Pardon me.....

My second great grandfather's pardon for taking part in the Civil War as a Confederate soldier, as well as a muster roll with the alternate spelling of his name.

Photos courtesy of Footnote.com

Wedding Wednesday - Accurate Information (or so you thought)

I was overjoyed to find the marriage record of my grandparents online. Upon further review (raise eyebrows here), I was rather shocked at what I saw. Everett, my grandfather, is listed as being 26 years old in September of 1928. Actually, he was born in 1900, so he was 28. That's not the best part. My grandmother, Virginia, is listed as being 18 years old. She was born in November of 1913. You do the math.

It was already known in the family that Virginia was so young when she got married, however, we didn't know that they had given false information to get married.

Another interesting find is either they were married or their marriage record was filed on September 17 of that year. My mother was born on September 17 fourteen years later.

Tombstone Tuesday - Hilda P. Johnson

The sweet lady who lived across the street from my family when I was a little girl, Hilda P. Johnson, was better known to us as "Gan gan". Having her around was like having another grandmother. I can still picture her setting up her drying rack over her furnace grate, wearing her kerchief on her head, her apron and her flowered houseshoes. She was the person who taught us our New Year's superstitions and to this day we make sure a male person crosses the threshold first.

Those Places Thursday - Burnwell, West Virginia

Photo from "Kanawha County Images, A Bicentennial History 1788-1988" by Stan Cohen

The coal mining town where my grandfather lived and worked, and where my mother was born.

Wordless Wednesday - Mother and daughter

My second great grandmother, Cynthia Morris Shiflett, and my great grand aunt, Lillian Shiflett. (Photo courtesy of Ancestry.com)

Tombstone Tuesday - It pays to keep checking

I have checked numerous times on Find a grave for family members. Last year, my great-grandparents were not on there. Something told me to check again this morning and imagine my happy surprise at finding this photo.

Lesson learned? Keep checking back. People are adding new things to sites and you never know when a piece you've been looking for might appear.

Madness Monday - The case of the missing grandmother.....

I remember my paternal grandmother.

She passed away when I was nine years old, but I remember being at her house, talking to her, visiting her when she was sick, attending her funeral. I can tell you what hymn was sung at the service. Her grave is a few plots over from my father's.

I say all of this because I can't find her in the death index. Her obituary is nowhere to be found in any of the online searches.

Thankfully, I have a card with a copy of the newspaper clipping, but it bothers me that I can't "find" her.

Mind you, I can't find her birth record, either, but I know she was born at home and have a copy of the family Bible.