Update about blog

August 8th sunset over Hogback Ridge and Heron Peak. Durango CO with air quality warnings of "ozone" or possibly smoke from wildfires. I kept the windows closed.

Thursday, October 31, 2013

Frederick Arthur Munhall, a step-father

So many of my ancestors were raised by step fathers, or step mothers, I want to try to include them as well as those who were blood relations.  A bit of nurture as well as nature!



Birth: 1 November 1890 in Pekin, Tazewell County, Illinois
Death: Feb. 12, 1927 in San Antonio, Bexar County, Texas

You might notice that my mother's album pictures have dates, which aren't at all correct, though she had some cute editing.  The picture above, which says it was in 1925, was taken on or about the same day as the one following, which she marked as 1924.  She's wearing the same dress, and is the same size...and the lighting is even the same.  I lean towards the earlier date.

My mom's stepfather probably just for a few years, until she was almost age 10.  There are 2 records of his marriage to Mozelle Booth Miller Webb, my grandmother.  The first is in 1921.  The second has an actual date of March 22, 1924.  Neither record has a citation as to where the information came from.  Pictures with my mother indicate he was part of her life when she was younger than 10, at least by looking at her size.


Fred Munhall was listed in the San Antonio City Directory of 1926 as a District Manager.  I wonder what he sold.  Oh, at least I found through his obit what the company was named, A. C. Sparks Co.  When I tried a search, it indicated a spark plug company...and since it's been in existance since 1900, that sounds likely to me.



He was a Shriner, as shown by the funeral notice.  I believe he was also a Mason.





I just realized how much "Uncle Jack" looks like his brother, Fred.  I think I might just do a search on Ancestry for him. (Julius Bliss Munhall also lived in San Antonio at the time of his brother's death.  The other brother, Sam, lived in the Chicago area.)

I have no DNA from Fredrick Munhall, but my mother kept his name all through school, until she married my father.  So did her mother the rest of her life, and he is buried in the Miller Family plot also.

    Cemetery Record: born 1 Nov 1890 in Illinois to S. A. Munhall died 12 Feb 1927 in San Antonio, Bexar, Texas. 
    Informant: Mrs. C. H. Miller (Eugenia Booth Miller, his mother-in-law)
    Located in: Mission Burial Park, San Antonio, Bexar, Texas 
     
     
     
     

Wednesday, October 30, 2013

Sourwood color



It's like having penny loafers with tassles.  Those golden highlights on top of the russet leaves...glory.  AND these used to be our local honey source, though the bee problems have been limiting that.

Have a Happy Halloween !  May all the children in your life be joyful and full of sweetness, and may any pranks (the tricks of Trick or Treats) be minimal!


Tuesday, October 29, 2013

When a pot is not a pot



Play with negative space, peel open the side of a vase, then glaze with luminosity, raku fire so clay turns charcoal and this is what happens.

 Part of my studio display which will be available Nov. 16-17 from 10-6 in Black Mountain, NC. 

You can find 2 of us potters on Beech St., Sarah Vekasi and myself.  I'm the second house on the right, and she's at the top of the hill, a deadend.

Studio Tour is from the Blue Ridge Parkway to Black Moutain, called "Blue to Black."  I don't particularly like the name, but you do remember it, don't you?



If you look at the poster of all the artist's works, my mugs (with leaves on them) are pictured top row just below the top square of "Blue to Black Art." Sarah's plates are second from left on top row.  I made it so huge so you might be able to see the little squares of the artist's works.




I hope you come over to visit my little cottage studio on one of the days of this event!  See you soon!

Monday, October 28, 2013

French Silk Pie


Mine is without the strawberries, but with a cup of decaf on the side.  At the Pisgah Inn restaurant on Blue Ridge Parkway.

Berries


At Pisgah Inn's parking lot, Blue Ridge Parkway.

Saturday, October 26, 2013

The McNeal married the McElhany

On May 1, 1787 in Paxtang Presbyterian Church, William McElhany married Elizabeth "Betsy" McNeal who was born in 1768, Dauphin County, Pennsylvania. Information about her parents is given later in this post.

Here's information about the Paxtang Presbyterian Church, PA (located in Harrisburg PA) which is the building where the McElhaney wedding took place.
Built in 1740 the church is the oldest Presbyterian Church building in continuous use in Pennsylvania, and the second oldest in the United States. The present stone sanctuary was erected in 1740, replacing a log meeting house which had previously served as the place of worship. A stone marker south of the sanctuary indicates the site of the log building. A replica of the log meeting house was erected north of the present sanctuary.
Paxton Presbyterian Churchyard

 When Betsy McNeal McElhany died Oct. 30, 1849 she was buried in Lyme, Huron County, Ohio.


Betsy McNeal McElhany was the daughter of  Robert McNeall who was born in 1738 and died Sep. 23, 1818, in Livingston County, New York. His monument is in Mount Pleasant Cemetery, Geneseo, Livingston County, New York. His wife  Jane McNeall  was born in.1741 and died Mar. 28, 1818, and is buried also in Geneseo, Livingston County, New York.



Friday, October 25, 2013

War of 1812 Cemetery

200 soldiers were buried in Williamsville, New York

My ancestor, William McElhany  (abt. 1766 - 1815) was a veteran of The "Pennsylvania -- 22nd Regiment Infantry -- War of 1812" and he died  on Jan. 11, 1815, and was buried in The War of 1812 Cemetery, Williamsville, Erie County, New York, US. (See other details of his life in my post of Oct 24, 2013)

Monument to 200 veterans of War of 1812

War of 1812 Cemetery Located on Aero Drive, north side of Buffalo Niagara International Airport.
More Info on War of 1812 in Williamsville, New York:
Williamsville developed where the major road between Batavia and Buffalo crossed Ellicott Creek just above Glen Falls. The water power offered by the waterfall attracted millers. The first mill was built by Jonas Williams in 1811, giving the village its first name, "Williams Mills." It still stands today, next to Glen Park, and is known as the Williamsville Water Mill


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Williamsville Water Mill.

During the War of 1812, American troops were stationed in Williamsville in the area between Garrison Road and Ellicott Creek. American soldiers and British prisoners were treated in a field hospital and log barracks that lined Garrison Road. A small cemetery, located on Aero Drive between Wehrle and Youngs Road, was used to bury the men who did not survive. General Winfield Scott used the Evans House as his headquarters in the Spring of 1813 when his entire army of 5,000–6,000 men were stationed in Williamsville. In 1813, when the British burned Buffalo, people fled to the safety of Williamsville and nearby Harris Hill. (Source: Wikipedia)
The War of 1812 ended with the ratification of the Treaty of Ghent in February 1815.  The Battle of New Orleans had taken place after the treaty was signed in Dec. 1814 (in Belgium), but the treaty had to be ratified by the English Parliament, and the US Senate before the war officially ended.  Even then, with such distances to communicate across, several battles occurred after the war was officially over.

William McElhany didn't die until Jan of 1815. Was he still immobilized in Williamsville after the fighting was over there (maybe 1813?)  Had he been moved away to be treated for his wounds at home?  Or did his remains get sent to that cemetery later?

Questions in my mind that don't really expect answers.

Thursday, October 24, 2013

A special Sepia Saturday indeed


I'm a "sometimes" entry into this blog.  In honor of it's 200th blog, we have been asked to post our favorite submission, so here's mine.  It's about how surprised I was to look for other people in my ancestry 69 years before I was born, since my blog is all about my 69th year and my ancestors.

So here's my re-posting.  Don't forget to check out other Sepia Saturdays here. See below for more notes from today.

Thursday, January 3, 2013


Eugenia Booth Miller, 69 years before me

Since there are more things known about the past than the future, let's consider my ancestors relative to 69 years, (the magic number of my age that this blog is memorializing.)

That's why time traveler stories touch only briefly on a future, and a lot of past times.  So if I look back to an ancestor that would have been 69 in 1942 (the year I was born) ...they would have been born in 1873.  Mmm, I dare say I can look on the good old family tree and find someone.  It doesn't matter if they didn't actually live to 69, because it's the magical birthday I'm tracking this time.  (In the future I'll check and see how many ancestors did make it to the year of their 69th birthday)



Oh my goodness...the woman I was named after was born Jan 30, 1873.  She was my great-grandmom, Eugenia Almetta (Almeda) Booth Miller, and she died Jan 1, 1936. She raised my mom and my grandmom, and had married Charles Mueller (Miller) October 28,1896, an immigrant from Germany.  They had 4 daughters, including my grandmother, Mozelle Booth Miller.  I was named Barbara Booth, rather than Eugenia.

I'm going to share this great news (well, only if you put a parameter on history that says, look at it this way...) on Sepia Saturday this week.  See what other folks are sharing here.
http://sepiasaturday.blogspot.com/2013/01/sepia-saturday-158-5-january-2013.html


14 comments:

tony said...
Eugenia looks the cameraman Squarely & Honestly in Eye.A fine looking woman .
Helen Bauch McHargue said...
Eugenia is one of those names that should be resurrected! I'll be looking for the story about how you were named Barbara instead.
Wendy said...
I like the concept of finding ancestors who were (or would have been) 69 when you were born. I might have to apply this idea to my own blog. Thanks for the inspiration!
Alan Burnett said...
It is a fascinating game you play with family trees, dates and ages. You make me want to carry out the experiment myself. Now who was born in 1884?
Bob Scotney said...
I think you have started a hare running with this post. I shall have to check back on the family tree I have put together to see what I can find. There will not be an Eugenia that's for sure.
Karen S. said...
Oh I agree with Alan, although we all know that wasn't his birth year! hahaha! But this was such a cool idea, and very interesting, so fun that you thought of it.
Kristin said...
You know I will now have to go find someone who was or would have been 66 when I was born in 1946. Very interesting post.
Postcardy said...
I think you need a lot of ancestors to play this game, unless you are really lucky.
Mike Brubaker said...
An interesting idea to combine numerology with genealogy. I like the name Eugenia and it deserves to come back. It may be only a coincidence but one of the most popular women of that name was Empress Eugenia, the wife of Napoleon III who was Emperor of France from 1853 to 1871. She lived to 1920, aged 94, but her husband died on 9 January 1873, a curious coincidence with your great grandmother's birth.
ScotSue said...
I think you have started something here. Like other bloggers, the idea of identifying coincidences in birth years appeals to me. I have only come across one so far which delighted me - my own daughter was born January 15th - 114 years to the day after my great grandmother.
B. Rogers, Alchemy of Clay said...
It has been really fun to read the comments, especially to hear all the ideas that have been generated from my little one of looking for the 69th year ancestors. Will keep looking for more fun here!
Tattered and Lost said...
Interesting concept. Sadly I only look back at the relatives that died the year I was born. Were they sad to have missed out on my birth? I'm sad I never got to meet each of them.
Oregon Gifts of Comfort and Joy said...
She looks like a smart, wise, kind and no-nonsense kind of a woman. Like a teacher or a librarian.

Thanks for sharing her with us,

Kathy M.
Kathy said...
Yes - a fun idea to explore! When I saw 69, it resonated with me because I am in one of those (dreaded?) "9" years myself.
NOTES FROM OCTOBER 26, 2013
Alan has also asked if we'd like to have this anniversary post included in a book.  I'm all for that!  What fun to share with folks from all over the globe.  Here I sit in North Carolina, writing about my ancestors in Texas, Virginia, Tennessee, New York, Massachusetts ,Louisiana, Connecticut etc. and most of them have their ancestors in Western Europe...so I love being a melting pot child...and now learning about folks everywhere.