tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-76295883335683116182024-03-05T15:34:17.361-08:00This Hoosier's HeritageA place to learn more about genealogy, history, and the many resources I come across in my own journey into my family stories. Come with me as I learn more about my ancestors, their times and the world in which they lived. Dianehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11363024708939325104noreply@blogger.comBlogger60125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7629588333568311618.post-6757437005036036252021-06-20T15:26:00.000-07:002021-06-20T15:26:10.806-07:00Testing Out New "Techie" Skills!<p> I will be making this blog post short and sweet. Recently, there have been some "behind-the-scenes" changes that needed to be made This Hoosier's Heritage. I won't go into a lot of details, but it would affect my followers that receive blog post emails.</p><p>Long story short...followers by email have been receiving blog posts through an email subscription service called Feedburner. And Feedburner decided it was going to stop providing this service. I have now found a new email subscription service called Mailchimp.</p><p>This past weekend, I think I have completed all of the background mechanics π§°π¨π§° of switching everything over to Mailchimp. However, I will need your help at this point.</p><p>I am considering this post as a more-or-less test post. If you are reading this blog post in an email from me, please let me know how it worked for you. Reply to the email, leave me a comment, or click on this link (<a href="https://thishoosiersheritage.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">This Hoosier's Heritage</a>) and use the Contact Form on the right side of page.</p><p>I am thanking you in advance for your help! I could not do this without you! I need your comments, and support in general, to be encouraged to keep going forward!!</p><p>Thank you so much, and I look forward to hearing from you soon! ππ¬π</p><p><br /></p><p><i style="color: #2b00fe; font-size: xx-large;"><b>You're the best!!!!</b></i></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><i style="color: #2b00fe; font-size: xx-large;"><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUv9_L6mvW0MwuCvRNGBiy2nVWC-0pUnMptZV4FI21nbKbMgVtI7wX4pspsbkOvDsAb3kH2wz4SpYyg2cIiYnZATCGzRp1d9XrLfih_DeHkzFJKH2rgXOdA7pb3L6S-eQDLeZSNgi7rPRW/s2468/20180624_141318.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2468" data-original-width="1553" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUv9_L6mvW0MwuCvRNGBiy2nVWC-0pUnMptZV4FI21nbKbMgVtI7wX4pspsbkOvDsAb3kH2wz4SpYyg2cIiYnZATCGzRp1d9XrLfih_DeHkzFJKH2rgXOdA7pb3L6S-eQDLeZSNgi7rPRW/s320/20180624_141318.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">This Hoosier's Heritage</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><b><br /></b></i></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>Dianehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11363024708939325104noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7629588333568311618.post-47885067296332761372020-09-16T22:28:00.000-07:002020-09-16T22:28:59.011-07:00Pearce, Steffen & Sparks Families: 1 Reunion, 4 Cemeteries, 2 States <div>What is the best kind of vacation for a genealogist? </div><div><br /></div><div>A vacation that combines a visit with a good friend, meeting a newly-found cousin, a quite-altered family reunion and genealogically-related traipsing through four cemeteries in Iowa and Illinois...Priceless!!!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyTAWt8vH0LpPX2VniPJRO_0ovrfuhldL3s-z6TqLPyctNOwTBp7Zfh1wvFNUMaSkFGssZzM2ZFyERk9ULE61o90pN088MJsvbl3vkx2fxMtNxJUzfZW_l63OIilxn91noitJu2Yu8SuDo/s4000/IMG_20200718_201238805_HDR.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyTAWt8vH0LpPX2VniPJRO_0ovrfuhldL3s-z6TqLPyctNOwTBp7Zfh1wvFNUMaSkFGssZzM2ZFyERk9ULE61o90pN088MJsvbl3vkx2fxMtNxJUzfZW_l63OIilxn91noitJu2Yu8SuDo/w150-h200/IMG_20200718_201238805_HDR.jpg" width="150" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The Clam Man in <br />Muscatine, Iowa <br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWepR2aMMKmdpAVBuZH6VxUTJOMaRPYOfwKYHXoLPmBWKH2DY2-O6nNX2zcjykOKI0mP_OMK26q5VY4P7bb27VBa97nf75DVm1HiKh1aWsqbfaxnZk9uf7s9P8hjVgrpBzwrzxIfy5KXvD/s4000/IMG_20200723_150449219_HDR.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3000" data-original-width="4000" height="150" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWepR2aMMKmdpAVBuZH6VxUTJOMaRPYOfwKYHXoLPmBWKH2DY2-O6nNX2zcjykOKI0mP_OMK26q5VY4P7bb27VBa97nf75DVm1HiKh1aWsqbfaxnZk9uf7s9P8hjVgrpBzwrzxIfy5KXvD/w200-h150/IMG_20200723_150449219_HDR.jpg" width="200" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Reunion was next door to this<br /> house that had belonged to our<br /> great-great-great grandfather. </td></tr></tbody></table> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"> <img border="0" data-original-height="3000" data-original-width="4000" height="150" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhn_ZU__84fbcl0aGkgoG26QN60Hkx8BRcA45Nd9caBWf7P_LIOfs3aaRm1nf0Dx4flZf8HU-72uNR7VvoW2O-Ym0Iy2w7qHkI49WVeKlKFAGNSifcbmIGKLGtzqOhJKlCpQ4MAdt5qtm_u/w200-h150/IMG_20200718_203834870.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" width="200" /></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Crossing Mississippi River<br />after meeting<br />newly- found cousin</td></tr></tbody></table> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div></div><div>It all started over a year ago, when I visited my cousins in northern Illinois for visits and to gather family history information. As I was talking to these cousins about some of our half-cousins, I realized they seemed very unsure of whom I was referring.</div><div><br /></div><div>So, I started planning a Pearce family reunion for July 2020. Never had organized a family reunion from scratch before, but I felt confident in my abilities. I had this, I could do this!! I mean...what could go wrong?! ππ</div><div><br /></div><div>We were all in for quite the surprise when COVID-19 altered life throughout the world. It stopped all of us in our tracks for several months, before we started to venture out again.</div><div><br /></div><div>Although our crowd of 100+ had dwindled down to 9, we choose to go forward with the reunion, only with some changes. Masks, social distancing and hand sanitizer were now as much a part of the plan as the visiting and talk of family history.</div><div><br /></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuFqLEmL5IJTde1Lc7liaxQrcV2mS7LnFa_GX-bp_LI9UeMw-zjGqmSkc0G0BBETtX5R4_foLiC4k8EpwMyqmLgO8OzPEHwu-nQfjP7oLNmHabGOlR74bkf034u7VplcfWtrpIdw8ZvLd4/s4000/IMG_20200723_160415426_HDR.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3000" data-original-width="4000" height="150" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuFqLEmL5IJTde1Lc7liaxQrcV2mS7LnFa_GX-bp_LI9UeMw-zjGqmSkc0G0BBETtX5R4_foLiC4k8EpwMyqmLgO8OzPEHwu-nQfjP7oLNmHabGOlR74bkf034u7VplcfWtrpIdw8ZvLd4/w200-h150/IMG_20200723_160415426_HDR.jpg" width="200" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">After the reunion, we all paid<br /> respects to our Pearce ancestors<br />at the Pearce Cemetery, <br />Oswego, Illinois</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><div><br /></div><div>The hubby and I spent the week before the reunion in Muscatine, Iowa, visiting a good friend of ours. Much time was spent along the Mississippi River, visiting local sites and cemeteries.</div><div><br /></div><div>First cemetery was in Muscatine itself. I had no ancestors that had ever lived in Muscatine. However, I had recently discovered that my 4x-great grandfather's brother, Green Sparks, had moved to Muscatine at some point, and was buried there in the Greenwood Cemetery, along with his wife and two daughters.</div><div><br /></div><div>Alas, this is one of those fruitless searches that turns up no stones or grave markers of any kind. The cemetery office has records that show they are buried here in this section, but we found nothing there. </div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Greenwood Cemetery: burial place of Green Sparks, Susan (Hunt) Sparks and two daughters.</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_8tyAsPHAfEwF0S8TORKalmmXCBd76hshiJb0Wz1T7ToKHN3uzM71vBAJGTenQVJTyY5bW0ukJtBNCTApZioZcIl-YTNX_5TUDykGNTra82alH5iMATREKPsywb17YEJNPl3sUaIFa_H7/s4000/IMG_20200720_085612045.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_8tyAsPHAfEwF0S8TORKalmmXCBd76hshiJb0Wz1T7ToKHN3uzM71vBAJGTenQVJTyY5bW0ukJtBNCTApZioZcIl-YTNX_5TUDykGNTra82alH5iMATREKPsywb17YEJNPl3sUaIFa_H7/w150-h200/IMG_20200720_085612045.jpg" width="150" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoANXBJKBG5sh9JQ4VToem0ThYWlH_fSTqfYdOmjO41DD5SfZ5RlWocQQlrj4MWfdeyy_lCNnUHMItNbSy4d4dueZj3_BeyhgPTc7AS7KRg9TFJumpJcyx4r6FKlk28mx59Y-jBh3ahBvO/s4000/IMG_20200720_085636580.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3000" data-original-width="4000" height="150" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoANXBJKBG5sh9JQ4VToem0ThYWlH_fSTqfYdOmjO41DD5SfZ5RlWocQQlrj4MWfdeyy_lCNnUHMItNbSy4d4dueZj3_BeyhgPTc7AS7KRg9TFJumpJcyx4r6FKlk28mx59Y-jBh3ahBvO/w200-h150/IMG_20200720_085636580.jpg" width="200" /></a><br /><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>A day trip up to Dubuque County to the small towns of New Vienna and Luxemburg where my maternal grandmother was born and raised. Some of her ancestors had arrived here in the 1830's, and her great-grandfather is actually mentioned in a Wikipedia article regarding St. Boniface Church in New Vienna, Iowa.</div><div><br /></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjimhpFbRLE4BaIP1rsB39OGcdAzYgDhKDLNm1zpfHH3G8dH1DN-3tSsOY4YsHA7PtfU4UaMXeGrFsAfpaILYqIm6IgwoyhngPDM9CY6rQcREQDTsV4GpULyW-K3SVTPVFvHTF7Q5vjPX1m/s1586/Screenshot_20200728-201359.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1586" data-original-width="1469" height="256" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjimhpFbRLE4BaIP1rsB39OGcdAzYgDhKDLNm1zpfHH3G8dH1DN-3tSsOY4YsHA7PtfU4UaMXeGrFsAfpaILYqIm6IgwoyhngPDM9CY6rQcREQDTsV4GpULyW-K3SVTPVFvHTF7Q5vjPX1m/w237-h256/Screenshot_20200728-201359.jpg" width="237" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">St. Boniface Catholic Church.<br />(Photo Credit: Eileen Moore)</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><div>If you would like to learn more about this church, I have provided the link <a href="https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Saint_Boniface_Church_(New_Vienna,_Iowa)">here</a>. However, below, you will find the section that mentions my 3rd great-grandfather, (Wilhelm) William Steffen, Sr.</div><div><br /></div><div><span style="background-color: #eeeeee;"><span face="" style="color: #202122; font-size: 16px;">"<i>The church was 64 by 100 feet (30 m) with 22-foot (6.7 m)-high walls. A local resident, William Steffen Sr., was sent with two teams of horses to get three bells for the church. He arrived back in New Vienna just before </i></span><i>Easter<span face="" style="color: #202122; font-size: 16px;">; the bells were raised in time to chime for the first time on Easter Sunday. This second structure was used until 1887."</span></i></span></div><div><span face="" style="background-color: white; color: #202122; font-size: 16px;"><br /></span></div><div><span face="" style="background-color: white; color: #202122; font-size: 16px;"><br /></span></div><div><span>The following three photos are three generations of my maternal grandmother, Mathilda (Steffen) Pearce, from her great-grandfather to her grandparents.</span></div><div><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjO2hyYJsRAFjbgSBc4x_QEPZ8Ekqkn2FoLa6RlxNrBhX-f1EJLJKJ55bmXo7k1kzhqBnnFw_PgxOIeWMilaSWX9oLbWUnMbQOKrtv5n48FgjxkCktxysLMAtc7zFPc4P32cbaYxiAFOCud/s3683/IMG_20200720_153504867_HDR.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3683" data-original-width="2413" height="328" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjO2hyYJsRAFjbgSBc4x_QEPZ8Ekqkn2FoLa6RlxNrBhX-f1EJLJKJ55bmXo7k1kzhqBnnFw_PgxOIeWMilaSWX9oLbWUnMbQOKrtv5n48FgjxkCktxysLMAtc7zFPc4P32cbaYxiAFOCud/w214-h328/IMG_20200720_153504867_HDR.jpg" width="214" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">William Steffen, Sr., my <br />maternal grandmother's<br /> great-grandfather<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">|</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">|</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">|</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg50h5ZWCL3yVNfksdN5P8SVYKDRphvdDzm6GwtZRaTVCWmQzEOrr6tHUWi0IBsrM_HvxFhQyCTTXaxr1-YwWTr8vW2o5ys8W859qHXg6SLZnkNdP0ivJuNBJhmyGjwLEgZ5dwwWGP2STwf/s4000/IMG_20200720_163820951.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg50h5ZWCL3yVNfksdN5P8SVYKDRphvdDzm6GwtZRaTVCWmQzEOrr6tHUWi0IBsrM_HvxFhQyCTTXaxr1-YwWTr8vW2o5ys8W859qHXg6SLZnkNdP0ivJuNBJhmyGjwLEgZ5dwwWGP2STwf/w150-h200/IMG_20200720_163820951.jpg" width="150" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Her grandparents, Theodore & <br />Maria K. (Bonenkamp) Steffen</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">|</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">|</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">|</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdalrUltxGl913Z6djvnQiVikMzcJpDf-A9BVIbJxVsvOiLKy0OGNZLVmYqM19THRFGsdFeS-qwEZ4nvdVBhZV6WZWDsLykwJhP5jOPdWy0oyd-ax9bvCUDk8YGtYrR0UKje1hmxww7Wxy/s4000/IMG_20200720_170850864.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdalrUltxGl913Z6djvnQiVikMzcJpDf-A9BVIbJxVsvOiLKy0OGNZLVmYqM19THRFGsdFeS-qwEZ4nvdVBhZV6WZWDsLykwJhP5jOPdWy0oyd-ax9bvCUDk8YGtYrR0UKje1hmxww7Wxy/w150-h200/IMG_20200720_170850864.jpg" width="150" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">And her parents, Frank W. and<br />Josephine (Schulte) Steffen</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Within a five-mile radius, I was able to visit two cemeteries (St. Boniface Catholic Church and Holy Trinity Roman Catholic Church) in two very small towns that was the final resting place of most of my grandmother's siblings, ancestors, cousins and extended family back to the first immigrants from Germany.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Without time to consult my family history papers for specific ancestors, I took photos of all headstones bearing the following surnames: Steffen, Schulte, Trenkamp, Bohnenkamp and Sudmeier. As I sort through my photos and paperwork in the near future, I will certainly be including more posts about the Steffen line, I am sure.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">As I thought about all of those ancestors I had just visited, it made me realize how much I missed two that were not to be found in either cemetery. My Grandma (Tilly) Pearce and her baby sister, Alice Morganegg. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">In her 20's, my grandma had left her home in Luxemburg, Iowa and traveled to Kendall County, Illinois...with Aunt Alice eventually finding her way there, also.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Why, and When? What made these two young ladies set out for northeastern Illinois in the 1930's or so? I have not discovered the answer to this question yet, but I have not given up just yet! Lol</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixqxFqi7Kpo3Dh_xKP2aetS85XTlYZOWjlFaa7ZdA6mbke2be89RwgPQI-00yjNUtmPBojwOzecYzjoXvz1h1y1XLPAUdvPjEzz1u9ouZerpy2Su2pq3gxmkzIAc6HQqpb4G3ctYXXQJSp/s2288/P_20200213_233506.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1864" data-original-width="2288" height="163" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixqxFqi7Kpo3Dh_xKP2aetS85XTlYZOWjlFaa7ZdA6mbke2be89RwgPQI-00yjNUtmPBojwOzecYzjoXvz1h1y1XLPAUdvPjEzz1u9ouZerpy2Su2pq3gxmkzIAc6HQqpb4G3ctYXXQJSp/w200-h163/P_20200213_233506.jpg" width="200" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The Steffen sisters: Catherine,<br /> Alice, Mathilda, Florence</td></tr></tbody></table><br /></div><div>Newly-found cousin and ancestors, Illinois and Iowa, a reunion and 4 cemeteries...and a relaxing visit with a good friend! 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It was written in the introduction of his book, <i>The Shoemaker and the Tea Party</i>, in 1999. </div><div><br /></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsACG4i7iKylYHPLXeU65kbmr6eVGvfCm3AhPOB_ALudckreAkC6fRaehT0C4YJzFgrp4To-1JwS6Z3jFRyJ7WsDETezkxHTqXTu1MxTl9LrfO56h7sNOubwn22fKPmjFgIH3JEEBLv4Ba/s274/220px-Georgehewes.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="274" data-original-width="220" height="175" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsACG4i7iKylYHPLXeU65kbmr6eVGvfCm3AhPOB_ALudckreAkC6fRaehT0C4YJzFgrp4To-1JwS6Z3jFRyJ7WsDETezkxHTqXTu1MxTl9LrfO56h7sNOubwn22fKPmjFgIH3JEEBLv4Ba/w141-h175/220px-Georgehewes.jpg" width="141" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">George Robert Twelves <br />Hewes ~ the ordinary man <br />of the American Revolution</td></tr></tbody></table><div><br /></div><div>With all the controversy that has surrounded historical monuments recently, I felt it was important to remember why and how the monuments came to be in the first place. His quote in its entirety answers this question more thoroughly: </div><div><br /></div><div><i>"How does an ordinary person win a place in history? It has a lot to do with the political values of the keepers of the past---who decides whose heroes and heroines school children learn about, what statues and monuments are erected, what historic buildings are saved, and what events are commemorated. </i></div><div><br /></div><div><i>Take the few ordinary people of Boston in the Revolution about whom we have even a smattering of knowledge. Paul Revere was best known in his own time as a silversmith and a leader of the mechanics of the North End, but in Henry Wadsworth Longfellow's poem he became a legend as the horseman who warned Lexington that the "British are coming," hardly his most important accomplishment. Yet he is honored in a equestrian statue. A monument to Crispus Attucks, a half-black, half-Indian sailor, and the four other victims of the Boston Massacre was erected only after a forty-year campaign by the city's African American community for recognition of their role in the Revolution and over the opposition of leading members of the Massachusetts Historical Society, who considered them "ruffians" of the "so-called Boston Massacre."</i></div><div><br /></div><h3 style="text-align: left;"><u style="font-weight: normal;">Blogging the "Ordinary People"</u></h3><div><br /></div><div>Over the course of the last three years or so of my blogging, I have met some wonderful fellow genealogy and history bloggers online. I have read countless posts about the "ordinary people" of whom we claim as our ancestors. Although I have also enjoyed reading blog posts regarding famous ancestors, it is the "ordinary people" that capture my attention the most.</div><div><br /></div><h3 style="text-align: left;"><u style="font-weight: normal;">Why?</u></h3><div><br /></div><div>The "ordinary people" are the ancestors that have built something out of nothing by sheer determination and hard work. They are the ones that, day by day, made decisions and lived lives that influenced their friends, neighbors, and descendants in large and small ways.</div><div><br /></div><div>For every leader like Martin Luther King, Jr., there was an "ordinary person" like Rosa Parks making just another decision in her life. If it wasn't for her one decision, she would not be remembered today in our history books.</div><div><br /></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6mpZE1Tb6S4L4BAEjnduCcTjN9b6e9tgdW99TPJFOPHHc_XPGF4V0H5LKKEQ-y3KU1Vl_cGvu9e1nMT4tG2EqFHONmKmQALm8cbSDGMCjkJHt_B3p0KRjkH13WOh1ZQKRZAjNRF8_omjO/s600/496px-Rosaparks.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="496" height="164" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6mpZE1Tb6S4L4BAEjnduCcTjN9b6e9tgdW99TPJFOPHHc_XPGF4V0H5LKKEQ-y3KU1Vl_cGvu9e1nMT4tG2EqFHONmKmQALm8cbSDGMCjkJHt_B3p0KRjkH13WOh1ZQKRZAjNRF8_omjO/w136-h164/496px-Rosaparks.jpg" width="136" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Rosa Parks ~ an ordinary<br /> person who refused give<br /> up her seat on a segregated bus</td></tr></tbody></table><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Some of our ancestors chose to leave family and friends behind in another country to move to America. Some chose to fight for our country, to change religions and follow husbands across the country. Some made the decision to stay and farm the land their ancestors had farmed before them. These decisions all affected our lives.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><h3 style="text-align: left;"><u style="font-weight: normal;">What Can I Do to Help Tell Their Stories?</u></h3><div><br /></div><div>If you are a genealogy blogger, continue telling the stories of your "ordinary" ancestors. I enjoy talking about my 9th great-grandfather, Hans Herr, who was the first Mennonite bishop in America. However, he is well-known in the Lancaster County, PA area and beyond. I also like writing about my husband's Mayflower ancestors.</div><div><br /></div><div>However, the family stories that will never be known past this generation if they are not shared are beyond count. Little stories, or big, these are the ones that are truly priceless. </div><div><br /></div><h3 style="text-align: left;"><u style="font-weight: normal;">Just a Few of My Own Family Stories:</u></h3><div><u style="font-weight: normal;"><br /></u></div><div><ul style="text-align: left;"><li>When my grandparents married in 1929, the men and women still sat on opposite sides of church. That is, until my grandfather decided he was going to sit with his new bride, and changed a long-standing unwritten church protocol.</li></ul><ul style="text-align: left;"><li>My great-grandmother's sister was a newlywed of only 10 months when she died of the 2nd wave of the Spanish Flu.</li></ul><ul style="text-align: left;"><li>My 4th great-grandfather was a fifer in the American Revolution.</li></ul><ul style="text-align: left;"><li>My grandmother had four brothers in World War II, all in different areas, at the same time.</li></ul><div><br /></div></div><h3 style="text-align: left;"><u style="font-weight: normal;"><br /></u></h3><h3 style="text-align: left;"><u style="font-weight: normal;">Monuments to "Ordinary People"</u></h3><div><br /></div><div>I would like to give a very big shout out to websites, such as Heather Wilkinson Rojo's <a href="https://honorrollproject.weebly.com/" target="_blank">Honor Roll Project</a>, who are providing ways to share and celebrate "ordinary people". Monuments are all around us honoring the men and women who have fought for our country over the years. To make the names of these "ordinary people" searchable, Heather has created a place where these military honor rolls have been transcribed and photographed. According to the website, "The transcribed names make the soldiers available for search engines, so that descendants, family members and friends can find them on the internet."</div><div><br /></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBHzjVI2p24QD5IdFYs87G3jCvImuFOZBcrHTH_7u35a9eQEOQoPjlb0GdA5mdagd906P1X2zZEZhtaPIqR4zrzTdGh9kobwtAvYk3i_GZs1E2VbgBilMsVPfdaIO_vYJpGzBxVuoLk7Cz/s1575/20171021_082946.png" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1575" data-original-width="1049" height="205" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBHzjVI2p24QD5IdFYs87G3jCvImuFOZBcrHTH_7u35a9eQEOQoPjlb0GdA5mdagd906P1X2zZEZhtaPIqR4zrzTdGh9kobwtAvYk3i_GZs1E2VbgBilMsVPfdaIO_vYJpGzBxVuoLk7Cz/w136-h205/20171021_082946.png" width="136" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">World War II Memorial</td></tr></tbody></table><div><br /><br /></div><div>Blogger or not, please continue to share the stories of the common man, the "ordinary people". There are more than enough articles and books on the likes of Abraham Lincoln, George Washington and other great men. But the stories of people like Basil Biggs (<a href="https://www.theroot.com/which-black-man-was-responsible-for-burying-bodies-at-g-1790877294">theroot.com</a>), Bill Garrett (<a href="https://news.iu.edu/stories/2020/06/iu/releases/12-intramural-center-renamed-for-basketball-star-bill-garrett.html">news.iu.edu</a>) or Capt. Ephraim Kibbey (<a href="https://thishoosiersheritage.blogspot.com/2019/05/poor-captain-e-kibbey-role-he-played-in.html">This Hoosiers Heritage</a>) are lost to time. </div><div><br /></div><div><ul style="text-align: left;"><li>Genealogy and History bloggers, tell these stories. Whether they are your ancestors or mentioned in a book you found, find ways to tell their stories. If it does not match the topic of your particular blog, please pass it on to someone else who may have the passion to research it and share on their blog.</li></ul><ul style="text-align: left;"><li>History Buffs & Blog Readers, share these stories whenever you happen upon them. I first heard of Basil Biggs as I was watching an episode of Finding Your Roots, and Capt. Kibbey as I was looking at a book on early Indiana trails. Share links to the blogs you read on FB, Twitter and more. Follow and bring traffic to the blogs that celebrate the "ordinary people".</li></ul><div><br /></div></div><div>It is now 2020. With technology on our side today, it no longer "<i>has a lot to do with the political values of the keepers of the past who decides". </i>We are the decision-makers now.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><blockquote style="border: none; margin: 0px 0px 0px 40px; padding: 0px; text-align: left;"><h3 style="text-align: left;"><b><font size="5"><i>We decide. We celebrate. 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Boston, MA: Beacon Press, p. vii, intro.)</span></div>Dianehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11363024708939325104noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7629588333568311618.post-21330256948453974672020-03-27T15:19:00.000-07:002020-03-27T15:19:34.479-07:00Through Her Eyes Thursday~"Inheritance" by Dani Shapiro<h3 style="clear: both;">
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Recently, I read an eye-opening memoir that explores a topic close to the heart of many women today: reproductive medicine and artificial insemination.</div>
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<i>Inheritance: A Memoir of Genealogy, Paternity, and Love</i> by Dani Shapiro explores this topic through the eyes of the person most affected: the child.</div>
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As a child, Dani always had the feeling of never quite fitting in with her family. However, she never quite knew why she felt that way. Several decades later, with the help of a DNA kit, she will have her answer.<br />
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However, between Dani's book and an article I found, I discovered the history actually dates back to the early 1950's. According to an online article, "Artificial Insemination History: Hurdles and Milestones (Ombelet & Van Robays), the first successful human pregnancy was reported in 1953. "Considering the hostile climate for donor insemination at the time...it is not surprising that nearly a decade passed before the first successful birth...was announced in public."<br />
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And this is where Dani's story comes in...As a "donor-concieved person" born in the early 1960's, there was a lot of secrecy surrounding her conception and birth. Her parents lived in an era when this was a taboo and forbidden topic.<br />
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Dani discovered in the writing of this book, what family historians and genealogists need to keep in mind. It is not our place to question how, or why, a decision was made by our ancestors. However, if we do, it has to be done from their perspective.</div>
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If you are looking for a good book to read, this is at the top of my list for anyone. But it is an exceptional read for historians, genealogists and family historians! In an age where DNA and technology aid our research into the past, this book asks some very important questions.<br />
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On March 23, 2017, I started This Hoosier's Heritage to write stories about my family's history, and to share stories relating to genealogy and history in general.<br />
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And, it has turned out to be such a blessing in my life! I have had such interesting conversations with my cousins regarding the family stories that I have shared! Also, I have met new relatives through the blog. All of this would not have happened without This Hoosier's Heritage!<br />
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The genealogy blogging community that I have found is phenomenal! Everyone has been so encouraging and helpful! Between Twitter and FB, I have been a part of very informative discussions, like #AncestryHour and #GenChat.<br />
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And, last but not least, I have won I have won the "Willie Puckerbrush Award for a humorous poem in the 10th Annual Great Genealogy Poetry Challenge, hosted by Bill West (<a href="https://westinnewengland.blogspot.com/">https://westinnewengland.blogspot.com/</a>)! If you would like to read the winning entry, you can find it <a href="https://thishoosiersheritage.blogspot.com/2018/11/my-entry-in-tenth-annual-great.html">here</a>.<br />
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Hope you have enjoyed reading my posts! If you know of other people that would be interested, please share and encourage them to follow!Dianehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11363024708939325104noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7629588333568311618.post-61114786772031260612020-03-13T22:08:00.001-07:002020-03-13T22:08:57.482-07:00Through Her Eyes Thursday: 1918 Spanish Flu Hits Home<h1 id="section_0" style="background-image: none; border: 0px; color: #222222; font-family: "linux libertine", georgia, times, serif; font-stretch: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-variant: inherit; font-weight: inherit; line-height: 1.3; margin: 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">
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Most of us encounter this fact when we look back at our ancestors going off to war, living through the Depression and more. </div>
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However, most of us do not think of a global pandemic affecting our families. For my Hillman ancestors, the 1918 Spanish Flu Pandemic was much more than a news headline.<br />
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This family photo was taken around the turn of the century, based on the age of baby Edna. My great-grandmother, Carrie, is surrounded by her siblings and parents.<br />
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Her younger sister, Lillian Moore Hillman, is a cute little 7 year old sitting at her mother's feet.<br />
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The years pass, and Lillian meets a handsome man by the name of John Anthony Maffey. Their thoughts turn to love, and they soon decide to get married.<br />
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On December 22nd, 1917, the two marry in Cincinnati, Hamilton County, Ohio. John is 28, and Lillian is 27 years old.<br />
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With Lillian's brother, George, overseas in Europe as part of the Rainbow Division in World War I, I am sure the newlyweds followed the headlines in the newspaper.</div>
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But, I do wonder if they looked past the war news, and caught the beginnings of what would later be known as the Spanish Flu.</div>
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According to Wikipedia, the 1918 influenza pandemic began in <span style="color: #222222; font-size: 16px;">January 1918, only a month after John and Lillian married. </span></div>
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<span style="text-align: left;">What I am about to admit will most likely make you gasp and sputter, and then consider reading me the riot act. And I truly beg your forgiveness.</span></div>
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<span style="text-align: left;">On a chair in my front room sits a white cardboard box. It is filled to the top with envelopes and Ziploc bags chock full of photographs. I keep meaning to clear the table off and go through them all. </span></div>
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<span style="text-align: left;">But life just keeps getting in the way of that, day after day. Until this coming week, that is. As of next Wednesday, I will have five days off in a row with no immediate plans...except to remedy this situation!</span></div>
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<span style="text-align: left;">My encouragement into not procrastinating any longer actually came from the Twitter #Genchat that I try to participate in with other genealogists. I had missed last Friday's and read through some of the discussion.</span></div>
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<span style="text-align: left;">There were two questions in particular that made me give several sidelong glances toward the white box.</span></div>
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<span style="text-align: left;"><b>A</b> ~ </span><i>Although I inherited several documents also, it is this box of photographs that I I truly consider a "jumble". After my father's death several years ago, my four siblings and I emptied the house o ready it for sale. As there was a lot to do in a short time, we split the photos quickly by sorting them into the Ziploc bags that we could each take home.</i></div>
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<span style="text-align: justify;"><b>A</b> ~ <i>I actually have all kinds of plans for many of the photographs, some I have no idea what I will do with them, and lots of questions for anyone that can help!</i></span><br />
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<span style="text-align: justify;">For starters, I know that any of the photographs that were taken by a studio or professional photographer will have to be researched in regards to the copyright rule. If I am sending them to a more appropriate relative or institution, the research is not required. </span><br />
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<span style="text-align: justify;">However, if I would like to publish it on the blog, my first stop would be a visit to Judy G. Russell's The Legal Genealogist (<a href="https://www.legalgenealogist.com/2012/03/06/copyright-and-the-old-family-photo/">legalgenealogist.com</a>) article on </span>"Copyright and the Old Family Photo". This is a wonderful resource for understanding the basics in an easy-to-understand format.<br />
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In July, I will be hosting a family reunion. I have started a private FB group page to pass on reunion information and to get to know each other better. I will be sharing some of the snapshots there to start identifying the subjects, other than my mother, uncle and grandmother.<br />
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I will mail a few to the families that would benefit more than I from having them in their possession.<br />
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I will be sending some to my hometown historical society to use as they see fit. The subjects in these photos were contemporaries of my parents, and I cannot identify them.<br />
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I have already started using a few of these photographs in scrapbooking pages and craft projects.</div>
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I have taken smartphone photos of my snapshots to add them to the blog, However, I have not had the chance to learn proper digitalization. When I am ready for that step, I will work my way through the whole box one photograph at a time.</div>
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I have shared with you my sad tale of neglecting my photo inheritance, and my plans for rectifying the situation during next week's mini-vacation.</div>
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Now share your stories with me! What have you been able to accomplish with your photographs so far? What is your plan for the future? </div>
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She was born Mathilda C. Steffen on May 10, 1910 in Luxemburg, Dubuque County, Iowa. Although she was named Mathilda, she was just "Tillie" to all who knew and loved her.</div>
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As one of the oldest daughters in a large family growing up in the early 1920's, Tillie spent much of her childhood helping to care for her younger siblings. As was common with girls in those days, she was taken out of school after the 8th grade to help her mother.</div>
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In her late 20's, Tillie would travel to the outskirts of the Chicago area with her younger sister, Alice. There, in Kendall County, both Tillie and Alice would find husbands and start raising families.</div>
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Tillie met and married Gerald H. Pearce on 24 November 1937. Gerald had been a widower with a grown daughter named Elnora, and a couple of grandchildren. </div>
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Gerald and Tillie would also have two children of their own. My mother, Kathleen, and uncle, James, joined the family in 1938 and 1943.</div>
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Grandma was a wonderful cook, and was well-known in Yorkville for her kitchen skills. According to my mother, she catered many meals during her lifetime. At one point, she also was a kitchen manager in a local restaurant, also.</div>
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She was ahead of her time in many ways, also. Throughout the 1950's, it was not that common for married women to be working outside the home. Grandma did much of the catering while married to my grandfather. </div>
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And she continued working after his death in 1959. My mother and uncle were only 21 and 17 at the time. My mom would be married within 1 1/2 years and move 300 miles away to southeastern Indiana.</div>
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As a widow at 49 years old, she had to become quite independent in taking care of herself and her home.</div>
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She would also drive herself and her sister, Alice, on car trips back to Iowa to visit their siblings. They took several of these car trips until their health eventually prevented them.</div>
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When house maintenance became too much in later years, my grandmother sold her house and moved herself into a senior citizen home. Here, she really enjoyed visiting with her friends, playing bingo and cards...and even taking a trip out to Vegas!<br />
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She cherished her family and her grandchildren. My Uncle Jim stayed in the Kendall County area, and he would visit Grandma often with his two kids. My family lived in southeastern Indiana, and many trips were made back and forth to see each other.<br />
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She loved playing games with us children! I couldn't even recall how many times Yahtzee or a deck of cards were already setting on the dining room table awaiting her arrival!<br />
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Mathilda (Tillie) Steffen Pearce passed away on August 27, 1991. I have so many fantastic memories of this wonderful woman! I was only 21 years old when she passed away, and hadn't even begun to realize all that she had taught me.</div>
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Almost thirty years later, I may have forgotten the little bit of her childhood German she taught me. But, I remember everything else! Be strong. Take care of yourself. Cherish your family. Have fun!</div>
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These last photos are of the Grandma Pearce that I treasure. This is how I will remember her always.</div>
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In the past, the history books rarely, if ever, mentioned women. The census didn't even give them their names until 1850. In any newspaper articles or the like, their names where always listed as ~Mrs. John Doe~ never as Anne Doe.</div>
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Elizabeth Weaver was born a few years before the Revolutionary War on December 1st, 1772 in New Holland, Lancaster County, British Colonial America. She was raised in the Mennonite religion, as her maternal 2x-great grandfather, Hans Herr, is rumored to have been the first Mennonite Bishop in Colonial America. Her paternal grandfather, George Weaver, along with two of his brothers, received land from William Penn himself.<br />
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The daughter of George Weaver and Frances Brechbuhl (Brackbill, Brachbuhl) was raised in Lancaster County until her father's death. Elizabeth was around the age of 10 or 11 at the time of his death. Her mother moved the family to Virginia, and continued raising them in the Mennonite religion.<br />
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According to her obituary in The Western Christian Advocate, Elizabeth and three other women, decided to go listen to a circuit-riding Methodist preacher. Their minds were all turned by what they heard; and they became baptized at the following month's meeting.<br />
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Elizabeth Weaver's heart was also turned by him. On August 8, 1793, she married that circuit-riding preacher by the name of Elijah Sparks.<br />
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Her oldest child, Hamlet Sparks, is born ca. 1796. He is her only child to be born in Virginia.<br />
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With a move to Kentucky in 1798, Elijah started practicing law and they had two more children: Norval (1800) & Eliza Ann (1803) In 1806, they moved across the Ohio River to Dearborn County, Indiana Territory, where Elizabeth's two brothers were already living. Here, Elizabeth would give birth to three more children: Green (1808), Helen (1812) and America Columbia (ca. 1814-15).<br />
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By 1814, Elizabeth was raising six children. Her husband had just become Judge of the Third Circuit Court of the Indiana Territory. He would have travelled quite extensively in this position due to the sparsely-populated area.<br />
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On a trip back east, Elijah passed away on April 30, 1815. The children were ages 3-19 at his death. Elizabeth's mother had moved out to the area, and her brothers also lived nearby. Although she was now a widow with young children at home, she had family nearby to be able to lean on for support.<br />
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The obituary in the Western Christian Advocate mentions that Elizabeth never married again, and turned her attention to her church. She was a member of the Methodist Episcopal Church in Lawrenceburg for 58 years.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Hamline United Methodist Church<br />Lawrenceburg, IN<br />(Source: Wikipedia)</td></tr>
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For a woman that was born before the Revolutionary War, it is amazing that I have a photo of Elizabeth. However, it is just as amazing to be able to report that a 91-year-old Elizabeth did her part during the Civil War by assisting in making clothes for the Union soldiers.<br />
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A year later would find Elizabeth on her deathbed. The church being so important to Elizabeth, I would like to include a quote from her obituary. "She never failed to do her part in paying her pastor's salary. On her death-bed she gave him some money, stating at the same time she would not likely live to see the next ensuing quarterly meeting."<br />
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Elizabeth (Weaver) Sparks died on March 13, 1864 in the home of her son, Hamlet, in Moores Hill, Dearborn County, Indiana.<br />
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Dianehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11363024708939325104noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7629588333568311618.post-81413706116400511232020-01-30T22:17:00.001-08:002020-03-27T06:04:37.033-07:00New Genealogy Prompt ~ Through Her Eyes Thursday!<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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Throughout history, the stories of our ancestors have been told mostly from the men's point of view. In many instances, the women and their accomplishments, perspectives and so much more have been cast aside.</div>
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So, in order to see the world as our female ancestors would have, I am starting a new prompt. I would love for you to join me!!</div>
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What would be included within this writing prompt?</div>
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The first two photos are examples of what could be included of historical events shown from a woman's perspective.</div>
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Photos, like the one below, would have been cast to the side for more of the likes of male aviators, such as Charles Lindbergh; even though there were many female pilots over the years.</div>
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We have seen photos of women of the suffrage movement and their rallies. But have you looked closely into the eyes of one of these women, and tried to imagine all the reasons she would stand on the front lines like this? How did she view the world in which she lived?<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Photo courtesy of loc.org</td></tr>
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Although I have never shied away from telling the stories of my female ancestors here, I can honestly say that I hadn't looked at the world through their eyes either. </div>
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What is my grandmother thinking in this photo? In another year or so, she would be married to my grandfather. Had she already met him, and was in love? Was she even thinking of the future, or just loving life? The grandma I knew wouldn't have posed for a photo like this. Who <i>was</i> this woman?</div>
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My paternal grandmother, Ethel</div>
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I was fortunate enough to be around Grandma Ethel for over 40 years, and my Great-Grandma Carrie for 12 years. It wasn't until recently that I would look at these two photos below, and realize that I was looking into the eyes of a woman who saw her newlywed sister pass away during the flu epidemic, her brother go off to WW I & four of her sons to WW II. She had already become a widow by this time. Her four sons had returned home from the war, only for one of them to pass away three years later.</div>
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My paternal great-grandmother,</div>
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As she holds her grandchildren in these photos, it is hard to imagine all the changes she had already seen in the world. By the time she had passed away in the 1970's, the news of the day had covered the Wright Brothers and the Moon Landing! </div>
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Great-grandma Carrie (L) and</div>
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If you are looking for a prompt to help bring life to your ancestors' stories, consider using "Through Her Eyes" Thursday!</div>
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<li>Find a story about a female ancestor or an interesting woman that you would like to share. </li>
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<li>Be sure to include "Through Her Eyes" Thursday in your title, tags, etc. to ensure good search engines results.</li>
<li>Be sure to include Instagram and Twitter in on the fun, too! Just be sure to use the hashtag (#ThroughHerEyesThursday)</li>
<li>Share, share and share some more!! Share on FB and Instagram; retweet on Twitter!</li>
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<br />Dianehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11363024708939325104noreply@blogger.com22tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7629588333568311618.post-8515412314180178902019-10-25T09:26:00.002-07:002019-10-25T09:26:12.017-07:00October Genealogy Blog Party: A Fantastic Family History Month in the Books!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Family History Month...What does this mean to you?<br />
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For me, personally, this means cousins, reunions and family trees...BUT, my true passion is in encouraging others into discovering their family history.<br />
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And, that is exactly what made this past month a fantastic Family History Month!<br />
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I have been working as the adult services librarian at a small town library in Indiana for a little over four years. Because of my knowledge and passion for family history, I was put in charge of my library's Indiana/Genealogy Area.<br />
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I do have genealogy and history programs throughout the year, but really pile them on throughout October for Family History Month. The last few years has not had the greatest attendance.<br />
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However, this year...Amazing!<br />
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Double the turnout, New faces, and Interested, spirited dialogue!<br />
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Oh, and an added bonus...a past genealogy volunteer had such fun helping a patron during our first event that she decided to volunteer again!! Woo hoo!!<br />
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<u>Family History Month Events</u></h4>
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<li>"Break Thru That Brick Wall" One-on-one Genealogy Help</li>
<li>"Get to Know Greene County" Family History Info</li>
<li>"Books + Internet = Success" Genealogy Class</li>
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(And I used a much-loved photo of my great-grandmother and her family at a wedding as the backdrop for my flyer!)<br />
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With a FAMILY REUNION, of course!</div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Look how huge the Family <br />Tree Chart is!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Reviewing the Family <br />Tree Chart</td></tr>
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Recently, I have had the privilege of attending a Cemetery Restoration Workshop hosted by the Clay County Genealogical Society (Indiana). It was held at a local church, where we were able to immediately apply our new-found knowledge directly to their cemetery outside.</div>
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I apologize for the low quality of this photo. It puts the speaker in the shadows to the left. But I still wanted to include it to give kudos to her. Her name is Jeannie Regan-Dinius and she is with the<br />
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She was a great speaker, and filled us in on the laws regarding cemeteries in Indiana and the SHAARD database. SHAARD stands for State Historic Architecture and Archeology Research Database. It allows users to search for information regarding cemeteries and burial grounds, as well as historic buildings, sites and structures. Just go to <a href="https://secure.in.gov/apps/dnr/shaard/welcome.html">SHAARD Database</a> to learn more.<br />
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Wayne Langman and Jeff Dickerson were our next speakers. They provided us with instructions on cleaning and repairing cemetery stones. In their materials, they provided a Suggested Cemetery Restoration Plan.</div>
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<li>Find the owner and research the number of burials.</li>
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<li>Apply for a probing permit from the DNR.</li>
<li>Take photographs of conditions before work begins.</li>
<li>Start map of site showing landmarks, boundaries, GPS or map coordinates of corners, directions, alignments and locations of known burials. Repeat this after each step in the restoration process.</li>
<li>Clear brush and debris.</li>
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<li>Restore the markers. First rule is to do no harm.</li>
<li>Try to identify the responsible party for future care of the site.</li>
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After another delicious meal, we took our cleaning materials to the historical section of the church cemetery to gain experience in cleaning and repairing the stones.<br />
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A few photos of participants putting our new-found knowledge to work.<br />
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And last, but not least, a list of Cemetery Cleaning Tools is provided to help you get started on a cemetery restoration kit of your own.</div>
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<li><span style="font-weight: normal;">A scrub brush with medium to stiff plastic bristles. No wire brushes.</span></li>
<li><span style="font-weight: normal;">Pistol-style spray bottle or 1-gallon pump-style sprayer.</span></li>
<li><span style="font-weight: normal;">Household ammonia diluted with water 1:4.</span></li>
<li><span style="font-weight: normal;">Tarp/large trash bags on which to lay broken/displaced stones.</span></li>
<li><span style="font-weight: normal;">A wooden scraper, paint stir stick, or plastic putty knife scraper for heavy moss and vine roots. No metal scrapers.</span></li>
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Now, to take the knowledge and skills that I've gained, and put them to good use! I plan on hosting a workshop at my library workplace for local historians. And, hopefully, we will get started taking care of our local cemeteries soon!</div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Have you ever had a brick wall that you thought you would never break? The ancestor just seemed to appear out of nowhere, and start a direct line to your family?! πππ</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Mary Warner Severance was one of my biggest brick walls. In all my research on her, I had found maiden names of Warren, Warner and all kinds of variations. New York was always listed as the place of birth, but I could never find a town listed anywhere. And, last but not least, I had never heard of any children other than my great-grandmother, Frances.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Thanks to my genealogy angel and newly-discovered third cousin, Stephanie...I now have an obituary for my 2x-great grandmother, Mary Warner Severance! </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">It was taken from the Aurora Daily News (June 14, 1907, p. 15), and gives much of the information that I was missing. I also discovered four more children that I didn't know existed. The only drawback that I noticed in a 1907 obituary is the daughters lack their own names. Instead, you will notice they are all Mrs. (insert husband's name).</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">This is so much more information than I already had for Mary, so I would like to transcribe it below to make it searchable for others. </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"> She was united in marriage to David Severance in 1835 and was a resident of Oswego for many years. For several years she has made her home with her daughter, Mrs. Orson Pearce, near Yorkville, where she received the best of care. All that loving hands could do was done for her comfort. She was a patient sufferer for months.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"> The funeral was held at the house Tuesday afternoon and was largely attended. The floral offerings were exceedingly beautiful and profuse. The sermon was preached by Rev. G.A. Erving. The music was furnished by W.W. Church and Miss Lillian Nading. The pallbearers were the four grandsons, Gerald Pearce, Van Andrews, Clarence Smith and Loren Hinchman.</span><br />
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Dianehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11363024708939325104noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7629588333568311618.post-53739133336809230612019-08-21T22:23:00.001-07:002019-08-21T22:39:46.624-07:00Mastering My Genealogical Skills ~ A Thorough "Reasonably Exhaustive" Search <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">
Whether you plan on becoming a professional genealogist or would like to ensure thoroughness in your own family history search...it pays to master the skills needed for the job.</div>
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I have been researching my family for close to 40 years now. Starting when I was 11 years old, I have built up quite a repertoire of skills and resources that I consistently use while researching.</div>
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Even though I plan on eventually becoming a certified genealogist, I am not quite ready to fully commit myself to a study program at this time. </div>
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However, I am still committed to learning everything I can. According to the <a href="https://bcgcertification.org/overview/how/" style="font-size: 17px;" target="_blank"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Board of Certified Genealogists</span></a> website, "The first step to becoming certified is to acquire the skills and knowledge expressed <span style="font-family: inherit;">in <a href="https://bcgcertification.org/product/bcg-genealogy-standards/" style="font-size: 17px;" target="_blank">Genealogy Standards</a>." </span></div>
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Using the interlibrary loan system at my library, I checked out a copy of <i>Mastering Genealogical Proof </i>by Thomas W. Jones. </div>
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As I was perusing the table of contents, I found the answer to one of the biggest questions I have always asked myself: When is the information I have enough? </div>
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Element 1 of the Genealogical Proof Standard is "Thorough ("reasonably exhaustive") searches in sources that might help answer a research question."</div>
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By using these criteria, I can feel more certain in my research to say "enough is enough".</div>
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As I took in this new information, I came across a wonderful article written by Amy Johnson Crow on her blog. It complemented what I had just read in Jones' book. </div>
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To ensure that you are getting the most out of your sources, there are things you should do with each one. You can read more about this topic at <a href="https://www.amyjohnsoncrow.com/4-things-every-genealogy-source/?fbclid=IwAR30vGnL5-t1v7BZfwQmk3hktzV5nik1-bUeB_YvEsGM-77OVbB8jBQfGyg" style="text-align: center;" target="_blank">amyjohnsoncrow.com "4 Things You Should Do With Every Genealogy Source"</a></div>
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Sometimes, luck can even have a hand in your education! I work at a library, and sometimes other libraries will offer discarded books on an email listserv. A short time ago, I was the lucky recipient of 2001 edition of <i>Professional Genealogy, </i>edited by Elizabeth Shown Mills. </div>
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What have you been reading, watching or listening to lately to help build your genealogical skills? Every book, blog, podcast or video is just as valuable as the conferences you attend!</div>
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<li><span style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: #333333; font-family: "times new roman" , "georgia" , serif; font-size: 16px; text-indent: -22px;">Jones, Thomas W. </span><i style="box-sizing: border-box; color: #333333; font-family: "times new roman", georgia, serif; font-size: 16px; text-indent: -22px;">Mastering Genealogical Proof</i><span style="color: #333333; font-family: "times new roman" , "georgia" , serif; font-size: 16px; text-indent: -22px;">. National Genealogical Society, 2013.</span></span></li>
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Dianehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11363024708939325104noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7629588333568311618.post-25348312274940395542019-07-26T08:55:00.000-07:002019-07-26T08:55:03.332-07:00Friday's Faces from the Past ~ Little Boy Lost to Time(As part of the "Fridayβs Faces from the Past" daily prompt suggested by Smadar Belkin Gerson of Past-Present-Future)<br />
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This little boy was in an old photo album of my paternal grandmother, along with many other photos from her family that I was able to identify. I didn't know my grandfather's side of the family as well, however I was able to identify a few of his family members in some of the photos, too.<br />
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But this photo has me stumped. My grandfather and his siblings were all born at the turn of the century and the decade following. He looks similar enough to Grandpa's brother in another photograph, that it could be my great-uncle.<br />
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The little boy on the left is my great-uncle, Lonnie, in this photo. However, the similarities are generic in nature to me, and not conclusive.</div>
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If I can identify the cute little boy above as Uncle Lonnie, then mystery solved. </div>
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If not, then who is this lone little boy in the photograph? </div>
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I am saddened to say that my father and his parents have passed away, and I cannot ask them. I have asked at family reunions (her side), but am not in touch with my grandfather's side to ask.<br />
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If you can help with any of my questions, I would love to hear your comments!Dianehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11363024708939325104noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7629588333568311618.post-15815728511573190522019-07-05T11:43:00.000-07:002019-07-12T12:15:59.348-07:00Amanuensis Monday ~ George Haessig's Memories<i style="font-family: Arial; white-space: pre-wrap;">(Amanuensis Monday is daily prompt, developed by John Newmark at Transylvanian Dutch. It encourages bloggers to transcribe family letters, journals, audiotapes, and other historical artifacts. An amanuensis is someone employed to write what another dictates or to copy what has been written by another.)</i><br />
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A few years ago, I started my blog, <a href="https://thishoosiersheritage.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">This Hoosier's Heritage</a>, for several reasons. One of which was to meet new relatives that would help in our quest to keep our heritage alive.<br />
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I have been rewarded so richly in this area! One of my first "new cousins" was so kind as to share this paper written by her grandfather, George Philip Haessig, a couple of weeks before his death.<br />
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George Philip Haessig is the brother to my great-grandfather, Henry George Haessig. Their parents are Henry (aka as <a href="https://thishoosiersheritage.blogspot.com/2017/08/henry-heinrich-henristill-haessig.html" target="_blank">Heinrich, Henri</a>) and Sophia Kuntz.<br />
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George writes of rafting and sailing on the Mississippi River with his brother, Henry. In all of my years, this is one story I had never heard! Lol<br />
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<span style="font-size: 15pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">On June 17, 1877 in the vicinity of Sunman, Indiana a son was born to Sophia Anna and Henry Haessig. He was named George Haessig. He spent his early life on the farm. He attended school through</span> the seventh grade. </span><span style="white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">As a young man he and his brother Henry went to Mississippi to work in a sawmill his half-brother Jake and his wife had purchased. In their spare time they built rafts and sailed the Mississippi. After two years they were needed back on the farm so the two boys came back hobo-style, stopping at homes on the way for meals</span></span><span style="font-family: "calibri"; font-size: 12pt; white-space: pre-wrap;">.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">In 1927, they brought their children Belle, (Isabelle), Betty (Elizabeth), George and Charlie (Charles) to Indianapolis where they settled at **** South Meridian Street. George Sr. worked at Patrician Art Metals, Watchel and was retired from Stewart Warners. Mary passed away in December 1944 during World War II. Charlie and Virgil, their son-in-law, served in the armed forces (Navy) in the war. Virgil also served during the Korean War. Mary lived to see all of her children married and to know and love three of her granddaughters: Mary, Barbara and Judy. She is buried at Adams Lutheran Cemetery.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">As we enjoy this Pre-Thanksgiving dinner before he takes off for California, let us give thanks for having such a wonderful father, grandpa and great grandpa.</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: #eeeeee;">A few years ago, I discovered a wonderful historical project that helps to honor the brave veterans throughout our country. </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: #eeeeee;">I would love to share it with you, also.</span></div>
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It is called The Honor Roll Project, and it is "an effort to transcribe and photograph military honor rolls. The transcribed names make the soldiers available for search engines, so that descendants and family members can find them on the internet." This description was taken straight from The Honor Roll website (<a href="https://honorrollproject.weebly.com/" target="_blank">Honor Roll Project</a>), and is exactly the reason that I am so enthused about doing what I can.</span><br />
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When I explained to my husband about this project, he was on board also for helping me as much as possible. He is always on the lookout with me as we are traveling down the road.</span><br />
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Recently, as we were driving through Owen County, a Veterans of Foreign Wars monument near the road caught our attention.</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: #eeeeee;">Near the little town of Gosport, on State Highway 67 in Owen County, is the small Gosport Cemetery. </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: #eeeeee;">Immediately upon turning into the Gosport Cemetery, you will notice the following Veterans of Foreign Wars monument.</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: #eeeeee;">Note: I have transcribed the names exactly as I read them on the monument. You will notice there are a few places where the nameplates are broken and indecipherable. In those places, I transcribed what I could, and left (???) where I could not.</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: #eeeeee;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">FRONT</span><span style="font-size: 12pt; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"> - </span><span style="text-align: justify;">5 Unknown Soldiers</span><span style="font-size: 12pt; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"> ~ </span><span style="text-align: justify;">Wess Acuff ~ James M. Alexander ~ Jesse L. Alexander ~ George L. Ancil ~</span><span style="font-size: 12pt; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"> Eli Anderson ~ Frank W. Anderson ~ Johnathon Andrews ~ Albert Arganbright ~ Dr. Harvey Asher ~ Joe Asher ~ George R. Baker ~ Isaac Baker ~ Robert w. Barnes ~ Frank Beaumont ~ William Blankenship ~ Richard Boyd ~ James C. Bracken ~ John Brasier ~ Wiley Brasier ~ John Breeden ~ John Brewer ~ John J. Brewer ~ </span><span style="font-size: 12pt; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">John W. (?????) ~ T(?????) ~ Alf(???..wn) </span><span style="font-size: 12pt; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">~ Dr. Archie Brown ~ David L. Brown ~ Tighman Brown ~ Ross Brown ~ William Brown ~ William Burk ~ T.P. Burt ~ David Buskirk ~ James (Matt) Buskirk ~ James Whit. Buskirk ~ Thomas Buskirk ~ Wm. Gene Carter ~ Eli Cash ~ John William Cassell ~ Robert H. Cassell ~ Robert H. Cherry ~ Joel Childers ~ Ben Chrissman ~ William Corrie ~ Dave M. Cowden ~ John A. Cradick ~ F.M. Cravens ~ William W. Creager ~ Harrison Criss ~ E.W. Cromwell ~ J.M. Cromwell ~ William Cromwell ~ Hiram Crouch ~ James Crouch ~ John Crouch ~ William Dagley ~ Clarence Davis ~ James Davis ~ Samuel Davis ~ William Dietrick ~ Adam Dittemore ~ Bert Dittemore ~ Bernard W. Donahue ~ Lewis Dowdy ~ Hershel L. Ducker ~ Ray Dunagan ~ Bob Dunn ~ Harley Otis Dunning ~ Ernest Dusenbery ~ William Dusenbery ~ Gaylord Edwards ~ Wilbur F. Edwards ~ Wm E. (Bill) Felton ~ George C. Fritch ~ James Fritts ~ Herman S. Fox ~ James W. Fox ~ Harry E. Frye ~ John Gillaspy ~ Thomas F. Gillaspy ~ Alfred Glover ~ Dean Goss ~ Ephriam Goss ~ Fred Goss ~ John W. Graham ~ David C. Gray ~ John Green ~ James T. Greer ~ Joseph Gregory ~ James Grimsley ~ Hiram Grounds ~ James Guillen ~ Thomas Guy ~ Andrew L. Hale ~ John Hale ~ Robert Hale ~ Leon Hall ~ Glen Hall ~ Robert James Hall ~ Ron Hall ~ William Hammond ~ Don D. Hancock ~ Keith Joe Harlan ~ William Richard Harrigan ~ Alva Hart ~ William Hatfield ~ Col. B.F. Hays ~ Jesse A. Hays ~ Oscar Hendricks ~ James Henry ~ F.M. Hollick ~ John Hollick ~ Stanley Hollis ~ Thomas Holmes ~ Fred Houston ~ John V. Howell ~ Lewis E. Hubble ~ Frank Hunsicker ~ William Hutchings ~ William James ~ James Jennings ~ James John ~ John S. Johnson ~ Phillip Johnson ~ Thornton Jones ~ Rev. William N. Jones ~ Raymond S. Kaylor ~ Lawrence I. Keaton ~ Virgil Keelan ~ Lawson Keeler ~ John Keely ~ Edwin B. King ~ Joshua Kelly ~ Mortimer King ~ Coy Knoy ~ Harvey Laughlin ~ Roy Legge ~ William Lemon ~ William Lenning ~ Oscar E. Lighter ~ Pierce E. Lingle ~ Eugene Long ~ Barnabas Lukenbill ~ Jacob Lukenbill ~ Willliam Lundy ~ Elijah A. McCarty ~ Charles McClung ~ Fred McCullough ~ Arthur A. McDole ~ Isaac McGinnes ~ Dr. J.H. McNutt ~ James Madison ~ John Maple ~ George Marksbury ~ Hugh Anthony Marre ~ Fielding Marsh ~ Frank Martin ~ Jacob Massey ~ James B. Miller ~ Andrew Modrell ~ George Modrell ~ Robert Modrell ~ Jack Moon ~ Abner Morehead ~ David Morgan ~ James Lewis Morgan ~ Stephen Montgomery ~ Raymond E. Morton ~ Leo Mulligan ~ John Mullin ~ Hiram Murphy ~ Charles Myers ~ David Myers ~ </span><span style="font-size: 12pt; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Knarf S. Newby</span><span style="font-size: 12pt; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"> ~ Dale D. Newlin ~ James D. Newton ~ Wayne M. O'Hara ~ Dr. H.G. Osgood ~ William Painter ~ F.M. Partin ~ Orley O. Payton ~ Joshua Larkin Ratliff ~ James Richardson ~ Wilbur Roberts ~ J.R. Robinson ~ Andrew Rogers ~ Charles Rogers ~ Marcus Rogers ~ William Rogers ~ James Rose ~ A.J. Sanders ~ Lawrence E. Schoeman ~ William Seay ~ Cornelius Sinclair ~ Delana Eck Sinclair ~ Strange Sinclair ~ Francis Lee Sink ~ Herman Sink ~ Hubert Sink ~ James F. Sink ~ Homer David Smith ~ Howard Ross Smith ~ Lawrence Smith ~ R.C. Smith ~ John Soth ~ Cyrus Spillman ~ William Steele ~ William H. Steele ~ Richard Stemper ~ Harold Stewart ~ Harry Sthair ~ Luther Sthair ~ Harold Stierwalt ~ Thomas Stierwalt ~ Samuel Stierwalt ~ William E. Stines ~ Charles E. Stouder ~ Frank Stucky ~ Dr. J.M. Stucky ~ Frank Swain ~ Montgomery Taylor ~Willie Taylor ~ George Terry ~ Roy Leon Thacker ~ J.A. 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<span style="background-color: #eeeeee;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; text-align: justify; white-space: pre-wrap;">B</span><span style="font-size: 12pt; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">ACK</span><span style="font-size: 12pt; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"> - Duane Anderson ~ Wm T. Applegate ~ Carol V. Asher ~ James O. Brewer Sr. ~ Ralph F. Burns ~ Willard E. Burton ~ Robert M. Bush ~ Norbert R. Caywood ~ Henry C. Childers ~ C.M. βDubbieβ Dittemore ~ Kenneth F. Hooker ~ Ritter W. Jones ~ Luffman Hoskins ~ Cecil McGinnis ~ Marvin E. Mullin ~ E.E. Bud Mullin ~ Alex F. Murphy ~ Jonnie Peralta ~ William N. Rogers ~ James Arthur Shultz ~ James E. Seigle ~ Ralph S. Sink ~ Homer Donald Smith ~ James R. Smith ~ Clifford R. βPatβ Swinney Sr. ~ Carl βBillβ Sullivan ~ Donald P. Williams ~ Lyman E. Wood ~ Donald Woodruff ~ N.S. Chrisma ~ Alfred Clover ~ Jonathan Edwards ~ James Ennis ~ James Gregory ~ James M. Gregory ~ Ed Haltom ~ James R. Hart ~ T.H. Hollick ~ Wm. R. Johnson ~ Losson Keelen ~ Thomas Keelen ~ Fred G. Kelley ~ H.N. Lukenbill ~ Wm. J. Miller ~ Thomas Minnick ~ James H. Quillin ~ Odessa M. Rodgers ~ Wm. Paul Rush ~ F. Campbell Stucky ~ John M. Styer, Jr. ~ Philip Tackett ~ Emanuel Teague ~ Edward Combs Truax ~ J.M. VanBuskirk ~ Thomas VanBuskirk ~ S.W. Vickery ~ R.S. Waltz ~ Ralph E. Wicker ~ </span><span style="font-size: 12pt; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">?????</span><span style="font-size: 12pt; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"> ~ Claude Jr. Baker ~ John W. Brewer ~ James C. Brown ~ Gene Carpenter ~ Jay I. Chandler ~ George E. Chrisman ~ William D. Coffey ~ Nicholas W. Cooper ~ Larry G. Dittemore ~ Norman Gene Glidden ~ Paul O. Harris ~ Floyd Jones ~ Clarence Keefover ~ Elmer Van Lighter ~ Oscar βBudβ Lighter ~ William C. Marley ~ Fred R. Miller ~ Robert L. Moore ~ Frank W. Morgan ~ Donald E. Pettijohn ~ Marvin L. Powell ~ Ellsworth Pruett Jr. ~ George A. Reid Jr. ~ David Rush ~ Danny R. Shepherd ~ C.E. Spoonamore ~ Howard N. Sterrett ~ Richard F. Whitaker ~ Harold Hall ~ Fred L. Arnett ~ Robert Bonnes ~ Glenn O. Brown ~ Joe H. Clark ~ Earl Wilson Clouse ~ William Creager ~ John Culross ~ Kenneth Dunning ~ Richard L. Felton ~ Albert Fishel ~ Jess Harris ~ Eddie Haulk ~ James R. Hunt ~ Jesse Lawrence ~ L. Stanley Lynch ~ Marcus Jones ~ Noah E. Moore ~ Dwight Mullin ~ Gerald Navel ~ William C. Riley ~ Leslie D. Ringler ~ Ronald Robertson Sr. ~ Richard H. Seigle ~ Charles W. Sink ~ R.C. βRileyβSmith ~ Edward C. Truax ~ Charles Williams ~ Robert L. Woods ~ Frank C. Arganbright ~ Thomas Bault ~ Edgar Wimpy Cheeseman ~ Hershel R. βDickβ Collier ~ Lawrence βBudβ Culross ~ Frank Forthoffer ~ Harold G. Haase ~ Ralph L. Holler ~ Julian T. Jones ~ Stanley Lambert ~ Howard L. Morgan ~ Steven Melton ~ George W. Nichols ~ Dorrell C. Roach ~ Joseph W. Schwartz ~ Richard βDickβ Sink ~ Guy A. Stewart ~ Gerald G. Steele ~ C. Connelly Stouder ~ Ronald V. Torgerson ~ J. David Wampler ~ Albert Marley ~ Larry Shelly ~ Robert Wall ~ Ned Smith ~ </span><span style="font-size: 12pt; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">(4 empty spots: not used yet????)</span></span>Dianehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11363024708939325104noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7629588333568311618.post-47258971846112954422019-05-20T12:39:00.001-07:002019-05-20T12:39:47.990-07:00Poor Captain E. Kibbey & the Role He Played in an Early Indiana Trail<div dir="ltr" id="docs-internal-guid-d8039951-7fff-981f-1524-7baf837c7fce" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: justify;">
As we all work on our family history, I am sure the migration stories cross our minds. Especially, if your family did a lot of that travelling before 1850 or so. </div>
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Prior to this time, many areas west of the Appalachian Mountains were still wilderness. I have read several accounts of how the forests of the southern half of Indiana were so dense as to not see daylight until you came to a clearing. π³π³π³π³π³</div>
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Although my Hoosier ancestors most likely used the Ohio River to reach their Dearborn County destination, my 5th-great grandfather, Elijah Sparks, may have used the following road in his position as a Indiana Territorial Judge. He held this position from 1814, until his death in the spring of 1815. From what I have read in the past, he had to ride quite a distance as he had a large area to cover. </div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="background-color: #fefefe; box-sizing: inherit; color: #333333; font-family: "open sans" , sans-serif; line-height: inherit;"> of Dearborn and Ripley Co., IN. </span>Source: https://www.in.gov/history/markers/4131.htm)</span></td></tr>
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Recently, I discovered this gem of a description about the origins of "Kibbey's Road". I found it in the book, <span style="text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><i>Early Indiana Trails and Surveys</i></span><span style="text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"> by George R. Wilson. According to following account, it appears that poor Captain Kibbey gave his all to the project!</span><br />
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<span style="vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"> "</span><span style="vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">There were early trails running east and west through Dearborn County. One went from near Milan toward Cincinnati. The survey records call it 'Kibbeyβs Road.'</span><span style="vertical-align: super; white-space: pre-wrap;"> </span><span style="vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"> It was the first one crossing the entire state from Cincinnati to Vincinnes, and was laid out early in the nineteenth century. perhaps in 1801-2. </span><span style="font-style: italic; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">The Western Spy</span><span style="vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">, published in Cincinnati July 23, 1799, contained the following item: 'Captain E. Kibbey, who some time since undertook to cut a road from Vincennes to this place, returned on Monday, reduced to a perfect skeleton. He had cut the road 70 miles, when by some means, he was separated from his men. After hunting them some days without success, he steered his course this way. He had undergone great hardships and was obliged to subsist upon roots, etc., which he picked up in the woods.' Twenty years later gazetteers described the line of the road west from Cincinnati as 'Burlington, 15 miles; Rising Sun, 10; Judge Cottonβs, 20; Madison, 20; New Lexington, 17; Salem, 32; French Lick, 34; East Fork White River, 17; North Fork White River, 20; Vincennes, 16; total, 201 miles.' "</span></div>
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<span style="vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">As I did some research on the internet regarding this road, I discovered that the above marker is now missing. Also, there appears to be some confusion in regards to what present-day road is the original Kibbey Road.</span><br />
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<span style="vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">If anyone has any answers for me, I would love to hear them! I am sure many of our Hoosier ancestors used this road to travel west through Indiana, and it might be of interest to our fellow genealogists and history buffs!</span><br />
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Dianehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11363024708939325104noreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7629588333568311618.post-58217230829397426182019-05-04T17:59:00.001-07:002019-05-04T17:59:54.788-07:00Was Your Ancestor a Good Man?<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Just the other day, I came upon this quote in a book titled <i>You've Got to Read This Book</i> by Jack Canfield and Gay Hendricks.<br />
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And, as the genealogist and person concerned about the legacy she leaves behind, felt like she was struck with a lightning bolt!<br />
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The part that struck me the most was "but the best part of a good man stays".<br />
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This line describes my father like as if it was written specifically for him.<br />
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All five of us children and all his grandchildren are good decent people with good hearts.<br />
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If you ask any of us about where we got our values, it was from fantastic examples in our parents.<br />
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We are who we are because of who they were.<br />
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I grew to adulthood surrounded by my parents, two grandmothers, and many other good, decent relatives with good hearts.<br />
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These good values were passed down to me, because they were passed down to my parents.<br />
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Dianehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11363024708939325104noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7629588333568311618.post-79686625906376585402019-05-02T16:40:00.001-07:002019-05-02T16:40:37.018-07:00Happy Ancestorversary to Daniel Pearce!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">
Family Search let me know this morning that it was the 230th Birthday for Daniel Pearce. </div>
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Daniel was born in 1789 in the state of Maryland. He first married Elizabeth Johnson, with whom he had three children: John, William and Nancy. After Elizabeth's passing, he married Sarah Burgess and they proceeded to had two children. His 2nd wife passed away a few years later, and he remarried one last time to Sarah Titsworth. </div>
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Sarah T. and Daniel proceeded to have nine children. </div>
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Daniel and his family were the first permanent settlers of Oswego, Kendall County, Illinois. His 2nd house still stands at the Fox Bend Golf Course on his original property.</div>
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π HAPPY BIRTHDAY, DANIEL! π</div>
Dianehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11363024708939325104noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7629588333568311618.post-66461605534863156472019-04-28T14:52:00.001-07:002019-04-28T14:52:52.313-07:00Frank Steffen Ancestorversary<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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Frank William Steffen was born in New Vienna, Dubuque County, Iowa on Wednesday, April 28th, 1875 to Theodore Steffen and Maria Katherina Bohnenkamp.<br />
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He married Josephine Schulte on Tuesday, February 13, 1906.<br />
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Frank and Josephine had several children, including my grandmother, Mathilda ("Tillie") Catherine Steffen.<br />
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I never knew Frank and Josephine, because they had passed on years before I was born. However, I was very fortunate to have Grandma "Tillie" in my life for 25 years.<br />
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Since my grandmother was a good, loving, hard-working woman, I think it is safe to assume that she learned these good values from her parents.<br />
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I wish I had photos to share of Frank and Josephine, however I haven't found any yet of them.<br />
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The photo below is of their daughter (and my maternal grandmother).<br />
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Source: <a href="https://www.familysearch.org/" target="_blank">https://www.familysearch.org</a><br />
<a href="http://www.searchforancestors.com/utility/perpetualcalendar.html" target="_blank">http://www.searchforancestors.com Perpetual Calendar</a>Dianehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11363024708939325104noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7629588333568311618.post-489604312202893082019-04-21T14:10:00.001-07:002019-04-21T14:10:47.609-07:00New Feature ~ FAMILY TREE ANCESTORVERSARY!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">
I have been working on my genealogy at <a href="https://www.familysearch.org/en/" target="_blank">FamilySearch.org</a> for several years now, and have attached my family tree to their website.</div>
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With this, comes a fantastic bonus that I love! I signed up to get FB Messenger notifications for my ancestors' special days. </div>
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So, I decided to share this with all of you! Whenever I get a notification, I will post it on the blog for you. I even made up a cool name for it: ANCESTORVERSARY! π π π</div>
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Today's special day belongs to Theodore Steffen and Maria Katherina Bohnenkamp...Happy 145th Wedding Anniversary to you! π π π</div>
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<br />Dianehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11363024708939325104noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7629588333568311618.post-66729625843558368502019-04-10T15:31:00.001-07:002019-04-10T15:31:17.294-07:00Great Website for Finding Your German Ancestral VillageWith family surnames of Schrader (Schroeder), Schmidt, Haessig, Steffen, Schulte, Trenkamp and Bohnenkamp, I knew that eventually I would need to focus on learning more about German geography and jurisdictions.<br />
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Other than place names on census and church records, I had no clue where to begin! I was not sure if I was reading the name of a village, duchy, province or state.<br />
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This weekend, I discovered a fantastic resource for getting past this stumbling block. It is a website called <a href="https://www.meyersgaz.org/" target="_blank">Meyers Gazetteer</a>, and can be found by clicking the highlighted link.<br />
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I played around with the site using various place names I have for my German ancestors. However, to give you a brief tutorial, I will focus on one area in particular.<br />
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In census records, I discovered that my paternal 2x great-grandfather came from Wachendorf. I also know that the majority of the original congregation of Adams Lutheran Church of Ripley County, Indiana came from a Lutheran Church in Heiligenfelde, Germany.<br />
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So, I will start from there...<br />
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I start with typing Wachendorf in the search box on the home page.<br />
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My results show several places named Wachendorf in Germany. You can tell by my pushpin icon, I have chosen the first result as my most promising lead. Past research shows census records also listing Hannover and Prussia as his birthplace. Also, a past Google Maps search has shown me a Wachendorf near Syke and Heiligenfelde.<br />
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When I click on the top result, I am given quite a bit of information that should help me in my research. You will first note several key words in old-style writing that should have key words you might recognize.</div>
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Next, will be a current map showing the location of your village, etc. I will go into detail about the map in just a minute, but first I would like to point out the cornucopia of helpful information underneath the map.</div>
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After reading the volume, page number, and other abbreviations right below the map, I was able to look at the details following it for an explanation of what the abbreviations meant. For example, "Type D. u. LGem" means that Wachendorf is a Dorf und Landgemeinde (village and rural community).<br />
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Now, back to the maps...I love the feature that allows you to toggle back and forth between a present-day Google map and a historical map.<br />
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You can also add features that you would like to locate within your map. My ancestors went to a Lutheran church in Heiligenfelde, so I added Protestant churches.<br />
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It was wonderful seeing how close these were on the historical map! It really put it into perspective!<br />
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If you are not sure of the exact church your ancestors attended, or even the denomination, click on the "Ecclesiastical" tab. The website will bring up a list of the churches or synagogues nearby, listed with the closest first.<br />
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As you can see for my family, the church in Heiligenfelde was only 2 miles away. This goes along with the information I already have regarding the church.<br />
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With so many German ancestors in my family tree, I am sure to be using this website often. It is getting bookmarked in my favorites right now!!<br />
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What do you think? For those of you with a German background, try it and tell me what you think!<br />
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Dianehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11363024708939325104noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7629588333568311618.post-57054783465435534962019-03-28T15:51:00.001-07:002020-03-22T19:36:05.722-07:00Happy Blogversary to me!Looking at my posts yesterday, I realized that This Hoosier's Heritage began three years ago on March 23, 2019. It seems hard to believe that I have been blogging here for that long!<br />
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What is ironic about catching this genealogy blogging anniversary a few days late is that I missed it because of a genealogy-related vacation! Lol<br />
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I had just gotten back from vacation, and was getting caught up back at work. Also, trying to sort out all the wonderful information that I had found in Illinois.<br />
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Looking forward, I hope to keep telling the stories of my ancestors. I enjoy learning their stories, but also want to share them with their descendants. I believe it is just as important to know where you came from, as it is to discovering your path in life.<br />
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