tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27288278994601605622024-03-19T04:21:46.227-04:00Sandi's Family History BlogSandihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08795174786840443769noreply@blogger.comBlogger40125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2728827899460160562.post-7432715689985141512014-02-10T18:35:00.001-05:002014-02-10T18:36:36.328-05:00Claudia Overington Newman Gammon, 1925-2014<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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As I said in my last post, my grandmother Claudia passed away on February 8. I wanted to write a bit about her life, so here's my attempt.</div>
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She was born Claudia Overington Newman on June 2, 1925 in New York. Her parents were Claudia "Poppy" Overington and Glenn T. Newman.<br />
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The story is that Poppy was attending Hood College, and a friend wanted to go on a date but couldn't go alone. So Poppy went with her friend, and her friend's date brought Glenn, who was at Annapolis, where I believe he was at the military academy. But Poppy missed the train back to school and didn't get back until well after curfew and so she was expelled. Facing disgrace, her family encouraged her to marry Glenn and so they were married on June 14, 1924.<br />
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By the time my grandmother was four or five years old, Glenn and Poppy had divorced. Poppy and my grandmother moved in with Poppy's parents at the Overington house, Oaklands, in Frankford, Philadelphia. Poppy worked as a stenographer at a railroad office and her parents took care of my grandmother during the day. She told me once that when she'd been learning to talk she'd started calling her grandfather Grinnie, and the name stuck. And her grandmother at some point or other became Minnie. She seemed to have happy memories of her childhood at Oaklands.<br />
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When she was eight years old, her mother married Edgar Jones, known as Casey. They continued to live at Oaklands for some time. By 1940 Poppy was working as a secretary for security brokers and Casey was a salesman for a manufacturing company. My grandmother grew up in a mansion with servants. She attended services in a church her ancestors had helped to found. Her grandparents regularly took her to the beach at Atlantic City, New Jersey. Her childhood was one of decaying privilege, as the family fortune was nearing exhaustion by the time she was born. Her grandfather had failed to pay his taxes and the city arranged that he could keep his property as long as he was alive, but once he passed away they would take the house. He lived until 1950, and by the time the house was torn down in 1953 it was in such an advanced state of disrepair that I have to assume that its condition and subsequent condemnation was due to the family's inability to keep it up, or perhaps they did not care to since they knew they wouldn't be staying.<br />
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At any rate, my grandmother graduated from Frankford High School in 1942 and went away to Albion College in Michigan to study biology. While she was there, a bunch of new Army recruits were there for a ten week training program. There she met one from Los Angeles - my grandfather, Howard Gammon.<br />
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In 2011 my father and I interviewed my grandmother about a few things using my cellphone as a recorder. She'd already had her stroke and had difficulty focusing but she was delighted to talk about how her parents met, and how she and my grandfather had met and gotten married. She got roped into a blind double date much like her mother had. "I was horrified," she said. "I had to go out and go, of all things, on a scavenger hunt and things like this with an absolutely blind date - somebody in the army that I didn't know from Adam!"<br />
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I'm not sure of the exact story but at some point or other they got engaged, I believe before my grandfather got shipped off to a military base in California. My grandmother went with her grandmother to a department store to buy her wedding dress, which was made of cotton. They got the dress pressed at a Chinese laundry. My grandmother had wanted a petticoat to wear under the dress but couldn't find one so she called up her college roommate, who was in Chicago. Apparently rationing wasn't as strict there so my grandmother took the train out there to visit and picked up a petticoat.<br />
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I know my grandmother took a train out to Roswell, New Mexico, where she met up with my grandfather and his mother and they got married. I think my grandfather got shipped out to Hawaii after the wedding and then came back to her. They lived in a lot of places throughout their marriage until 1958. They had a daughter, Mary, in 1947, then another, Jeanne, in 1948. I learned on the day she died that she'd had two miscarriages after that. She had named one of those babies Ruth. My father Jim was born in 1953, the youngest of the family.<br />
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They lived for some time in Chardon, Ohio and later on Runyon Avenue in Piscataway, New Jersey. In 1960 my grandfather opened his own business, Gammon Technical Products, which was based out of Newark, NJ originally, then in Brielle and finally in Manasquan, NJ. They raised their three children. My aunts eventually moved to Chicago, where they lived until recently, when they moved back to NJ. My father stayed in New Jersey, where he met my mother. My grandparents went with them when they eloped in Bel Air, Maryland.<br />
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The period of my grandmother's life I was around to witness is actually the time I know the least about. She and I never had much of a relationship. So I will leave you with her obituary, as published by the Asbury Park Press:<br />
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<i>Claudia Overington Newman Gammon, 88, passed away peacefully at home Saturday, February 8. She was raised in Philadelphia and attended Albion College. she married Howard M. Gammon in 1944. Howard went on to fly in WW2 and they lived in several places before settling in New Jersey in 1958. </i></blockquote>
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<i>Claudia was an active member of St. Mary's by the Sea Episcopal Church and volunteered for many civic organizations over her life including past president of the Manasquan Woman's Club and the Manasquan Thrift Store for the VNA. She loved to read and travel. </i></blockquote>
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<i>Claudia is survived by her husband of almost 70 years, Howard M. Gammon; 3 children, Mary and Jeanne Gammon of Spring Lake, their foster daughter, Lovi of Elgin, IL, and Jim Gammon and his wife Wanda, and her 2 grandchildren, Jimmy and Sandi, all of Wall Township. </i></blockquote>
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<i>Visitation will be held from 3 to 6 p.m. Wednesday, Feb. 12 at O'Brien Funeral Home, Route 35, Wall Township. Funeral Service will be held at 2 p.m. Thursday, Feb. 13 at St. Mary's by the Sea Episcopal Church in Point Pleasant Beach. In lieu of flowers, contributions may be made to the St Mary's by the Sea "Table Fund". http://www.saintmarysbythesea.org/. For more information or to send condolences, please visit www.obrienfuneralhome.com.</i></blockquote>
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Sandihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08795174786840443769noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2728827899460160562.post-46769402411865088722014-02-09T10:36:00.000-05:002014-02-09T18:46:22.211-05:00Memorial Services for Claudia Overington Newman, m. Gammon (1925-2014)<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
My grandmother Claudia passed away around 3:15am yesterday, February 8. I will be writing a full post soon, when I have time to write about her life and add photos, but I wanted to make sure my followers know, as her mother's family, the Overingtons, have been a favorite subject on this blog.<br />
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There will be a visitation on Wednesday, February 12 from 3-6pm at O'Brien Funeral Home on Route 35 in Wall Township, New Jersey.<br />
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A memorial service will be held at her church, St. Mary's by-the-Sea, in Point Pleasant, New Jersey on Thursdays, February 13 at 2pm.<br />
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Claudia has left instructions to request that in lieu of flowers, contributions may be made to the St. Mary's-by-the-Sea fund for the homeless.<br />
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She is survived by her husband of almost 70 years, Howard Gammon of Wall Township, NJ; daughters Mary and Jeanne Gammon of Spring Lake, NJ; son and daughter-in-law Jim and Wanda Gammon of Wall Township, NJ; and two grandchildren, Jimmy and Sandi Gammon, also of Wall Township.</div>
Sandihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08795174786840443769noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2728827899460160562.post-69667867612111200002013-06-13T20:45:00.000-04:002013-06-13T20:54:20.444-04:00John W. Perdue's Unlucky Family<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Some time ago I went to Iowa on a graveyard tour of my ancestors. In that time, my mother and I visited so many graveyards and hunted down so many graves that a few were bound to fall through the cracks and of course there were some I didn't know to look for until after we went home. John W. Perdue falls into the latter category.<br />
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John Perdue married Ora May Morrison, whose mother was Lydia Josephine Gammon - my great-great-grandfather's sister. I have a photo album in my collection with Ora's name carefully written on the inside cover. It helps me date it between 1902 and 1904, but I'll get back to that in a minute. Before today, I thought that John and Ora moved from Iowa to Kentucky and had four children, the eldest of which was Roy, born in 1904.<br />
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When I found out he was buried in Rose Hill Cemetery, I put in a request on <a href="http://www.findagrave.com/" target="_blank">FindAGrave.com</a> for a volunteer to take a photo of his gravestone for me. (By the way FindAGrave is a fantastic resource with tons of dedicated and amazing volunteers across the country). It took a while to come back to me, as they often do, and I completely forgot I'd made the request. The notification email came in telling me the request had been fulfilled by a volunteer and it sat in my inbox for days before I took the time to look at it and save the photo to my family tree.<br />
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When I went to reconcile the vital data, I ran into a few problems.<br />
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I put in Ora's death date from the stone without giving it much thought, and then realized that one of the census records I had saved to her couldn't be right - it was from fifteen years after she'd died. This led me to discard the whole idea of Kentucky and the three younger children. Ora and John's son Roy was on their tombstone, so I added his death date too. The tragedy began to emerge.<br />
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Ancestry immediately calculated Roy's age at death for me - he was only nineteen. I got a number of hints for state census records and began saving them to him and browsing for his parents. It was only then that I realized his mother was missing from them. I went to check her death date, remembering it was much earlier than her husband's, and realized that she died on January 10, 1904 - just five days after her son's birth.<br />
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I went back and checked her marriage to John, wondering how likely it was that they had more children. They were married on March 10, 1902, so the odds are pretty low that they had another child. Even if they did, it probably died in infancy because there's no record of another child.<br />
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Poor John Perdue. He married Ora May when she was 20 and he 23. Not two years later, what should have been a joyful occasion - the birth of their first child - turned tragic when Ora died five days later, probably due to complications. John was left a widower with an infant to care for. He never remarried, and appears in all the census records alone with his son Roy. That is, until Roy's untimely death at age nineteen in November, 1923. John didn't make it another five years from there. He passed away at age 50 in June, 1928, and was buried with his wife and son.<br />
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I realize there is nothing happy to gather from this story, but I don't think I often write about the sad things and I felt that I should. A good portion of what genealogists learn is bound to be sad, and those stories deserve to be told, too. John has no descendants to remember him, so I will take up the role.<br />
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I suppose if there is a moral, it's pay attention to dates. I have a tendency to gloss over specific dates - it's an occupational hazard of working with things that usually come in ranges - but in this case actually looking at the dates changed the personal meaning of this photograph drastically. And if nothing else, now I know the window in which Ora must have made her photo album because she was a Perdue for less than two years. If only I could figure out how the album came into my hands...<br />
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Reference Links:<br />
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<li>John W. Perdue: <a href="http://trees.ancestry.com/tree/8697287/person/5063849738">Ancestry</a> | <a href="http://www.findagrave.com/cgi-bin/fg.cgi?page=gr&GRid=21340675" target="_blank">FindAGrave</a></li>
<li>Ora May Morrison Perdue: <a href="http://trees.ancestry.com/tree/8697287/person/5063849578">Ancestry </a>| <a href="http://www.findagrave.com/cgi-bin/fg.cgi?page=gr&GSln=Perdue&GSiman=1&GScid=535750&GRid=111738782&">FindAGrave</a></li>
<li>Roy Perdue: <a href="http://trees.ancestry.com/tree/8697287/person/6888097913">Ancestry </a>| <a href="http://www.findagrave.com/cgi-bin/fg.cgi?page=gr&GSln=Perdue&GSiman=1&GScid=535750&GRid=111738880&">FindAGrave</a></li>
<li><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/60027918@N02/tags/perduealbum/" target="_blank">Ora's Photo Album</a></li>
<li><a href="http://sandishistory.blogspot.com/2012/12/photos-of-couples-1852-1974.html" target="_blank">This post</a> includes a photo of Ora's parents</li>
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Sandihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08795174786840443769noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2728827899460160562.post-10824605376577314872013-03-04T06:27:00.001-05:002013-03-04T06:30:36.910-05:00Fearless Females, March 4: The Gammon-McKee Wedding<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Yesterday I posted about Carrie Bernice McKee, the great-grandmother after whom I was named. Today I'm going to write about her wedding. She married my great-grandfather James Mathias Gammon on November 6, 1921.<br />
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On their wedding day, on the porch:<br />
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Their wedding was at her father's house, 1815 Westmoreland Boulevard, in Los Angeles, California. It was a gorgeous, huge Craftsman that still stands.</div>
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Sandihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08795174786840443769noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2728827899460160562.post-78355096860985008812013-03-03T21:39:00.003-05:002013-03-03T21:39:59.177-05:00Fearless Females, March 3: Carrie McKee<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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I do actually share a name with an ancestor, but it isn't my first name. My father's father's mother was Carrie Bernice McKee. She was born in Wayne City, Illinois on June 24, 1887, after four older brothers. Her father Albert Finley McKee Senior was from Chagrin Falls, Ohio and her mother Sarah Helen Smart was from Newmarket, New Hampshire. The family moved around a lot but eventually Carrie moved to Los Angeles, where she met and married my great-grandfather James Mathias Gammon on November 9, 1921 at her father's house. They were both 34 years old. They had two sons: my grandfather Howard and my great-uncle Newton (who died in 2005).<br />
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Carrie and James died in the early 1970s, over a decade before my older brother was born. My mother never even met her, but my parents decided to name both my brother and I after her because she was such an intelligent and powerful woman in the Gammon family. My brother's middle name is McKee and mine is Carrie.<br />
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In about a month I will be going down to Maryland to meet the descendants of one of Carrie's brothers. She was the last of the McKee siblings to pass away (she outlived them all by at least 29 years) and when she did, my branch of the family lost touch with the others. It has been a particular joy of my research to rediscover these relatives. I was always very interested in Carrie because I was named after her, and she's always meant a lot to me.<br />
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For more photos of Carrie, check out her tag (CBM) on <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/60027918@N02/tags/cbm/" target="_blank">my Flickr photostream</a>.<br />
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<b>As a bonus, </b>here are some of the extra-special female names in my family tree: Aralinda, <a href="http://sandishistory.blogspot.com/2011/07/women-before.html" target="_blank">Armilda</a>/Artmilda, Auleen, Calantha, Coloma, Docia, Elender, Erman, <a href="http://sandishistory.blogspot.com/2011/12/fairy-skinner.html" target="_blank">Fairy</a>, Firm, Junale, Marilda, Philonise, Philura, Treulie, Wilmartha, Zelina, Zilpha, and Zoa.<br />
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Do you have any of these names in your family tree? Have you even heard of them before? I've excluded any that are more modern than my grandparents.</div>
Sandihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08795174786840443769noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2728827899460160562.post-20893739354829964812013-03-02T11:03:00.000-05:002013-03-02T11:03:50.896-05:00Fearless Females, March 2: Jenny Burns<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span style="font-family: inherit;">I missed the first day and I have a very busy month ahead of me, but I'm going to try to participate as much as I can in The Accidental Genealogist's <a href="http://www.theaccidentalgenealogist.com/2013/02/back-for-fourth-year-fearless-females.html" target="_blank">Fearless Females</a> daily prompts for Women's History month. </span><br />
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This is Jane "Jenny" Robertine Burns, my great-great-great-grandmother. This photo is one of my all-time favorites, and has been pretty popular over on my Flickr photostream, too, so it was a natural choice.</div>
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I have no idea when or where this photo was taken, but it's by far the youngest picture of her I've ever seen. All I can suggest is that she is not wearing a wedding ring, so the picture was probably taken before her marriage to Thomas Fogden Overington, which took place on June 5, 1855. Long-time readers may remember <a href="http://sandishistory.blogspot.com/2012/05/documenting-marriage-part-1.html" target="_blank">my post last year</a> about this wedding.</div>
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<li>She was born on January 27, 1836 in Frankford, Philadelphia, Pennsylvania.</li>
<li>Her parents were Dr. Robert Bruce Burns, a Scottish immigrant, and Elizabeth Love Yarnall, a Philadelphian woman.</li>
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<li>She married her husband Thomas when she was 19 and he was 26.</li>
<li>They had two sons, John (1864) and William (1871).</li>
<li>The family lived at the Overington mansion "Oaklands" at 4606 Leiper Street in Frankford, which is now Overington Park.</li>
<li>They attended services at Trinity Church Oxford in Oxford and its daughter institution, St. Mark's Episcopal Church in Frankford (which the Overingtons helped to found).</li>
<li>Thomas passed away in 1877 at the age of 48, unusually young for his family (for example, his father passed away in 1892 just a month before his 100th birthday). He was buried at Trinity Church Oxford in Oxford, Philadelphia.</li>
<li>Jenny lived another fifty years, but wore a widow's mourning black every day for that half-century.</li>
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Sandihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08795174786840443769noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2728827899460160562.post-25147564517798378392013-01-09T20:09:00.000-05:002013-02-22T20:17:59.380-05:00AncestryDNA Reference Post<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
I've decided that it would be beneficial and convenient for me and my family to have a page where all our AncestryDNA results are listed together, for reference. I also decided that I will make it public because this information is more or less public on Ancestry.com already, and perhaps it will be informative to my readers if you are interested in the AncestryDNA test and what the results look like. I've included the modern-day locations of each of these ethnicities, as provided by Ancestry. Results also come with a bunch of information about each of these regions, including details on migrations into and out of the region to help you understand how your ancestors might have ended up where you are.<br />
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Some people may wonder what will happen if they get the test and do it wrong. Well, it turns out that I can answer that question. If the sample received in the lab doesn't contain enough genetic material, they will send you an email with a link to order a replacement kit free of charge. We've had this happen with one of our samples, and Ancestry was very good about it. We are currently awaiting the replacement kit.<br />
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I will continue to update this page as more results come in. If you are one of the people I have ordered a test for and want to know its status, these are listed at the bottom of this post, below the results. I will update it as soon as something changes.</div>
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If you are one of my friends and I manage a family tree for you on Ancestry.com and you are interested in this DNA test, please let me know. The test costs $129 when ordered by a subscriber (like me) and $199 when ordered by a non-subscriber so the advantage is obvious. The downside is that the results will be linked to my account and not yours, but I will definitely keep on top of the information and keep you updated if you choose to do the test.</div>
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Sandihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08795174786840443769noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2728827899460160562.post-91147790195499807272012-12-04T07:38:00.003-05:002012-12-04T07:40:57.011-05:00Photos of Couples, 1852-1974<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
So this isn't a terribly substantial post, but it's something I've wanted to do for a long time. The semester is coming to an end and I find myself incredibly busy, so this is the relatively simple project that is getting tackled this month. I put together all the photos of couples in my family tree. Many are aunts and uncles or cousins, but several are my direct ancestors. They are arranged in chronological order.<br />
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<b>Mary Elizabeth Redding & Russell Howard McKee</b></div>
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<b>James Wilkinson Gammon & Armilda Eliza Myers</b></div>
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married on November 19, 1852 in Monroe, IA</div>
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<b>Isaac Newton Morrison & Lydia Josephine Gammon</b></div>
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<b>Anna Mary Seufer & Newton Franklin Gammon</b></div>
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married on February 14, 1880 in Decatur County, IA</div>
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married on November 5, 1889 in Philadelphia, PA</div>
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married on November 16, 1903 in Philadelphia, PA</div>
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<b>Walter Smart McKee & Willie May Maxson</b></div>
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married on January 1, 1907 in Ringgold County, IA</div>
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<b>Edgar Percival Jones and Claudia Overington</b></div>
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married on June 3, 1944 in Roswell, NM</div>
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<b>Gisele & Walter Leonard McKee</b></div>
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Sandihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08795174786840443769noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2728827899460160562.post-63022001281724757252012-10-17T03:29:00.002-04:002012-12-05T11:56:16.314-05:00My Incredible AncestryDNA Story<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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A few weeks ago, I spit in a tube and mailed it to Ancestry.com. No, really. It's part of their new program, now in the beta stage, called AncestryDNA. I won't go into the details because their website does a much better job of it <a href="http://dna.ancestry.com/aboutDNA.aspx" target="_blank">here</a>. It's just become <a href="http://dna.ancestry.com/aboutDNA.aspx" target="_blank">a</a><a href="http://dna.ancestry.com/aboutDNA.aspx" target="_blank">vailable</a> to the general public for $199 or to Ancestry.com subscribers for $129. The test traces your genetic code back hundreds of years. I am not in any way compensated for my promotion of AncestryDNA, I simply find it a very worthwhile investment. My results were, to say the least, shocking.</div>
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I'm almost three-quarters Scandinavian! If you'd have asked me before I took this test, I would have told you I was three-quarters British and one-quarter German and who knows what else. As you can see on the map, sixteen of the ancestors in my family tree were born in the UK and two in Germany. Everyone else that I know the birthplace of was born in the United States or Puerto Rico.<br />
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As baffling as this was at first, it has come to make a certain amount of sense. Over the last thousand years, Scandinavians made various invasions into the rest of Europe. The most likely scenario is that my ancestors were Scandinavians that migrated into central and southern Europe, married the locals, and then moved, as many people did, into the UK in later generations. It seems a colossal coincidence that they then married other people of Scandinavian descent, particularly once they made it the US, but it's not impossible. I hope to get my parents and grandparents to take the DNA test as well to get a more detailed view, as my DNA contains only a selection of each of theirs.<br />
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Now, I promised you an incredible story and although so far it's been a strange and unexpected one, I wouldn't call it incredible. The real story here is in another feature of AncestryDNA, which shows you a list of members that share genetic markers with you and are likely to be your cousins. They're sorted by the estimated distance of the relationship. My very first result was a user named Terry_Cott. I didn't even think twice about his name until after I clicked on it and Ancestry suggested that, based on our trees, we shared a common ancestor - Joseph Cott.<br />
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Joseph Cott has always been something of a mystery to me, and someone I thought I'd never know the full truth about. That's probably still true, but in the past week I have learned far, far more about him than I ever thought I would. So, a little background is required. Joe was my great-grandfather - my mother's mother's father. We knew him as Joseph Cott Bubadias, a truck driver. He was my great-grandmother's second husband, and they had six children together before he abandoned the family. He moved to north Jersey, changed his last name to Cott, and had another family, including two daughters. I knew from my research that Joe was married to a woman named "Kath" after my great-grandmother. I knew his birth year varied depending on the record, as did his birthplace - sometimes it was Oklahoma, sometimes Puerto Rico. On one record, he even indicated his race as Cherokee. I was hopelessly lost in contradicting information. I felt like he was laughing at me from beyond the grave, as if he had intentionally muddled the trail to stop me from knowing the truth.<br />
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We thought that was the end of the story until Terry got back to me. As it turns out, Joe's birth name was Jose Cott, and he was born in Puerto Rico. Terry is Joe's grandson through his first marriage, a marriage that my family didn't know anything about. His father is my grandmother's half-brother. He is my mother's first cousin. Terry and I are still exchanging emails and photos. It will take some time for both of us to adjust to knowing one another. Maybe someday we will meet.<br />
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For now, this is just the incredible story of how my DNA connected my grandmother and the brother she's never met.<br />
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Sandihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08795174786840443769noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2728827899460160562.post-90223739687721817692012-09-07T17:26:00.001-04:002012-09-07T17:26:45.047-04:00Real Estate Appraisal of Oaklands, 1950<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
I was at the Overington Family Reunion last weekend and brought some of my family documents. This one was a favorite and I was asked to scan it and post it here so that everyone can have a copy. It's the real estate appraisal of Oaklands on August 4, 1950, two months before William Overington, Jr. passed away.<br />
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You can read it for yourself; it's pretty self-explanatory.<br />
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The last paragraph there on the back is blocked by the photos and reads:</div>
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Valuation based on its Best Possible Usage. Dwelling is very old & in very poor condition. Would not pay to re-condition or remodel same. Eventually dwelling will have to be removed so that building can be developed to its Best Usage. (Apartments or dwellings, or both.)</blockquote>
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Sandihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08795174786840443769noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2728827899460160562.post-12208967694750939162012-08-29T08:27:00.000-04:002012-08-29T13:31:44.734-04:00Free Access to U.S. Censuses 1790-1940 on Ancestry.com<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Ancestry.com has recently finished indexing the 1940 census that was released to the public earlier this year. In celebration, they are opening up over 713 million census records to free public access until September 3, 2012. To give it a whirl or for more information, go <a href="http://www.ancestry.com/census" target="_blank">here</a>. They've also uploaded <a href="http://c.mfcreative.com/email/campaigns/2012/allcensus/1940_census_dissected_guide.pdf" target="_blank">a free guide</a> that you can download in PDF to help guide you through your search.<br />
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There's also a nifty little device called the 1940 Time Machine that, with some basic information about you, will put your face into a short video about what your life may have been like if you lived in 1940. It's quick, easy, and rather charming. Try it out <a href="http://www.ancestry.com/TimeMachine" target="_blank">here</a>. </div>
Sandihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08795174786840443769noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2728827899460160562.post-31857965327031006132012-07-22T14:54:00.002-04:002012-07-22T14:54:37.703-04:00Oaklands Photo Album<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
I wrote <a href="http://sandishistory.blogspot.com/2011/09/oaklands-overington-family-house.html">a post about Oaklands</a> nearly a year ago now, with what I knew about the house. In that post, I said that there aren't very many pictures of the house. As it turns out, that is a completely untrue statement. I simply had not found (or identified) many of them yet. In this post, I am including photos from my personal collection as well as photos from the Philadelphia Department of Records. This latter set were taken when the city took possession of the property, to document it before demolishing the house.<br />
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I have reused the map from my previous post, but not any of the photos so refer to <a href="http://sandishistory.blogspot.com/2011/09/oaklands-overington-family-house.html">that post</a>, as well, for more pictures.<br />
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Let's start with a plan of the property from a 1920 atlas of the city. This is oriented so that the top is NE, bottom is SW. The house faces southeast - towards Leiper Street - and has a curved drive up to the back of the house on Pilling Street. The other large building is the stable or barn.<br />
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Here we see the southeast-facing side, the front of the house, and the main driveway that was never paved and so does not appear on most maps.<br />
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Here is the rear of the house. The curved porch faces northwest - Pilling Street.</div>
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I haven't seen any pictures of the other side of the rear porch (those photos would be taken from the north). The closest I have is the first picture of the previous set, labeled 1903.</div>
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Continuing around the house, we come to the northeast face, which included the oldest part of the house (the two-story wing) and faced the stable.</div>
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And finally, the barn or stable. The porch faced Leiper Street, to the southeast.<br />
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</div>Sandihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08795174786840443769noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2728827899460160562.post-80234833629530763932012-06-08T11:47:00.001-04:002012-06-10T18:19:39.499-04:00Documenting a Marriage, Part 2<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<i>The Marriage of William Overington, Jr. and Claudia Wetherill Fries, my great-great-grandparents</i></div>
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I'm still looking at the Overington family for now but this time around I'd like to show how useful newspaper clippings can be. Now, I don't have access to these newspapers on microfilm and so I can't give you advice on going through old papers, but my point here is that you shouldn't throw away any scrap of paper among your family's things without actually reading it. This clipping and another were tucked into a family bible and were falling to pieces - I am forever grateful that I didn't just toss them out, especially because I do not have a copy of their marriage certificate so all my information comes from these articles.</div>
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If you remember last month, I mentioned my genealogist great-great-grandfather. I was looking at his parents' marriage and this month, I'm looking at his.</div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The <i>Frankford Gazette</i>, 16 November 1903</td></tr>
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<i><span style="font-family: inherit;"><i style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333;">Wedding Bells at Old Oxford Trinity Church.
Brilliant </span></i></span></i></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><i style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333;">Reception
at "The Pines," the Home of the Groom.</span></i><span style="font-family: inherit; text-align: left;"> </span></span></div>
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<i><span style="color: #333333;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="background-color: white;">One of the most beautiful and impressive
weddings of the season took place in the historic "Old Trinity Church,
Oxford," on Monday evening at 6 o'clock, when Miss Claudia Wetherill Fries
was united in Marriage to Mr. William Overington, both well known young people
of Frankford. The picturesque little church was artistically decorated with
palms and choice chrysanthemums, and was filled to its utmost capacity. The
ceremony was performed by the rector Rev. Horace F. Fuller. To the ever
beautiful and solemn strains of the march from Lohengren, played on the organ
by Mr. James Baird, the bridal procession, in perfect rymth moved up the aisle
of the church the bride leaning on the arm of her brother Mr. Horace Teese
Fries, who gave her away. The best man was Mr. John R. Savage, a life long
companion of the groom. The ushers were Mr. Arthur G. Singer Mr. William W.
Foulkrod, Jr., Mr. Henry K. Fries, Mr. George R. Wilson, and Mr. John A. Page.
The first three are the sole surviving bachelors of the Thirteen Club of which
the groom had been a member for many years.</span></span></span></i></blockquote>
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<i><span style="color: #333333;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="background-color: white;">The bride wore an exquisite gown of white panne
crepe de chene, with veil and orange blossoms, a magnigcent diamond sunburst,
the gift of the groom, and a shower boquet of lillies of the valley. Miss Louisa
Fries, sister of the bride, was maid of honor and wore a beautiful gown of pink
crepe de chen. THe bridesmaids were Miss Helen E. Fries, Miss Edith E. Good,
and Miss Sarah C. Goodfellow, who wore gowns of white mull most effective in
their simplicity.</span></span></span></i></blockquote>
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<i><span style="color: #333333;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="background-color: white;">Immediately after the ceremony, the bridal pair
returned to the "Pines," their future home at Leiper and Orthodox
streets, where an elaborate reception was held. The grand old mansion is an
ideal place in which to entertain, for while over five hundred persons were
present at no time was the stairway or hall crowded. Refreshments were served
most bountifully on the spacious porch which had been enclosed and the interior
illuminated with small incandescent lights and twined with smilax, for the
occasion. A most joyous spirit of good cheer seemed to pervade the entire
assemblage.</span></span></span></i><i><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333;"><o:p><span style="font-family: inherit;"> </span></o:p></span></i></blockquote>
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<i><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">The bouquet thrown by the
bride as her final message of good will to her young friends was caught by her
younger sister, Miss Helen, and if there be anything in signs, we know who our
next bride is to be. The bride and groom left on their wedding trip midst a
shower of rice and confetti, and will be gone about two weeks. The gifts were
exceedingly numerous and were particularly noticeable for elegance and
refinement; there were also a number of bank checks of large denomination. Many
good wishes follow the happy pair wherever they may be, and a host of true
friends are ready to greet them on their return.</span></span></i></blockquote>
I love this clipping. It's a perfect example of how a family and a community represents itself at a wedding. From a genealogical standpoint, there is detailed information on the whole family and it mentions all their friends. It describes the wedding gown, which is an amazing companion to the photograph I have of it. A textile historian (<a href="http://thedreamstress.com/">Leimomi Oakes</a>, to be specific) graciously looked at this photo for me last year and informed me that the style was the height of fashion in 1903 and likely to have been quite expensive.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Claudia Wetherill Fries in her wedding gown, 1903</td></tr>
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The two newspaper articles about the wedding (the one above and another from the <i>Frankford Dispatch</i>), even though they are local papers, seem to back up the idea that it was an extravagant wedding and meant to make a very clear statement of status to the community. It's a good thing they got those "bank checks of large denomination," because I'm sure they needed help paying it off!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">William and Claudia, early 1900s (poss. 1901)</td></tr>
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I believe that they were honestly a happy couple. Just look at that tintype and try to tell me he doesn't adore her! You may also remember the goofy newspaper photo they took in 1901 (<a href="http://sandishistory.blogspot.com/2011/05/victorian-era-photographs.html">in this post</a>).<br />
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</div>Sandihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08795174786840443769noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2728827899460160562.post-8060156429401406352012-05-02T20:29:00.002-04:002012-06-08T11:49:28.123-04:00Documenting a Marriage, Part 1<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<i>The Marriage of Thomas Fogden Overington and Jane R. Burns, my great-great-great-grandparents</i><br />
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Thanks to my genealogist great-great-grandfather, I have a great deal of information regarding my family's history. Among all the photos and papers are some incredible references to weddings. Today I'm looking at his parents' wedding.<br />
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This is a letter from Thomas Rowland Jr., apparently a friend of the family. It is a somewhat tongue-in-cheek request for the services of a Reverend George Sheets at the wedding of Thomas Fogden Overington and Jane Burns. What I find particularly humorous about this is that I'm fairly certain Thomas Rowland's brother Benjamin and Thomas Overington's sister Sarah had married two years earlier. Here is a transcription:</div>
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<i>My friend T. F. Overington about making a change from the life of a Bachelor to that of a married one; desired that I would write requesting your services on the reason of his wedding. Prompted in making this request for the desire of his intended Bride (Miss Jane Burns), as well as in accordance with his own feelings on the subject, his esteem & affection towards a leash & divine from early association being centered in yourself, a favourable answer would be particularly desirable. Tuesday the 5th day of June at about 10 o'clock is the day & time appointed for the ceremony. Please address care S&B Rowland Co. undersigned at 61 South Second St. Very respectfully, Thomas Rowland, Jr.</i></blockquote>
As it turns out, Rev. George Sheets was available to perform the ceremony because I also have this document:<br />
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Here Rev. Sheets puts their marriage into writing:</div>
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<i>Whereas application has been made to me by Thomas F. Overington and Jane Burns, both of Frankford, Philadelphia, Pensylvania [sic], to be unified together in holy Matrimony, and find upon due examination that there is no legal let or impediment by reason of precontract consanguinity, affinity, nor any other just cause whatsoever, to hinder their marriage; This is therefore to Certify that the said Thomas F. Overington and Jane Burns were joined in wedlock by me. Given under my hand this fifth day of June, AD, 1855. George Sheets, Rector of St. James' Church, Stanton, Delaware</i></blockquote>
And finally, here are the happy couple (albeit individually and at different times):<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Jane "Jenny" R. Burns (1836-1927)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Thomas Fogden Overington (1828-1877)</td></tr>
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</div>Sandihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08795174786840443769noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2728827899460160562.post-79224088444956473562012-04-04T20:29:00.001-04:002012-04-04T20:29:15.986-04:00A Melancholy Letter<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Today, I want to share with you a letter written to my great-great-grandfather Dr. Robert Burns by his father, also named Robert. He was clearly a deeply troubled man by the time he wrote this letter on June 20, 1833 in Philadelphia. He was born in Ireland, married in Scotland, and then moved back to Ireland before leaving for America. Here are some excerpts:</span></div>
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<i><span style="font-family: inherit;">Dear Rob<sup>t</sup>,
not finding myself fit to go to-day, I’ll try to give you that promised account
of my parentage, and even this I’m scarcely fit for: these some days past there
has been such a weight on my spirits, such a pressure of thought on my mind
that I could hardly bear it: It has been painful to me to speak or lift my
eyes. [...]</span></i></blockquote>
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<i><span style="font-family: inherit;">My grandfather’s and great-grandfather’s age, I don’t
recollect, but they died without any stain on their character that ever I
heard. [...]</span></i></blockquote>
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<i><span style="font-family: inherit;">My
father moved to Kells Daid C<sup>o</sup> and commenced business, carrying on
the hatting trade for twenty-two years. Here we were all born, nine children,
three boys, Sampson, Richard, and Robert; and six daughters, Margaret Anne (who
came to Philadelphia), Rachel, Elizabeth, Nancy, Mary and Jane. My mother died
of her last confinement, when I was about seven years old. My eldest sister, Margaret, was brought home from
boarding school after my mother’s death, having got a good education; she
married at sixteen years of age one of my father’s journeymen; they went into
business for themselves, leaving my father exposed to strangers, to conduct his
household affairs; he would not marry again, and being grieved for his losses,
gave up business, and wrought journey work, nearly the remainder of his days.
My two younger sisters came under the guardianship of the Cox family, while I
was supported and educated by my father’s industry, until I was fourteen years
of age, at which time I was bound to my trade. [...]</span></i></blockquote>
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<i><span style="font-family: inherit;">Then I moved to
Newtownards, here Elizabeth, Mary, James Jr., and two infant children who died
were born. In Newtownards I carried on my trade to pretty good effect for
fifteen years, when I conceived the foolish and unwise project of coming to
Philadelphia; and within three years I have lost two of my children. It is
useless for me to relate or comment more, I’ll leave the remainder of my life
to you to conclude, trusting in that Merciful Being, who has brought me through
the various scenes of the part of my life, that he will conduct me through the
remainder in such a way as my fathers were, viz: that no stain will blot my
character, as to my duty towards God, and as to my duty towards my neighbors.
As to my duty towards God, it is so blotted that nothing but the all-atoning
merits of our Lord and Saviour, Jesus Christ can wipe away my sins.</span></i></blockquote>
Unfortunately, I don't know when he died so I can't tell you whether this was shortly before his death or not. It does seem that he believed his death was imminent. My best estimate is that he was born in 1786, making him about 47 years old when he wrote this.<br />
</div>Sandihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08795174786840443769noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2728827899460160562.post-85218335675660210842012-03-31T12:04:00.000-04:002012-03-31T12:09:06.535-04:001940 is coming!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"> Ancestry.com has made me one of their 1940 Aces - I'll be one of the first people to get information about the upcoming release of the 1940 census on their website, as detailed above. I will be sharing that information here as I receive it, so check back soon for more news!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">In the meantime, Ancestry.com has a microsite up for the 1940 census, which you can get to by clicking on my Ace badge below or in the sidebar on the right. </span><br />
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It may sound like some kind of monstrous creature, but I can assure you that Fairy Skinner was a cousin of mine. I've only just learned this thanks to Ancestry.com's October release of the Iowa Birth & Christening Index.<br />
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I knew a lot about her before that, actually. I knew her parents were Stephen Douglas Arbogast and Catharine "Kitty" Melvina Gammon, that she was born in Centerville, Iowa in 1897, and that she married Marion James Skinner and had a son, Melvin James Skinner.<br />
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My mistake? I didn't know her first name. I had her in my family tree as "Armilda D Arbogast." When I found her in the birth index I got a surprise. She was listed as "Fairy Armilda D Arbogast."<br />
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With that discovery, I've now found her and her husband on a variety of records I didn't have before.<br />
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According to the index of her obituary (I can't find the actual obituary anywhere online), she went by "Jo." From census records, I've discovered that she had three sons, of which I had only known one. After Melvin James in 1920, she and her husband had Robert G. Skinner in 1921 and Donald Durkee Skinner in 1929. She died on October 25, 1998 in Escondido, California, nearly 101 years old. Her husband predeceased her in 1975 and her eldest son in 1964.<br />
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Robert graduated from Pasadena Junior College in June of 1942 at the age of 20. He enlisted in the Army Air Corps Reserves as a Cadet in 1944. I don't know anything else about him until his death in 2006.<br />
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Donald also graduated from Pasadena Junior College, but in 1950. As far as I can tell, he is still alive.<br />
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Sometimes, it's remarkable what you can learn when you get just the right piece of the puzzle, even when you thought you'd found all you needed.</div>Sandihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08795174786840443769noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2728827899460160562.post-29035899062897640342011-10-14T17:41:00.003-04:002011-10-14T17:41:39.900-04:00Shared PhotosI was recently contacted by a blog writer on Oprah.com asking to use a couple of photos from my <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/60027918@N02/">Flickr account</a> for an article. Of course I agreed! The blog post was published today, and <a href="http://www.oprah.com/blogs/Life-Lifter-Find-Smiles-in-Unexpected-Places">you can see it here</a>. She used this photo of my great-grandmother Claudia Wetherill (Fries) Overington and one of her sisters:<br />
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What I didn't realize when I got the request was that she had come across my photos on a website called Retronaut, which had posted one of my other photos of Claudia Wetherill (Fries) Overington on October 9 as a sort of survey of the Flickr group "The Smiling Victorian." <a href="http://www.howtobearetronaut.com/2011/10/victorians-smiling-ii/">That page is here.</a> This is the photo they used:</div>
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Retronaut edited it a bit before posting, which I somewhat disagree with because it takes away some of the feeling of oldness, but I suppose they can do as they wish. It's just a personal preference of mine to leave old photos unedited, as you can see if you've visited my Flickr gallery.</div>
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It is really amazing to know that a lot of people are looking at pictures from my family and to think that maybe they are bringing a little bit of joy into their days. </div>Sandihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08795174786840443769noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2728827899460160562.post-82978899990088361452011-09-13T19:21:00.001-04:002011-09-13T19:21:06.666-04:00Hello Frankford Gazette Readers!Wow, I am so grateful to Joseph Garvey for sharing my family's history and this blog with the good people of Frankford. I feel very fortunate that I was born into a generation that can share things so easily over the internet.<br />
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My Overington family posts are mainly the last several on the front page here, but there are one or two more available if you click on the word "Overington" under the header "Labels" down on the right.<br />
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My photos are on Flickr. The Overington family photos are mostly here: <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/60027918@N02/sets/72157626978233995/">http://www.flickr.com/photos/60027918@N02/sets/72157626978233995/</a><br />
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There are more Overington relatives in the photo sets for the Burns-Yarnall family (William Overington Jr.'s mother was Jenny Burns), as well as the Newman-Overington and Jones-Overington families (my great-grandmother Claudia "Poppy" Overington's two marriages). The first several photos in "Miscellaneous Relatives" are Overingtons as well.<br />
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My family tree is on Ancestry.com under the name "Gammon Family Tree." <a href="http://trees.ancestry.com/tree/8697287/person/-908939808">Here's a link to Poppy's page</a> in it, if you are interested in the various family members.<br />
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If you didn't come from the Frankford Gazette, their post is <a href="http://frankfordgazette.com/2011/09/12/the-oaklands/">here</a>.Sandihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08795174786840443769noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2728827899460160562.post-69840098508574013562011-09-13T00:55:00.001-04:002011-09-13T01:07:52.965-04:00William Overington, I<div style="font-size: 0.8em; line-height: 1.6em; margin: 0 0 10px 0; padding: 0;">
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While looking up photos of Oaklands for my last post, I found these two photographs that I thought might also be of interest to the Garveys, particularly if their family also has history in the area. </div>
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The top image has no notes on it other than a stamp identifying the photographer as "Dan. E. Paul, Commercial Photography, Bell Phone, 2225 N. 2nd St., Phila, PA." The second one has writing on the back. It says "Literary Club Nov 7, 1922. Historical Pageant." Then the people on the carriage are named, other than the driver and one passenger. Left to right, based on visible faces, are the driver, Mrs. Blood, Mr. Thorp, Mrs. Overington, Mr. Overington, (unknown), Mrs. Ervien, Mrs. Murray, Mrs. W. Whitaker, and Mrs. Fuller.</div>
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For more Overington pictures, including pictures of the house, check out the rest of <a href="http://sandishistory.blogspot.com/">my blog</a>.</div>
<br />Sandihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08795174786840443769noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2728827899460160562.post-72222200462767386552011-09-10T20:45:00.001-04:002011-09-10T20:45:22.789-04:00New BannerI've updated the banner at the top of the blog. Instead of the title and the names of my ancestors, I've used a photograph of my great-grandmother as a girl, looking through photo albums on the porch at Oaklands. I think it is a better representation of what my blog is to me. I hope anyone who visits this blog enjoys it as well.Sandihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08795174786840443769noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2728827899460160562.post-11409094176678300792011-09-10T00:18:00.001-04:002011-09-13T01:08:08.768-04:00Oaklands - the Overington Family HouseAt the request of <a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/14720751288344915020">Mrs. Garvey</a>, who lives across the street from Overington Park, I've taken the time to look at my pictures for glimpses of Oaklands, the house my ancestors lived in on that property. According to Brian H. Harris's book on Frankford (a neighborhood of Philadelphia) for the <i>Images of America</i> series, the house was built in 1847 for William Overington, my 4x-great-grandfather and the first of the Overingtons to come to America. The earliest map I have found is from 1849 and clearly names the 37-acre property "Oaklands" under the ownership of W. Overington.<br />
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On later maps the buildings' footprints are shown more clearly - probably more accurately, as they are in different places - and the property has visibly shrunk as parcels were sold off. On this map from 1920 (note: rotated 90 degrees counter-clockwise from the one above), you can see that Allen Street has been renamed Overington Street. There is also a semi-circular drive approaching the back of the house from Pilling Street. Earlier maps show an L-shaped drive that came off Leiper Street to the front of the house. In fact, the house's address was 4606 Leiper Street. The other visible (square) building on the property is the stable. </div>
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There are not too many pictures of the house itself. The earliest I've ever seen is in Harris's book. I have reproduced it here, hopefully not in violation of copyright. I assume that it must be an early photograph because the trees around the house appear quite young, and in later photos the columns on the porch are white.</div>
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And here is one we've had hanging on our wall for years. On the back it lists all the babies that were born in the house, ending with my grandmother's uncle William Overington III in 1910. My grandmother wasn't born in the house but she was the last child to be raised there.</div>
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A <i>much</i> earlier photograph of my grandmother's grandmother and her sister on the porch of the house, showing the doorway:</div>
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This photo appears to be of some kind of theater group but in any case it's a better angle to show the porch and doorway:</div>
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Here my grandmother is a baby, being held by her mother on the porch (ca. 1925-26):</div>
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And finally, my grandmother's mother as a girl at the pump by the stable. This is the only photograph I know of that has the stable in it.</div>
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I apologize for all the time-skipping in this post but I thought this arrangement would be best for showing the house.</div>
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Oaklands was in disrepair by the time my grandmother came along. I am not sure when it happened, but I suspect it was in the 1930s that the property was sold to the city or some such body, which subsequently leveled the house and turned the lot into Overington Park.</div>
Sandihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08795174786840443769noreply@blogger.com214606 Leiper St, Philadelphia, PA 19124, USA40.0163089 -75.087906340.0147889 -75.0903738 40.0178289 -75.0854388tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2728827899460160562.post-1170789704300184572011-08-15T02:39:00.000-04:002011-08-15T02:39:59.426-04:00Who is Annie McMillan?<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjG0CvMCpka9A7J0DA45V9HBdn6rjz_FSSYujQ3r7eL95adjQ7Q3DAcbFozJR2RurY_ZbaElVt9m0mjMYostuDpjZ7D1WLMK_ZXMvS2V3bXvrerBeS258wjP-zhq7UfcakKIQFT1JAvLDU/s1600/P7091711b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjG0CvMCpka9A7J0DA45V9HBdn6rjz_FSSYujQ3r7eL95adjQ7Q3DAcbFozJR2RurY_ZbaElVt9m0mjMYostuDpjZ7D1WLMK_ZXMvS2V3bXvrerBeS258wjP-zhq7UfcakKIQFT1JAvLDU/s320/P7091711b.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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Sandihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08795174786840443769noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2728827899460160562.post-2923675243722989632011-07-21T16:13:00.002-04:002011-09-13T01:08:19.897-04:00Helen Marea McKeeI've been having a good time going through family photos and posting some up here, so I thought I'd continue with that. Today I'm going to present some pictures of my grandfather's cousin Helen McKee. First, here is the family tree:<br />
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It's got a bit more information than usual but I figured I'd try doing it this way. I'd like to point out that I don't know the maiden name of Stillman's wife Mary Ramona, hence "LNU" - last name unknown.<br />
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Helen never married or had children. I don't know much about her other than that she spent her old age writing poetry to her cat - we have a whole book of it.<br />
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