tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-54116640888212528662024-03-12T21:32:09.869-07:00All My Family TreesMusing, ramblings, ponderings, discoveries, and short stories from all my family trees.Sherrihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03991552526356988301noreply@blogger.comBlogger59125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5411664088821252866.post-59122258122874965172014-08-31T16:33:00.003-07:002014-08-31T16:47:13.052-07:00Getting Away from it AllYou may recall that last week I introduced you to my great-aunt Signa Jackson in <a href="http://allmyfamilytrees.blogspot.com/2014/08/mothers-and-their-daughters.html" target="_blank">Mothers and Their Daughters</a>. She is making a comeback this week. Signa grew up in and near Boston until she was about 18 when she moved to Chicago, another major metropolis.<br />
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A few years ago, my mother gave me several photos from her mother's (Signa's younger sister and my grandmother Dorothy) collection. I had barely begun looking into this part of the family and knew very little at the time. In that collection were a couple of photos that I found especially intriguing. The first was a photo of Signa standing all alone in the middle of, well, nothing:<br />
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Signa was a city girl, through and through. What was she doing standing alone 3,000 miles away from home and apparently away from all civilization as she knew it. Well, obviously she was not completely alone–<u>someone</u> must have snapped the photo.<br />
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The mystery became a little clearer when I saw this photo and its inscription:<br />
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It looked like the photo had been removed from a scrap book as it had bits of black paper stuck to the back, but most of the inscription was still legible:<br />
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<i>Eureka! </i>The handwriting on the back of this photo is clearly that of my grandmother's which helped me identify who the ladies were based on their relationships to my grandmother. I recognized "Aunt Jack" as Ethel Jackson, sister to Signa's father, Harry Jackson. You can read Ethel's story, or at least as much as I knew at the time, on my post <a href="http://allmyfamilytrees.blogspot.com/2013/03/the-real-aunt-jack.html" target="_blank">The Real Aunt Jack</a>. I had never seen the two ladies on the left and really had to do a little digging to identify exactly who they were. Since I knew what Signa's maternal grandmother looked like, and "Grandma" was not her, I came to the conclusion by the process of elimination that she was Signa's paternal grandmother Ida Estella (Whittemore) Jackson. And "Aunt Nettie" is none other than Ida's sister-in-law Annette Jackson who went by the name of Nettie since she was a child. <br />
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I also realized that the date on the back of the photo, June 23, 1922, was Signa's twelfth birthday. It seems that Signa's paternal relatives took her on a trip to California as a birthday gift!<br />
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But why California? There are so many other interesting
destinations much closer to Boston. Traveling 3,000 miles seems a bit
extravagant and overindulgent. It wasn't until six months ago that I found
Nettie had married George Amerige in 1894<span class="MsoEndnoteReference"><span style="mso-special-character: footnote;"><span class="MsoEndnoteReference"><span style="font-family: "Calibri","sans-serif"; font-size: 11.0pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-bidi; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;">[1]</span></span></span></span>
and moved to Fullerton, California by 1900.<span class="MsoEndnoteReference"><span style="mso-special-character: footnote;"><span class="MsoEndnoteReference"><span style="font-family: "Calibri","sans-serif"; font-size: 11.0pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-bidi; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;">[2]</span></span></span></span>
Coronado Beach is a beautiful drive down the coast from Fullerton.</div>
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Now I understand why Signa was getting away from it all.</div>
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If you're hankering for more vicarious trips escaping the crowds, visit the <a href="http://sepiasaturday.blogspot.com/2014/08/sepia-saturday-243-30-august-2014.html" target="_blank">Sepia Saturday</a> blog. Speaking of getting away from it all–I will be away for the next couple
of weeks so don't look for new posts from me for a while. Maybe you should try joining the Sepia Saturday fun. One thing these writing exercises have done for me is make me realize how much more research I could be doing on these relatives. My to-do list has grown immensely.</div>
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registered in the City of Malden for the year 1894", line no. 185, p 245,
Amerige-Jackson, 1894; digital images, <i>Ancestry.com</i> (http://www.ancestry.com
: accessed 19 Feb 2014); citing Massachusetts Vital Records, 1840-1911. New
England Historic Genealogical Society, Boston, Massachusetts</span></div>
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Orange County, California, population schedule, Fullerton Township, enumeration
district (ED) 141, sheet 25A, p. 49A (stamped), dwelling 582, family 582,
Edward R. Amerige household; digital images, <i>Ancestry.com</i> (http://www.ancestry.com
: accessed 31 Aug 2014); citing National Archives and Records Administration
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<br />Sherrihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03991552526356988301noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5411664088821252866.post-81489917160842264532014-08-21T12:50:00.001-07:002014-08-21T12:50:19.954-07:00Mothers and Their Daughters<br />
The Sepia Saturday photo prompt features two Spanish ladies with their heads together, wearing mantillas and waving fans. They look like they may be mother and daughter.<br />
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I don't have any Spanish ladies in my family, but I do have a photo of a mother-daughter with their heads together. They are wearing cloche hats, probably from the late 1920s. The woman on the left is my great-grandmother Frances (Bye) Jackson, of whom I have written much about in previous posts. The woman on the right is her eldest daughter Signa, of whom I have written almost nothing. That is about to change.<br />
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Signa Aileen Jackson was born 23 June 1910 in Boston, Massachusetts. She was the eldest child of Harry Jackson and Frances Bye. Frances loved the camera and, as a result, I have many photos of her and her family. Signa seems to have been a favorite subject.<br />
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One of my very favorites was this postcard of Signa sitting on a half moon holding her dolly. On the back of the postcard was written "Signa two-half years old taken in Boston."<br />
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Signa, who started going by the name of Jackie at some point, was an aspiring actress. I haven't been able to find any mention of her in the old Chicago newspapers, where she lived from about 1928 to about 1939, so I don't know what kind of acting jobs she was able to get. I do know that in the 1930 Census, she was a switch board operator at Illinois Bell Telephone. There are several glamorous head shots of her that seem to imply she was in show business. Signa wrote on the one below: "To my Buddy Boy From your Big Sister. Signa" Her Buddy Boy was their youngest, and only, brother Lee Jackson, who has been the featured in a few posts on my blog. <br />
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This photo, probably taken in the early 1930s, shows Signa with platinum blonde hair. This look was very popular in the 1930s in imitation of Jean Harlow. The photo below is the only one we have of Signa with the bleached blonde hair so I assume she didn't keep it for long. Which is a good thing because they used real bleach back then and it killed Ms. Harlow!<br />
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Signa married Warren Pittenger in Chicago on 18 April 1931. They were divorced on 1 April 1939 in Harrisburg, Pennsylvania. That same day, Signa and Paul Bedillion applied for a marriage license. They were married on 4 April 1939.<br />
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Frances took a trip to Pennsylvania to visit her daughter sometime in the late 1940s. Here is a shot of the two of them on their way to Johnstown, Pennsylvania, perhaps to do some sightseeing but more probably to do some shopping.<br />
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This final mother-daughter photo was most likely taken during that same visit to Signa's home in Pennsylvania. It shows that Signa inherited her mother's playful nature.<br />
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Signa never had children, which is a shame because I think she would have been a really fun mother. I hope to write more about her when I've done more detailed research. She has fascinated my for years.<br />
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If you're curious about what others had to say about fans, faces, national costumes, hidden meanings, or two women with their heads together, visit the <a href="http://sepiasaturday.blogspot.com/2014/08/sepia-saturday-242-23-august-2014.html" target="_blank">Sepia Saturday</a> blog and click on the Mister Linky's links.<br />
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<br />Sherrihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03991552526356988301noreply@blogger.com19tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5411664088821252866.post-53236888272481205292014-08-18T00:24:00.001-07:002014-08-18T00:24:42.758-07:00Soldiers' Mail<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Joseph Kenedy Masterson, my grandfather, was inducted into the U.S. Army and sent to Europe in July 1918 as part of the American Expeditionary Forces. He was 23 years old.<br />
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Grandpa was born and raised in New Hope, Kentucky, a tiny farming town. Everybody in and around New Hope not only knew everybody else, but the chances that they were cousins were very high. Ken met and began courting Mary Ethel Peake of New Haven (six miles from New Hope) before being drafted into the military. <br />
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Grandpa corresponded with Ethel while he was away–she kept all his letters and postcards. He closed his first letter to her written from boot camp with "<i>lots of love & kisses to my sweet little Wife</i>" and addressed her as "Dear" and "Deariest" in all of his correspondence during the War. Although he tended to tease her about flirting with the French and German girls, it was obvious from his letters that he was lonely and was anxious to return home to marry her.<br />
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The postcard to the right was postmarked July 30, 1918. Notice he wrote a "K" (for Ken) on the soldier's sleeve and an "E" (for Ethel) on the woman's sleeve. Under the printed words of <span style="color: red;">GOOD-BYE, SWEETHEART</span> he wrote "<i>Until this war is over over there.</i>" At the bottom of the card he wrote "<i>From your little one Dear excuse writting [sic] as I am on the train and cant steady my arm.</i>" On the other side of the postcard, he wrote:<br />
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The next card we see is a Safe Arrival notice postmarked August 1, 1918.<br />
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Every letter from that point on was reviewed and signed off by a censor. Below shows that the censor approved this letter from January 15, 1919 by signing on the last page of the letter and on the envelope.<br />
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Knowing that his letters would be read by a stranger must have made it very awkward for Ken to express any tender feelings he had for Ethel. But on March 31, 1919, he expressed his concern that she would not wait for his return.<br />
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This letter was four pages long and across the top, one word per page, he wrote: "<i><u>I'll Keep My Promise.</u></i>"<br />
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Ken was discharged from the Army on May 21, 1919 and, after a short visit home with his family, he went to Copley Township, Illinois, to work as a hired hand on a farm where he had often worked before being drafted. Ethel's father moved their family to St. Augustine, Illinois, in 1920, which brought them within 35 miles of each other. Ken would travel to St. Augustine by train and Ethel would come into town to spend the day with him. They were married on December 29, 1921.<br />
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I never met Grandpa–he died at the age of 48, when my father was ten years old. If it hadn't been for the Soldiers' Mail, we would not have known him at all. <br />
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The photo has been annotated as "James Cecil and Minnie Peake, c 1915." As I looked at my family file for Minnie Peake, I noticed that I never recorded her marriage nor did I have any death info or children or anything for her! So, I set out to discover the family. The first thing I did was to check Ancestry.com–they had a death certificate for "Mrs. James Cecil" in Kentucky. That must be her, I thought, and pulled up the image. But wait. Written above "Mrs. James Cecil" on the death certificate was "Mary Ella"! What??!?? I continued my online searches and found a marriage record on
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Mary Ella Peake and Minnie Peake were sisters. Mary Ella was born May 1896 and Minnie was born January 1898. How did the wrong names get written on this wonderful wedding photo? It appears that whomever wrote on the back of the wedding photo married James Lorenzo Cecil to the wrong sister.<br />
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And is this other photo I have that is marked as Minnie Peake also her sister Mary Ella? She looks just like the bride in the wedding photo above.<br />
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I'm fairly certain that this family photo taken around 1905 has Mary Ella and Minnie labeled correctly (I added the names on the front for purposes of this blog post).<br />
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Mary Ella, who went by the name Ella, is in every census from 1900 to 1930, first with her parents John O. and Martha L. (Fogle) Peake, then with her husband James Lorenzo Cecil. She and Lorenzo had 10 known children. Lorenzo registered for the draft in 1917 but claimed total disability due to the loss of his thumb and index finger off his left hand. This disability did not seem to keep him from working as a house carpenter in 1920, nor from working his home farm in 1930.<br />
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But what became of the sister Minnie? The last record I find for her is in the 1920 census living with her uncle (my great-grandfather) Robert Damascus Peake in Trappist, Nelson county, Kentucky. She was 21 years old, single, and working as a public school teacher. She seems to have dropped off the face of the earth after that. Did she die? get married? whisked away by renegades and taken to their hide-away when the census taker came around? I may never know. <br />
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Instead of either Wedding Wednesday or Wordless Wednesday, it's Wondering Wednesday for me!<br />
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"Heinz is a cousin of Theodore Heinz chief of police in Skokie, who recently testified before the grand jury investigating gambling in Cook County. Chief Heinz said he knew nothing of the activities of his cousin.<br />
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<span xmlns="">Vincent Heinz was my grandfather. Based on his stated age of 28 years, this arrest happened between November 10, 1942 and November 9, 1943. I figured it was again time to try to find the newspaper in which it was published and fired a shot in the dark by sending an email via the Ask a Librarian feature at the <a href="http://www.skokielibrary.info/" target="_blank">Skokie Public Library</a>. Jackpot! A copy of the clipping was in my email inbox the next morning. The article was published in the Chicago Daily Tribune on November 30, 1941. It seems either grandpa lied about his age, or the newspaper reporter got it wrong.</span>
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<span xmlns="">He must not have spent any time in prison because Mom doesn't remember him being absent for any length of time. She seemed to be as surprised as I was when seeing the newspaper clipping hanging on that wall 11 years ago. Even though Grandpa operated taverns his entire adult life, and apparently made his own alcohol which he presumably sold in those taverns, Vince never drank the stuff.</span>
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<span xmlns="">Now that I know when this arrest was made, I am hot on the trail to find his arrest and trial records. This is going to be fun! It's an entirely new learning experience for me to obtain records from the ATF (Bureau of Alcohol, Tobacco, Firearms and Explosives). There is a fascinating press release from 2008 that tells the history of ATF through the badge changes <a href="https://www.atf.gov/press/releases/2008/12/122908-historical-badges-tell-story.html" target="_parent">here</a>. And a whole lot more history on their website <a href="https://www.atf.gov/content/about/our-history" target="_blank">here</a>. I had wondered why anyone would make their own liquor after the Prohibition ended. Turns out that it was much cheaper because of the taxes levied on alcohol and that the reason it was illegal was the non-payment of those taxes. Sometimes I am stunned by my naiveté. </span>
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<br />Sherrihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03991552526356988301noreply@blogger.com22tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5411664088821252866.post-18973583255883071362014-08-03T00:41:00.000-07:002014-08-03T00:41:02.004-07:00Great-grandma was a mischief maker<span xmlns=""></span><br />
<span xmlns="">If the proverb "A girl unemployed is thinking of mischief" is true, then my great-grandmother Frances (Bye) Jackson had way too much time on her hands. I have lots of photos with her being mischievous. Here are some of my favorites.</span><br />
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<span xmlns="">This is probably where Frances got started with her funky photos. She is the young girl pulling the cart. Her mother, my 2xgreat-grandmother Julianna Bye is "driving". The young boy is Frances' nephew, Julian Tvedt. This photo is taken around 1900, most likely in Kennebunk, Maine.</span><br />
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<span xmlns="">She must have gotten the idea for this one from her mother (see the first photo above). Frances is the one with the tire around her neck. </span><br />
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<br />Sherrihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03991552526356988301noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5411664088821252866.post-2455568108100002032014-07-19T23:00:00.000-07:002014-07-19T23:00:32.604-07:00That’s No Lady…Alan gave us this intriguing photo for this week's <a href="http://sepiasaturday.blogspot.com/2014/07/sepia-saturday-237-19-july-2014.html">Sepia Saturday</a> challenge and invited us to "go to the ballet, or the dancehall, or the theatre or anywhere you find lots of chiffon and over-dramatic poses."<span xmlns=""></span><br />
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What he doesn't tell us is that the ladies depicted in the photo are not ladies—they are all men! That is the theme I have chosen for my contribution to this challenge.<br />
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<span xmlns="">My grand-uncle Lee attended an all-boys school in Chicago from about 1938 to about 1941 when he enlisted in the Army. From all accounts, he was always a comedian and show-man, taking every opportunity to entertain those around him. The school put on a production where every single part was played by a male student. The family story says that Uncle Lee was so delighted with how well his costume and makeup turned out that he arrived at his mother's house in full regalia. She didn't recognize her own son!</span><br />
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<span xmlns="">This is the entire cast of that play. The back of the photo is written: "Lee Jackson - second from left - an all boys school – Chicago."</span><br />
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This is a photo of Lee about the same time. What do you think? Is he the 2<sup>nd</sup> from the left in the school play? He's got a really pretty face, especially with those nice full lips.<br />
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<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HoY9VjtG-XU/UTjPjtWffrI/AAAAAAAABcM/imsjixin_Ps/s1600/Ethel-Jackson.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HoY9VjtG-XU/UTjPjtWffrI/AAAAAAAABcM/imsjixin_Ps/s320/Ethel-Jackson.jpg" width="184" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>Ethel Jackson about 1910</i></td></tr>
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Ethel Jackson, or “Aunt Jack”, was the only sibling of my
great-grandfather Harry Edward Jackson. Harry lived with his family in and
around Boston, Massachusetts until my great-grandmother Frances packed up their
four children and moved to Chicago to live with another man. The children never
saw their father again and no one in the family even knew he had died until Ethel
wrote to them about six months after his death. She had evidently disposed of
all Harry’s assets before informing his family. She was never heard from again
and she died an old maid. </div>
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That’s the family legend. This is the real story as it is
gleaned from public records.</div>
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Ethel Camilla Jackson, daughter of John Harry Jackson and
Ida Estella Whittemore, was born on 17 September 1886 in Ashland, Middlesex county,
Massachusetts.<span style="font-size: x-small;"><span class="MsoEndnoteReference"><span style="mso-special-character: footnote;"><span class="MsoEndnoteReference"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;">[1]</span></span></span></span></span>
Her father had moved to Ashland between 1870 and 1879 where he worked as a hat
blocker and then as a boot maker, probably working in the same boot shop as his
future father-in-law. John and Ida were married in Ashland in 1881 and their
first child Harry followed barely nine months later. It was another four years before
Ethel came along, their second and last child (according to the 1900 and 1910
population schedules, Ida was the mother of two children). </div>
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<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0d1G6tHB06M/UTjPz9g115I/AAAAAAAABcU/8dciXEOn_n8/s1600/99+High+Street+Malden+MA.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="178" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0d1G6tHB06M/UTjPz9g115I/AAAAAAAABcU/8dciXEOn_n8/s200/99+High+Street+Malden+MA.jpg" width="200" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>99 High Street in Malden, Mass as it<br />appears today. (Google Earth)</i></td></tr>
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By 1900,
John had moved the small family to 99 High Street in Malden, Massachusetts,
abandoning his career in boot making and taking up that of “market meat
cutter”.<span style="font-size: x-small;"><span class="MsoEndnoteReference"><span style="mso-special-character: footnote;"><span class="MsoEndnoteReference"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;">[2]</span></span></span></span></span> We next see the family in
1910 residing at 378 Bowdoin <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Street in
Boston. By this time Harry had married and set up his own household.
Ethel was 23, living at home with her parents, single, and attending school,
presumably college but I have found no direct evidence for that assumption<span style="font-size: x-small;"><span class="MsoEndnoteReference"><span style="mso-special-character: footnote;"><span class="MsoEndnoteReference"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;">[3]</span></span></span></span></span>.</div>
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John died in 1915 at 333 Quincy Street in Boston<span style="font-size: x-small;"><span class="MsoEndnoteReference"><span style="mso-special-character: footnote;"><span class="MsoEndnoteReference"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;">[4]</span></span></span></span></span>. In 1920, Ethel and her widowed
mother Ida were lodgers at 16 Sayward Street in Boston. Ida was working as a
stitcher of neckwear and Ethel, still single, was a teacher at a commercial
college.<span style="font-size: x-small;"><span class="MsoEndnoteReference"><span style="mso-special-character: footnote;"><span class="MsoEndnoteReference"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;">[5]</span></span></span></span></span> Ida, Ethel, and Harry’s
daughter Signa made a trip out to Coronado Beach, California in June 1922 to
visit Ida’s sister-in-law Annette (Aunt Nettie) Jackson. </div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>"Coronado Beach Ladies", June 23, 1922: <br />Ida, Nettie, Signa, and Ethel Jackson</i></td></tr>
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Ida died in 1924<span style="font-size: x-small;"><span class="MsoEndnoteReference"><span style="mso-special-character: footnote;"><span class="MsoEndnoteReference"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;">[6]</span></span></span></span></span>. By 1930, Ethel was living
alone at 88 Charles Street, Boston. She was still single and still employed as
a college teacher.<span style="font-size: x-small;"><span class="MsoEndnoteReference"><span style="mso-special-character: footnote;"><span class="MsoEndnoteReference"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;">[7]</span></span></span></span></span>
No public records have been found of Ethel for another twelve years so we
switch our focus for a moment to her brother Harry.</div>
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Although Harry seems to be absent from the 1930 census, we
know that he was living somewhere in Boston from 1932 to 1936. These were the
years that he was filing divorce claims with the Suffolk County Probate Court.
His initial claim filed in 1932 charged his wife Frances with being unfaithful
in Boston “on or about the 15<sup>th</sup> day of October 1928” and of being guilty
of “cruel and abusive treatment” of him.<span style="font-size: x-small;"><span class="MsoEndnoteReference"><span style="mso-special-character: footnote;"><span class="MsoEndnoteReference"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;">[8]</span></span></span></span></span> Frances and their children
are enumerated in the 1930 census for Chicago with Allan Wendergren, boarder<span style="font-size: x-small;"><span class="MsoEndnoteReference"><span style="mso-special-character: footnote;"><span class="MsoEndnoteReference"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;">[9]</span></span></span></span></span>, whom we now know to be
her lover.</div>
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<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q9BlLvA3R54/UTjQtTJXcgI/AAAAAAAABco/Ury6u_IY4QI/s1600/Jackson%252C-Harry-and-Ethel+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q9BlLvA3R54/UTjQtTJXcgI/AAAAAAAABco/Ury6u_IY4QI/s320/Jackson%252C-Harry-and-Ethel+copy.jpg" width="183" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>Ethel and brother Harry probably<br />late 1930s</i></td></tr>
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Neither Harry nor Ethel ever saw Harry’s children again and the
family believes that they made very little contact with them from that point
forward. Since none of those children are alive today, we will probably never be
certain if that is true. It is my belief, however, that someone was in
communication with them because we are in possession of some photos of Harry with
his winter home in Florida—something that he did not own before the divorce.
Given the circumstances of the divorce, it is not inconceivable that Ethel
would hold some resentment towards Frances and, by extension, her children.</div>
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Both Ethel and Harry are missing from the 1940 census. Harry
died on 27 December 1941 in Tampa, Florida<span style="font-size: x-small;"><span class="MsoEndnoteReference"><span style="mso-special-character: footnote;"><span class="MsoEndnoteReference"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;">[10]</span></span></span></span></span> where he spent his
winters in his semi-retirement from the New York, New Haven and Hartford
railroad. Ethel was the informant on Harry’s death certificate and gave her
Boston address as the same as Harry’s usual residence. She also gave his
marital status as ”Married”, although the divorce had been final for nearly ten
years. His body was removed to Ashland, Massachusetts on 2 January 1942 for
burial in his mother’s family plot at Wildwood cemetery. Ethel waited several
months before informing Harry’s children of their father’s death. The family believes she had disposed of his assets before informing them because none of the children
received any of Harry’s personal possessions.<span style="font-size: x-small;"><span class="MsoEndnoteReference"><span style="mso-special-character: footnote;"><span class="MsoEndnoteReference"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;">[11]</span></span></span></span></span></div>
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<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RWFcOpBrUB0/UTjRlK6SnjI/AAAAAAAABcs/3WFowtypooA/s1600/Jackson,+Harry+trailer+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="168" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RWFcOpBrUB0/UTjRlK6SnjI/AAAAAAAABcs/3WFowtypooA/s320/Jackson,+Harry+trailer+copy.jpg" width="320" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>Harry's winter home in Tampa, Florida</i></td></tr>
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<span class="MsoEndnoteReference"><span style="mso-special-character: footnote;"><span class="MsoEndnoteReference"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;"> </span></span></span></span> </div>
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This is the last any of the grandchildren knew of Ethel—she
was still single when Harry died and as far as the family knew, she never
married. Imagine my surprise when, as I was searching for online records for
Ethel, I found a North Carolina death record for her with the surname Bridgham
and spouse Albert S. <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">[sic]</i> Bridgham.<span style="font-size: x-small;"><span class="MsoEndnoteReference"><span style="mso-special-character: footnote;"><span class="MsoEndnoteReference"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;">[12]</span></span></span></span></span> This discovery has made
it possible to find some of the rest of the story.</div>
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Albert Fayette Bridgham, son of Levi Bridgham and Fannie
Morrill Bradbury, was born on 11 March 1891 in Dexter, Penobscot county, Maine.<span style="font-size: x-small;"><span class="MsoEndnoteReference"><span style="mso-special-character: footnote;"><span class="MsoEndnoteReference"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;">[13]</span></span></span></span></span> He married Emily R.
Malcome (or Malcomb) about 1916 and had two children: Jean A. Bridgham (born
about 1918) and Frederick A. Bridgham (born about 1920)<span style="font-size: x-small;"><span class="MsoEndnoteReference"><span style="mso-special-character: footnote;"><span class="MsoEndnoteReference"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;">[14]</span></span></span></span></span>. Albert was a business
school teacher in the Boston area at Burdett College, which has since been
closed.<span style="font-size: x-small;"><span class="MsoEndnoteReference"><span style="mso-special-character: footnote;"><span class="MsoEndnoteReference"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;">[15]</span></span></span></span></span> It is possible that Ethel
also taught at that school, which would explain how the two met. Emily died in
1941; Ethel and Albert were married sometime after that and they moved to North Carolina before 1961. </div>
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Ethel died on 13 November 1961 in Salisbury, Rowan county,
North Carolina at age 75, and was cremated on 15 November <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>in Winston-Salem, Forsyth county, North
Carolina. The cause of her death was “natural causes - cause undetermined
(sudden)”.<span style="font-size: x-small;"><span class="MsoEndnoteReference"><span style="mso-special-character: footnote;"><span class="MsoEndnoteReference"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;">[16]</span></span></span></span></span>
Her ashes are interred in the Bridgham family plot at Mount Pleasant cemetery,
Dexter, Penobscot county, Maine.<span style="font-size: x-small;"><span class="MsoEndnoteReference"><span style="mso-special-character: footnote;"><span class="MsoEndnoteReference"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;">[17]</span></span></span></span></span> <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Albert followed Ethel in death on 29 December
1965 in Salisbury at age 74, and was cremated on 31 December in Winston-Salem.
The cause of his death was “natural causes, causes undetermined, no evidence of
foul play”.<span class="MsoEndnoteReference"> <span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="mso-special-character: footnote;"><span class="MsoEndnoteReference"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;">[18]</span></span></span></span></span>
His ashes are also interred in the Bridgham family plot at Mount Pleasant
cemetery in Dexter, Maine.<span style="font-size: x-small;"><span class="MsoEndnoteReference"><span style="mso-special-character: footnote;"><span class="MsoEndnoteReference"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;">[19]</span></span></span></span></span></div>
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It is clear that more research must be done to complete
Ethel’s story. It might be interesting to track down Albert’s children or
grandchildren to hear what they know about her. Since none of Harry’s living
descendants ever met her, it would be interesting to get to know the real Aunt
Jack.</div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>Ethel Camilla Jackson Bridgham certificate of death.</i></td></tr>
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By now, my fellow Sepians are scratching their heads wondering what any of this has to do with this week's Sepia Saturday challenge—no boats, water, steamers, piers, or writing on photographs in sight. But the main thing I noticed in the image prompt were the TREES, especially the tall one in the foreground. It immediately brought to mind the top photo of Ethel with the trees. So naturally I had to blog about her. Nearly all of my photos in this story has a tree in it, or at least a bush. Find out how other interpreted this week's image prompt by following the links on the <a href="http://sepiasaturday.blogspot.com/2013/03/sepia-saturday-167-9-march-2013.html" target="_blank">Sepia Saturday</a> blog.<br />
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<span class="MsoEndnoteReference"><span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 8.0pt;"><span style="mso-special-character: footnote;"><span class="MsoEndnoteReference"><span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 8.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;">[1]</span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 8.0pt;"> North Carolina State
Board of Health, Office of Vital Statistics, death certificate 123 (1961),
Ethel Camilla Jackson Bridgham; digital image, Ancestry.com, "North
Carolina Death Certificates, 1909-1975,"(http://www.ancestry.com :
accessed 9 Jan 2011).</span></div>
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<div class="MsoEndnoteText" style="margin-bottom: 6.0pt;">
<span style="font-size: x-small;"><span class="MsoEndnoteReference"><span style="mso-special-character: footnote;"><span class="MsoEndnoteReference"><span style="font-family: "Calibri","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;">[2]</span></span></span></span></span> <span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 8.0pt;">1900 U.S. census,
Middlesex County, Massachusetts, population schedule, Malden, enumeration
district (ED) 831, sheet 10A, p. 154 (stamped), dwelling 178, family 225, John
H. Jackson household; digital images, <i>Ancestry.com</i> (http://www.ancestry.com
: accessed 14 Jan 2012); citing National Archives and Records Administration
microfilm T623, roll 662.</span></div>
</div>
<div id="edn3" style="mso-element: endnote;">
<div class="MsoEndnoteText" style="margin-bottom: 6.0pt;">
<span style="font-size: x-small;"><span class="MsoEndnoteReference"><span style="mso-special-character: footnote;"><span class="MsoEndnoteReference"><span style="font-family: "Calibri","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;">[3]</span></span></span></span></span> <span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 8.0pt;">1910 U.S. census,
Suffolk County, Massachusetts, population schedule, Boston Ward 20, enumeration
district (ED) 1564, sheet 13A, p. 12 (stamped), dwelling 203, family 310, John
H. Jackson household; digital images, <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Ancestry.com</i> (http://www.ancestry.com
: accessed 24 Jul 2009); citing National Archives and Records Administration
microfilm T624, roll 622.</span></div>
</div>
<div id="edn4" style="mso-element: endnote;">
<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 6.0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; text-autospace: none;">
<span style="font-size: x-small;"><span class="MsoEndnoteReference"><span style="mso-special-character: footnote;"><span class="MsoEndnoteReference"><span style="font-family: "Calibri","sans-serif"; font-size: 11.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;">[4]</span></span></span></span></span>
<span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 8.0pt;">"Massachusetts,
Deaths, 1841-1915", 352, no. 8588, John H. Jackson; digital image,
"Deaths Registered in the City of Boston," <i>FamilySearch</i> (http://www.familysearch.org:
26 Sep 2011); Massachusetts State Archives, Massachusetts Division of Vital
Statistics, State House, Boston, Massachusetts. United States. </span></div>
</div>
<div id="edn5" style="mso-element: endnote;">
<div class="MsoEndnoteText" style="margin-bottom: 6.0pt;">
<span style="font-size: x-small;"><span class="MsoEndnoteReference"><span style="mso-special-character: footnote;"><span class="MsoEndnoteReference"><span style="font-family: "Calibri","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;">[5]</span></span></span></span> </span><span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 8.0pt;">1920 Census for
Boston, Suffolk county, Massachusetts, Record Type: 1920U.S. Census, Location:
Boston, Suffolk County, Massachusetts, Fhl FilmNo: 1820737, Record Info:
population schedule, Film: Micropublication Series T625, Roll 737, William G.
Brown household, Boston, ED 430, SD 6, sheet 4B, dwelling 58, family 83, lines
80-85, enumerated on 9 January 1920.</span></div>
</div>
<div id="edn6" style="mso-element: endnote;">
<div class="MsoEndnoteText" style="margin-bottom: 6.0pt;">
<span style="font-size: x-small;"><span class="MsoEndnoteReference"><span style="mso-special-character: footnote;"><span class="MsoEndnoteReference"><span style="font-family: "Calibri","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;">[6]</span></span></span></span></span> <span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 8.0pt;">Town of Ashland,
Middlesex County, Massachusetts, deaths recorded with the Ashland Town Clerk
(1924), Ida Estelle Jackson.</span></div>
</div>
<div id="edn7" style="mso-element: endnote;">
<div class="MsoEndnoteText" style="margin-bottom: 6.0pt;">
<span style="font-size: x-small;"><span class="MsoEndnoteReference"><span style="mso-special-character: footnote;"><span class="MsoEndnoteReference"><span style="font-family: "Calibri","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;">[7]</span></span></span></span></span> <span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 8.0pt;">1930 U.S. census,
Suffolk County, Massachusetts, population schedule, enumeration district (ED)
150, sheet 12A, p. 130 (stamped), family 3, Ethel C. Jackson; digital images, <i>Ancestry.com</i> (http://www.ancestry.com
: accessed 7 Dec 2002); citing National Archives and Records Administration
microfilm T626, roll 945.</span></div>
</div>
<div id="edn8" style="mso-element: endnote;">
<div class="MsoEndnoteText" style="margin-bottom: 6.0pt;">
<span style="font-size: x-small;"><span class="MsoEndnoteReference"><span style="mso-special-character: footnote;"><span class="MsoEndnoteReference"><span style="font-family: "Calibri","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;">[8]</span></span></span></span> </span><span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 8.0pt;">Suffolk County Probate
Court: Harry Edward Jackson vs. Frances O. Jackson; Divorce Case Docket No.
11502 (1932).</span></div>
</div>
<div id="edn9" style="mso-element: endnote;">
<div class="MsoEndnoteText" style="margin-bottom: 6.0pt;">
<span style="font-size: x-small;"><span class="MsoEndnoteReference"><span style="mso-special-character: footnote;"><span class="MsoEndnoteReference"><span style="font-family: "Calibri","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;">[9]</span></span></span></span></span> <span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 8.0pt;">1930 U.S. census, Cook
County, Illinois, population schedule, Chicago city, precinct 7, ward 46th pt,
block 123, enumeration district (ED) 1699, sheet 6B, dwelling 61A, family 100A,
Francis Jackson; digital images, <i>Ancestry.com</i> (http://www.ancestry.com
: accessed 16 Jan 2011); citing National Archives and Records Administration
microfilm T626, roll 488.</span></div>
</div>
<div id="edn10" style="mso-element: endnote;">
<div class="MsoEndnoteText" style="margin-bottom: 6.0pt;">
<span style="font-size: x-small;"><span class="MsoEndnoteReference"><span style="mso-special-character: footnote;"><span class="MsoEndnoteReference"><span style="font-family: "Calibri","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;">[10]</span></span></span></span></span> <span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 8.0pt;">Florida State Board of
Health, Bureau of Vital Statistics, death certificate State file no. 23594,
Registrar's no. 1368 (1941), Harry Edward Jackson.</span></div>
</div>
<div id="edn11" style="mso-element: endnote;">
<div class="MsoEndnoteText" style="margin-bottom: 6.0pt;">
<span style="font-size: x-small;"><span class="MsoEndnoteReference"><span style="mso-special-character: footnote;"><span class="MsoEndnoteReference"><span style="font-family: "Calibri","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;">[11]</span></span></span></span> </span><span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 8.0pt;">Interview of Harry’s
granddaughters by Sherri Hessick, 2002.</span></div>
</div>
<div id="edn12" style="mso-element: endnote;">
<div class="MsoEndnoteText" style="margin-bottom: 6.0pt;">
<span style="font-size: x-small;"><span class="MsoEndnoteReference"><span style="mso-special-character: footnote;"><span class="MsoEndnoteReference"><span style="font-family: "Calibri","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;">[12]</span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 8.0pt;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"> </span>North Carolina State
Board of Health, Office of Vital Statistics, death certificate 123 (1961),
Ethel Camilla Jackson Bridgham; digital image, Ancestry.com, "North
Carolina Death Certificates, 1909-1975,"(http://www.ancestry.com :
accessed 9 Jan 2011).</span></div>
</div>
<div id="edn13" style="mso-element: endnote;">
<div class="MsoEndnoteText" style="margin-bottom: 6.0pt;">
<span style="font-size: x-small;"><span class="MsoEndnoteReference"><span style="mso-special-character: footnote;"><span class="MsoEndnoteReference"><span style="font-family: "Calibri","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;">[13]</span></span></span></span></span> <span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 8.0pt;">Maine State Archives,
Albert Fayette Bridgham; digital image, Ancestry.com Operations, Inc., <i>Maine
Birth Records, 1621-1922</i> (http://www.ancestry.com : accessed 13 Feb
2013); "Pre 1892 Delayed Returns"; Roll #: 12.</span></div>
</div>
<div id="edn14" style="mso-element: endnote;">
<div class="MsoEndnoteText" style="margin-bottom: 6.0pt;">
<span style="font-size: x-small;"><span class="MsoEndnoteReference"><span style="mso-special-character: footnote;"><span class="MsoEndnoteReference"><span style="font-family: "Calibri","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;">[14]</span></span></span></span></span> <span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 8.0pt;">1940 U.S. census,
Norfolk County, Massachusetts, population schedule, Braintree, enumeration
district (ED) 11-10, sheet 2A, household 29, Albet F. Bridgham household;
digital images, <i>Ancestry.com</i> (http://ancestry.com : accessed 3 Aug
2012); citing National Archives and Records Administration microfilm T627, roll
1624.</span></div>
</div>
<div id="edn15" style="mso-element: endnote;">
<div class="MsoEndnoteText" style="margin-bottom: 6.0pt;">
<span style="font-size: x-small;"><span class="MsoEndnoteReference"><span style="mso-special-character: footnote;"><span class="MsoEndnoteReference"><span style="font-family: "Calibri","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;">[15]</span></span></span></span> </span><span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 8.0pt;">"U.S. City
Directories," database, <i>Ancestry.com</i> (http://www.ancestry.com
: accessed 5 Jul 2012), entry for Albert F. and Emily M. Bridgham; citing
Lothrop's Braintree Directory (1928), p 49.</span></div>
</div>
<div id="edn16" style="mso-element: endnote;">
<div class="MsoEndnoteText" style="margin-bottom: 6.0pt;">
<span style="font-size: x-small;"><span class="MsoEndnoteReference"><span style="mso-special-character: footnote;"><span class="MsoEndnoteReference"><span style="font-family: "Calibri","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;">[16]</span></span></span></span> </span><span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 8.0pt;">North Carolina State
Board of Health, Office of Vital Statistics, death certificate 123 (1961),
Ethel Camilla Jackson Bridgham; digital image, Ancestry.com, "North
Carolina Death Certificates, 1909-1975,"(http://www.ancestry.com :
accessed 9 Jan 2011).</span></div>
</div>
<div id="edn17" style="mso-element: endnote;">
<div class="MsoEndnoteText" style="margin-bottom: 6.0pt;">
<span style="font-size: x-small;"><span class="MsoEndnoteReference"><span style="mso-special-character: footnote;"><span class="MsoEndnoteReference"><span style="font-family: "Calibri","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;">[17]</span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 8.0pt;"> <i>Find a Grave</i>,
online index (http://www.findagrave.com : accessed 15 Feb 2013), entry for
Camilla J. Bridgham.</span></div>
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Board of Health, Office of Vital Statistics, death certificate 154 (1965),
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I scoured my vintage photos and found not one of a box factory nor of boxes. I did find many women in dangerously long skirts, but none of them were working. I was left with women in short skirts working and men at work but not working.<br />
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The photo above has an inscription on the back: "Dad <i>[Henderson Hessick]</i> when he worked for Huffmans." Henderson is my grandfather-in-law. He is the second man from the left, or the man standing on the left. We don't know who the Huffmans were or what he did for them, but whatever it was it must have involved using a pickaxe.<br />
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The above photo is my other grandfather-in-law. It, too, has an inscription but it simply says "Claude P. <i>[Parker]</i>". There are no clues of what the short building behind him may be or why he is standing in front of it. But he looks very proud in this photo and we do know that he was very handy with wood, so perhaps he was rebuilding this place. Could it be his first home? We may never know, but will continue to question.<br />
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This photo is one of my favorites. The little girl is my mother when she was 4 years old and the woman behind her is her grandmother. This is her first train ride, it was going from Chicago to North Brook. Great-Grama wrote"...and did we have fun. You bet. She enjoyed getting drinking water on train and a great kick out of the toilet." While neither Mom nor Great-Grama are working, the conductor that is helping Mom down is. And he is doing a fine job of it, too.<br />
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The above photo is Great-Grama again nearly 30 years later. It looks like she is preparing to enter a motel room. No, she is not working...the lady in the background appears to be a maid and she is working.<br />
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This is me mowing my grandparents' lawn. I was not paid for this hard labor, probably because my grandparents did not wish to be arrested for violation of the child labor laws. I can only assume that they used some sort of Tom Sawyer-like logic on me to get me to happily perform this work.<br />
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<br />Sherrihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03991552526356988301noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5411664088821252866.post-89113713108697916712013-02-22T14:58:00.002-07:002013-02-22T14:58:22.369-07:00The First RuleThe First Rule that every budding genealogist learns is to go from the Known to the Unknown. This week's Sepia Saturday prompt is taking us to the Unknowns in our photo collections and forcing us to take another long hard look at them to attempt bringing them into the Known.<br />
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When my Great-aunt Lillian Jackson Cornell Radlek (sister of the infamous <a href="http://allmyfamilytrees.blogspot.com/2013/02/no-time-for-uncle-lee.html" target="_blank">Uncle Lee</a> for whom I still have not found enough time) died a dozen years ago, her daughter sent me Lillian's photo collection. Many of those photos were identified, but some were not and I didn't recognize the names for a few that were. The subjects in the photos looked very different from the people I already knew, so I decided they must be relatives of one of Lillian's husbands, either Lloyd Elwood Cornell or Gustave Radlek. I did find a researcher of the Cornell family and sent him the photos, but he was unable to identify them. So, I am still in that uncomfortable state of unknown.<br />
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This first photo has an inscription on the back written in Swedish, Norwegian, or Danish (see the caption). According to Google Translate, the words "års dag" if written as two words is Swedish and Norwegian for "birthday". If you write it as one word, it means "anniversary" in both Swedish and Danish and means "year" in Norwegian. I initially thought that she was Anna Hansene Anderson Cornell, Lillian's first mother-in-law whose parents were born in Denmark. However, her birthdate is August 1876 which would have made her 79 in 1955. Also, the date is either 7 October or July 10, neither of which agrees with her August birthdate. So, either this is not Anna Hansene Anderson Cornell or the person writing on the back was misinformed. <br />
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The handsome devil above has a name, but I don't know who he is our how he fits into the family! I am desperate to place him in my family tree. Who wouldn't want that gorgeous DNA in their family?<br />
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The three photos above are of unknown babies, which are impossible to identify. The one in the center has the added distinction of including an unknown woman as well. The young boy on the left has an inscription on the back: "Merit". I have never heard of anyone with that name in our direct or collateral lines. He does, however, look remarkably like a cousin whose father is Lillian's maternal uncle which makes it possible that he is a child or grandchild of one of Lillian's aunts or uncles. (Take a deep breath here).<br />
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The photo of the boy and girl standing in front of an airplane is intriguing. There is part of a word written on the back which looks like "Buddy". That is the nick name that Uncle Lee's sisters called him when he was a boy, so this may be him! The inscription is to the right. What do you think, can I claim them?<br />
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This is another person that I would really like to claim as a blood relative. I think she is absolutely beautiful. There is nothing at all to identify her other than she was part of Lillian's photo collection.<br />
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The photo above is typical of the type of photos Lillian's mother and her grandmother loved to stage. I think that the woman with the tire around her neck may be my great-grandmother Frances (Lillian's mother) whom I have blogged about a few times. The woman next to her might be Anna of the 75 years, but I am only basing that guess on her spectacles. I have not a clue who the blond girl is nor where this farm is located.<br />
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Last but not least, the photo that I am using for my Blog header. This was in that same collection with no identifying marks. I don't know where this farm is nor who the woman that is hanging the sheets can be. But I claim it as part of my family tree and will defend it til my dying breath (or until someone proves me wrong).<br />
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Check out the <a href="http://sepiasaturday.blogspot.com/2013/02/sepia-saturday-165-23-february-2013.html" target="_blank">Sepia Saturday</a> blog to see other unknowns. Perhaps you will find something that you can claim for your own.<br />
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I'm afraid I don't have any turtles or tortoises to share, although I do remember that we had a couple of those tiny turtles with painted shells when we were children. As far as I know, there were never any photos taken of them. Therefore, I was forced to kick-off with the pipes theme.<br />
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This photo is my great-uncle Lloyd Edward (Lee) Jackson and his eldest sister, Signa Aileen (Jackson) Bedillion. Lee was born 15 May 1920 in Rockland, Massachusetts. He was the youngest child and only boy in the family and from all accounts he was quite a character. It appears he was encouraged in his eccentricity since he was a baby, evidenced by the pipe placed in his mouth in this photo.<br />
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In later years, Lee became a renowned scrimshaw artist in Tennessee. That pipe given to him as a baby seems to have stuck with him. <br />
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And if you're looking for a military theme, here is Lee with his jump team looking like they're getting ready to go up in an airplane and jump out. He was in the U.S. Army 82nd Airborne Division from 1942 to 1945.<br />
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All these photos of Uncle Lee has made me want to write more about him, but I don't have time now to do him justice. He will definitely be the object of one of my future blog posts, however, when there will be More Time for Uncle Lee. <br />
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Sherrihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03991552526356988301noreply@blogger.com17tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5411664088821252866.post-68029562516731077102013-02-10T03:35:00.000-07:002013-02-10T12:35:19.202-07:00Black Sheep Sunday: Philanderer, Deadbeat, Kidnapper, and Child TraffickerJames Proctor Clark and Caledonia (Callie) Adeline Hurt were married on 20 June 1910 in Louisville, Jefferson County, Kentucky. They had three sons: James Proctor (Jim) Jr., Joseph Woodrow, and Norwood Francis. The family moved frequently between 1910 and 1918, first to Covington, Kentucky, then back to Louisville, and finally to Dayton, Ohio. While in Dayton, Callie obtained a divorce in April 1918 on the grounds of cruelty, neglect and abandonment and was awarded full custody of the boys. Although the court did not order visitation rights for Proctor, Callie allowed him to see them from time to time.<br />
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Finding herself the sole support of the children, Callie went to work at Dayton Wright Airplane Company sewing fabric on the airplanes. There were no daycare centers for children of working mothers in those days. The judge that granted the divorce suggested that the three boys be placed in St. Joseph’s Orphanage while she was at work. They usually resided at the orphanage during the day, but occasionally were there overnight when their mother worked the 12 hour shift.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>Female employees of the Dayton-Wright Airplane Company<br />working on the skeleton of an aircraft wing at Plant 1<br />February 23, 1918</i></td></tr>
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The nun in charge of the orphanage did not trust Proctor and warned Callie not to allow him access to the children. However, for reasons unknown, Callie continued to allow the father to visit their children at the orphanage. In November 1918, the boys were playing in the orphanage’s yard when Proctor arrived and “induced them to come to the street and enter an automobile.” Jim was seven, Joseph was five, and Francis was two when they were abducted.<br />
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Proctor was living with Irene Clarke, who was named in the divorce, and their infant son George (Oscar) at the time of the abduction. Irene and George fled to Iowa with Proctor and his sons where they opened a restaurant. Proctor eventually told the boys that their mother was dead. The restaurant went bankrupt and the family left town owing money. They repeated this pattern in several other towns until they arrived in Monroe, Louisiana where Proctor changed his name to Charles Williams and opened a grocery.<br />
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In 1922, Jim’s father sold the eleven year old to a farmer in El Dorado, Arkansas as a laborer. Jim ran away from the farmer and made his way to Natchez, Mississippi where he was apprehended by the sheriff. He told his story, including that he was told his mother was dead. Jim remembered his mother’s and grandmother’s names in Louisville which allowed the Natchez Chief of Police M. P. Ryan to locate them and inform them that Jim was found. Callie, by now remarried to Eddie (Les) Reid and living in Louisville, immediately left for Natchez, a two-day trip by train, to be reunited with her eldest son.<br />
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Chief Ryan of Natchez traced Charles Williams to Monroe. The Monroe chief of police established that Charles Williams was living in Monroe with several children and took temporary custody of them. Callie took Jim with her to Monroe to determine whether those were her other two sons. The younger boys were turned over to her on September 29, 1922 after proof of custody was provided from the Dayton courts.<br />
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The Monroe police received another telegram on that same day from Mr. and Mrs. Jean Clarke, parents of Irene and grandparents of 4-year-old Oscar. They were on their way to Monroe from Dayton to "take charge" of their daughter and grandson and were expected to explain the "cryptic message to hold Mrs. Irene Clarke and boy."<br />
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The Dayton court set out a warrant for Proctor’s arrest but before the arrest could be made, James Proctor Clark, Irene Clarke, and their son Oscar disappeared leaving behind several hundred dollars worth of groceries and other goods. The expected explanation from Irene's parents was never reported in the tabloids.<br />
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Callie and the children returned to Louisville, Kentucky. She lived in Kentucky until her death in 1993 at 100 years of age.<br />
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The boys never saw their father again, however there were some reports of him in later years. One was in the summer of 1936 when he introduced himself to a nephew in Bardstown, Kentucky and said he was there to “have a last look around.” Another time was in Chicago where he was reportedly a painter in the 1940s. He may have returned to Dayton, living with a woman that was not Irene, from 1933 to 1948. His son Francis (now named Steve) received a letter from the Social Security Administration stating that Proctor died in January 1962.<br />
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James Proctor Clark, Sr.: philanderer, deadbeat, kidnapper and child trafficker–my 2nd cousin twice removed and the blackest sheep I hope to find in my family tree. He sounds like a very shady character, indeed. I have to admit that I'm glad I don't share much DNA with him.<br />
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<b>Bibliography</b><br />
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<li>Louisiana: <i>New Orleans States</i> newspaper, “Mrs. Reed Finds Kidnaped Boys”, September 27, 1922, page 19, column 7 (http://www.genealogybank.com).</li>
<li>Louisiana: <i>Times-Picayune</i> newspaper, “Woman Recovers Sons ‘Kidnaped’ Four Years Ago”, September 29, 1922, page 1, column 2 and page 2, column 8 (http://www.genealogybank.com).</li>
<li>Clark, Richard Lee. “Down on the Creek”, Louisville, Kentucky (1996), p. 5-6, 26-30.</li>
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<br />Sherrihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03991552526356988301noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5411664088821252866.post-11129974346682964872013-02-07T00:50:00.000-07:002013-02-07T00:50:44.415-07:00Growing up in SkokieMy great-grandparents, Peter and Catherine (Lochner) Heinz, purchased a house with an attached tavern
sometime between 1930 and 1935. Located in the Chicago suburb of Skokie, the tavern was named the Skokie Inn and later changed to the Skokie Club. Peter allowed his customers to drink on credit and at the time of his death on December 5, 1942 there were more I.O.U.s in the cash drawer than cash.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>Peter and Catherine Heinz's house. The Skokie Inn was situated<br /> just behind the house and was joined by a breezeway.</i></td></tr>
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When my grandparents divorced in 1943, Grandma Dorothy and her three daughters (ages six, seven and nine) moved in with the recently widowed Catherine. Catherine helped the small family by providing them a home on the second floor of the house and Dorothy helped Catherine in the tavern. <br />
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There really was no good place to play at the house; there was no backyard and the tavern grounds mostly consisted of parking lot. During the winter, the girls would throw snowballs at passing cars. Unfortunately for them, they got caught. They had to face the driver and their mother in the kitchen at home. Dorothy was so embarrassed that she paid the man $15 and the girls had to work to pay her back.<br />
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Another favorite pastime for the girls was to go into the tavern's kitchen after school to dance with Cobb the cook. The girls would dance on his feet to the music on the radio. It was a sad day for them when Cobb left for another job.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>Peter and Cobb taking a break outside the <br />Skokie Inn about 1940. The girls don't know <br />if "Cobb" was his first or last name.</i></td></tr>
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In November 1945, Vincent Heinz (their father) petitioned the court for more liberal visitation rights. He and his new wife had purchased a home and were leasing a tavern in Chicago located on the same street as the Skokie Inn. Vince filed a second petition placing some restrictions on the girls–they were to stay out of the tavern part of the premises in Skokie and were to be in bed by 10 p.m. every night. Up until that time the girls (now age 9, 10, and 12) had free run of the house and tavern. They were not appreciative of the restrictions placed upon them by the court. I find it interesting that these restrictions were place on them in relation to their mother's residence by the request of their father who also operated a tavern.<br />
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Dorothy and her girls lived in the Skokie house for six years. They moved to Galesburg, Illinois in 1949 when Dorothy married again. Although they had an unconventional upbringing for that period of time, they were loved and knew it.<br />
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The inspiration for this post came from this week's Sepia Saturday challenge. The image prompt has snow,
lamp-posts, long coats, barrels, and buildings, with snow being the most
prominent feature. I have to admit that I was a little intimidated by
this one. You see, I am a desert rat. I have lived most of my life (at
least since the age of 3) in either southern Texas or southern Arizona.
It almost never snows in either of those places and that's the way I
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after some anxious pondering, my mother came to the rescue again. She
was born and raised in northern Illinois where they get lots and lots of
snow. And I remembered this photo of her and her sisters at the
approximate ages of eleven, nine, and eight (Mom is in the middle and is
the oldest).<br />
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Although it is not visible in the photo, the girls
are standing in front of the house that was attached to the Skokie Inn. There is a Schlitz sign behind the girls
advertising that the tavern served Schlitz on tap. There is another
partial sign behind them. If you examine the photo below, a little
closer shot of that sign, you can see "Atla..." above the word "Tave...".
This must be a sign for Tavern Pale Beer which was brewed by Atlantic
Brewing Co. (I found an interesting history for this brewery on <a href="http://home.comcast.net/%7Ebeerlabel/chic1_files/Page1808.htm">Bob Kay Beer Labels</a>).
Tavern Pale Beer was produced in kegs for the tavern trade. This sign
was advertising that the Skokie Inn served Tavern Pale Beer. The signs
are not lamp-posts, but Alan gives us license to interpret his prompts any way we wish so I have decided to let them stand in for lamp-posts. I
found no photos of barrels in my collection of family photos, but we
can all imagine the kegs of beer in the tavern that would look like
barrels.<br />
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<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qRpUFyDxUss/URM_l3hE14I/AAAAAAAABS4/U0bi85d_1YM/s1600/HEINZ+Catherine+%28Lochner%29+Skokie+Inn.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="274" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qRpUFyDxUss/URM_l3hE14I/AAAAAAAABS4/U0bi85d_1YM/s320/HEINZ+Catherine+%28Lochner%29+Skokie+Inn.jpg" width="320" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>Catherine (Lochner) Heinz standing in front of the house<br />in the 1940s. Note the partial sign behind her.</i></td></tr>
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I think I hit on all the elements of this week's Sepia Saturday prompt, even if I had to stretch it a little. And I hope you were entertained by the story. Just to show you that it does sometimes snow here in southern Arizona, here is a photo of the one and only White Christmas I have ever had.<br />
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Sherrihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03991552526356988301noreply@blogger.com17tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5411664088821252866.post-65347190125738421832013-02-05T23:36:00.000-07:002013-02-05T23:53:47.314-07:00Is it Tech Tuesday or Thankful Thursday?If you are here, you know that I just moved my blog. This whole process started because I noticed that other blogs I visited had white borders around their uploaded images and mine did not. I emailed Wendy of <a href="http://jollettetc.blogspot.com/">Jollett etc.</a> (one of my first followers) asking her how she did it on hers. Through a few back-and-forth emails, we figured out that some Blogger templates allowed you to configure borders around images and some did not. The one she was using (Simple) allowed them and the one I was using (Picture Window) did not. Since I really, really love borders around my images, I decided that I would have to change my template. And since I was changing my template, I decided to take the plunge and redesign/refocus my blog–something I had been thinking about doing for some time but was too scared to try.<br />
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For the <b>Tech Tuesday</b> portion of this post, I will share with you what Wendy and I learned from this exercise:<br />
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I didn't want to change my blog title without changing its URL because people expect the blog URL to reflect the blog title, for example my old blog "My Mother's Family" URL was mymothersfamily.blogspot.com. However, I was afraid that if I changed the URL, I would lose my followers. It turns out that settings in the Blogger Dashboard let you change both the blog title and the blog URL without losing a thing! My Google Followers came along for the ride, but the Networked Blog followers did not. I will have to hope that they realize I moved and follow me to the new site. The downside of retaining the Google Followers is that everyone that is set up to receive email notifications when there is a new post got a notification for every single one of my posts as if they were new. Lesson learned: this is not something you would want to do if you have hundreds of posts.<br />
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Another consideration is that if there are any links to your old blog URL anywhere on the web, they will be broken. I knew of a couple of them and emailed the site owners letting them know to change their links. To accommodate the links I could not change, for example the <a href="http://sepiasaturday.blogspot.co.uk/">Sepia Saturday</a> Linky List, I had to get a little more creative. I ended up creating a <u>new</u> blog with my <u>old</u> URL (mymothersfamily.blogspot.com) with one post saying I moved. And for those links to specific pages in my old blog, I created a Custom Page Not Found in Settings directing folks to my new blog address. It works perfectly!<br />
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Now for the <b>Thankful Thursday</b> portion of this post. Although she didn't really know much, if any, more than I did about the tech side of blogging, <a href="http://jollettetc.blogspot.com/">Wendy</a> took time to help me figure it out. Between the two of us we brain-stormed ideas and came up with solutions and we both learned a few new things. Thank you, <a href="http://jollettetc.blogspot.com/">Wendy</a>!<br />
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<br />Sherrihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03991552526356988301noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5411664088821252866.post-50333082297784424932013-02-04T22:09:00.000-07:002013-02-04T22:09:53.088-07:00Expanding My World (well, the Blog part of it anyway)I've been blogging for a year and a half now. It's been sporadic, but I still manage to publish a story now and then.<br />
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When I started "My Mother's Family" I didn't really know how I was going to use this venue and decided to restrict it to posts about my mother's side of the family hence the name. But I found myself posting about my father's side sometimes and I want to post about my husband's family, too. So...since I have changed the purpose of the blog I have given it an entirely new look and a new name. It is now "All My Family Trees".<br />
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I hope I didn't mess up any links or followers. Thank you to all that read my blog. I hope that I will continue to entertain and maybe even educate you a little.<br />
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I've been looking for an opportunity to show off this photo of my mom dressed funny. Look at those pants! But she is wearing a hat that I can loosely call a cap which qualifies this for the challenge.<br />
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This is her mom, my grandma, wearing a real cap. Nothing was written on the back of this photo and nobody seems to remember the dog which might help identify the time and place. I'm hoping that this blog post will prompt family members to search their memories and help me out. I think she's about 17 in this photo, which would put it in about 1930.<br />
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This last one is her mom, my great-grandma, whom you have seen many times before. She is wearing a hat (which I count as a cap) and she is riding a bicycle. A two-fer if I ever saw one! Shep, the family dog, is walking beside her. She wrote on the back "I won the race".<br />
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This is an old postcard that has been in our family for nearly a century. The center man staring at the camera is my great-grandfather Harry Jackson. He was a Railroad Fireman and Locomotive Engineer for the New York, New Haven and Hartford Railroad from before 1908 to 1941. Nothing was ever written on the postcard and it is undated, but I would hazard a guess that it was taken in the 1920s. Everyone in the family has always been so fascinated that one of our relatives was pictured on a postcard that we never even noticed that they were standing in front of a train wreck! <br />
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I found myself surfing over to the Sepia Saturday website this evening and saw that yesterday's prompt was what looks like a 1950s photo of a woman sitting at the beach. That reminded me of several family photos I have of bathing beauties in the early 1920s.<br />
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The darling girl standing with the pointed toe in the picture below is my grandmother Dorothy with her sisters Signa and Lillian and her mother, my great-grandmother, Frances. This was probably Nantasket Beach, Massachusetts taken about 1921.<br />
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This photo must have been taken around the same time...it is of my great-grandmother Frances and she is wearing the same bathing suit as the one above. It was also probably at Nantasket Beach in Massachusetts since that was a favorite bathing spot for the family in the early 20th century.<br />
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This next photo is Frances' sister Jennie around the late 1910s/early 1920s. This must be in cooler weather because nobody is wearing a bathing suit.<br />
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If you want to see more bathing beauties, and a few bathing hunks, from days gone by, visit my blog post <a href="http://mymothersfamily.blogspot.com/2011/10/swimsuit-edition-uh-sports-center.html">Swimsuit Edition (uh, Sports Center Saturday?)</a> from October 2011.<br />
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Today was the monthly meeting of the <a href="http://pimacountygenealogysociety.blogspot.com/">Pima County Genealogy Society</a>. Although I live in Arizona, the only relatives I have that were born here are my children. Every one of my ancestors lived and died in the Midwest or New England states. So, why do I care about the local genealogy society, you might ask? Well...I'll tell you.<br />
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First, a little background. If you have been following my blog, you know that I uploaded a photo that I believed was taken in Kennebunk, Maine about 1900 in my post "<a href="http://mymothersfamily.blogspot.com/2011/09/wordless-wednesday-julianna-marie.html">Wordless Wednesday - Julianna Marie (Rasmusdatter, Christenson) Bye</a>". A reader asked me if the building in the background was still standing, and I have been trying to find out ever since (see "<a href="http://mymothersfamily.blogspot.com/2011/11/those-places-thursday-is-that-building.html">Those Places Thursday - Is That Building Still Standing?</a>") with no success. Today's <a href="http://pimacountygenealogysociety.blogspot.com/">PCGS</a> program included a presentation on Google search tips. One of the many things I learned at that meeting was that you can upload a photo from your PC to Google images and search for similar images. If you are lucky, you just might find other photos of that object or place that will identify what and where it is. You can guess that I rushed right home and uploaded that image.<br />
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First, I uploaded the entire photo. The Google image search found that exact photo on my blog, and then gave me some interesting "visually similar images". One of those led me to an image at the <a href="http://www.jerseyhistory.org/collection_details.php?recid=51">New Jersey Historical Society</a> website of two men with bicycles standing in front of a house that had been lifted off its foundation by a tornado in 1895 and dropped back down on its cellar. The house toppled over because it wasn't aligned properly. Go take a look at it...it's really interesting.<br />
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Next, I cropped out the people and uploaded just the building portion of the image (the top floor and the roof). This time Google returned very different "visually similar images", most of which were of ships and planes.<br />
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While my search did not get the desired results, it was fun and interesting and I plan on trying it on other images as well.<br />
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The other presentation at today's meeting was on newspapers. I have been relatively successful in finding newspaper articles on my family by using GenealogyBank.com or NewspaperArchive.com. However, I have scanned copies of two newspaper articles that I have not been able to locate the newspaper in which they appeared (the original articles were cut out of the newspaper and the source was not cited). One is an article about my grandfather being arrested for bootlegging; the only clue I have is that his age stated in the article dates it between November 1942 and November 1943 and they gave the location of the still (in his home in Skokie, Illinois). The other article is about my uncle that was shot down over France in WW II and listed as MIA. The article published a letter of commendation sent to my grandparents by his commanding officer; the only clues I have is that I know he was shot down in June 1943 and my grandparents did not receive notice that he was alive until November 1943, and it mentioned that my grandparents lived in St. Augustine, Illinois.<br />
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I used some of the techniques that were taught at our meeting. We learned to Google "<i>town name</i>" newspaper (e.g. "Skokie" newspaper) to find websites for the newspapers servicing that town. Going to the newspaper websites gives you directions on how to find old articles in their archives. This usually involves contacting someone at the newspaper via email or regular mail.<br />
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There are many, many more tips we learned for using the Google search engine and for finding newspapers which I would have never found if I had not attended my local genealogy society's meeting today. If you are fortunate enough to have a genealogy society operating in your town, I highly recommend you look into the benefits they offer to their members. If you don't know what societies are close to you, try looking on the <a href="http://www.censusfinder.com/genealogy-society-directory.htm">Genealogy Society Directory</a> or <a href="http://www.cyndislist.com/societies/">Cyndi's List Societies & Groups</a>. <br />
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First, <b>read the field helps and project instructions</b> before you start indexing any new project. Then, you <b>MUST read the project updates</b> and check them frequently for additions. This is crucial. The project updates are created after the project has been released and provide clarification and additional detailed instructions. They also have a link to a presentation on "How to Index the 1940 Census" and a link to "Lists of US Counties and Cities" (helpful to find the correct spelling of a place name) under the Additional Helps tab. Be sure to click on all the tabs to see if there is anything new in them. The <a href="https://www.familysearch.org/learn/wiki/en/FamilySearch_Indexing:_US%E2%80%941940_Federal_Census,_Project_Updates">1940 Census Project Updates</a> are accessible from the Project Instructions tab when working on your batch. Yes, this takes time, but if you don't read the instructions you have no hope of accurately indexing.<br />
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This reminds me of another tip to increase your accuracy...Fourth, don't be afraid to zoom in on the page so that the writing is easier to read. Sometimes I need to zoom into 100% or even 125% to tell if a letter is an "o" or an "a", an "e" or an "i", or if a low letter (like a "g" or "y") from the row above is making the letters below look odd. There is no disgrace in admitting that you do not have telescopic vision. Blow that puppy up as high as you need to decipher the handwriting.<br />
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<li><u>Number of Household:</u> This is where the alignment of highlights become important. The program automatically repeats the value of the row above in this field. Enter the first household number (remember that you can look at the previous image to get this value if it is a continuation of the last household) then tap your keyboard's down arrow key <b>watching your highlights</b> while doing so. When you reach the next household, change the number to the new household and continue to tap the down arrow key until you reach the bottom. Ctrl-Home to return to the top and tab over to the next column.</li>
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If you haven't begun indexing yet, what are you waiting for? It is fun, easy, and fast. And, yes, you will probably (definitely) make some mistakes, but you will improve with practice and you get the satisfaction of knowing that you are helping a <b>lot</b> of people either find their missing relatives or discover some new information about them that brings them back to life. Getting started is easy...go to the <a href="https://the1940census.com/">1940 U.S. Census Community Project site</a>, click on the blue Get Started button, and follow the instructions. There are even weekly contests that qualify you to be entered into drawings to win Kindle Fires, iPads, and Visa gift cards. Go on, give it a try. The more volunteers we have, the sooner the census will be searchable for everyone.<br />
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On Sunday, December 7, 1941, Otho Masterson was at his cousin's home celebrating his 19th birthday when they heard the news on the radio: the Japanese had bombed Pearl Harbor. He was working as a night watchman at the time, but due to a work reduction he was laid off in February 1942. As it so happened, the December 1941 issue of Otho's favorite magazine, <i>Popular Mechanics</i>, had published an article about the Boeing B-17 bombers and described all the positions of pilot, co-pilot, navigator, engineer, radio operator, and turret gunners in back. He decided right then that he wanted to be an engineer on a B-17 and enlisted in the Army Air Corps on March 19, 1942. The 384th Bomb Group was activated on December 1, 1942 with a 10-man crew; Staff Sergeant Otho Masterson was the Flight Engineer.<br />
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The flight engineer on a B-17 was the mechanic. He would sit in the cockpit between the pilot and co-pilot right behind the controls. But he also pulled double-duty as the top turret gunner during combat.<br />
The 384th established its home base in Grafton-Underwood, England. Otho's crew flew its first mission on June 22, 1943 targeting a General Motors Truck Factory in Antwerp, Belgium. The <i>Picadilly Commando</i>, as they affectionately named their aircraft, was damaged on this mission. They flew their second mission four days later, heading for Villacoublay Airfield in Paris where a German Air Depot was located. Five planes were lost on this mission, among them the plane being flown by Otho and his crew.<br />
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They reached the target about 6 p.m. but did not release the bombs due to heavy clouds. Suddenly, the number one engine was hit by enemy fighters, then the number three engine was hit and they both were on fire. The pilot gave the order to bail out at approximately 11,000 feet. The aircraft crews were told that as the Allies parachuted out of their planes, the German fighters would circle them and radio to the army guns on the ground their locations so that they would be captured almost immediately upon landing on the ground. As Otho jumped out of his plane, he was determined that he would not be spotted and decided to wait until he reached the clouds at about 2,000 feet. His free-fall was the most amazing experience he experienced in his life. He was on his back at about a 45 degree angle with his head down and slowly circling. When he turned his head to look around, he would start to spin like a top. Otho pulled his rip-chord as he went through the clouds. He had a moment of panic when the chute did not open immediately. He must have blacked out for a few seconds because the next thing he knew he was sitting in the parachute looking at the ground.<br />
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Otho landed on the edge of the Remboulay Forest on the south side of Paris. He got out of his parachute and ran across the stretch of land to a gully where he was able to hide under some bushes. A Frenchman had seen him coming down and ran to where he left the parachute to hide it from the Germans. Very soon after, he heard German troops searching for him, but they did not find him.<br />
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Otho lie in that gully from Saturday evening to early Monday morning when he finally got up and walked to the edge of the woods. There he met a Frenchman that spoke a little English. This man told him to give him his uniform and he gave Otho some civilian cloths, a map, and some food and drink. Standing orders for all downed airmen was to find their way to Spain, turn themselves in to a policeman and get thrown in jail. Every two weeks the American consul made his rounds of all the jails in Spain, rescued the soldiers and returned them to England. Otho followed the map given to him by the Frenchman by walking only at night. Occupied France was overrun with Germans everywhere. There were only about four hours of darkness in which he could make progress towards his destination. The food and drink lasted a few days. When it ran out, he would make himself known at the farmhouse after stopping for the day, get something to eat, and go on. He walked for almost two weeks and made it about halfway to Spain. On July 10, 1943, he stopped at the wrong farmhouse--the farmer gave him something to eat and by the time he was through eating the German soldiers were there. The Gestapo paid $400 for turning in American soldiers.<br />
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Otho was taken to Frenz Prison in Paris and charged as a spy. He was placed in solitary confinement and was fed a half a loaf of bread and a little bowl of soup a day. The Gestapo regularly interrogated him about who helped him, gave him clothes, food, water. Every morning a minimum of 20 Frenchmen were taken before a firing squad while he was there. After enduring this for nine weeks, they placed him in the regular POW system in Germany. He weighed about 80 pounds by the time he was transferred.<br />
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It was now mid-September 1943; Otho had been shot down and reported as MIA on June 26th. His family back home still did not know if he was alive or dead. *Otho's story will be continued next week.<br />
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Seventeen year old Otho and his family are listed on the 1940 Census (see my posts <a href="http://mymothersfamily.blogspot.com/2012/04/im-making-history-and-you-can-too.html">I'm Making History!!! And You Can, Too!</a> and <a href="http://mymothersfamily.blogspot.com/2012/04/its-1940do-you-know-where-your-parents.html">It's 1940...Do You Know Where Your Parents Are?</a>). You can help others find their relatives in the census by joining the <a href="https://the1940census.com/">1940 U.S. Census Community Project </a>and volunteering to index.<br />
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I wrote about finding Dad's census record in a previous post: "<a href="http://mymothersfamily.blogspot.com/2012/04/im-making-history-and-you-can-too.html">I'm Making History!!! And You Can Too!</a>". They lived in a small rural area and which made it easy to find them. The highest grade his parents had completed was 7th. We knew that Grandpa didn't make much past 6th grade, but we didn't know Grandma didn't either. Grandpa was always a stickler for education...in 1940, all six of his children were in school. The oldest had completed 10th grade and the youngest, being in 1st grade at the time, had not yet completed any. It is interesting to me to note that at least four of the six children went on to some form of higher education beyond high school, which they attributed to Grandpa's love of education. Some day I will blog more about him. He was an awesome guy.<br />
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Mom was a little more difficult to locate. She lived in the Chicago area but she wasn't quite sure exactly which town they lived in 1940. I made a few passes on the One Step tool--the first one gave me a choice of nine EDs! I finally narrowed the possibilities down to three. I found her on the second one I chose to search and she was on page 26 of 61. They were renting their home for $25 month. Grandpa only completed 8th grade, but Grandma made it through 3 years of High School! Mom was the only one of the children in school yet and she had completed first grade. I think the enumerator made an error there...she was only six years old and her birthday is in November so she couldn't have started school early. Interestingly, they lived in Des Plaines in 1935, not one of the towns we knew they ever lived in. Grandpa was a bartender in a tavern and had made $1300 in 1939. That's significantly higher than the national median for men ($956)!<br />
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<br />Sherrihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03991552526356988301noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5411664088821252866.post-16337220417581164032012-04-03T13:43:00.000-07:002016-12-03T21:03:00.174-07:00I'm Making History!!! And You Can, Too!For the past several days, I have blogged about the launch of the 1940
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indexed it. The event was even featured on the CBS Evening News. You can read what they are saying and watch the video <a href="http://www.cbsnews.com/news/1940-census-data-causes-modern-tech-mess/" target="_blank">here</a>.<br />
<br />I spent the day at the Family History Center celebrating. We played big band music, ate yummy 1940s treats, and indexed! Some of us dressed in 1940s period clothing--we even had a couple of Rosie Riveters. A few folks came in to register with the <a href="https://the1940census.com/">1940 Census Community Project</a> and to learn how to index. We weren't able to download any batches from the 1940 census until around 3:30 p.m., but we were able to practice on other projects and to teach the "newbies" while we waited. It was a truly memorable day.<br />
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The 1940 census images are incredibly clear and easy to read. I have been indexing for over a year and a half and I have never seen projects this easy. Indexing goes really fast when you can actually read it! <br />
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It was a little disappointing that the images were not accessible from the <a href="http://1940census.archives.gov/">1940census.archives.gov</a> website as expected, but completely understandable. Anyone that has lived through any kind of electronic launch knows that something <u>always</u> goes wrong on the first day. But the good, and tired, folks at National Archives and Records Administration (NARA) and <a href="http://www.archives.com/">Archives.com </a>were working furiously to correct the problem. I think it is mostly fixed now and they will make further enhancements today to help ensure it doesn't crash again.<br />
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Ancestry.com was also uploading the images to their website and doing it very quickly! Remember that they are offering the images for free until October 2013. You can track their progress at their <a href="http://www.ancestry.com/1940-census">1940 Census</a> page (click on "<a href="http://www.ancestry.com/t25627/rd.ashx">Browse images from the 1940 census</a>" and scroll down to the bottom to see which states are complete, in process, or coming soon). You can also give them your email address to be notified when your state is uploaded (scroll down to the "Stay in the Loop in 1940" box and click on the underlined words "...giving us your email address today"). But since none of my states are Completed, In Process*, or even Coming Soon! on Ancestry yet, I will not be checking out that service for a while.<br />
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I did download the image for my paternal grandparents and their family from the <a href="http://1940census.archives.gov/">1940census.archives.gov</a> website this morning! I had a reasonable expectation that they lived in St. Augustine, Knox county, Illinois which is a rural area. By using the <a href="http://stevemorse.org/census/unified.html">Unified 1940 Census ED Finder</a>, I narrowed St. Augustine down to two Enumeration Districts (EDs). I then selected the radio button for "1940 Census Pages", clicked on the first ED 48-37, and was redirected to the images for that ED on the <a href="http://1940census.archives.gov/">1940census.archives.gov</a> website.<br />
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<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DEv1l4b2QXg/T3tNYcX2sgI/AAAAAAAAAoA/Zoy1zVHhXfw/s1600/Unified+1940+ED+Finder+St+Augustine+annotated.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="370" src="https://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DEv1l4b2QXg/T3tNYcX2sgI/AAAAAAAAAoA/Zoy1zVHhXfw/s640/Unified+1940+ED+Finder+St+Augustine+annotated.jpg" width="640" /></a></div>
Luckily for me, that ED only has 20 pages so I figured it wouldn't take
too much time to go through it page by page. Luckier still, my
grandfather's household was on the bottom of the first page and the top
of the third page! It took me about 2 minutes to find them!<br />
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The census revealed some interesting facts about them that I was not aware of before now. Grandpa died of "cardiac exhaustion brought on by silicosis" in 1943. He contracted the silicosis from working in a pottery factory for many years. My father thought that the family moved to St. Augustine to live on a farm as farming was the only work Grandpa could do because of the illness. But the 1940 census says that he was not living on a farm, he was unable to work, and his occupation was Paster in the pottery industry. Furthermore, he owned their home valued at $1200. My grandmother was apparently the wage earner in the family that year, she was an inspector at an overall factory. She earned $565 in 1939 which is close to the median annual income for women ($592). Interestingly, my grandparents and their two eldest children lived in Abingdon, Knox county, Illinois in 1935, yet the four younger children (enumerated on the top of the next page) were living in the "Same Place" which means the same town as in 1940 (St. Augustine), but not the same house.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Downloaded census <a href="http://stevemorse.org/census/viewer1940.html?state=IL&county=48&ed=37">image</a> from <a href="http://1940census.archives.gov/">1940census.archives.gov</a> via <a href="http://stevemorse.org/#us">One-Step</a> tool.</td></tr>
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Now, to get back to the Making History part. You can join the <a href="https://the1940census.com/">1940 Census Project</a> and index some census records, too. Not only will you be making history but you will also be helping others to locate their families. As an additional incentive, the <a href="http://the1940census.com/">1940 Census Project</a> has a weekly contest that qualifies participants to be entered into a weekly drawing for awesome prizes. A new challenge has been issued this week. All you have to do is download and complete one 1940 U.S. Census batch by 11:59 p.m. MST (10:59 p.m. Arizona time) on Sunday, April 8. By doing so, you will be entered into the drawing for an Amazon Kindle Fire! If you are not registered as an indexer with a society, you will also need to go to the <a href="https://the1940census.com/blog/games-prizes/">1940 Census Project Games and Prizes page</a> to opt-in. Check out their blog post "<span style="font-size: small;"><a href="https://the1940census.com/weekly-contest-week-april-2/">Weekly Contest – Week of April 2</a>" </span>for details and links. When you create your FamilySearch account, please enter "Pima County Genealogy Society" as your group.<br />
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