail nursery.
7. I took the ProGen Class and finished it.  Great experience,

Now the nomination of 15 bloggers I admire.
1.  Heart of Story by Fran Jensen
2.  Empty Branches on the Family Tree by  Linda Stufflebean
3.  Tangled Roots and Trees by Schalene Dagutis
4.  HEART OF A SOUTHERN WOMAN by Helen Youngblood Holshouser
5.  Old Bones Genealogy by Eileen Furlani Souza 
6.  starryblackness  by Lynne Black
7.  American History and Ancestry by Tom Verenna
8.  Genealogy Heirlooms by Carmen Johnson 
9.  On a Flesh and Bone Foundation... by Jennifer Geraghty
10.Cone Chronicles by Cecily Cone Kelly
11.100 Years in America by Lisa / Smallest Leaf I also love (A Light That Shines Again )
12. A Sense of Family by Shelley Bishop
13. Ancestor Soup by Karen
14. BeNOtForgot by Vickie Everhart
15. BLissed-Out Grandma by Nancy

A good many of the blogs above I have followed and been influenced by since I first started my Joyous Tomorrows Blog. Some are new bloggers to me that I have met and read since joining the Genealogy Bloggers Facebook Group.  What I love about Genealogy Bloggers is they are always encouraging, and uplifting to each other.  
I'll be contacting the fifteen bloggers above, unless they happen to be reading and contact me first

Wednesday, August 6, 2014

The Hero Always Responded to a Request

I thought I had written this story, but it is not on the blog.
This week I had an event in my life that brought the blessings of knowing and having the Hero in my life.
Forgive the short rant.
I have been fighting a virus and my chest was hurting.  Low grade fever at night and aches all over, then I was left with left-side chest pain that hurt when I would breath deep.  No... I had not been coughing...in fact no mucus.  As most of you know, I am a member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints.  With in the church there is a Home Teaching program in which members of the church over see a family(ies) other than their own to teach, assist, give blessings too, an so forth.  My home teacher is a truck driver and out of town. So I asked another man I knew to give me a blessing. He said yes, then showed up at the Family History Center where I was working without someone to assist him, said he was just checking to see if I was there (?) and he would get back with me.  Never showed back up, and 24 hours later I received a call from another member who said the first member had texted him I needed to be seen.  REALLY!  What is happening with our world.  I am done... but so disappointed in the priesthood in our ward.
Now the Hero Story and why I find the above offensive.
Day our son was baptised. 

Once the Hero received the priesthood in our church, he took it very seriously as he should have.  No one had to remind him of his responsibilities, in fact, if he was ever your home teacher you continued as his family forever.  He was totally committed.
This is one case.  The Hero and I were awakened at 1am in the morning by a call.  I heard the Hero answer, and begin asking questions.  He put the phone down and immediately began dressing.  I was puzzled...
He told me it was a call from a young man he used to home teach and that he sounded like he had been drinking but there was something wrong. He was going to go and check on him.  I was like, if that is what you need to do.  He called back a few hours later from the hospital.  He had arrived and found the young man had tried to commit suicide.  He loved on the young man and he made a come back to a healthly life.  There wasn't any question of where he needed to be.
Another case he was tired after along drive from Houston to our home it was about 10pm, and received a call that someone needed a blessing he called a couple of members and found someone, went picked them up and they gave the person a blessing.
When he was sick, we called our home teacher and we met another member at a fast food restaurant where they gave him a blessing in the back seat of the car to help the home teacher from driving so far.
He was an exemplary priesthood holder. He taught his sons the same principles and they live up to the standards.  Geez, he would never have texted. To him it was all about live contact, phone calls and visits.  He respected those who were in his care and those who were in need.
In a way, this has not been all bad for me; I have taken the time to reread many of my Hero stories and remind myself of why I started blogging.  So, we would not forget the stories.

Sunday, June 15, 2014

Saturday, June 14, 2014

Pawnee School Group Picture

Most of the people in the picture were born around 1920 this could be a graduation picture?  Maybe it is just a class picture.
It meant a lot to my Aunt Lynn, she documented each person in the picture on the back. Hoping to find others that would like a copy.

Names listed left to right First row: Mae Caldwell, Mary Frances Clark, Owen White, Dick Combus, 
Clyde Quail, Gale White.
Second row: Lynn Langley, Leta Ross, Maxine Harris, Florence Matthews, Shari Zone, 
Share Rader Band, Wilbur Mitchell.
Third row: Vera, Katherine Dean, Wilbur Helwick, Clyde Fryer,Verden Parker, John Smith, 
Claud Ellington, Woner Helwick.

Monday, May 26, 2014

Captain Lemuel Roberts

We are blessed with information from Lemuel, himself.  He wrote a book of his memoirs of his time in the Revolutionary War.  The only enlisted man to do so, which has given us today great insights into the men of that time period.  It is now required reading in some Universities for American History courses.
Found on Archive.org

Lemuel said he was born on April, 1751, in Canaan, Connecticut. He told us his father Lemuel Roberts who was married to Lydia Purchase gave him his Christian name.This was proved by Connecticut Town Birth Records, pre-1870 (Barbour Collection)
 
Interesting that he gave a different date.
When he was ten they moved to Stillwater, New York.  He spent a time with his eldest brother in partnership working lumber.  He helped his father for 6 years 1769 to 1775 in building a home in Charlemont, Franklin, Massachusetts
In 1775, when the British fought the Sons of Liberty (his words), he and many youth of his area marched off under the command of a Captain Avery to Cambrige where he enlisted under Captain Maxwell.  He describes his motivation as “feeling his bosom glow with love for my country.” (Page 21)  His description of service, I imagine would be true for most young men his age…”my zeal for liberty urged me to an attentive observance of all necessary orders…”(page 22)
His father died while he was gone, and he says himself became sick.  He took this occasion to go home on a pass to check on the fatherless family who he had promised to care for.  Lemuel was giving up hope of continuing as a soldier, when his older brother and his family came back to care for them. 
He re-enlists, as his previous enlistment had expired, with Captain Thomas Alexander in Col. Porter’s regiment of the Massachusetts line.  His description of the battles, and action are riveting.  It is hard to put the book down.  He early on had explained how daring and physically active he was before the war. He maximized on those traits, which today has earned him a fond title of “Rambo of the Revolutionary War”.  He was captured in Canada, and imprisoned, only to escape 3 times. The Canadians became wary of him and isolated him. He prevented cowardly officers from needlessly surrendering to weaker British forces. Just to mention a few moments of excitement. A Colonel Herrick commissioned him a lieutenant for a scouting expedition on 12 January 1778. 
After leaving the war he stayed in Vermont. He asked Col. Herrick for back pay; but due to the countries lack of organization, he never received compensation.

He married Sarah Collins on March 14, 1781, in Rutland, Vermont. He was a Captain of the Ira Militia in Vermont in 1785. They had five children during their marriage. He died in 1810 in Franklin, Vermont, at the age of 58.   
In 1790, Lemuel Roberts lived in Chittenden, Rutland,  Vermont.
In 1800 - 1810, Lemuel Roberts lived in Franklin, Vermont.
This is the time period in which he wrote his Memoirs for publication.

1810 United States Federal Census 
No one has his death or burial place, to my knowledge, today.
This is two of six service records from the U.S. Revolutionary Service Records on Fold3



All his life, Lemuel served family or community, or country.  He continues to give, as we are enabled to learn about the battles, and feelings first hand from his memoirs.
 I love his closing.  
More than anything I am uplifted by his belief in God.




Tuesday, May 20, 2014

Tombstone Tuesday: Jasper Newton Wells

The person who shared on Ancestry never gave his name dwightbrooks2, this is also on FindaGrave

My knowledge of Jasper Newton Wells increased when two people who were not related to the Hero's ancestor, took pictures of his tombstone and shared it on Find a Grave and Ancestry.com. I contacted them both and they were glad I knew him. They were keeping it just in case they found a connection because their Wells family lived in the area.  Tombstones do count in genealogy research... I wrote a blog post about this on the WorldWide Genealogy Collaboration Blog, go HERE to see it. 

Tuesday, April 1, 2014

52 Ancestor Weeks. Week 11 Mildred's First Sight of Ed

The Hero and I asked Mom E how she met Dad Ellsworth.
This was a tale, which I hope I get correct… Don’t want finger shaking to happen from the other side.
If anyone has a different version or corrections, let me know, I don’t pretend to be all knowing, just sharing as I remember being told.
Mom E had her secret little smile as she began her tale. 
Mom and Dad Ellsworth were very close

“I didn’t know Ed, my girlfriend did at her work and I was over at her house one night when she dared me to call him.     
We have a picture of Mom E on the phone.
It was a trick calling thing we did, guess we were up to no good.  (a sheepish grin here)   He answered the phone with a quiet voice. ‘ I said, you don’t know me, but my friend knows you.  What are you doing?’   He said," I am watching my grandfather sleep. "  I didn’t know if he was serious or kidding me.  He went on to tell me that his grandfather Sackley was very ill and he was watching him. He thought his grandfather probably would not live much longer, that he loved him very much. It was very sad.  I felt bad then, but he wanted to talk, so we spent an hour or so, on the phone.  At the end of the conversation, he asked if we could meet.  I said yes; I would come by when he got off work at J C Penny’s.  It was agreed upon, and we hung up.  The next day, I knew where he worked because my friend gave me the information.  I went upstairs where  I could see him, before he could see me [she had a sneaky side. J  ] He was good looking.  I came down the stairs and our romance began. “
My minds eye version of the first sight. 

Dad E never added or chimed in. He just smiled and puffed on his pipe with a twinkle in his eyes.
The memory of being told the story is as precious as the memory told.

Now you know how they met.