Sunday, December 4, 2016

In Their Footsteps

Since my last post I have discovered more ancestors in the family tree. I found an obituary in a Tennessee newspaper from 1846 regarding a grandmother on my father's side of the family. It confirms their Irish heritage.
From the Western Weekly Review; abstracts from 1841-1851, Franklin, Tennessee.

''Eleanor Rice, widow of Samuel Rice, died in Williamson Co, Tn on Oct. 21, 1845. Born in Castlebar, Ireland, Jan. 1757, she came to the U.S. as a youthful orphan, 12 years, lived in Prince Edward County, Virginia until she married. Her husband died in 1807 leaving her with a large family of children, moved with her son, Francis Rice, to Williamson County in 1813. (Eleanor's daughter, Fanny, married Asa Harper, a Perry ancestor).

Asa, Fanny's husband, had several articles regarding his passing. Some stated that he was over 100 years old, but more than likely he was closer to 90 years old.


The picture below is of a distant cousin from my husband's family. Clementina M. Romine and her husband, Orion Holley, and three of their children. Clementina, or "Tiny", was born in 1897 and died in Huntington, W. Virginia in 1936. While walking on the side of a road she was hit by a truck and suffered fatal injuries. Her 13-year old nephew was also hit, but survived. She left a husband and ten children. She was a cousin on my father-in-law's maternal side of the family. 
I love these old black and white photos! Here is another picture of a cousin, Martha Ann Nida, and her husband, Winfield Scott Richardson. They were also from West Virginia.


One of the most interesting stories I discovered was that of a distant ancestor, Larkin Haithcock (or Heathcock) from my father's family tree.  Born in Tennessee he was with the 20th Infantry, Co D, and captured at Missionary Ridge on Nov. 25, 1863 (part of the Chattanooga battles) by the Union.. He was sent to Louisville, Kentucky and then to Rock Island Confederate Prisoner of War Camp. He died a month later, on Dec. 27, 1863 from Pneumonia. He was around 30 years old and left a widow, Sarah, who he married on Mar. 8, 1860. He is buried at the Confederate Cemetery at Rock Island where almost 2000 Confederate soldiers are buried. This is an old photo I found of some of the prisoners that were sent there.



Tennessee Back Roads

A few weeks ago my sister and her husband and I took a drive through the back roads of Tennessee. The object was to find the community that a family member's ancestors had lived in. I never expected to get lucky, but I did. There is an old general store that has been in existence for over 100 years and still operational. I talked to the owner about my Genealogy research and he pulled out an account book from the store dating back to 1914 and 1916 and had some of the ancestors' names logged in and what they purchased! Not far from the store (which sits out in the middle of no where and surrounded by old, abandoned buildings) is a cemetery where some of the ancestors are buried. The land is beautiful, with cows and horses grazing. This was once a thriving community, but the old-timers still flock to the old general store for fresh fruit pies made by the local Mennonites and homemade ice cream. Their hamburgers were pretty good, too!




The old ledger that is 100 years old.


In front of the old general store.



An old pot-bellied stove.


Abandoned buildings


The old cemetery




A country church in middle Tennessee

Gatlinburg Wedding

It is been a busy Fall. The end of October my daughter and I drove to Gatlinburg to see my nephew get married. We were there for only a short while, but managed to take a few pictures before we came home. Gatlinburg is only a four drive from where I live. Of course, hearing about the fires in the recent days is heartbreaking, as my family has so many memories from the Smokies.


The view from our hotel room.



The wedding chapel in the woods.


The tunnel going to Gatlinburg.


At Pidgeon Forge


On the way home




Wednesday, September 7, 2016

On the Lake

My granddaughter had ankle surgery last week. "Mommy, take my chair on the pier, so it feels like I'm on the lake," she asked my daughter, while her sisters were jet-skiing with their Dad.
So Mommy did. 

Monday, August 29, 2016

The Notorious Widow

Not far from where I live are the remnants of an old cemetery where once stood a grand Southern plantation. The mistress of this plantation married and buried six husbands. Legend says that her husbands died under mysterious circumstances. Numerous articles have been written about Elizabeth Evans Dale and people in my small  community are familiar with her story. I've lived here almost 30 years and heard the rumors and stories through the years. The old plantation apparently burned to the ground in 1968. Elizabeth was born in Worcester County, Virginia, where her father, Adam Dale, fought in the Revolution when just a teen (that is an interesting story in itself). The story of Elizabeth Dale has all the makings of a Southern Gothic novel and makes Scarlett O'Hara look like a church lady. You have numerous marriages, suspicious deaths, murder attempts, a lawsuit involving a neighboring plantation owner, a disapproving mother (Elizabeth's mother supposedly didn't approve of her daughter's many marriages); antebellum life on a plantation prior to the Civil War, etc. With the Internet and Ancestry there is a wealth of information on this lady, but the cause of her own death, like that of her many husbands, is unknown. She eventually moved to Mississippi to live with her only son. Her mother moved to Columbia, Tennessee where apparently the family also owned land. The notorious widow was listed in the 1860 census in Marshall County, Mississippi with her son, William Jeffries and his wife, Sallie, but I haven't been able to find out where she is buried.



Thursday, July 21, 2016

The Things that Children Say

I am constantly entertained by the things my grandchildren say. And sometimes they teach me things I didn't know that I needed to learn. I think that every grandparent feels this way.

Recently, my seven year old grandson asked me,

 "Mamaw, do you ever get lonely?" 

"Why do you ask that?" I said.

"Because you call my Mom all the time."

Oh boy, did I learn a lesson there!

And when my daughter picked me up for lunch one day she chose a Chinese restaurant that I had never been to before. The boys, all three of them, were well-behaved and opened their fortune cookie at the end of the meal. I read Sam's fortune cookie, which said, "You will get lucky." Lucas told Sam, "You need to give that to my Mom, because she hasn't had any good luck lately." I almost died laughing!

My younger daughter has three girls. Allie is the middle child and has to share a room. The girls wanted a fish tank for their rooms, something small. The older sister teased Allie, telling her that she would have to share a fish tank with her baby sister. Allie wasn't having any of it and put her hands on her hip, " I have to share a room. I have to share everything with her! I am not sharing a fish!"

They each got their own fish.


Drive Through Zoo

Yesterday, when I had the day off, I took four of my grandchildren to a local Safari. First, we went to swimming lessons for my grandson. At 8:00 in the morning it was already hot. When I picked them up bright and early the little ones were still rubbing the sleep from their eyes (it is summer vacation, after all), so after the lesson ended I took them to McDonald's for breakfast. Since Mommy wasn't picking up the girls until lunch time I decided to take them to the Safari animal park. We bought food at the gate and had to be careful feeding the animals. When I took my grandson the first time he got scared at the Emu that tried to poke its long neck into the car window. The children were fascinated by the animals and were able to pet the pony, the deer and even the Zebra. I wouldn't roll down the window when the bull or the buffalo came near, however! At the end we parked the car and went to see the reptiles, the snakes (even an albino Python), and fed the tortoises. It was lots of fun and the kids are ready to go back, but not until I vacuum the car out!