tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-53044246748411981842024-02-19T04:13:26.414-08:00Day-ly Genealogy BlogpostsTombstone Tuesday (headstones or cemetery items), Wordless Wednesday (Images), Fun/Funny Friday, Somber Sunday (Obituaries/Sad Stories) Miscellaneous DaysBrendahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02788183071958255580noreply@blogger.comBlogger39125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5304424674841198184.post-28965472254350676102010-12-11T10:46:00.000-08:002010-12-11T11:22:08.702-08:00White Christmas<h1 style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:webdings;" class="lyrics"><a href="http://www.footnotemaven.com/2008/12/do-you-hear-what-i-hear.html">Footmaven</a> presents<br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"></span></h1><h1 face="webdings" style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" class="lyrics"><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">GeneaBloggers Gather 'Round</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">Carols Old - Carols New</span><br /></h1><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;">Listen</span></div><h1 style="font-family: webdings; text-align: center;" class="lyrics"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">White Christmas</span><br /></h1><div style="text-align: center;"> <span style="font-family:webdings;"> <span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);">I'm dreaming of a white Christmas</span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-family:webdings;" > Just like the ones I used to know</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-family:webdings;" > Where the treetops glisten</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-family:webdings;" > And children listen</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-family:webdings;" > To hear sleigh bells in the snow.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-family:webdings;" > I'm dreaming of a white Christmas</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-family:webdings;" > With every Christmas card I write</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-family:webdings;" > May your days be merry and bright</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-family:webdings;" > And may all your Christmases be white.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-family:webdings;" > I'm dreaming of a white Christmas</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-family:webdings;" > With every Christmas card I write</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-family:webdings;" > May your days be merry and bright</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-family:webdings;" > And may all your Christmases be white.</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-family:webdings;" >I prefer this song by Bing Crosby</span><br /></div>Brendahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02788183071958255580noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5304424674841198184.post-67995185178061877062009-08-30T10:13:00.000-07:002009-08-30T13:27:28.607-07:00Saturday Night Fun 29 Aug 2009<span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family: verdana;">Here is your challenge for tonight (or whenever you read this):</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">1) Write down which of your ancestors that you have met in person (yes, even if you were too young to remember them).</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">2) Tell us their names, where they lived, and their relationship to you in a blog post, or in comments to this post, or in comments on Facebook.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">Clarabelle Inez Secor married Edward Martin Kratochvil 1914 Traverse City; My grandfather died in 1935 and grandma remarried in 1937 to Tom Kirt. I spent alot of time with my grandmother I don't recall Tom being around much but he did get TB and was gone for a long while. She died 6 months, 23 Feb 1964 Traverse City, Michigan, before her sister, Josephine. She is the mother of: Leo, Erma, Katherine Kratochvil mother</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">Bertha Inez "Birdie" Secor married Arthur J. Kratochvil 1920 Traverse City, Michigan d. in St. Petersburg, Florida and they died in the 90's. They traveled back and forth for many years up to a couple of years before death. I met her once when she was older and it did not register why she felt so familiar. After my mom and I left we were talking and it hit me! She is not just Aunt Birdie Kratochvil.. she was my grandmother's sister (Secor brothers married Kratochvil brothers) and bore a great resemblance and aura that reminded me of my grandmother.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">Leona Nemechek Kratochvil, I don't recall much except going to the house and meeting her and sitting in the living room. She lived in East Jordan and boy the questions I could have for her!</span> This was about 1956 or so I was 9-10 years old.<br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">Ella (Elizabeth E.) Secor married Walter D. Garwick who died in 1952 and Ella remarried Elmer J. Braden 1953. Aunt Ella always looked like she walked out of a beauty parlor and maybe she did. Those were the days when many women did go weekly. I always felt like she was a queen (I will post a photo on the blog)</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">Josephine N. Kratochvil married Angus Forton in 1914 and in my memory she always lived on 11th St as did many of the Kratochvil family. She used to sit in the parlor and play solitaire by the hours as she lived alone after her husband died. She only had one child, Clifford whom was not there when I was. She died in Traverse City, Michigan d. 12 Aug 1964</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">Leo Kratochvil son of Edward M. Kratochvil and Clarabelle Inez Secor; I have many memories of Uncle Leo even though he died abt age 50. I spent alot of time at his farm on Gonder road and road with him in his Jeep after he worked as the No. 1 Taxi Cab company. He died of heart attack the 30 Dec 1957. It was rather traumatic for me as I was at their home on Garfield when he got so ill. He talked like he was dispatching cabs although he was in bed. He always told me my hair would be curly if I ate my carrots!</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">Julius E. Kratochvil was in real estate and used to make trips out west to buy cattle. He had an atlas in the RE office that I never got to see and now no one knows where it is. I recall him coming to my cousin Edward Kratochvil's funeral in a long black coat and top hat. He looked like he came out of the movies! He died 23 May 1988</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">Blanche Kratochvil Never married and I met her in the 70's only one time. She had arthritis and her hands were swollen terribly. She gave me several photos of the Kratochvil Brewery grounds that her father owned. She died 14 Feb 1973. At the same time I met her sister Julia. Now one of these women was blind but at the moment I am drawing a blank on which one. She too had the arthritis that resulted in swelling but in her feet. At the time I wondered if this was hereditary. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">I have not had the privilege of meeting many on my father's side. But his sister, Ella born 1898 in Clarissa Minnesota came to visit and couple times and she was always a bit special. As a young child..lol... I remember her always plucking her eyebrows and she died her hair black as it was when she was a child.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">My dad's brother, Emil R. Wolfgram (Uncle Sonny) was always jolly; he would play the harmonica and do a jig at the same time. I always thought that was very hard thing to do. I was able to stay at his house a few times but he died when I was about 8 or 9. I knew all of his children; Romayne, LaVern (MD), Emil (retired Navy), Marie, and Lyle.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">My dad's last brother, Roy,, actually changed his name to Nelson. When younger he went out West (from MN) and for a time was known as Battlin' Nelson (not the same as the infamous one) he ended up living in Spokane Washington where my family lived for about 8-10 months in 1948. He had a daughter, whom I am not recalling the name... who had dolls and I loved to play with them. She was older than myself.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">Now, are we counting phone conversations? As I did talk to a few of them when I started doing research but they lived in Iowa/Mn/Montana etc and I never got to meet them. Also Richard Hultgren of California was a phone conversation but he was the sweetest person and sent me many photographs of the family.</span><br /></span>Brendahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02788183071958255580noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5304424674841198184.post-53721945181587307262009-08-25T16:04:00.000-07:002009-08-25T16:12:16.956-07:00Wordless Wednesday 26 Aug 2009<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3-xYnb7O4S69uYi75EUhPoyoXUNSpNIT_qcsHFcipCXmI37lFiOgGu7ZFn_jgdSnzPKV9_drqiaQdEDX4x1mhKqZXeFo2L1E5lK5kxd-gmSKhT69ICaZrIV3tWT4PxHSJ_0dPTLiIFbFf/s1600-h/stauffer_dale1938-39guitargroup.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 258px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3-xYnb7O4S69uYi75EUhPoyoXUNSpNIT_qcsHFcipCXmI37lFiOgGu7ZFn_jgdSnzPKV9_drqiaQdEDX4x1mhKqZXeFo2L1E5lK5kxd-gmSKhT69ICaZrIV3tWT4PxHSJ_0dPTLiIFbFf/s400/stauffer_dale1938-39guitargroup.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374042423950582418" border="0" /></a><br /><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div>Brendahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02788183071958255580noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5304424674841198184.post-78187041714085052442009-08-25T15:46:00.001-07:002009-08-25T15:52:22.303-07:00Tombstone Tuesday 25 Aug 2009<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJaM0rYuDvVNDPl_04cTbx1r-i9Rcp6b9XgfJF9RA6eqbjlgoIWncMZuXYlrhrwUyHx02hLtbsbEaHxM1WpGJtnxwf2bHt2l7OTAhVcDBub5dlGthVDYQgE_kSQupWmjhcqL9OhYMTbMg0/s1600-h/100_3674.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJaM0rYuDvVNDPl_04cTbx1r-i9Rcp6b9XgfJF9RA6eqbjlgoIWncMZuXYlrhrwUyHx02hLtbsbEaHxM1WpGJtnxwf2bHt2l7OTAhVcDBub5dlGthVDYQgE_kSQupWmjhcqL9OhYMTbMg0/s400/100_3674.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374036837567141842" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div>Brendahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02788183071958255580noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5304424674841198184.post-7878640807211020402009-08-22T16:05:00.000-07:002009-08-22T16:44:00.328-07:00Saturday Night Genealogy Fun 20 Aug 2009In some research I am doing there is a John Barton b. 1855 Illinois, without parents; married 11 Jan 1878, Muscatine, Iowa, Elizabeth Jane (Eliza) Steckman b. 27 Sep 1854, Wheeling, Ohio Co., Virginia. I am going to search for census as I have none at this time.<br /><br />This appears to be a correct 1860 census with the link:<span style="font-size:85%;"> </span><b>http://tinyurl.com/m8s4sp. </b>Ancestry is costly but it does have an enormous amount of data!<br /><div id="record-header"> <h2><span style="font-size:85%;"><a style="text-decoration: none;" title="Learn more about the 1860 United States Federal Census" href="http://www.ancestry.com/search/db.aspx?dbid=7667&enc=1">1860 United States Federal Census</a><br /><span style="font-weight: normal;"><span class="about">about</span> John Barton</span></span> </h2> </div> <table class="p_resultTable" width="100%" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"><tbody><tr> <th><span style="font-size:85%;">Name:</span></th> <td><span style="font-size:85%;"><span class="srchHit"><span class="srchMatch" type="exact" score="120">John</span> <span class="srchMatch" type="exact" score="169" best="true">Barton</span></span></span></td> </tr> <tr> <th><span style="font-size:85%;">Age in 1860:</span></th> <td><span style="font-size:85%;">5 </span></td> </tr> <tr> <th><span style="font-size:85%;">Birth Year:</span></th> <td><span style="font-size:85%;">abt 1855 </span></td> </tr> <tr> <th><span style="font-size:85%;">Birthplace:</span></th> <td><span style="font-size:85%;">Iowa </span></td> </tr> <tr> <th><span style="font-size:85%;">Home in 1860:</span></th> <td><span style="font-size:85%;">Drury, Rock Island, Illinois</span></td> </tr> <tr> <th><span style="font-size:85%;">Gender:</span></th> <td><span style="font-size:85%;">Male </span></td> </tr> <tr> <th><span style="font-size:85%;">Post Office:</span></th> <td><span style="font-size:85%;">Illinois City</span></td> </tr> <tr> <th><span style="font-size:85%;">Value of real estate:</span></th> <td><span style="font-size:85%;"><a class="img_txt" href="http://search.ancestry.com/iexec?htx=View&r=an&dbid=7667&iid=ILM653_222-0259&fn=John&ln=Barton&st=r&ssrc=&pid=37217745"><span>View image</span></a></span></td> </tr> <tr> <th><span style="font-size:85%;">Household Members:</span></th> <td class="p_embedTableTd"> <table class="p_embedTable" width="100%" align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0"> <tbody><tr> <th style="padding-right: 7px;" class="p_embedTableHead" valign="top" width="90%" align="left"><span style="font-size:85%;">Name</span></th> <th style="padding-right: 7px;" class="p_embedTableHead" valign="top" width="9%" align="left"><span style="font-size:85%;">Age</span></th> </tr> <tr class="p_embedTableRow" valign="top"> <td style="padding-right: 7px;" width="90%" align="left"><span style="font-size:85%;"><a title="View Record" href="http://search.ancestry.com/cgi-bin/sse.dll?db=1860usfedcenancestry&indiv=try&h=37217739">John Barton</a></span></td> <td style="padding-right: 7px;" width="9%" align="left"><span style="font-size:85%;">42 </span></td> </tr> <tr class="p_embedTableRow" valign="top"> <td style="padding-right: 7px;" width="90%" align="left"><span style="font-size:85%;"><a title="View Record" href="http://search.ancestry.com/cgi-bin/sse.dll?db=1860usfedcenancestry&indiv=try&h=37217740">Eliza Barton</a></span></td> <td style="padding-right: 7px;" width="9%" align="left"><span style="font-size:85%;">35 </span></td> </tr> <tr class="p_embedTableRow" valign="top"> <td style="padding-right: 7px;" width="90%" align="left"><span style="font-size:85%;"><a title="View Record" href="http://search.ancestry.com/cgi-bin/sse.dll?db=1860usfedcenancestry&indiv=try&h=37217741">Nicholas Barton</a></span></td> <td style="padding-right: 7px;" width="9%" align="left"><span style="font-size:85%;">13 </span></td> </tr> <tr class="p_embedTableRow" valign="top"> <td style="padding-right: 7px;" width="90%" align="left"><span style="font-size:85%;"><a title="View Record" href="http://search.ancestry.com/cgi-bin/sse.dll?db=1860usfedcenancestry&indiv=try&h=37217742">Antoine Barton</a></span></td> <td style="padding-right: 7px;" width="9%" align="left"><span style="font-size:85%;">11 </span></td> </tr> <tr class="p_embedTableRow" valign="top"> <td style="padding-right: 7px;" width="90%" align="left"><span style="font-size:85%;"><a title="View Record" href="http://search.ancestry.com/cgi-bin/sse.dll?db=1860usfedcenancestry&indiv=try&h=37217743">Mary Jane Barton</a></span></td> <td style="padding-right: 7px;" width="9%" align="left"><span style="font-size:85%;">9 </span></td> </tr> <tr class="p_embedTableRow" valign="top"> <td style="padding-right: 7px;" width="90%" align="left"><span style="font-size:85%;"><a title="View Record" href="http://search.ancestry.com/cgi-bin/sse.dll?db=1860usfedcenancestry&indiv=try&h=37217744">Ely Barton</a></span></td> <td style="padding-right: 7px;" width="9%" align="left"><span style="font-size:85%;">6 </span></td> </tr> <tr class="p_embedTableRow" valign="top"> <td style="padding-right: 7px;" width="90%" align="left"><span style="font-size:85%;"><a title="View Record" href="http://search.ancestry.com/cgi-bin/sse.dll?db=1860usfedcenancestry&indiv=try&h=37217745">John Barton</a></span></td> <td style="padding-right: 7px;" width="9%" align="left"><span style="font-size:85%;">5 </span></td> </tr> <tr class="p_embedTableRow" valign="top"> <td style="padding-right: 7px;" width="90%" align="left"><span style="font-size:85%;"><a title="View Record" href="http://search.ancestry.com/cgi-bin/sse.dll?db=1860usfedcenancestry&indiv=try&h=37217746">William Barton</a></span></td> <td style="padding-right: 7px;" width="9%" align="left"><span style="font-size:85%;">45</span></td></tr></tbody></table></td></tr></tbody></table><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span>This gives me the parents with family of John b. 1855 which agrees with another source. It tells me his father is John was a clergyman born in abt 1818 in England and mother is Eliza b. abt 1835 in Ohio. The children I have born in Illinois.<br /><br />I have just entered the parents and John's data as do not need siblings at this time. I sourced it:<br />1860 census for Drury, Rock Island, Illinois; Pg6 Dwelling 47 Lines 27-34 5 June 1860 and printed out 2 copies of the first page of ancestry describing this census and 2 copies of the actual census copies. This puts one in each of John Sr and John Jr's files.<br /><br />http://my.jetscreenshot.com/demo/20090822-q4ym-68kb screen shot of this family in RootsMagic Software. This image does not reflect the change in John Jr's birth place but knowing this will sure make it easier to find that birth. (see below)<br /><br />I also have the 1870 census that I will now enter in the same fashion. In comparing the 2 census records ... they both say John was born in Iowa not Illinois. A birth record would help save this day! Thanks Genea-bloggers!<br /><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div>Brendahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02788183071958255580noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5304424674841198184.post-11218489237655208162009-08-22T16:00:00.000-07:002009-08-22T16:48:22.596-07:00Saturday Night Fun 21 Aug 2009Brendahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02788183071958255580noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5304424674841198184.post-78919689897560778252009-08-18T14:28:00.001-07:002009-08-18T15:27:50.767-07:00Water Postcard Carnival 19 Aug 2009<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhE-4K_91bjMgiDhW6DrVv4QZS3pdMPesfinhonpzplbNOiwe7JOge_4s1bmKUmRQIqqrMN-sOZC5_g6fcZF7CIN9d0SHh9YFTz1isQ4Ffz0ep5S1DJQ3NP1qkfBb9_X8LnsfEoDYrVJ54Z/s1600-h/tc_library-boardmanriver1910ish.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 244px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhE-4K_91bjMgiDhW6DrVv4QZS3pdMPesfinhonpzplbNOiwe7JOge_4s1bmKUmRQIqqrMN-sOZC5_g6fcZF7CIN9d0SHh9YFTz1isQ4Ffz0ep5S1DJQ3NP1qkfBb9_X8LnsfEoDYrVJ54Z/s400/tc_library-boardmanriver1910ish.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371433965629484066" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-family:verdana;">The postcard is postmarked 1910 but the image is older than that. The 'old' library and current Heritage Center is the building in the right hand corner. The ?Grist Mill? in the left hand corner shows a bridge there which is the Union Street Bridge. This area, of course, looks nothing like this now.<br /><br />Traverse City, Michigan<br /><br /></span></span>Brendahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02788183071958255580noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5304424674841198184.post-84629472588484802482009-08-18T07:16:00.000-07:002009-08-18T15:46:47.864-07:00Our Front Yard - Springtime 1981ish<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggLKnlfOfaYfWEQdEzj0qlZxAm2rfgXM0akgrJMP9ymltAxMwZdYJ7yk3Yz56gr-MgrvnAK6mG5jWDb5zHi0YR5F-klI_oXeHcfy5G-OoOcqTVYphivqtyOqIfha7pYInDLwQH1wqlMOZt/s1600-h/mike_frontyard.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 318px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggLKnlfOfaYfWEQdEzj0qlZxAm2rfgXM0akgrJMP9ymltAxMwZdYJ7yk3Yz56gr-MgrvnAK6mG5jWDb5zHi0YR5F-klI_oXeHcfy5G-OoOcqTVYphivqtyOqIfha7pYInDLwQH1wqlMOZt/s320/mike_frontyard.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371308241098619698" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" >It was necessary to travel over a creek to get to our home. Almost each spring the creek would flood over. Mike walking near our pond (right hand corner) and where we would have parked our cars.</span></span>Brendahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02788183071958255580noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5304424674841198184.post-2914824958529431532009-08-02T07:27:00.000-07:002009-08-02T07:36:13.248-07:00Saturday Night Genealogy Fun1) Tell us your three responses to the questions:<br /><br />* Three genealogical libraries I frequent<br />* Three places I've visited on genealogy trips<br />* Three genealogy societies I belong to (or want to)<br />* Three websites that help my research<br />* Three ancestral graves that I've visited<br />* Three ancestral places I want to visit<br />* Three brickwall ancestors I want to research more<br /><br />* Three genealogical libraries I frequent<br />~Traverse City District Area Library, Grand Traverse Genealogical Society ~Collection<br />~Family History Center<br />~Library of Michigan<br /><br />* Three places I've visited on genealogy trips<br />~Minnesota<br />~Ontario<br />~Illinois<br /><br />* Three genealogy societies I belong to (or want to)<br />~Grand Traverse Area Genealogical Society<br />~Ontario Genealogical Society<br />~Quebec .. in my areas<br /><br />* Three websites that help my research<br />~ancestry.com<br />~familysearch.org<br />~PRDH Quebec<br /><br />* Three ancestral graves that I've visited<br />~Kratochvil<br />~Wolfgram<br />~Secor<br /><br />* Three ancestral places I want to visit<br />~Ondrejov, Bohemia<br />~Montreal Area<br />~Minnesota again<br /><br />* Three brickwall ancestors I want to research more<br />~Wolfgram - Zacharias<br />~Wolfgram - Zacharias<br />~Wolfgram - Zacharias<br /><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div>Brendahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02788183071958255580noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5304424674841198184.post-38534985876955521402009-07-22T16:22:00.003-07:002009-08-02T07:39:45.962-07:00Wordless Wednesday, Ben<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAggUMqE2edPsPGhpkLT4btqZxK4Ju6qaBR53FiOzDbsepgWb3nUlCGRLmu9AznV25M5u7t3MAK4GiptmeyDwYbaRnQFG926UGo-5Th61YFJTnCwwlJXBKJ2UAnVGyfX5WCN3EaBwgD2k9/s1600-h/Ben_Coon_Coffee-1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 304px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAggUMqE2edPsPGhpkLT4btqZxK4Ju6qaBR53FiOzDbsepgWb3nUlCGRLmu9AznV25M5u7t3MAK4GiptmeyDwYbaRnQFG926UGo-5Th61YFJTnCwwlJXBKJ2UAnVGyfX5WCN3EaBwgD2k9/s400/Ben_Coon_Coffee-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365376120334311842" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8eurOfKqw1sJOrDEYYBjZx_1gnRHdqGAFCFBzQTGctsHSCwfUh7hTWt7wKKg1wFdHurmpkKnUy6nlpQEH05SCIchke1Hn_3ZjtmopA3Ua4FT5GGoAWH2P6Ery1nQ34Py0NR2Xc1yEN-cO/s1600-h/Ben_Coon_Coffee-1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 304px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8eurOfKqw1sJOrDEYYBjZx_1gnRHdqGAFCFBzQTGctsHSCwfUh7hTWt7wKKg1wFdHurmpkKnUy6nlpQEH05SCIchke1Hn_3ZjtmopA3Ua4FT5GGoAWH2P6Ery1nQ34Py0NR2Xc1yEN-cO/s400/Ben_Coon_Coffee-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361429091844213490" border="0" /></a><br />This is a current photo but it is definitely cute: My nephew Ben with orphaned raccoon.<div><br /></div><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div>Brendahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02788183071958255580noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5304424674841198184.post-67777511623264776612009-05-17T15:15:00.000-07:002009-06-14T07:42:08.033-07:00Kingsley Wheels<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjE2warjsiMvBKWjBmc6fOoU18Angy03BmWOboXVPHEMhZJaG_tq1Ys79j6I1EwvsyfNpjifA1QpsfISMfejpd7PUhpq9vJsWwdkCJHfe00iAbU9-XcKJI-ydQ92gN3ab6a65g5AqLmbHEH/s1600-h/ladies_cart.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 308px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjE2warjsiMvBKWjBmc6fOoU18Angy03BmWOboXVPHEMhZJaG_tq1Ys79j6I1EwvsyfNpjifA1QpsfISMfejpd7PUhpq9vJsWwdkCJHfe00iAbU9-XcKJI-ydQ92gN3ab6a65g5AqLmbHEH/s400/ladies_cart.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347193518194597394" /></a><br />Two ladies from Kingsley, Michigan out for a 'walk' in their high-powered 'wheels'Brendahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02788183071958255580noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5304424674841198184.post-74764682186049049612009-04-28T10:00:00.000-07:002009-04-28T10:03:43.287-07:00Hanging Clothes Fun Friday 24th Apr 2009<span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">You have to be a certain age to appreciate this.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">THE BASIC RULES FOR CLOTHESLINES:<br />(if you don't know what clotheslines are, </span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Better skip this)</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">1. You had to wash the clothes line before hanging any clothes-walk the </span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">entire lengths of each line with a damp cloth around the lines.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">2. You had to hang the clothes in a certain order, and always hang "whites"; </span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">With "whites," and hang them first.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">3. You never hung a shirt by the shoulders - always by the tail! What </span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Would the neighbors think?</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">4. Wash day on a Monday! . . . Never hang clothes on the weekend, or </span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Sunday, for Heaven's sake!</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">5. Hang the sheets and towels on the outside lines so you could hide your </span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">"unmentionables" in the middle (perverts & busybodies, y'know!)</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">6. It didn't matter if it was sub zero weather . . . Clothes would </span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">"freeze-dry."</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">7. Always gather the clothes pins when taking down dry clothes! Pins left </span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">On the lines were "tacky!"</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">8. If you were efficient, you would line the clothes up so that each item did </span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Not need two clothes pins, but shared one of the clothes pins with the next </span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Washed item.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">9. Clothes off of the line before dinner time, neatly folded in the clothes </span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">basket, and ready to be ironed.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">10. IRONED?! Well, that's a whole other subject!</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">A POEM</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">A clothesline was a news forecast</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">To neighbors passing by.</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">There were no secrets you could keep</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">When clothes were hung to dry.</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">It also was a friendly link</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">For neighbors always knew</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">If company had stopped on by</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">To spend a night or two.</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">For then you'd see the "fancy sheets"</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">And towels upon the line;</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">You'd see the "company table cloths"</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">With intricate designs.</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">The line announced a baby's birth</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">From folks who lived inside -</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">As brand new infant clothes were hung,</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">So carefully with pride!</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">The ages of the children could</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">So readily be known</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">By watching how the sizes changed,</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">You'd know how much they'd grown!</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">It also told when illness struck,</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">As extra sheets were hung;</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Then nightclothes, and a bathrobe, too,</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Haphazardly were strung.</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">It also said, "Gone on vacation now"</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">When lines hung limp and bare.</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">It told, "We're back!" when full lines sagged</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">With not an inch to spare!</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">New folks in town were scorned upon</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">If wash was dingy and gray,</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">As neighbors carefully raised their brows,</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">And looked the other way . . .</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">But clotheslines now are of the past,</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">For dryers make work much less.</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Now what goes on inside a home</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Is anybody's guess!</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">I really miss that way of life.</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">It was a friendly sign</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">When neighbors knew each other best</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">By what hung on the line!</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Note: If anyone knows who wrote this or where it originated from I would love to give credit. It came in my email. Hope got a smile!</span><br /></span>Brendahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02788183071958255580noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5304424674841198184.post-12936804716933194282009-04-02T14:58:00.001-07:002009-04-02T15:05:01.782-07:00Wordless Wednesday: Birdie Secor & KatherineThe lady is Bertha "Birdie" (Secor) Kratochvil and Katherine Kratochvil dau of Clarabelle Inez (Secor) and Edward Kratochvil. Birdie married Arthur Kratochvil. Katherine married Melvin Hines in Grand Traverse County, Michigan.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijbPqoRr1V2tYJt1mDqV-zhPxmEhg-_iqlksJt8m9GzCSvB9IJD6z665pSkm22zJ6dNEUPkwn4vKl-VPwN-OrqQtsJViyntEEFMeE4Qo5XuoRn_kmNABzVJ9P7tb2zNNJ5m8MHLR0rIFcC/s1600-h/ktst-birdie_katehines3yrs.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 287px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijbPqoRr1V2tYJt1mDqV-zhPxmEhg-_iqlksJt8m9GzCSvB9IJD6z665pSkm22zJ6dNEUPkwn4vKl-VPwN-OrqQtsJViyntEEFMeE4Qo5XuoRn_kmNABzVJ9P7tb2zNNJ5m8MHLR0rIFcC/s400/ktst-birdie_katehines3yrs.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320217535864334738" border="0" /></a>Brendahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02788183071958255580noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5304424674841198184.post-64410711210814885412009-04-02T14:53:00.001-07:002009-04-02T14:57:44.245-07:00Tombstone Tuesday: Carol NewmarchBaby Carol Newmarch<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmHEl6cw4NX4nGeUGooEFe-DMN-c83ogW-eA5pL7ryfvn0O6736nQrAk_bxlCZTzYH-j2vVqPIkheVAy-lOLBq4JQhXRHulFvd77VXV_ij5Bg8tabQ-yO0fIrowfNImh8tdPwn-JUiVBDj/s1600-h/Baby+Carol+Newmarch.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmHEl6cw4NX4nGeUGooEFe-DMN-c83ogW-eA5pL7ryfvn0O6736nQrAk_bxlCZTzYH-j2vVqPIkheVAy-lOLBq4JQhXRHulFvd77VXV_ij5Bg8tabQ-yO0fIrowfNImh8tdPwn-JUiVBDj/s400/Baby+Carol+Newmarch.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320216217493863922" /></a>Brendahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02788183071958255580noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5304424674841198184.post-20260053569481563222009-04-02T14:04:00.000-07:002009-04-02T14:52:53.647-07:00Somber Sunday Mrs. Brenzinger & Child<div style="text-align: center;">The Alton Weekly Courier, Alton, Illnois<br />Friday 1 October 1852<br />Frightful Accident<br /></div>A German woman, Brenzinger, and her child, about three years old, were dangerously injured this morning, about half past nine o'clock, by a Morris and Essex Railroad horse car, at the foot of Centre Street. The horses were going at full gallop in order to drag the car around the curve up the hill, when the woman with the child in her arms attempted to go over on the cross-walk.<br /><br />Not seeing the approaching car, and probably not understanding the warning which was given her, she walked directly against the horse, which the driver had endeavored to stop in time, but the headway of the car drove them onward, and they knocked the woman down. The child was thrown under the car, and the front truck passed over the lower part of the abdomen and the legs, bruising the former and probably inflicting internal injuries, and laying the latter bare to the bone nearly the whole length, but making no fractures. The woman, it is thought by the bystanders, was not run over, but received her wounds from the horses, and from being dragged on the ground, her dress having caught between the brake and the wheels.<br /><br />Her injuries consist in the fracture of two of the spinal processes, and of one arm at the elbow, with bruises upon the body, and probably if either can survive, they certainly cannot recover.<br /><span style="font-style: italic;"><br />Since the above was in type, the little child died. </span> Newark AdvertiserBrendahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02788183071958255580noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5304424674841198184.post-69014452132747067152009-03-26T07:48:00.000-07:002009-03-28T17:35:21.572-07:00Brenda's Brick Wall - Wolfgram (Saturday Night 28th)<span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" >How sad is this? I have my mother's ancestory back to the early 1600's in Bohemia and farther back in Quebec and France. But, here in the USA I cannot find the grandfather of my father. I THINK I know.. but I cannot prove it.<br /><br />Adding to this blog for the Saturday Night 'Special' of Randy's. ;')<br /><br />Benhart Benjamin Wolfgram born 1904 d. 1979 is my father. His father is Amel / Emil Wolfgram, supposedly born in Wisconsin abt 1867. I found an Abel in the Dodge County Wisconsin 1870 census with August and Fredericke Wolfgram and going by one cousin's family lore this almost has to be the family. I have ordered every record known to man on this couple and a couple of their sons trying to prove or disprove this family and I cannot do either. Yesterday on Heritage Quest I found an 1880 census that, for some reason, I never hit upon, Oh, I know why! The name is again, spelled Abel and not Amel. But we all know the history of census takers being ever so 'accurate' in their writings! Not!<br /><br />Amel/Emil ends up in settling down in Todd County, Minnesota and marries Matilda 'Tildee" Zacharias, whom had been married before and brought 2 children to the marriage, and Amel and Tildee have four of their own children. I have land records, vitals and any record I could find on the Minnesota connection but was never to find the connection to Wisconsin. All of his records point to Wisconsin as his birthplace. Abel on the 1870 and 1880 is the ONLY record I have seen that even comes close to Amel. Amel marries in 1884 (from memory) in Minnesota. I would discount this IF there was not a son of August by the name of Frank who became a judge and had a son that was in WWI who died young. Frank donated monies for a room at Weidner University and when Edward died in the military he donated thousands of elite type English books to the room, called the Wolfgram Library. This is a part of the oral stories from a cousin that lived in Minnesota and Iowa and had no way of knowing about Frank unless there was some kind of family connection.<br /><br />If you are reading this and have any connection to this family please contact me at kingsley@aol.com.<br /><br />I have all the data from the time Amel hit Minnesota but not his birth record or parents. I know they were of Luthern faith and that is the one thing I have not done is search the church records in Wisconsin.<br /><br />Now, my commitment for FHC research: I have the 1870 and 1880 census of one person I thought was most likely to be my gr-grandfather so I need to try and disprove or prove this person again with new data I found. The spelling is Abel on the 2 records how likely is it for the census taker to make the same name mistake ten years apart and assumedly not the same worker. I had not found this prior as I thought Abel was a typo for _hopefully_ Amel. So, I need to find out what happened to this Abel.<br /><br />Now to determine what might help me. I will aim for the 1890~ JUST KIDDING~~ okay the 1900 and 1910 and see if I can find this Abel. My Amel married in 1884 in Minnesota so if I find Abel with any of the family it will sort of disprove my _hoped_ theory of the mispelling.<br /><br />I have check this set of records </span><span style="font-family:Arial Unicode MS,Arial,sans-serif;font-size:85%;">Index of births -- Monroe County, Wisconsin : 1850 through 1944 <span style="font-weight: bold;">but not for Abel. I think this will be my first step. And I will have to send a request to the WI mailing list as the book does not left SLC. </span></span><span style="font-family:Arial Unicode MS,Arial,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">I am only seeing the 1905 census for Monroe County WI </span></span><span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:Arial Unicode MS,Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" >but I will order that. Will check 1900 on ancestry.com. When I order the 1905 I will order this film: </span><span style="font-family:Arial Unicode MS,Arial,sans-serif;font-size:85%;">Index to marriages in Monroe County, WI : for registration volumes 1,2, 3, and 4 from 1855 to 1907. <span style="font-weight: bold;">This is the only films on vitals that are allowed to leave SLC so will work with this for now.<br /><br />Thanks Randy, for keeping me on this line! I have exhausted so much that It really getting sad! But,<br />will start here. Maybe I can get to the library tomorrow if not they are open again Tuesday.<br /><br />The saga continues<br /><br /></span></span>Brendahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02788183071958255580noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5304424674841198184.post-20978644344384826712009-03-25T00:19:00.000-07:002009-03-26T07:48:02.337-07:00Somber Sunday - Jennie Thompson 1903<span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Daily Eagle</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Traverse City, Michigan</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">29 Jul 1903 pg 1</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Tragedy Near Sarnia</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Mother left her baby on the river bank</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">...and was drowned trying to rescue the little girl</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">..swift current swept them both downstream</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">...baby on the bank laughed while other shuddered</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Port Huron, Mich, Jul 29.--A distressing drowning occurred a short distance below Sarnia, on the Canadian side yesterday afternoon and Mrs. George Taylor sacrificed her life trying to save little Jennie Thompson of this city from drowning. Both sank from sight before help reached them.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">The little Thompson girl was visiting at the home of Mrs. Taylor at Sarnia, and as their home is near the water she wanted to go wading. Mrs. Taylor, taking her little baby in her arms, went to the river back to watch her. The channel bank runs off at a steep incline and, although cautioned, the little girl waded out for some distance.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Suddenly she sank, and when she came to the surface again Mrs. Taylor dropped her baby on the grass and ran into the water to save the drowning girl. The swift current swept them both down stream and out into the deepest water, and although their cries attracted several me, they were too far away to render assistance and the woman and child sank beneath the waves.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">The little baby which the unfortunate women left on the bank when she made the sacrifice of her life, crowed and laughed at the approach of the men, unmindful of the awful tragedy that had been enacted there before its eyes.</span></span>Brendahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02788183071958255580noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5304424674841198184.post-50082736424764963982009-03-18T16:38:00.001-07:002009-03-18T16:50:46.317-07:00Fun/Funny Friday: Brenda Buys Candy<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg57gH2AJ4OFMPVE-oFhz6F1Hv9BQPzjRlPevcs94oNRpM5L05Lf5twvqn486DSh_XM5X5sMY1q8iFVh3vdMSbVfQ1HuvYSV9JfIrGG4aoovV7h13Uas3sxdKWG0JHBCIwa4Zj6RvEtGVqs/s1600-h/pennycandy.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 120px; height: 101px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg57gH2AJ4OFMPVE-oFhz6F1Hv9BQPzjRlPevcs94oNRpM5L05Lf5twvqn486DSh_XM5X5sMY1q8iFVh3vdMSbVfQ1HuvYSV9JfIrGG4aoovV7h13Uas3sxdKWG0JHBCIwa4Zj6RvEtGVqs/s400/pennycandy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314678994635008930" /></a>One fine day! Brenda, at age four while living at 313 Rose St with my brother, sister and parents must have decided she was hungry for candy. The store was just a short 1/2 block or less, away. She obviously had been there with any part of the family many times as she took off and went after candy without telling anyone. But, Brenda was no dummy she knew she needed money. Where would that come from? Aha~ her brother, Ben, has a coin collection!! She had no clue it was anything but money to buy candy. She didn't realize money stuck in books was any different then coins laying on the table. So, she grabs the money and off she went to buy alot of penny candy. This was about 1950 so there was still penny candy at the time.<br /><br />Ben never got his money back but I am sure Brenda enjoyed the candy!!!Brendahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02788183071958255580noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5304424674841198184.post-90249018177274015242009-03-18T06:46:00.000-07:002009-03-18T08:36:09.023-07:00Wordless Wednesday: 18Mar09 Loggers<a href="http://www.vimeo.com/2564638">Logging Video on Michigan</a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4r7qFTSzZvwMrXZ8zlUTeBPElWRSMGws6cGg8EF-h2K9bo87FYq0svGxv9cCA6dwgCfky3Jw3elsBtFt828WMqoQ0YYmwr_35ACU0Y9V0_neK1VkBAZzK5g2rjaH8lQzuJSqEyPEhnvYd/s1600-h/bancroft_geo-onright.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 234px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4r7qFTSzZvwMrXZ8zlUTeBPElWRSMGws6cGg8EF-h2K9bo87FYq0svGxv9cCA6dwgCfky3Jw3elsBtFt828WMqoQ0YYmwr_35ACU0Y9V0_neK1VkBAZzK5g2rjaH8lQzuJSqEyPEhnvYd/s400/bancroft_geo-onright.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314524105661182482" border="0" /></a>Brendahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02788183071958255580noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5304424674841198184.post-60272155789460306782009-03-18T06:41:00.000-07:002009-03-18T06:46:25.611-07:00Tombstone Tuesday: Abigail Seegmiller<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" ><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNQqGfSVrdemp5FMXJ9gBmHDE1g4EBpD9PphNlWrxm67QvgU-jYRCoscL4v0pRgnp2ZjN4fE5Wg_E6c_EIiVAjMcTNPWMpvyR8NUdTiGIWDRzoA0xD2Ltjc3xxe5AQJJYWgOuovQUwYfLk/s1600-h/Abigale+Seegmiller+1883+1934.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNQqGfSVrdemp5FMXJ9gBmHDE1g4EBpD9PphNlWrxm67QvgU-jYRCoscL4v0pRgnp2ZjN4fE5Wg_E6c_EIiVAjMcTNPWMpvyR8NUdTiGIWDRzoA0xD2Ltjc3xxe5AQJJYWgOuovQUwYfLk/s400/Abigale+Seegmiller+1883+1934.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314523392301685602" border="0" /></a>Abigail Seegmiller<br />1883-1934<br />Evergreen Cemetery, Kingsley, Michigan<br /></span>Brendahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02788183071958255580noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5304424674841198184.post-3634124021393149762009-03-16T15:30:00.000-07:002009-03-16T15:54:24.177-07:00Mappy Monday<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" >In keeping with doing a blog writing with the days of the week. I am promoting another day. Monday for doing maps/land records/deeds/ anything to do with maps or the land on a map. Map Tutorials are an option as well. Using land is to widen out the field a bit here.</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" > Please join us in Mappy Mondays!</span> <br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" >For the first Monday I am going to promote the </span><a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://www.livgenmi.com/1895/MI/">1895 State Maps </a><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" >for the United States that <a href="pam@livgenmi.com">Pam Rietsch </a>scanned and put online for folks to use for free. </span><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Of course since I am in </span><a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://www.livgenmi.com/1895/MI/state.htm">Michigan</a> chosing Michigan map to be linked to and my county of <a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://www.livgenmi.com/1895/MI/County/grandtraverse.htm">Grand Traverse</a><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">. Anyone can link to these maps but please ask permission to use the map online somewhere.</span> <br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><br />Contact data for Pam: CFC Productions, pam@livgenmi.com</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" >See you next Monday! If you would like to post your map blogpost here please send to: kingsley@aol.com or see me on Face Book! Thanks for joining in.<br /><br />There is now:<br /></span><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" >Mappy Mondays</span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" >Tombstone Tuesday<br />Wordless Wednesday<br />Fun / Funny Friday<br />Somber Sunday<br /><br /></span>Brendahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02788183071958255580noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5304424674841198184.post-12355649480389507922009-03-14T16:28:00.001-07:002009-03-14T16:34:09.535-07:00Wordle Brenda's Surnames<a href="http://www.wordle.net/gallery/wrdl/651788/Direct_Surnames">Saturday Night Fun = Wordle</a><br />Pretty cool find Randy! You do have the knack!!<br /><br /><a href="http://www.jetScreenshot.com/demo/20090314-1l0-54kb.jpg">Screen shot:</a>Brendahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02788183071958255580noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5304424674841198184.post-69679297199887396492009-03-13T18:53:00.000-07:002009-03-13T19:02:34.544-07:00Genealogy Prompt #9<span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Library of Michigan had a conference last summer that I went to and had a great time. One talk I attended was about the seekingmichigan.org project progress and what they were going to be doing with the web. (wonder if this will happen if Gov. reduces monies for Lib of Mi) Randy is a great speaker injecting humor and knew his topic well. A second topic was on the State Archives and I cannot recall his name but starts with a G ~ He also was a good speaker.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">4th of April I will be attending Library of Michigan conference again. Getting quite anxious for this and meeting a Face Book friend that is going to be there. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">I really enjoy going to conferences at LOM as much for networking with folks and meeting new people. The trip down and back is very enjoyable getting together with local friends that I don't 'hang' out with so much. </span><br /></span>Brendahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02788183071958255580noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5304424674841198184.post-17832510673476004122009-03-13T05:43:00.000-07:002009-03-14T15:03:15.951-07:00Somber Sunday: Hillman and Payne 1903<div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Daily Eagle<br />Traverse City, Michigan<br />29 May 1903 pg 4<br />Only obituaries for May<br /></span></div><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" ><br />Mrs. Eliza Hillman, wife of Jacob Hillman of Williamsburg, died at 4 0'clock Thursday afternoon of blood poisoning. The deceased was 36 years of age and leaves a one-week-old baby.<br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:100%;">*********************<br /><br /></span></div><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" >Mrs. Ella Payne, wife of Marshall Payne of Cedar Run, died Wednesday, May 27, at the age of 40 years. The funeral was held today at 1 o'clock from the church at Cedar Run, under the direction of H. L. Curtis of this city.<br /><br /></span>Brendahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02788183071958255580noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5304424674841198184.post-3173238760132715132009-03-12T11:36:00.000-07:002009-03-12T11:36:00.753-07:00Brenda's Teeth - Funny Friday<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOto2BUKQCXvX0v4hOTg1pP_-FNqx9GNlWWinCGZiImyhvFVP7l0X_ejaeDjInBzmsoCtThZWxD_be9JM1-2RQV38Scu87JWcyk_M-zKM3nYwlz_uhywy1EljhzrcJUBD4R7hlbJupqqnO/s1600-h/dad_brenda_bryantpark_headshots.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 246px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOto2BUKQCXvX0v4hOTg1pP_-FNqx9GNlWWinCGZiImyhvFVP7l0X_ejaeDjInBzmsoCtThZWxD_be9JM1-2RQV38Scu87JWcyk_M-zKM3nYwlz_uhywy1EljhzrcJUBD4R7hlbJupqqnO/s400/dad_brenda_bryantpark_headshots.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312362967183680130" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" >Photo: About 1949 Brenda and father Ben at Bryant Park</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Brenda's Two Front Teeth about 1950ish</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">The day was a fun day! We had company and my brother and I were relegated to sleeping in mom and dad's big bed. It was our time to 'disappear' for the adult world to commence in their fun and it was our bedtime. Who was to know that more fun was to happen to me AFTER I went to sleep. My brother was eight years older than I who was four at the time. Ben began dreaming and tossing and turning due to dreaming of fighting. Then in an abrupt second I was woke up.. and holding my two front teeth in my hand. Benny had elbowed my two front teeth out in one of his 'tosses'. I sat there crying and then laughing and calling to my mom. "Benny knocked my teeth out" Mom went to holler at Benny but I told her he didn't mean to do it. So, in my defense of him in telling her he didn't mean to do it.. she was okay and started laughing too.. By now, Benny was chuckling of course! I don't recall what happened to those teeth but if we had teeth fairies mine would have been worth a mint. To this day, 58 years later we still chuckle about that. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Next Friday: Brenda Buys Candy!<br /><br /><br /></span></span>Brendahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02788183071958255580noreply@blogger.com3