Tuesday, August 5, 2008

7 Days, 7 Requests - Immigration Files

On September 12 of 1906, my great grandfather, Leo Schrader, signed a Declaration of Intention stating that he intended to become a citizen of the United States. Five months earlier, Leo, his wife, Emma and his two young sons, Willi and Max had disembarked from the SS Amerika at Ellis Island. The declaration was the first in a series of steps leading to US Citizenship.

 
Changes made on September 27, 1906 may have created impediments to Leo’s completing the naturalization process. As far as we know, this is where Leo’s path to citizenship ended.

 In 1940, with the threat of global conflict, the Alien Registration Act of 1940 was enacted. It required registration and fingerprinting of all aliens 14 years old and older. Almost 5 million people were registered and fingerprinted at their local post office from August 27, 1940 to December 26, 1940. As a direct result of the bombing of Pearl Harbor on December 7, 1941, President Roosevelt issued a proclamation requiring further registration of all aliens, fourteen and older, from enemy nations – Germany, Italy and Japan. 

Leo and Emma were among those required to register in the month of February 1942. Information on the 1940 form included:

1. Name (maiden names for females as well as any other names the individual had used) 
2. Current Address
3. Birth date and Birth place
4. Country of Claimed Citizenship 
5. Marital Status, Sex and Race 
6. Physical Characteristics 
7. Information on the last port of arrival in the US
8. Length of time in the US 
9. Occupation 
10. Membership in clubs and organizations 
11. Any Previous Military or Naval Service 
12. Names of relatives living in the US
13. Any arrests 
14. Any political affiliations in past 5 years 

While Leo and Emma were required to register twice, it is important to know that if your ancestor was living in the US in 1940 and was not a US citizen, he or she would have been required to fill out an Alien Registration form regardless of their country of origin. If that is the case, there is a file out there waiting for you to view. The request must be made in writing and to the US Citizenship and Immigration Services. 

Taken from the USCIS website, you will find the four steps needed to make the request: 
1. On your written request, include a daytime phone number so that we may contact you. Fees in searching, copying and reviewing records may apply, see below. 
2. Provide as much information as possible on the subject matter. This will help expedite the search process. 
3. Verification of Identity, Guardianship, Accompanying Persons, and Amendment requests are requirements for making a request for records of a personal nature. Requests for disclosure of records on individuals other than yourself require consent or proof of death. 
4. Mail requests for USCIS records to the National Records Center, FOIA/PA Office, P. O. Box 648010, Lee’s Summit, MO 64064-8010. 

The USCIS website goes on to state: 
 Requests are deemed to constitute an agreement to pay any applicable fees that may be chargeable up to $25.00 without notice. Most requests do not require any fees; however, if fees exceed $25.00, we will notify you beforehand. Do not submit fees with initial requests. 

You can download and use a form G-639 to make the request. Because my great grandparents are deceased, I had to furnish proof of death, which for Leo was an obituary and for Emma a copy of her death certificate. I requested their complete immigration file, including but not limited to their alien registration forms. The requests went out in yesterday’s mail. Two letters, two requests – Boo Yah!

©  5 August 2008, Desktop Genealogist Unplugged, Teresa L. Snyder 

Monday, August 4, 2008

7 Days, 7 Requests

Inertia is defined as the resistance to motion, action, or change. We all suffer from it. Some of us are card-carrying members of the “Inertia – A Way of Life” club. I know I qualify. That’s why a recent blog post on “Copyblogger,” caught my attention. (That and the first line in Sean D’Souza’s post, “Let’s say you have to pee.” He had me at pee.) 

Sean went on to say that in these economic times, you have to drive people to purchase by giving them a sense of urgency. Buy now, or else!

I wondered, how could I put this theory to work for me? How could I use the idea of urgency to overcome my resistance to writing for that marriage record for my ggg grandparents or the Alien Registration cards for my great grandparents? 

So, I’ve created my own urgency, by publicly stating that I am going to write, fax, email, call or send smoke signals to request some of the information I have been putting off getting. In fact, I’m officially calling my plan, “7 Days, 7 Requests.” I have until next Monday at 3:00 PM to complete my personal challenge. 

If anyone decides to do his or her own 7 Days, 7 Requests, please feel free to drop me a line and let me know how it goes. I’d love to hear all about your own personal challenge and the results.




© 4 August 2008, Desktop Genealogist Unplugged, Teresa L. Snyder 

Tuesday, July 29, 2008

A Little Mojo Confusion

Well, this is my week to apologize. It seems I caused a little confusion with my post, “Oh Mojo, Won’t You Please Come Home.” I received an email from Mojo the dog, as opposed to Mojo the blog, assuring me that he wasn’t lost. He also sent pictures to prove it.

"What you mean I lost? I not lost! I right here!"


After a little embarrassed backtracking on my part, the matter was straightened out, I think to Mojo’s satisfaction. Proving that he truly was man’s (or in this case woman’s) best friend, he also sent the following advice:

 


If you're looking for something and you sniff around long enough, you'll probably find it. 

That’s, um, good advice Mojo. I’ll be sure to remember it. Thanks goes out to Joy, one of Mojo’s people who sent me the pictures and captions. And again, apologies to Mojo for the confusion. 

Until Next Time!

©  29 July 2008, Desktop Genealogist Unplugged, Teresa L. Snyder


Thud!

Thud – that’s the sound of the other shoe falling from the recent FamilySearch/Ancestry.com agreement, which I posted about here. Dick Eastman has posted a letter on his Genealogy Newsletter written by the folks at Family Search, which says, and I am summarizing here: Indexes will remain free, while images may not. As for images: 

Where possible, FamilySearch will seek to provide free public access to digital images of original records. Due to affiliate obligations, free access to some images may be available only to FamilySearch members (volunteers and indexers who meet basic contribution requirements each quarter, patrons at Family History Centers, and members of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints who’s contributions support FamilySearch’s operations). FamilySearch members will also enjoy convenient access in their homes or wherever they have Internet access. (FamilySearch is currently developing its ability to verify that users are FamilySearch members for future home access. This expanded access should be enabled in 2009.) For all the details, check out Dick’s online newsletter. Stay Tuned for more developments!

© 29 July 2008, Desktop Genealogist Unplugged, Teresa L. Snyder 


I Used to be Able to Chew Gum and Walk (Or why I can’t quite get the hang of comments and messages on this new website.)

Okay, let’s just say it. I’m a technology idiot. Ever since we changed blog formats, I have been struggling with the intricacies of this new system. Early on people made comments to my blog that I didn’t see and therefore, did not read until weeks later. Now just so you know, comments are like catnip to bloggers. We ADORE them. We would gladly stand on our hands balancing an open full Pepsi can with our feet in order to get one little ole comment. Oh yes we would. So, I felt particularly bad about not giving the proper “love” to those who commented. I resolved to fix the situation, by changing my settings so that I would have to “approve” each comment, reasoning that I would be electronically notified for approval and I could then take the appropriate steps. 

 Good plan – but something went amiss. Earlier today, I was notified about a comment posting. Excited I went to see and approve the comment only to find that there were TWO COMMENTS sitting there from the first of the month. Yipes! So I quickly approved all three and I have written each person a note apologizing, but I wanted to say publicly how sorry I am that I didn’t respond sooner. I don’t know where the glitch occurred, but as soon as I post this I’m taking off the approval setting, and I promise I will look at least once each day to see if anyone has commented. 

 For those of you who like a post, but feel challenged by the hoops you have to go through to comment, there is a little recommend button that you can click on at the bottom of each post that will let me know that somebody read the post and liked it. There is also a recommend button up at the top of the page that you can click if you like the blog in general. Oh wait, that’s probably shameless to tell you something like that. (I had a picture of the page with a red arrow pointing to the button, but that was actually too brazen even for me, but it sure made a nice graphic.) 

 Just so you know, I’ve cajoled, brow beat and threatened to set on fire family members in order to get them to click on that darn recommend button – talk about shameless! They all swear they clicked on it, but the numbers just don’t add up! So once again, let me apologize to anyone who commented on this blog or any of my other blogs and did not get the appropriate recognition. I am honored that you took the time to comment, and I promise to try Do better in the future. 

 Until Next Time!

© 29 July 2008, Desktop Genealogist Unplugged, Teresa L. Snyder 


Sunday, July 27, 2008

Stories My Grandmother Told Me

Though my writing and speech tends to be littered with superlatives – the greatest, the most, the best – the truth is, I’m much too wishy-washy to say definitively that I have a favorite of anything. So, when the glorious fM proposed “My Favorite Photograph” as the subject for this edition of “Smile for the Camera,” I admit to a slight, panic-stricken feeling at committing to a favorite photograph so publicly. I mean, won’t the other photographs be hurt? So after careful consideration, I came up with the winner. If it isn’t my favorite photograph, it is certainly one of my favorites.

 
In my family, old pictures are few and far between. The one I’ve chosen was taken in 1899 at a photography studio in Tiffin, Ohio. It is a picture of my grandmother, Katheryne Cecile Lynch and her twin sister, Elizabeth Lucille Lynch. Katheryne and Elizabeth, born October 4, 1898, were the youngest children of Laura Jane Feasel Lynch and John Perry Lynch. Laura Jane and JP appear not to have been sentimental when it came to naming most of their children. The other children – Flossie, Owen, Elbert, Hazel Grace, and Harry Victor, were not named after family members.

 
But perhaps because they had lost little Hazel Grace at age 3 or maybe it was the unexpected delight at the birth of twin daughters eight years later, Laura Jane and JP decided it was time to give their daughters family names. My grandmother, Katie was named for her paternal grandmother, Catherine Good Lynch while Elizabeth was named for her maternal grandmother, Elizabeth Armstrong Feasel. Eighteen ninety-nine appears to be the year that they set out for Greer County, Oklahoma. JP’s parents had settled there more than a decade earlier when Greer County was still considered a part of Texas. According to my grandmother they traveled by covered wagon, and she swore as little as she was she had memories of crossing the Red River.

 
Somewhere, during this time, and it may have been here in Ohio (though I have found no record of it), little Elizabeth contracted measles and died on July 7, 1899. She was nine months old. My grandmother is the one sitting on the left hand side of the picture, with Elizabeth to her right. It is possibly the only picture taken of the two girls.

 
My grandmother passed away on March 25, 1990. She outlived her twin by more than ninety years.

  Information Sources: 
1. Digital Image of PJ Keller Photograph taken Tiffin, Ohio, 1899, supplied by Phyllis Sloan 
2 .Photographic Images of leaves of George Washington Lynch Family Bible supplied by Anna Belle Lynch Mauldin 
3. Information about Greer County supplied by Dee O’Hara AND 
4. Greer County, OK GenWeb, http://www.okgenweb.org/~okgreer/ 
5. Personal conversations with Katheryne Lynch Hoy Runion

© 27 June 2008, Desktop Genealogist Unplugged, Teresa L. Snyder 

Thursday, July 24, 2008

Oh Mojo Won’t You Please Come Home

I‘ve lost it, my blogging mojo. Worse, I’ve temporarily lost (at least I hope it’s temporary) my insatiable hunger for all things genealogical. I’m not sure how this happened. Maybe it’s something like the brain freeze you get when you woof down that first big bite of ice cream on a hot summer day. I’ve been woofing down all kinds of family history information and coming up with precious few leads. 

As a result, there are fresh new frustration dents on my desktop where head and desk have met. (Hey, maybe that’s my problem. Maybe I have self-induced brain damage. Nah!) I read where Jessica of Jessica’s Genejournal has a whopping 619 posts in only a year and a half online. Cripes, I’ve been blogging for eleven months and I haven’t even hit 200. Kudos to you Jessica – except you’re depressing the heck out of me. And now, I have absolutely nothing to say. Not one new unique Terry’s oddball brain inspired thing to tell you. Nada, Nothing, Zilch. (See, what I mean.)

So while I am out looking for my blogging mojo and my genealogical zest, here are two links to two carnivals that posted last weekend. Lisa of 100 Years in America hosted this edition of the COG. The subject was “Age.” And my prolific friend Jessica hosted the Carnival of Central and Eastern European Genealogy. The topic was research experiences and tips. Enjoy! 

Well, I’m off to find my mojo. Here mojo. Here zest. Hey, if you see them, just send them on home – PLEASE!

© 24 July 2008, Desktop Genealogist Unplugged, Teresa L. Snyder 


Monday, July 21, 2008

The Party's Over - Almost

If you don’t read blogs religiously like I do, then you may have missed the hoopla earlier today when Ancestry.com and FamilySearch announced their collaboration on US, English and Welsh Census records.

You can read the full press release with all the juicy details at, FamilySearch and Ancestry.com Team to Publish New Images and Enhanced Indexes to the U.S. Censuses

Let me quote in part from the release: 

The first census exchanged is the 1900 U.S. Census. FamilySearch completed a 1900 index in addition to Ancestry.com’s original. In the new index, FamilySearch added several new fields of searchable data, such as birth month and birth year, so individuals can search for ancestors more easily. The two indexes will be merged into an enhanced index, available on both sites. The new 1900 census images are now available on Ancestry.com. The enhanced 1900 index will be available for free for a limited time at Ancestry.com and ongoing at FamilySearch.org. 

Did you see – the INDEX will be available for free “ongoing” at FamilySearch.org, NOT the images. This was an index worked on by Family Search volunteers – you know, volunteers, as in I’m doing this for free out of the goodness of my heart volunteers. Randy Seaver at Genea-Musings has concerns about issues as well as some interesting observations in his blog post, Ancestry and FamilySearch to work together on Census Records.

Randy asks several good questions about the fate of other census indexes and images that FamilySearch has been working on. Randy also links to a post by Diane Haddad at the Genealogy Insider who says, 

The census indexes on Ancestry.com and FamilySearch will link to record images on Ancestry.com. If someone without an Ancestry.com subscription clicks the image link, he’ll be prompted to join. Subscriptions cost $155.40 per year or $19.95 for a month.

Well, the other shoe finally fell. My question is what will happen to the other images currently available for view at the Family Search website. Images like the Ohio Death Certificates, Texas Death Records, West Virginia Marriages – well you get the idea. Maybe I’m just a confirmed cynic, but I’ve always suspected having these free images available online was a temporary aberration. Of course, I could be wrong. We'll just have to wait and see how this plays out. I think, however, if FamilySearch is planning on turning over all or part of their image and index collection to Ancestry, they should inform their volunteers, so they can decide if they want to continue with the indexing project. 

Hey, wonder what happened to Ancestry’s own volunteer indexing program? 

Until Next Time!

© 21 July 2008, Desktop Genealogist Unplugged, Teressa L. Snyder 


Wednesday, July 16, 2008

The Kindness of Stangers

“I have always depended on the kindness of strangers.” What was true for Blanche Dubois is doubly true for me as a researcher of my German roots. For one thing, I don’t speak a word of German, (Verstehen?). For another, many of the records were lost during World War II. And finally, even if the first two issues could be overcome, there is a loss of collective identity for the place my family once called home. That home no longer exists and the inhabitants and their descendents have been scattered to the winds. (For a better idea of what I’m talking about you can read two previous posts – Pomerania - An Introduction and Part II: Pomerania - War and Consequences.) I was lucky to have started my research on this part of my family in the Age of the Internet. If I had attempted this twenty years ago, I wouldn’t have been able to make much headway. I was also very fortunate that my great grandparents had kept documents and letters that pointed the way to begin my search.

 A website, called Kartenmeister, lets you search for the names of German villages. My great grandmother Emma, for example, was born in the village of Klein Gansen. Here’s what my search told me about the village:

 
From this, I learned the province and county where she was born. A website dedicated to preserving the history of the county, Stolp, was extremely helpful. They also had a mailing list, which of course is in German, and I joined. With the mailing list, I use Google to do a quick and dirty translation, and while I am occasionally lost during some discussions, the members of this mailing list have helped me find a couple of key pieces of information. They found the baptismal record for my great grandmother and the marriage date for one set of great great grandparents. I won’t tell you how long I labored writing my query in German, but the point is I can communicate with other German researchers, and they can communicate with me. As long I get over the fear of looking stupid in another language, I am all set. 

 Google also helped me find an American family historian who was researching one of my family names. Even in Germany, the last name of Quetschke is not that common, so when I found Shirley Pawlowski’s home page I was ecstatic. Shirley had actually come across my family and she was kind enough to share what she had found with me. We still haven’t figured out the exact connection between our two families but because they came from the same area of Stolp, we are certain they are connected in some manner. 

 One of my other great finds was a German researcher who was researching the surnames, Gliewe and Gleffe. Jörg and I communicated via the Google translator, which created some, um, interesting conversations. He translated into German a number of letters that were done in Plattdeutsch (Low German), so I could get a rough translation from Google. He also was able to find out what happened to some of Emma’s family, and sent me family trees on them. There are people living in Germany today, who descend from Emma’s siblings. All that survived, had lived in East Germany. Jörg interviewed their descendents, and sent me some of the information. I know for example that young Karl who had missed his little nephew, Willi, in a letter that I included in my post, Pomerania - An Introduction, had lost three sons in World War II. His wife, hearing that a third son had died, was so grief stricken that she ran from the house. They found her the next day dead and lying atop the grave of one of her sons. A database search on Volksbund der Deutschekriegsgraberfursorge, the website of the German War Graves Commison, confirmed this information and added more details. 

 Another website, Pommerdatenbank, run by Gunther Stubs, inputs data from local directories into a database so that you can locate family living in the area prior to 1945. This is ongoing project, but has already yielded results for me. Though the information on my German ancestors tends to trickle in drip by drip, it is a wonderful time to be involved in this type of research. With persistence, a good search engine, some translating tools and a lot of help from friends, I continue to make progress – a little at a time. 

 Until Next Time – Happy Ancestral Digging!  

This was written for the Carnival of Central and Eastern European Genealogy

© 16 July 2008, Desktop Genealogist Unplugged, Teresa L. Snyder 



Tuesday, July 15, 2008

A Question of Age

This edition’s topic for the Carnival of Genealogy is age. I’ve been sitting here staring at my Family Tree Maker software, willing it to spit out the ancestor who wins in the longevity department. Sadly, I can no more bend the program to my will than I can use my mental powers to de-calorie Ben and Jerry’s ice cream. (And the world is a much sadder place for my failure.) 

So, I had settled on telling you about my great great grandfather John R. Hoy, who if he did not win the longevity award, came darn close, as he was 99 years, 8 months and 30 days old when he died. Other close but no cigar candidates for the award were my maternal grandmother, Katie Lynch Hoy, who lived to be 91 years, 5 months and 21 days old, and my paternal great grandfather, Leo Schrader who was 91 years and 9 days at the time of his death. The good news for me is that I have some lengthy-life genes swirling around in my genetic stew. 

However, as I was going through my tons of information, I came across the marriage certificate of my paternal grandparents, Walter Sloan and Anna Schrader, and it reminded me of another type of age issue which I already knew about but had forgotten. On June 20, 1930, my grandmother swore before the probate officer that as of January 16, 1930 she was 21 years of age and that her occupation was “seamstress.” My grandfather swore a similar oath – that he was 22 years of age on March 28, 1930 and that his occupation was “farming.” This was fine, except that BOTH of my grandparents had lied!

 

To be fair, in grandpa’s case, he probably didn’t know his actual birth date. Here, in the marriage license application, he gave it as March 28, 1908. On his death certificate, his birth date is listed as January 30, 1909. His actual date of birth was July 23, 1908. Why are there discrepancies? 

Grandpa’s mother died when he was not quite three. His father, Elmer, took Walter and his baby brother George to Lucas County, Ohio where Elmer’s brother Lawson lived. Three years later, Elmer himself was dead. There was nobody left to remember a little boy’s exact birthday. Six years later, at the age of 10, Grandpa shows up as the adopted son of William and Nettie Sloan in Clyde, Ohio. It’s sad to think that I know Grandpa’s exact birth date but he did not. 

Grandma’s lie, on the other hand, is down right puzzling. I had always assumed she did it so she would not need parental consent. But Anna was 19, and while not the 21 she claimed, it seems certain she would not have needed her parents to sign for her. As far as I can tell, she would have only needed this consent if she were below the age of 18. So why fib? If you knew my grandmother, you’d know she was always a sharp cookie, so there’s no doubt she knew how old she was. Did the clerk, misunderstand? Was she showing some kind of sympathetic support to my grandfather – since his correct date could not be recorded than neither would hers? The answer is I don’t know, but I would love to have been a little mouse sitting in the corner and listening to their answers that day.

Until Next Time – Happy Ancestral Digging!

© 15 January 2008, Desktop Genealogist Unplugged, Teresa L. Snyder 


Monday, July 14, 2008

How to EmBADbarrass A Four Year Old!

We’ve coined a new word at our house, “emBADbarrased” Our four-year old grandson is the author. 

Last Friday, he twisted my arm and talked me into going to McDonald’s, that famous haute cuisine establishment for the preschool crowd. While sitting at our booth, he spilled the smallest drop of his orange juice on the tabletop, and proving that I am a smart aleck with all ages, I said something like, “Aaah …, I’m tellin.’” 

Instead of the usual freckled face grin that I was expecting, I was surprised to hear him say in an almost anguished tone, “Don’t, I will be emBADbarrased, and I will never come wiff you to McDonald’s again.”

Oh, break my heart. Never again to know the joy’s of Happy Meals. Don’t tempt me kid! Taking pity on his anguished tone, I let him know that I wouldn’t dream of emBADbarrassing him, at least not for such a meager reason as a drop of orange juice.

But the new word has stuck with me and I have been inserting into all kinds of conversations with my husband. 

It’s like the time, when the grandson was going through some serious potty training and the reward was some nifty Sponge Bob and Cars underwear. Excited by the prospect, and wanting me to know he was coming to my house the next day, the little fellow grabbed the phone away from his father one night and bellowed, “I BRING MY UNDERPANTS!” 

For months after that, I would randomly punctuate my conversations with, “I BRING MY UNDERPANTS!”

Now that I know the little guy has reached the stage of self-consciousness, I will have to take special pains to figure out what kinds of things I need to avoid. I truly love the kid, and I would never purposefully cause him a moment’s unhappiness. 

Walking back to my front steps as he and his mother were backing out of the driveway last Friday, I heard a shout, “Maw T-U!” 

I turned around to see him wildly blowing kisses at me out the passenger car window. Apparently, THAT didn’t embBADbarrass him. 

Until Next Time!

© 14 July 2008, Desktop Genealogist Unplugged, Teresa L. Snyder 


To The Aid of Fellow Procrastinators

Okay, let’s be honest. You’re reading this post because you’re putting off doing something you know you SHOULD be doing, but just don’t feel like settling into doing it quite yet. That’s cool. I’m always happy to oblige a fellow procrastinator. 

If you’re looking for some quality material to procrastinate over, might I suggest you go over to the blog, Shades of the Departed and check out the 3rd edition of “Smile for the Camera.” 

There are twenty contributors writing on the topic, A Celebration of Home

If the boss catches you reading them, just tell him you’re doing research. No, I’m not going to tell you how to correlate the Celebration of Home posts with your particular job. You’ll figure something out. You are, after all, a smart one aren’t you? I mean you are reading this post – case closed. 

Until Next Yadda Yadda Yadda ...

© 14 July 2008, Desktop Genealogist Unplugged, Teresa L. Snyder 


Sunday, July 13, 2008

To Bury a Civil War Soldier

On April 11, 1884, the General Assembly for the State of Ohio passed an act that would allow the state to defray funeral expenses for any former Union soldier, sailor or marine whose family did not have sufficient funds to cover the funeral expenses. 

In Vinton County, Ohio, a board was set up to review these cases and decide who would qualify for these benefits. A payment was approved for $28.40 to bury my great great grandfather Henry Smathers, on March 5, 1888.

I have written about both Henry and his wife, Louisa, in previous posts. (An Amputation in Georgia and Pension File Stories: Louisa Ish Smathers, Disappearing Woman.) 

Henry served two tours of duty, reenlisting for the second term on January 23, 1864. Five months later to the day, at Kennesaw Mountain, Georgia, Henry received the wound that resulted in the amputation of his left leg. The pension deposition of Louisa leaves little doubt that the family lived a life of postwar poverty. Below is an itemized accounting of how the $28.40 was spent. 

1 Coffin $15.00 
1 Robe $ 5.00 
1 Pair of Slippers and Gloves $ 1.40 
Hearse and Team $ 5.00
Digging Grave and Filling $ 2.00 

As of this moment, I have not found where either Henry or Louisa is buried. Perhaps, for them, it is enough to know where and how they lived. 

Until Next Time . . .

© 13 July 2008, Desktop Genealogist Unplugged, Teresa L. Snyder 


Thursday, July 10, 2008

Memories of a Childhood Home

When I dream of home, the place my sleeping mind takes me is to the gray shingled house where I lived from the age of two until a few months before my eleventh birthday. The house, built by my Uncle Boo, was a wonderful cozy place that we outgrew with the arrival of my baby brother. Our house was one of the first built on the street, and there were no sidewalks.

For a number of years, a large tree at the corner served as a mail drop, with a variety of mailboxes nailed to its trunk. At the time, it seemed perfectly natural to walk down to the end of the street and get your mail off of a tree. In retrospect, it was a very peculiar arrangement, which today, would probably cause a public out cry and qualify as a crime against nature. 

The one end of the street sat at a higher elevation than the other end of the street, so that it felt like you were walking down a small slope as you progressed down the road. The houses on the opposite side of the road, all had retaining walls in the middle of their backyards, which were handy for jumping off and playing war, unless of course a mom happened to be looking out the back window, admonishing you NOT to jump.

I don’t have in my possession a very good picture of the house itself. Below is a picture that shows the side of our house with the back door, as well as yours truly with my long nose accentuated by mother’s insistence on short, short bangs. My mother and I were constantly at war about the length of my bangs throughout my childhood. I guess we can see by this picture, which one of us was right!

 


Besides my middle sister as a playmate, the neighborhood “gang” consisted of my friend Debbie and her brother Ronnie, Diane and her brother Jerry, Susie and sometimes, when he deigned to grace us with his presence, Susie’s brother Chris, Mary Ellen, and once in awhile, Pony Tail who lived at the farthest end of the street. Other kids from nearby neighborhoods would also play with us, but this was the core group.

Debbie was the one who taught me how to make the sign of the cross, when she was going through catechism classes. Of course, being a Lutheran, my mother frowned upon showing off this new talent when I went to our church the next time. When I found out by accident, that not only did she get to make the sign of the cross, and have a cool set of rosary beads, but that a quick confession absolved Deb for all that particular week’s sins, I was all like – sign me up! 

And what particular sins could a child under ten have that would make the idea of confession sound good? Well, for one, there was a game we played that involved throwing your flip flops at bees who were minding there own business in the clover, and then running like heck, squealing if the bee chased after you. Of course, one bee got revenge for all, when I was running in my front yard one day, and ran out of my flip-flop, stepping squarely on one of those fine creatures. He rewarded me by jabbing his stinger into my instep. I gave bees a wide berth after that.

Another time, instead of playing hide and seek with my friends, as I desperately wanted to do, my mother made me keep an eye on my baby brother and my two-year old sister, while she went inside to start lunch or maybe dinner. My youngest sister was painting on a large piece of paper on the sidewalk, when I looked away, craning my neck to see what my friends were doing across the street. I don’t think I looked away that long, but it was long enough for sis to get bored with the paper, and decide that using my brother’s face for a canvas was a much better idea. When I looked back, there my brother was with big black circles painted around both eyes. He never let out a peep. Was it my fault he was born with bad reflexes? 

In my memory, summers lasted forever, and the days were filled with kick ball games, running through the sprinkler, communal reading of comic books, and plays performed and written by those of us in the neighborhood. It was a great place to spend a childhood, and there are many nights where I am back in that neighborhood, with those friends and that house – even if it is only in my dreams. 

Until Next Time! 

This post written for “Smile for the Camera’s” 3rd edition – a celebration of home.

© 10 July 2008, Desktop Genealogist Unplugged, Teresa L. Snyder 

The Family of Man - Dancing the Matt Harding Way

When I stray away from the subject of genealogy on this blog, it's usually to post about family, pictures, or maybe the weather. For this post I'm traveling still farther away to, well let's just call this subject, "The Family of Man."

If you haven't watched it yet, here is the link to Matt Harding's You Tube video, "Where in the Hell is Matt (2008)." The more appropriate title would be "Dancing." I'm guessing the video will leave you with a smile or maybe, if you are a sentimental schmuck like me, you'll be a little teary eyed at the possibilities of one very fine, grand world.

If you would like to read more about Matt's project you can read Jessica Wanke's piece at NPR, entitled "YouTube Phenom On Dancing Badly The World Over."

If you are interested in taking a look at Matt's Outtakes for his Dancing video you can take a look here. hey are also pretty entertaining. 

Until Next Time!

© 10 July 2008, Desktop Genealogist Unplugged, Teresa L. Snyder 


Wednesday, July 9, 2008

A Whole lot of This and That

SANDUSKY COUNTY KIN HUNTERS MEETING THIS SUNDAY 

Just a reminder – This Sunday, July 13, the Sandusky County Kin Hunters will be having their monthly meeting at 2:00 Pm at the Sandusky Township Hall on Rt. 19 North in Fremont. Dave tells me the speaker will be Lolita Guthrie of The Ohio Genealogical Society. Her topic will be “Cemeteries, Our Buried History?” As always, the meeting is free and open to anyone interested in family history. Parking is handicapped accessible. If you have any questions or need further information, contact Dave at 419-502-7620. 

23RD ANNUAL OHIO GENEALOGICAL SOCIETY CHAPTER MANAGEMENT SEMINAR – SATURDAY AUGUST 16 

I’m tardy on mentioning this next item. The 23rd Ohio Genealogical Society Chapter Management Seminar will be held Saturday, August 16th, at the Holiday Inn of Elyria, Ohio located at 1825 Lorain Blvd (State Route 57) between Elyria and Lorain. This is free to OGS members and OGS Chapter members, and $25.00 for all others. Below is the schedule of events: 9:00 - 9:30 Registration (complimentary doughnuts and beverages available) 

ORDERS TAKEN FOR BOX LUNCHES:
($10.00 cash for each box lunch) 9:30 - 9:40 Opening Session E. Paul Morehouse, O.G.S. President Kenny R. Burck, O.G.S. Chapter Management Seminar Chair 
CONCURRENT SESSIONS 
9:45 - 10:45 Session #1
A - “Lineage Applications - Compiling Yours/Reviewing For Your Chapter” - Margaret Cheney 
B - “Taking a Look at Your Township and Village Records for Your Next Chapter Project” - Thomas Stephen Neel
C - “Developing or Locating Quality Programs for Your Chapter Members” - Gwen Gotham Mayer

11:00 - 12:00 Session #2
D- “Attracting New Members for Your Chapter” - Deborah Lichtner Deal 
E - “Deciding What to Publish and How to Get it Done” - Sunda Anderson Peters
F - “Whose Materials Are They?, Keeping Ownership of Your Chapter’s Possessions” - Bvenitta J. Williams 

12:00 - 12:45 LUNCH - Box lunch served with a $ 10.00 charge for each box lunch 

1:00 - 2:15 Session #3
G - “How to Find and Generate Quality Material for Your Chapter Newsletter” - Wallace D. Huskonen H - “Attracting, Directing and Keeping Volunteers” - Cinda Anderson Justice 

2:30 - 3:30 
“Meet the O.G.S. President: Your Chapter Relationship with OGS & Other O.G.S. Issues” - E. Paul Morehouse 

Closing Remarks and Door Prize Drawing (must attend to win) 

Kenny R. Burck, O.G.S. Chapter Management Seminar Chair Note: If you are planning to stay overnight at the Holiday Inn, the cost for OGS will be $79 plus tax. Deadline for reservations if staying over Friday night is JULY 16. Contact information for the Holiday Inn Phone: 1-800-321-7333 Internet: www.hokday-inn.com/cle-elyria If you have questions, contact Kenny Burck at 513-851-9549 or kburck@juno.com or OGS at 419-756-7294 or ogs@ogs.org.

CARNIVAL OF GENEALOGY POSTED

The 51st edition of the Carnival of Genealogy has been posted! This edition was hosted by Thomas MacEntee of Destination: Austin Family. Thanks Thomas for a great job! The topic was Independent Spirit. It's always surprising how so many people can take the same topic and make it uniquely their own. The topic for the next edition is AGE and will be hosted by Lisa at 100 Years in America. (It almost feels like I'm announcing - Party at Lisa's!)

Until Next Time – Happy Ancestral Digging!

© 9 July 2008, Desktop Genealogist Unplugged, Teresa L. Snyder 


Friday, July 4, 2008

If those are a Jar of Mustard Pickles, then this must be Heaven!

One of my favorite geneabloggers, Janice Brown of “Cow Hampshire” wrote a cute piece the other day entitled, You say Catsup, I say Ketchup. (For the record, I say ketchup but write it catsup.) In it she talked about the origins of catsup, how it wasn’t always made with tomatoes and she closed her post with a recipe from The Farmer’s Cabinet of Amherst, New Hampshire, published in 1852. 

Janice’s piece had me going down memory lane. As a child, I can remember my grandmother making delicious homemade catsup. That got me to thinking about all the other goodies that grandma used to make. 

My favorite was her mustard pickles. A few years ago, my mother and I went through Grandma’s old recipes looking for the mustard pickle one. We would examine each recipe, and then reject it as we remembered some key ingredient that was missing. Now you have to understand that it had been three decades or longer since we had tasted this wonderful recipe, so we were straining some dormant taste buds to recall exactly what was in her famous mixture. And so it went, the two of us coming up with a variety of entries in the mustard pickle sweepstakes. 

Finally, we found one that we both agreed was probably the one grandma used to make her wonderful concoction. I don’t why we were in such a hot sweat to find it – neither of us can. In any event, below is her recipe – she called it Mixed Pickles Recipe. I call it:

Grandma’s Mixed (Mustard) Pickles Recipe 
1 quart small pickles 
1 quart pickles cut in chunks 
1 quart big lima beans 
1 quart carrots cut in chunks 
1 quart string beans
1 quart small white onions 
1 quart green tomatoes
6 red mangoes (grandma referred to peppers as mangoes) 
6 green mangoes (peppers) 
2 head of cauliflower
1 bunch celery 

 Boil each separately in salt water until tender, except pickles and tomatoes. Let them stand in salt water, drain them, then make a dressing of the following:

2 quart vinegar 
1 cup prepared mustard 
1 T tumeric powder 
1 cup flour 
2 lb brown sugar 
1 tsp celery seeds 
1 tsp mustard seed 

Let vinegar came to boil add the flour, turmeric made into a paste. Add the rest of the ingredients. Let come to a boil. Add the vegetables that have been cooked then add pickles; tomatoes let all come to a boil. Can while hot. 

When I die, I will know I’ve gotten into heaven, if when I open my eyes my grandmother, Anna, is standing there with a jar of mustard pickles, and there’s a fork and a plate with my name on it sitting near by. 

Have a safe and Happy Fourth of July! 

Update: I've submitted this post for Bill West's Geneablogger's Picnic. I'm bringing the Mustard Pickles. Yummy! I can't wait to see what everybody is bringing!

© 4 July 2008, Desktop Genealogist Unplugged, Teresa L. Snyder 

Wednesday, July 2, 2008

Wordless Wednesday - Flat Rock Cemetery



           © 2 July 2008, Desktop Genealogist Unplugged, Teresa L. Snyder 


Tuesday, July 1, 2008

Delete is NOT an option

Okay, this post is only for those of you who maintain blogs on this newspaper website or those of an affiliated newspaper website. The rest of you can go do something else - sleep, eat, start a third world country. 

 Last week, tired and getting frustrated with trying to post an aethetically pleasing copy of my work online, I gave up and said, "Chuck it!" (Actually, I said, "Screw it," but I wanted to use something more family friendly and in keeping with my pristine image.) I then, because the editing tools gave me this option, elected to delete the post and start again from scratch. Finally, satisfied with the results, I tapped the "publish" button and everything was, how do you say, hunky-dorey.

However, when I later pulled up my blog on my Google Reader, (What! Am I the only narcissistic blogger out there that wants to see how my posts look in Reader?) I noticed that the deleted post and the newly published post both appeared. And the deleted post is still there, driving me nuts, staring at me with all of its larger than life flaws, begging to be deleted - WHICH I CANNOT DO! Okay, let me take a breath. In the whole scheme of things, this issue rates a 1.5 on a scale of 1 to 10 for serious problems. BUT IT IS DRIVING ME CRAZY! 

 So, for those of you who blog on the News-Mess or one of its sister sites, know this. Once you push the "publish" button, that baby is out there in Google Reader land and no little ole delete button is getting rid of it. Nuff said. 

 Until Next Time!

© 1 July 2008, Desktop Genealogist Unplugged, Teresa L. Snyder 


A Footnote to My Last Post

Yesterday I wrote about my 6th great grandfather, the Rev. Daniel Schumacher. One of the entries in Daniel Schumacher's Baptismal Register found listed on April 28, 1756 was for an Anna Maria Schmedder, the four week old daughter of William Schmedder and his wife Maria Catharina. An asterisk beside Anna Maria’s name indicated that Daniel had given a hand decorated certificate of the baptism, a Taufscheine, to the couple to commemorate the event.

The baptism was done at a church that Daniel called, Allemangel. The church was located in Albany Township of Berks County, Pennsylvania. 

Descendents of William Schmedder and descendents of Daniel Schumacher would move away from Southeastern Pennsylvania, and eventually both William and Daniel would have lines that would make their way, by different routes. to Sandusky County in Ohio. Almost two hundred years after the baptism, the 5th Great granddaughter of Daniel and Maria Elisabeth Schumacher would meet, fall in love and marry the 5th Great grandson of William and Maria Catharina Schmedder. How do I know this? Well, I know the couple – the 5th great granddaughter and the 5th great grandson of Schumacher and Schmedder. I am their daughter.

Until Next Time – Happy Ancestral Digging!

© 1 July 2008, Desktop Genealogist Unplugged, Teresa L. Snyder 


"Owed" to an Ugly Wife

The story goes that after a night of frolicking intoxication in Halifax, my 6th great grandfather, Daniel, woke up the next morning and found himself married. The spontaneous nuptials were bad enough, but worse, the “lady” in question was, how should I say this delicately - she put the UG in ugly. Grandpa did what anyone might do in just such a situation. He packed up, and quickly put as much distance as possible between himself and said wife. This occurred in July 1753 and but for one small detail, this story would have been an obscure forgotten incident 

The small detail - Daniel Schumacher, my 6th great grandfather, was a Lutheran minister and would be called on later to explain this little misstep in Nova Scotia. His flight took him south, all the way to Philadelphia where he presented credentials from the Lutheran pastor of New York City and from the ministerium of Lutheran pastors of Hamburg, Germany. The German papers identified young Daniel as a pastoral candidate, meaning he had studied theology at a German university. Though some were skeptical of Daniel and scandalized that he had performed the Lord’s Supper without proper ordination, there was such a hunger on the part of the German immigrants to hear the word preached in their native tongue, that a young man eager to take on the job of traveling minister was hard to turn down. 

Of course, the letters from the Hamburg ministers turned out to be bogus. And it was these very letters that the New York minister, Johann Weygand, had based his own letter of recommendation. Weygand had written to his colleagues in Hamburg 

“…candidate Daniel Schumacher. He arrived here from Halifax a few weeks ago, and, because of the deep respect we for your reverences’ testimonial, we permitted him to preach here, and since he had been quite destitute in Halifax, we furnished him with new clothing, and then sent him to Pennsylvania, where he may expect a prompt assignment, or perhaps one here in our own province.” 

Clearly, Weygand, whose financial support came from Hamburg, was anxious to let the group know that he was taking care of their young protégé.

In 1755, Weygand received a letter from Dr. Friedrich Wagner, of the Hamburg ministerium, stating that no one there could recall a candidate by the name of Daniel Schumacher. Additionally, there were complaints locally of Daniel’s cursing and drunkenness. The news of an abandoned wife in Canada had also surfaced. Slowly, Daniel’s web of lies and half truths began to unravel. 

The synod disassociated with him. He would never become an officially ordained minister, which left him particularly bitter and surly when it came to the folks of the Lutheran synod. He did, however, continue with what he perceived to be his true calling, preaching the gospel as an independent minister.

By this time, Schumacher had endeared himself to his congregations in what are now the counties of Berks, Lehigh, Northampton and Schuylkill in Pennsylvania. In each church where he officiated, he started registers to record the events, and kept his own register with notes of all the baptisms he performed, over 1500 in all. 

For some of these baptisms, he created special, hand decorated baptismal certificates called, Taufscheine. These decorated certificates were a form of the Pennsylvania German folk art, known as Fraktur. He also decorated some of his church registers in the same manner. Daniel’s Fraktur works still exist today and are highly prized pieces of art. He also was an accomplished writer and poet.

 
An Example of Daniel Schumacher's Work from "Publications of The Pennsylvania German Society, Vol.1"

He encouraged, when appropriate, his parishioners to build churches, which were often the center of community life in the back woods of Pennsylvania. He continued to serve them and travel to their homes and churches, even though the ongoing French and Indian War made such travel dangerous. And though at times he could be found in the center of congregational controversy, he remained a popular minister whose flock was very loyal. 

He would marry a local girl, Maria Elisabeth Steigerwalt who must have met Daniel’s standard for beauty, have seven children, and own a 100-acre farm in Lehigh County in Pennsylvania. He died there in May of 1787. 

Daniel was a man of many talents and many flaws. It’s hard to believe that a large number of people with Pennsylvania Dutch heritage owe knowledge of their own ancestral history to Daniel Schumacher’s registers and that a significant number of people are walking the earth today because Daniel couldn’t stand to look at an ugly wife. 

Written for 51st Edition of the Carnival of Genealogy – Independent Spirit 

Sources:
Publications of The Pennsylvania German Society, Vol.1, Allentown, Pennsylvania, The Pennsylvania German Society, 1968. Wertkin, Gerard C, editor and Lee Kogan, associate editor, Encyclopedia of American Folk Art, Routlege, New York, 2004. A History of Weisenberg Church, 1981.

Digital Images, Ancestry, www.ancestry.com, 2008.

© 1 July 2008, Desktop Genealogist Unplugged, Teresa L. Snyder 

Friday, June 27, 2008

A June Wedding

Last Friday, my husband and I had the privilege of attending the wedding of one of our favorite couples, my nephew Jeff and his new bride Lizzie. The mood for the evening was appropriately set by the simple ceremony performed amidst a summer garden, witnessed by close family and friends

I would show you a picture of the happy couple, but my nephew warned me that he would expect royalties for any likeness of him found on this blog site. Humph! 

One of my favorite moments, was my great nephew escorting his grandmother, my sister, down the garden path to her seat, and then skipping all the way back. The sight of a six year old skipping happily in a tux is just too precious to describe. I wasn’t quick enough to catch him mid skip with my camera – but below you get an idea. (Note: HE didn’t demand any royalties, thank goodness.)

 
While many brides and grooms request adults only for their reception, which of course is their right, Lizzie and Jeff did just the opposite. Because they both have young relatives who are very special to them, they centered their reception on these young guests. There was a scavenger hunt, a kid’s menu, and a DJ playing the “Hokey Pokey” to name just a few ways the reception catered to the younger crowd. And the kids all loved it! 

Watching my father twirl my mother around the dance floor, chatting with my own children and their special some ones, and seeing my three sibs and their families all under the same roof - well, you now know my definition of heaven. It was truly a special night. I want to thank Lizzie’s family for hosting such a wonderful event – everything was post card perfect.

And to Lizzie and Jeff, I wish you the usual blessings of happiness, health, and prosperity. I would also wish you a life filled with buckets of love, but judging from the way the two of you looked at each other, and the warm loving glow that flowed through the room last Friday night, I think you already have the love thing covered. Congratulations!

© 27  June 2008, Desktop Genealogist Unplugged, Teresa L. Snyder 


Friday, June 20, 2008

Yo Momma and Dirty Diaper Humor

Warning - those of you who have difficulty controlling your gag reflex will want to pass on this post. This post may also be offensive to those with good taste. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED! 

Not that this has anything to do with genealogy, more like family relationships, but I’ve been lurking on a blog entitled, “Postcards from Yo Momma.” Seeing the name, I was a little concerned that one of my three darling children may have instigated the blog as I have been know to sign my emails to them, Yo Momma. Thank goodness, none of my offspring had anything to do with the inception of this website. It was the brainchild of Jessica Grose and Doree Shafrir, who call it a “repository of modern day maternal correspondence.” If you think all mothers send their children dainty little email missives, you would be dead wrong. 

Take, for example, the mother who after seeing her child’s school grades, wrote, “What’s wrong with you?” reminding her son that she had, “enough problems, without you adding to them.”

Or how about the mom, 60 years old, who was going to be pole dancing at a wedding shower. She goes on to admonish her child to, “Look for a flask because the booze sit (sec) for the wedding is NONE!”

Ah, yes, motherly love is a wonderful thing. You should know that some mother’s actually use CURSE words when writing to their children. It’s hard to believe that any child could create such passionate, angry vibes from their maternal parent, but apparently, this happens. Not that I have ever written anything close to swearing in an email to any of my brood, I’m too smart. I know that anything out there in the written world can come back to bite you – hard! The closest thing to an off color email I have sent to any of my offspring was a link to a blog post that talked about a large, um, excrement (read poop) problem. I sent this to my middle child for a variety of reasons.

1. When this particular child was a little guy still sleeping in a crib, he became bored waiting for me to come and get him up one morning. His solution to his boredom involved reaching into his diaper and smearing the contents (read poop) all over his face. By the time I came into his bedroom, all I could see clearly was his right eye. (Do I need to tell you he had pasted the left one shut with his, um, working medium?) Had he made the same mess on a blanket, stuffed animal or even his crib, there is no doubt in my mind, I would have simply thrown the soiled article out. But one cannot throw out a perfectly good child, now can one?

I won’t tell you exactly how I managed to clean him up. I’m not sure if the statute of limitations has run out on child endangerment even if it has been over three decades. Let’s just say that the boy never sought to alleviate his boredom in this manner again.

2. Maybe owing to his earlier experience, this particular child has always found fecal matter (read poop) humor to be amusing. I blame this on the fact that he apparently inherited the “warped humor” gene from both grandfathers. Not that either of these gentleman shared this particular brand of humor, but when you combine a WH (warped humor) gene from both the maternal and paternal lines, the result can be a little over the top. 

3. For years, I have been the one clucking solemn disapproval at this son’s predilection for excrement humor. I knew he would be shocked that I had sent him the link. Sometimes you just have shake up your adult child’s assumptions about you. 

I haven’t seen any excrement references on “Postcards from Yo Momma” but nothing is sacred. So if you are not too easily shocked, can handle the idea that a female parent might occasionally swear, and just want to be sure your child hasn’t sold you out for a brief moment of fame, you will want to check out this website. You should know, it can be addictive! 

Until Next Time!

© 20 June 2008, Desktop Genealogist Unplugged, Teresa L. Snyder 

Thursday, June 19, 2008

Mary, Mary Mary? Part Two - Will the real Mary Shirkey please step forward

Yesterday, I wrote about Mary Shirkey of Seneca County, who had not one, but three different identities. Because I wanted to put the correct Mary with her children, I embarked on a little extra research of each of her supposed identities. In my previous post, I summarized my findings and conclusions on Mary Armes Thompson and Mary Beam. Today I conclude with the final Mary, Mary Good originally of Shenandoah County. 

Identity 3 - Mary Good of Shenandoah County, Virginia, daughter of William Good II and Susannah Kauffman Good. 

This theory was advanced by Thelma Shope who like me, descended from Mary’s eldest brother, Joseph Good. Velma June Good Hulvey wrote a book entitled, “The William Good Family” which traced the descendants of William Good II’s father, William Good I. 

The original book came out in the late 1970’s. Because so many people responded with new information, a revised edition was printed in 1996. This version included the information that Mary Good was the wife of John Shirkey and that the family settled in Seneca County. No supporting information or documentation was given, so in March of 2004, I called Mrs. Hulvey, and asked about the source of the information. Mrs. Hulvey was very gracious and told me that Thelma Shope (whom she had listed in her book) was the source of the information. Unfortunately, Thelma had died in July of 2003. I had never met Thelma, but had stumbled across her queries and other information as I was doing my own research. I decided I would have to reconstruct the information Thelma had used to decide that Mary Good was Mary Shirkey, 

1. Velma Hulvey in her book, “The William Good Family,” had included a transcription for a Land Deed done in Shenandoah County, Virginia dated August 27, 1830. I was later able to get a copy of this deed from the Library of Virginia. Located in Shenandoah County’s Deed Book 11, pages 495- 498, the first few sentences read as follows: “This Indenture made this 27 day of August in the year of our Lord One Thousand Eight Hundred and Thirty between Susannah Good, widow and relict William Good deceased, Thomas Toppin and Elizabeth his wife late Elizabeth Good of the County of Shenandoah, Joseph Good and Magdalene his wife, Jacob Good and Catharine his wife, John Shirkey and Mary his wife late Mary Good, William Minick and Nancy his wife, late Nancy Good, all of the County of Rockingham and State of Virginia, John Good of the County of Shenandoah, Michael Zirkle and Margaret his wife, late Margaret Good of the county of Clark and State of Ohio and Samuel Bulman and Susannah his wife late Susannah Good of the County of Shenandoah and State of Virginia aforesaid, children and heirs of the said William Good deceased of the one part and John Zirkle of the County of Shenandoah and State of Virginia aforesaid of the other part.” This establishes that Mary Good did marry one John Shirkey, that she was the daughter of William and Susannah Good, and that as of August 27, 1830 John and Mary were living in Rockingham County of Virginia.

2. Joseph Good and Magdalene, my great great great grandparents and son of William II and Susannah Kauffman Good migrated to Ohio in 1831. Both John Shirkey and Joseph Good were issued land patents from the Tiffin Office on May 25, 1832. As it turned out, May 25 was the only day that land patents were issued from the Tiffin Office in May of 1832. 138 patents were issued that day for land in Seneca County, Ohio. It is interesting to note that Joseph Good’s land patents were numbered 4785 and 4786 and that John Shirkey’s land patent was 4787. It is tempting to ascribe the consecutive numbers with patents that were applied for at the same time.

3. According to the Original Land Entries listed in Warner, Beers & Company’s “History of Seneca County”, 1886, for Liberty Township, only 4 land entries were completed in June of 1831. One entry was dated June 18, 1831 and was for land in Section 1 for Isaac Myers. The other three entries were dated June 3, 1831. These were Joseph Good, e. 1/2 n. e. 1/4 sec. 8, John Shirkey, e 1/2 s. e. 1/4 sec. 8 and Joseph Good, w. 1/2 n. w 1/4 sec. 9. Below is a graphical representation for original land entries for Sections 8 and 9 of Liberty Township of Seneca County, Ohio. It is easy to see that the entries for Joseph Good and John Shirkey were side by side. This together with the fact that the land was acquired on the same day makes it easy to assume that the two were acquainted prior to moving to Seneca County. This is especially true when you consider that it is a known fact that Joseph Good had a brother-in-law named John Shirkey, that the original land entries were entered on the same day and that the land was side by side and that both Joseph Good and John Shirkey disappear from Rockingham County sometime after 1831. (Note John Shirkey appears in personal tax lists of Rockingham County 1829, 1830 and 1831 – there was no record of him prior to the 1829 list nor after the 1831 list.) There were a number of Joseph Good’s located in Rockingham County at this time. It is known that a Joseph Good with wife Magdalene sold two pieces of property. One was sold in November of 1830 and a second in April of 1831. 

4. Additionally, while I was doing some searching online, I found a message on Genforum from a Good researcher who listed all the children of Susannah and William Good II along with birth years. To make the long story short, as was the custom in the Good family, a family bible was given to the youngest child in the family - in this case, that child was Susannah Good Bollman, sister of Joseph and Mary. In Susannah Good Bollman’s family, the bible was handed down through her only daughter Margaret Ellen Bollman Pearson. The researcher had heard rumors of the bible. On a visit to family in Bloomfield Iowa in 1985, she tracked the bible down. Apparently, it was being kept in cardboard box on a screened in porch and was mildewed and badly worn. The researcher wrote to me saying, “I almost promised to give up my first born in order to get it away from her long enough to run to a local grocery store to make copies and return it immediately. One of the cousins even accompanied me – as if I planned to make a break for home.” After I explained what I was trying to do, copies of the birth dates (which were in German) of William and Susannah’s children were made and sent to me. Though the copy is difficult to read, I can make out Maria’s (or Mary’s) name and the date of her birth. “In Year 1798 on 3 October was our daughter born that was named Maria” – this is the English translation of the entry. 

5. The bible inscription presented a problem as the tombstone of Mary Shirkey indicates (according to transcriptions) that she was aged 71 years 4 months and 20 days, with her death date listed as February 24, 1873. By my calculation this would make a birth date of October 4th, 1801, which was 3 years and 1 day off from Mary Good Shirkey’s indicated birthday. This was suspiciously close, and made me continue my investigating. Unfortunately, when I went to the Crissa/Andrews Cemetery myself, I was unable to read the inscription. Therefore, I had to look at other record and newspaper clippings. 

6. Census – 1850 Census, State of Ohio, Seneca County, Liberty Township, visit 2067 lists Mary Shirkey as 48 which would coincide with the date of Oct 4, 1801 as Mary’s birth date. 

7. Census – 1860 Census, State of Ohio, Seneca County, Liberty Township, visit 955 lists Mary Shirkey as 62, which would support an October 3, 1798 birth date. 

8. Census – 1870 Census, State of Ohio, Seneca County, Liberty Township, visit 183 lists Mary Shirkey as 72 again supporting an October 3, 1798 birthdate.

9. Record of Deaths, Probate Court, in and for the County of Seneca, Ohio, Volume 2, pages 51 and 52 list Mary’s death as the following: Date of Record: June 10, 1873 No: 116 Name in Full: Shirky, Mary Age: 74 Sex: (left blank) Color: White Condition: Married Occupation: Wife Disease: Dropsy Direct or Indirect Cause of Death: (left blank) Date of Death: 1873, February 24 Place of Death: Liberty Township Place of Birth: Virginia Last Place of Residence: Liberty Township Names of Parents: (left blank) The age would support a 1798 birth.

10. Newspaper Article, Seneca Advertiser June 5, 1873, page 3, column 3: Deaths – The following deaths of old citizens over fifty years of age are taken from the Accessors records: … Liberty – Rachel Kime, 65; Mary Sherky, 74; … Conclusion: Based on the above information I believe Mary Shirkey, the wife of John Shirkety of Seneca County, to be the daughter of William Good II and Susannah Kauffman Good. 

Note: I believe that the tombstone was carved incorrectly or that a 4 was mistaken for a 1 in the age listed for Mary Shirkey. Since I could not read the inscription myself, this is only a theory. So, does my research and logic make sense? Have I solved the riddle of Mary, Mary – who’s the real Mary? I leave it for you to decide. 

Until Next Time!

© 19 June 2008, Desktop Genealogist Unplugged, Teresa L. Snyder 


Wednesday, June 18, 2008

Mary, Mary, Mary? Part One = Will the real Mary Shirkey please step forward

Normally, my problem with female branches of the family tree is a missing maiden name. In the case of Mary Shirkey, wife of John Shirkey of Liberty Township, Seneca County, Ohio the problem is just the opposite. Mary has too many maiden names. She has been given three identities! 

I came across Mary when I was doing research on my ggg grandfather, Joseph Good. One of her three identities was Mary Good, sister to Joseph. Imagine my surprise to find her also listed as Mary Beam and Mary Armes Thompson – all three with Virginia roots. Though my goal had been only to do research on Joseph, Mary and her three identities nagged at me. How would I feel if 200 years from now, some descendent assigned someone else as the mother of my children instead of me? Not only would that wipe out my relationship with my children, but also my children’s relationship with my parents, and both of my grandmothers, all of whom played important roles in their childhood. So, I decided to take a closer look at each of Mary’s claimed identities, hoping to find a winner in the “Who is Mary” sweepstakes. 

Today you will see a summary of my findings and conclusions of two of Mary’s personas. Tomorrow I will conclude with the final identity. If you see any holes in my logic, please feel free to let me know. My concern is that I may have let my own bias creep into my deductive reasoning process. After all, my true goal is to put the correct Mary with her correct children, not add another relative to the family tree.

Identity No. 1 - Mary Armes Thompson of Botentourt County, Virginia and daughter of John Thompson. 
1. John Shirkey of Seneca County was probably of German extraction, as several marriages and deaths of the family were reported in the German Language Newspaper, The Fremont Courier, in neighboring Sandusky County.

2. There are two distinct and separate Shirkey families in Virginia in the late 18th century and early 19th century. One Shirkey family was of Irish descent – some would later use the name Sharkey, and one was of German speaking descent. 

3. The Irish-speaking group lived in Botentourt County, Virginia and it is into this family that Mary Arms Thompson married on September 9, 1821.

4. The 1850 Census finds John and Mary with a number of their children living in Botentourt County, District 8 visit 772 at this same time John and Mary Shirkey are listed as living in Seneca County, of Ohio in Liberty Township. 

5. Sometime between 1850 and 1860 the family moves to Victoria County, Texas - John dies and in the 1860 Census, Mary and several children are found in Victoria County, Texas, Victoria City, visit 207. 

Conclusion: Mary Armes Thompson is not Mary Shirkey, wife of John Shirkey living in Seneca County, Ohio.
Identity No. 2 - Mary Beam of Rockingham County, Virginia.

(The information stating that Mary Shirkey was Mary Beam was found on World Connect. I contacted two different researchers to find the basis for their information. This led me to the “original” researcher who was the “source” of their information.) 

1. The source originally appeared to be a bible found by Daisy Shirkey Rearick. However, upon questioning of information, I found the source to be another Shirkey researcher who had been looking at both Irish and German Shrkeys and had in the 1980’s been in contact with Jo Shirkey Holbert. Mrs. Haubert had employed a genealogist in Virginia. The genealogist had found a John Sherfy married to a Mary Beam of Rockingham County. It was felt by this genealogist that Shirkey might be a corruption of the Sherfy name. Jo had passed this information to the Shirkey researcher and along with the finding of a family bible, and the two pieces of information were erroneously conjoined and said to be the proof that Mary Beam was Mary Shirkey. It is possible the genealogist was referring to Mariah Beahm, daughter of Abraham Beahm who married John A. Sherfy. This family relocated to Tennessee where Mariah is said to have died in 1839. John went back to Rockingham to choose a second bride, Catherine Garber. Mariah’s sisters, Catherine and Margaretha also married into Sherfy family. 

2. The date given for Mary Beam’s birth was from Mary Shirkey’s tombstone or the transcribed copy of the tombstone located in Crissa/Andrews cemetery. A date of birth for the supposed Mary Beam was not given or found in the family bible. 3.
Conclusion: Uncertain whether Mary Beam is or is not Mary Shirkey, wife of John Shirkey living in Seneca County, Ohio.



 © 18 June 2008, Desktop Genealogist Unplugged, Teresa L. Snyder 


Playing Genealogical Catch Up (not Catsup)!

We’re friends, right? And friends forgive friends for little transgressions, right? So, I’m hoping you will understand and forgive me when I tell you I have fallen sadly behind in letting you know about some IMPORTANT things, like carnival postings. While I’m about to rectify this, I have to be honest and tell you, unless my life slows down a little bit, this probably won’t be the last time I am tardy on giving you the scoop on things.

Back a couple of weeks ago, the Carnival of Genealogy posted its 49th edition and the subject was swimsuits. You’ll have to check out some of the interesting posts on this. Jasia, as usual, was a wonderful host. Currently, she’s busy reading, Janet Evanovich’s latest book, so maybe she won’t notice what a tardy friend I’ve been. 

Jessica of "Jessica’s Genejournal" posted the 8th Edition of the Carnival of Central and Eastern European Genealogy. This is one of the Carnival’s that I would like to post to, but my knowledge of this part of my heritage is a bit sketchy. Next month’s carnival is going to be about research and techniques, which is a great topic and something that I have enough experience (and frustration) with to have something to write. In addition, I owe a debt to Jessica, because she was the first person in the genealogy blog world to “find” my blog and post about it, which makes her special in my book. Jessica is the queen at finding new genealogy and historical themed blogs, and she keeps links for every one of them on her blog-site. 

Randy Seaver had an interesting post (well, of course they all are) that talked about one stop searching of Rootsweb’s Archived Mailing List. If you are heavy into Internet Genealogy but have not yet found this cool way to search, you definitely will want to check it out. Okay, this one is OLD, but interesting for a number of reasons. 

Dick Eastman wrote a post called “I have a Complaint Concerning Many Genealogists” back in May about individuals responding negativelyh to fee based websites. Apparently, he’d had a long day and just one too many complaints and wrote a personal essay on the subject. Wow, did he get a response. He then wrote a follow-up which was just as interesting. You have to read not only his essays but also the comments they elicited. 

Terry Thornton of “Hill Country of Monroe County” put together a post entitled “Roundup of blog titles: Poem lines worth reading,” which featured a variety of interesting titles of various blogs during that week. Terry never fails to delight with his unique way of looking at things, which is why you can’t afford to forgo reading his blog. 

Becky Wiseman of “Kinexxions” wrote a post about another Genea-blogger, Miriam Robbins Midkiff being featured on a post at Inside Google Book Search – Go Miriam and thanks Becky for pointing this out! 

And last, but definitely not least, FM has posted the latest edition of “Smile for the Camera” posted at her Shades of the Departed blog. The subject was Belles and Beaus and featured posts about special pictures of weddings, courting or just plain love. It didn’t take me long to go through all of the posts – and the subject is one that is sure to please. 

There is one post where the link is not working. Craig Manson of "GeneaBlogie" has moved his blog-site and so you will need to click on this link, to see his post of a nineteen-year-old beauty, entitled A St. Louis Belle

Next month’s topic for the Smile for the Camera Carnival instructs us to “Choose a photograph of an ancestor, relative, yourself, or an orphan photograph that shows a celebration of home. “

All of you reading this that have your own News-Messenger account can create your own blog, and submit a post for the next carnival. If you have always wanted to something like this, submitting to the Smile for the Camera Carnival might be a great way to start. Footnote Maven is a gracious hostess who will treat your offerings with gentle respect. While you are at the Shades of the Departed blog-site, check out all the interesting posts. Shades is more like a cross between a blog and an e-zine, with a variety of guest contributors (you have to read Jasia’s “Digital Scrapbooking for Genealogists”) and FM’s post “I Think She’s Dead!” along with the follow up post “I Still Think She’s Dead – And Here’s Why.” 

Okay, now that I've give you a great reading list, I have just one question.. Am I forgiven? 

UPDATE! Bill West of "West of New England" is hosting the 50th Edition (Whoo Hoo!) of the Carnival of Genealogy. The subject is family pets. I haven't had a chance to read it myself, but you know it will be an interesting read. Thanks Bill for being such a good host!

© 18 June 2008, Desktop Genealogist Unplugged, Teresa L. Snyder 



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