This a video about the National Society Daughters of the American Revolution.
Ever since ancestry.com has bought Find A Grave.com, I have had the ‘ancestry.com public tree peanut gallery’ come and visit my memorials. They either make duplicate graves in the right cemetery, or duplicate graves in the wrong cemetery. They hook me up to other ancestors who I forgot to add, on my own. They make nicknames for my ancestors and they usually post the wrong information about them.
Live and let live, and let them play this new-fangled “genealogy game” they have discovered. At least the “researchers” cannot “play kill” anyone in the “game”, the “game characters” are already dead. Once a week I pick out an unsuspecting ‘public tree peanut” to email explaining that the info they have could be wrong, and offer them documented information. Sometimes I tell them how pleased I am when I see all my ancestors pictures taken from Find A Grave and ending up on their public tree with no reference to me, the original poster of the picture. I try being tolerant to other’s research practices. After all, it could be their ancestors, also.
I have only received two replies, and the first man apologized for not mentioning me. Never in my email did I allude to the fact he “lifted” my pictures. I emailed back and told him not to worry, and to enjoy the pictures any way he felt fit. I also offered 40 years’ worth of research, but he never wrote back.
The second gentleman who responded told me “it is my wife’s line,” and he was “sorry.” Whatever that means. I wrote back asking who to contact to fix the mistakes, but have received no reply.
Once a week I brace myself and check my memorials on Find A Grave. This week I find out some man decided to take three different pictures of my 3rd great grandmother’s stone, which has fallen. He even managed to get his foot in the first picture, which adds a touch of charm to the chaos.
The picture I have posted was when it was standing in all its glory. This was in 2006, and a very good picture, even if I do say so myself. The words on the stone are readable, and it is very austere standing there through the decades and century.
When I see my 3rd great Grandma’s stone laying there on the ground on my memorial page, it bothers me, especially when I already had a good picture posted. I wrote a Find A Grave public message to the man who took the broken stone pictures, and asked him if he descended from our family and if he lived in Hamilton County. I continued to explain how I was planning to come to Hamilton County probably in the spring to ask the sexton of the cemetery on how to fix the stone.
No reply from the picture taker, and I am not able to delete the pictures he posted. So there the pictures sit, taking up space for other pictures that I would like to post.
Somehow or the other, along with being politically correct, I have to figure out how to tell him that if he is not family, he doesn’t need to add to my memorial when I have already documented my ancestor.
How do I explain this genealogy concept? Is it any of my business if he uploads duplicate pictures on my memorials? Should I just accept the chaos and quit posting any genealogy on the internet?
Questions to ponder…..and it won’t matter a hill of beans if I actually come up with a good answer.
We were stationed in Panama Canal Zone (1960’s) and my Dad was the XO at the Marine Barracks. (He later became CO). He decided to make these beautiful parrot cages, to house the beautiful parrots who decided to join our family. We let them fly during the day, but at night, my Dad wanted to corral them so they wouldn’t get into any “trouble” with the monkeys or the neighbors.
Dad went to the woodshop that was part of Special Services, and passed his certification test to use the equipment. Special Services was the group in charge of building the morale of the troops and dependents on military bases.
Dad then decided to use dowel rods to make the bars on their cages. He ordered maple wood for the frame and maple dowel rods from Maine (mail order), and we had to wait about 6 weeks to get the wood.
The wood finally arrived, and my Dad ‘went to town’ building beautiful cages. Everyone came by our quarters to see the cages. We had an impromptu cage party, which pleased my Mom because she loved to entertain. Dad promised a few other people he would make them cages, too.
We went to bed for the night. The next morning when we woke up, our beautiful maple cages were saw dust and the birds were flying all over the house, eating the furniture, “pooping”, screeching, and just having a grand time!!! We “gringos” didn’t understand parrots love to chew wood~~ especially fine maple wood from Maine!
Were we the ‘talk of the town’ when the local people found out what happened. The “locals” called my Dad “Major Parrot” as a joke, which my Dad took quite well.
That was the last time my Dad used the wood shop. !!!!
(My Dad actually built one more, HUGE cage using chicken coop wire which corraled all the assortment of birds we aquired while living overseas. Jose graduated to a perch inside the house…which brings to mind more stories of the mischief he got into. Another day~~another blog post, LOL).
Here is a fun story I have heard through the years from my Grandparents Hazel Marie Ackerman Stockmaster and Frederick Charles Stockmaster. My mother also used to tell this story if my Grandparents were not around. This is very thick, beautifully illustrated, with a Biblical dictionary, along with the science from the early days of Christianity all included, along with an index Bible
4 generations (including myself) have told this story:
- Martha Louise Stockmaster Burritt
- Fredrick Charles Stockmaster
- Grace Louise Carson Stockmaster
- Orrenda Willes Carson
This story is about the family Bible from the James R Carson family in Hamilton County, Indiana:
James R and Orrenda Willes Carson were my 2nd Great Grandparents who lived in Hamilton County, Indiana.
One day, as the story goes, a peddler came to the door selling family Bibles. Orrenda wanted one, and had James’ name engraved on the front leather cover in gold lettering. She then wrote all the weddings, marriages, deaths, and grandchildren in the family tree pages of the Bible.
From the story, J.R. was annoyed/angry that she spent so much money. As the story goes, either he wasn’t in town at the time, or not there at the house when she bought it. I vaguely remember the story, but I remember she bought it off a door-to-door salesman a peddler.
I am collecting my family stories that recounted to me. Every Thanksgiving, Christmas, and Easter, the white Haviland China comes out, along with the silver service, and we would set the table. As the family sat down for the holiday meal, my mother would tell the story of how the china came to our family. To this day, I still use this china and I am the one to tell the history of the china before we eat. When I am gone, my daughter will take over the china and the story.
Here is the story:
John Carson from Butler County, Ohio was my third Great Grandfather. The Carson family was living in Butler County, Ohio in the early 1800’s.They decided to migrate to Fayette County, Indiana and they ended up in Hamilton County, Indiana where they stayed. When the family packed their things up and loaded their covered wagon, and the most important “thing” to pack was the china.
They took the quilts they made and wrapped the china up, and packed it in barrels that they built. They made it to Fayette County, Indiana first, and then moved up to Hamilton County. Through all the moves, not one piece of china broke.
My father was a career Marine, and our family moved all over the U.S., and to Central America. My Mom bought three or four metal garbage cans. She packed her heirloom china in these barrels with the original quilts (and regular newspaper). Wherever what base we lived on, we would take our china along. Not one piece of china broke.
Must have been the “barrels” (trash cans), good luck, or the spirits were watching over that china!! I tend to think it was the spirits!
I wrote this awhile back to explain the Amish to a lady who I was doing some research for. I am posting this for Sarah to give her some background of the Amish/Mennonites.
The Amish are direct descendants of the Anabaptists of the 16th century Europe and were among the early Germanic settler’s in Pennsylvania.
There was a wide-spread counter-culture of religious reform. This is where the Anabaptist movement started.
The three groups are:
- The Mennonites of Dutch and Prussian origin
- The Hutterian Brethren of Austria
- The Swiss Brethren
Jacob Ammann founded the Swiss Brethren and the Amish are a branch of the Swiss Brethren. The Swiss Brethren were a small group of dedicated people in Zurich, Switzerland. The early leaders were Conrad Grebel, Felix Manz, and George Blaurock. The three ran into trouble for preaching without authorization by their government.
Grebel, Manz, and Blaurock thought the name “Christian” applied to the teachings of Jesus. In their view, the definition of Ulrich Zwingli,Menno SimonsChristian was to avoid confusion by everyone else who belong to the state church, went through the baptisms, and went to Mass just to fit in. In other words, The Swiss Brethren were more conservative and wanted a “pure” religion with faithful followers.
They brought their concerns to the head of the Swiss state (Reformed) church. Ulrich Zwingli, head of the Swiss Church rejected their reforms and ideas.
The three men did not care. They baptized each other, and other adults who believed as they, and started the Amish Church. They then left Europe to remove themselves from persecution by different state churches that opposed them. The three men died, two from execution by the Swiss and one from getting the plague while exiled by the Swiss.
Menno Simons joined the Anabaptists in 1536. Menno was highly educated and could write well. He wrote The Handbook (Enchiridion) and Complete Writings of Menno Simons. The Amish treasure the German and English additions of both books.
This got them into trouble because it undermined the Catholic, Lutheran, and Protestant idea of religion. The three religions mixed politics and different practices of religion the Amish did not believe in.
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Cast of Characters: Grace~~ My Great Grandmother Grace Louise Carson Stockmaster Orrenda~~My 2nd Great Grandmother Orrenda M. Willes Carson Della~~My 2nd Great Aunt Mary Dell Carson Criswell Allen Ral~ My 2nd Great Uncle (Great Grand Uncle) James Ralston Carson Jr., DVM … Continue reading