Happy birthday, Isaac Booth, May 16, 1795

Isaac Booth born on 5.16.1795, in Connecticut
died on  8.17.1836, in Green Creek, Sandusky County, Ohio

I've written about him before, as well as his wife, and his parents.  Please feel free to browse.
http://boardwalkbarb.blogspot.com/2013/05/may-ancestors-birthday-isaac-booth.html 

his wife: http://boardwalkbarb.blogspot.com/2013/10/jane-mcelhaney-booth.html

his father: http://boardwalkbarb.blogspot.com/2013/11/isaac-booth-sr-soldier-of-revolution.html

his grandmother: http://boardwalkbarb.blogspot.com/2013/11/a-foremother-from-connecticut.html

and his son William Lewis Booth: http://boardwalkbarb.blogspot.com/2014/02/william-lewis-booth.html

So is there anything new to add?
Let's go checking the stories on Ancestry.com.  Frequently another descendent has found something new to add, so it's always interesting to check.  Remember by the time I go back to the Revolutionary War, there were about 2000 people alive who were to become my ancestors.

Yes, how about his brothers, Legrand Booth (1783-1865) and William Lewis Booth (1797-1864).
So my great grandfather William Lewis Booth (1818-1894) was named after his uncle...that's interesting.  And one of his brothers was named after the other Uncle Legrand.

And would you like to read some juicy gossip about one of those great-uncles?  Actually it's more about his descendents...my cousins.  This is published on Ancestry.

First some background. Uncle Legrand Booth was married twice.  Elizer Lewis Booth (1806-1867) was Legrand's oldest son (from first wife) who married Ann Gooding Booth.  Her brother, Chester Gooding, wrote the following letter to Elliot Lansing Booth (1823-1882) who was Legrand's son by his second wife, Mary.  My half third cousin (a descendent also of William Lewis Booth by his first wife) Cheryl Richardson probably wrote the notes.  (I've added the parentheses with italics)

"Letter written to Elliot Lansing Booth from his bro-in-law, Chester Gooding."

I have no information about the Legrand Booth family except what is contained in a letter dated April 23, 1859, addressed to Elliott Booth by his brother-in-law, Chester Gooding, E. Bloomfield (state not given). I will quote parts of the letter as it mentions places where some of the family lived:

“I will give you an account of your father's family. Your mother died January 8, 1852. The family at the time of her death consisted of your father, (Legrand), (and siblings) Lafayette (Erastus), and Ann Jeanette, Lucius having been married the fall before to Mary Hopkins. After a time your father becoming dissatisfied and uneasy they concluded to break up and leave and your father went to live with (his daughter) Emeline who lived in Lafayette, Indiana, with her second husband, Mr. William Cochrane, having been divorced from Hummer who had left her and run off with a female spirit medium. Mr. Cochrane, being a very wealthy man and a large land holder and not enjoying very good health, Emeline wrote to Lafayette and father to come and live with them. Your father went up in November 1852. He did not like living in Indiana and left there in the following summer and went to Fitchburg, Dane County, Wisconsin, to live with (son) Eli who was married and living there. Your father writes that he likes Wisconsin very much and enjoys excellent good health.

“Lafayette married in Indiana and also left and went to Fitchburg to live. He stayed there until this spring and has now returned to Lafayette and is in the County Clerk's office writing at a salary of ten dollars a week.

(other sons of Legrand)

“Edward is in Joliette, Illinois, and is not married. Lucius moved last fall to Mundy, Genesee County, Michigan. Elizur lives where your father used to live and has as much flesh to carry about as your father ever had. Ann Jeanette is living with us.”

Born 69 years before, part 3

Her first 7 children were born in Perry County, AL.  

Then the next child was born in Union Parish, LA and the next in Marion, Union Parish, LA.  Unfortunately, her last child is just given a birth date, and no place of birth, and I think this was really a grandchild.

If you read my post that mentioned how Perry County was trying to establish the capital of Alabama, you might wonder why the family moved to Union Parish, LA by 1840.  I don't have an answer to that.   Union Parish is on the border with Arkansas...where there's a Union County as well.

Another bit of sleuthing shows some impossible birth dates, one child born in Dec of 1835, the next one born on Jan 1 of 1836, and the next born also in 1836.  

As my ancestress was her second child, I'm not going to spend any energy beyond pointing out these flaws.

Census reports show a household which moved between 1850 and 1860 to Texas. Her husband in 1860 was living in a separate listing than she had, but in the same county of Walker, Texas.  At 56 she was living in Walker County, TX with son, John T.  (age 27) James E. (age 4) and Nancy E. (age 11.)  I'm pretty sure James E. is a grandson, and not her own, since she would have been age 52 when he was born in 1856.  Nancy E. could possibly be her own child, born when she was 45.

After she was widowed at age 64 she lived with her various children's families in Walker County Texas, as was the custom.
 
Her husband died in 1868, so the 1870 census of Walker County shows her living with Champion Powell, (age 38) and his wife, Maggie, their 3 children and Nancy's son John (33.)

At age 76 in the 1880 census, Nancy is listed as; Marital Status: Widowed; Relation to Head of House: Mother, living with John (Y?) Powell, farmer, age 37.  These census records have mistakes of course, human error can compound upon another error.  And people may not have always known how old another person was who lived with them.  So the next census has John just age 37.

She died at age 77, on June 27, 1881.
Her grave is in Old Waverly, Texas, a ghost town that the railroad passed by.

Nancy Jones Traylor Powell

 

Born 69 years before, part 2

Nancy Jones Traylor Powell married in Perry County, AL in 1822.

Several census reports in Alabama and Louisiana also show her family lived close to other Traylor families.  Some of these families moved to Texas as well as her own.

There are also other Powells (her mother's kin)  nearby often in the records.  Her census even included Traylor children of her siblings living in her home.

I wrote a bit about these families Here.

Her father, Champion Travis Traylor, Sr. was born in Virginia (1770 – 1832) and he fought in the War of 1812.  (Post about him was HERE.)

He received a land grant as many other soldiers did in Perry County, AL.

Her mother,  Sarah Jones Traylor (1780 – 1847) was also born in Virginia, and didn't move further than Union Parish, Louisiana.

Great X3 Granny Nancy married James Moore Powell when she was 18 and he was 31, in Perry, Alabama. (His blog was HERE.)  

They had 10 children born in the different states to which the moved.  (Remember my skepticism about some children that Ancestry.com lists as part of a family. When families have cousins being raised in their household, especially with the same last name, you have to look closely at a census and hope there's a record of nephew or niece.)

I'll continue more information about Granny Nancy tomorrow.

 

Born 69 years before her, Part 1.

Nancy Jones Traylor Powell

Birth 16 May 1804 in Oglethorpe County, Georgia

Death 27 Jun 1881 in Old Waverly, Walker, Texas

I started this blog about the year I was 69.  All the adventure, some not so great, that happened in that year.  Then I noticed that the grandmother after whom I was named was born 69 years before myself...though she didn't live to be 69.

And I knew eventually I'd look for someone who was born 69 years before her.

Here she is. 

Now how is she my great x3 grandmother? 

My father's father was George Rogers.  
His mother was Bette Bass Rogers (see her blog Here).
Her mother was Mary Ann Elizabeth Powell Bass, (see blog about her HERE).
Her mother was Nancy Jones Traylor Powell.

I first looked into her life on a blog last year HERE.  At that time I was just learning things about her, and a year later I've found more than I expected, some of which is questionable.

According to Ancestry.com, she had 14 siblings.  She was the third child in the family.  One of her brothers, also born in Oglethorpe County, Georgia, died where she did in Walker County, Texas, Dr. John Randolph Traylor, (1807-1864).  

Her parents, Champion Travis Traylor, Sr. and Sarah Jones Traylor, moved to Selma, Alabama by the birth of their 10th child in 1817.  They had their next child born in Perry County, Alabama in 1819.  

In 1821 a son was born back in Jaspar, GA (listed in Ancestry as living till 1855) who was given the same name as their living son, Champion Travis Traylor, Jr. (1809-1877)  I find this highly unlikely, don't you?

In 1822 back in Perry County, AL, another child was born, then Ancestry lists 2 more children of these parents without birth dates or places.  Another highly unlikely connection.

So I'll make an assumption of the Traylors having maybe only 11 of the 14 listed children.

Come back tomorrow as I review more of this great times 3 grandmother.  

Best laid plans

There she is, the madam in my life...elder cat.  I have given her a new name, Dandelion. 

Mice and men made those "best laid plans."  I don't qualify for being a mouse, and find that mice must be used to diminish the generic humans' plans.  So they went awry.

I'm home in bed dealing with pains.  Drat.  It's a beautiful day.

Enough of my elder cat.  She'll sleep all curled up until she demands more food or attention.  I need to sleep until part of my body heals.  Then I can enjoy the beautiful day.  Hope so.

Mother's Day

I celebrate having given birth three times.  Some diapers, some milk thrown up, some fevers with worries in the middle of the night, some concerns when teens didn't come home when they said they would, some joy at seeing who they partnered with as adults, and even more joy as 2 of these sons and partners became fathers and I am now the grand-mother of 6 grandchildren.

One son asked what I'd like for Mothers Day.  I didn't have a good answer.  The other 2 sons are probably too busy to ask, and will just give me a phone call sometime in the evening.  But as the old saying goes, "what's a mother to do?"

This post is celebrating motherhood.  I look out my window and see birds who are busy making babies, feeding babies, raising their next generation.  My flower pots are full of beautiful blooms.

I was going to buy some more geraniums, because last year all of mine died during the damp summer.  But where I shopped today didn't have any small geraniums, just a huge planter of them.  I have planters.  I'm a potter, of course I've got planters!  They don't always work, as happened with the blight of last year.  But I've fresh dirt and hopefulness.  I'll keep watching for geraniums, because I love their gay red colors.  I do have one that's red, and one that's shocking pink.  I just want more.  They are so easy to bring inside in the winter and keep their blooming going.

It is about to rain, with fresh winds skittering here and there, and clouds darkening the light coming through the window.

With blended families, there are lots of children with step-mothers.  But we each only get one mother, whose womb created a sweet growing soft egg in which we could grow into babies...and then we were each on our own, so to speak.  Of course baby people are so useless at birth, they need constant care and attention.  But it can come from anyone.  That first 9 months of life is totally dependent upon one other life...a mother.  That swollen belly that somehow can shrink almost back to flatness between her hipbones...and those breasts that drip with milk when a baby cries, usually our own...but sometimes milk will "let down" to the sound of another hungry infant.  What a great design mothers' bodies have.

I celebrate my mother's life also.  She was an exceptional woman, and I don't often think of her and her struggles, or even her joys and passions.  I don't know what she was holding in the picture below, taken around 1935 of my father and mother.

I inherited a lot of her qualities...love of flowers, ability to grow many of them, love of cats, love of needlecraft, ability to cook, able to organize, able to do boring things over and over when required, able to be a hostess to give joy to others, love of games (cards especially), ability to survive when the going gets tough, perseverance for a greater goal, ability to laugh right out loud or giggle, an inquiring mind, love of mathematics, love of semantics, deeply romantic and idealistic, and sometimes knowing when to keep my mouth shut.

me a mother!

I've been a mother for 50 years, as evidenced by Marty, who's birthday is in a few weeks time.

His younger brother, Russ, just made sure I would get to celebrate Mother's Day the second Sunday in May every year.

 

And of course now I'm a grandmother!

And there's youngest son, Tai, who shared my blog yesterday...HERE>

Mom potter, and young potter son

Edited June 2014

Finding an old photo that might have something to do with Sepia Saturday's meme this week...right.  Go over to their main blog to see other folks' goodies, at the bottom of the page as links.  (HERE)

When I was in art school at the University of Florida, I took a photography course, which was required of ceramics majors, thinking that way we could prepare our portfolios.  This is one of my favorite pictures of myself and my youngest son, Tai Rogers, when he was 3.

I loved the black and white photos, which reminds me of earlier film, but gave such great details.
Here is a picture of Tai and myself a few years ago when he was about 30.  So much has changed...and I'm proud to say he has his first degree in ceramics (Eckerd College) and is now working on his MBA (also in ceramics) at Indiana University.  That's his sculpture on the fence behind us.

Wild Quest

A most enjoyable women and girl's class...a series of eight.  Two great women teaching about the aspects of goddesses, then and now.  Last week we made little felted dolls.  The meanings of each person's doll is entirely theirs.  The stories that led to our making the dolls had to do with Eastern European myths about Baba Yaga and Vasilisa, and tuning in to our intuition which can help us throughout life's twists and turns

Meg Kelly taught us felting materials and techniques, and I leave the pictures to tell the thousand words.

Many thanks to Byron Ballard and Annelinde Metzner  and the adult ed programs of the Unitarian Universalist Congregation of the Swannanoa Valley, here in Black Mountain, NC.

Micajah Clack Rogers 7 May 1795

Last year I posted a good bit, including a picture of the man...HERE.
So please look at that because it says most of what was happening in his life.
Is there anything to add today?

Born in Sevier County, TN
died 15 Feb 1873 in Huntsville, Walker, Texas, United States

For one thing, he had siblings:
His parents, Rev. Elijah and Catharine Clack Rogers had the following children as well as Micajah, their oldest, all born in Sevier County, TN.

Robert Henderson Rogers, 1796 – 1869
Mary Rogers 1799 – 1869
Elizabeth Clack Rogers  1805 – 1864
Matilda Langford Rogers 1807 – 1841
Caleb Butler Rogers 1809 – 
Dialtha Rogers   1810 – 1884
Amanda M Rogers 1812 – 1876
Henry Rogers  1815 –
Spencer Clack Rogers 1817 – 1886
Joshua Gist Rogers

None of his siblings seemed to have moved as he did towards Louisiana and Texas.  So it made me wonder if his wife's family did any of this movement as well.  No, most of them stayed in Tennessee, as evidenced by the places they died.

So it was the influence of his adult children who somehow made an alliance with the Gibbs of South Carolina which led him to go west.

Catch up

 On this day was born Mary Hull Granger Phillips  in   1829,    grandmother of my paternal grandmother, Ada Phillips Swasey Rogers.  Died within a year of birth of her second child; her husband, William Phillips, then died early in the Civil War.

I have been busy away from this place for the last couple of weeks.  Sorry that I haven't been looking at my favorite blogs much, let alone writing anything.  And several ancestors were having their birth anniversaries in this time.  Today is the birthday of Mary Phillips, who moved back and forth from early Texas plantations to Georgia as a young mother.

I know this because some of her letters have survived.

And I spent many hours transcribing some of them.
Here are previous posts:
letters,
grigsby-bluff-letter-dec-9-1861
before-war-started-1856-texas
old-letters-transcribed

So since this is just a catch up post, I won't post any new letters here.  But I will think hard about making a new post soon about these wonderful ancestor letters.

Last week I joined forces with another woman who has led an annual event for the church, but who said she couldn't do it this year.  As this has been our biggest fund raiser I didn't want it to fall by the wayside, so I asked everyone if they could find one other person to help, and we could do it as a community, as long as J. told me how she had done it in the past.

I organized volunteers based on what J. told me we would need.  I am not a mind reader, so when she asked me things that I hadn't done, I had to just say no, I didn't do that.  I had no idea that I should have done whatever that was.  This is "crazy making" that my family used to do all over the place, but I didn't fall into the drama.   She had always had a good friend work with her, and I didn't fill those shoes in any way - I didn't attempt to.

I just did what I knew how to do, and I think the event went very well.  Pictures are here trillium-5314.

My body didn't do so well, and my psyche is more of an introvert, which to me means I am happily alone for long periods of time.  My body complained almost constantly and I had to take pain relievers all the time, as well as allergy medications.  I slept like a baby, missing many events that otherwise would have kept me awake at night.  I also lost my sense of smell.  I think I remember the musty dusty smell about Thurs. as we repacked all the donated items for the sale into boxes to be carried out to the parking lot.

I've got pottery to make, and some to sell.  I laugh at "some" as I've halfway inventoried what I have on hand, and the value surprised me (higher than expected!)

I also have been attending the Council on Aging low-cost lunch that is provided at the Lakeview Senior Center weekdays.  I don't make it to all the lunches, but manage to be there for most of them.

This program brings a diverse set of elders together, many of whom have more needs than I presently do.  Some don't drive and there's a van that goes to their home to pick them up and take them back.  I'm so glad to see that there are some good programs helping people...and this is certainly one.  I wish more of the homebound elders could join us.  I know Meals on Wheels exists, but probably was cut by our current ignorant representatives in NC.  I hope the Senior lunch program continues.

I read Ronnie Barrett's blog .timegoesby as often as I can.  She often speaks of aging issues, and many are pertinent to my life. 

I have a doctor's appointment this afternoon.  My life is so often put under a scrutiny of the medical profession these days.   I'm very grateful for pain relief and other medications that my blood pressure and a recurring shingles virus are controlled by. What must my ancestor's lives have been like when the few doctors were used mostly to set bones or deal with fevers?

 Of course I'm talking about the long-lived ancestors. 

Rev. Elijah Rogers

Happy Birthday to a great ancestor...see last year's post of details...
http://boardwalkbarb.blogspot.com/2013/05/rev-elijah-rogers-may-birthday-patriarch.html

Printed engraving from painting, 1853

We have named this gentleman, since the print below it doesn't include his identity.  Dr. Swan Anoa.  (If you're from the Asheville, NC area, you'll know we have a lovely river and town named Swannanoa.)

It only says it was printed by T. Hurlston, in Kilburn, London, England.

It was in a frame which was purchased by a friend at an antique auction.  She wanted to use the frame, so Mr. ? from 1853 was removed.  We are wondering if anyone would pay 75 cents for the print.

We also wonder who he might be.

More credits are:

When checking (superficially I admit) google, I found G. Zobel had also engraved a picture of Queen Victoria, after a painting which is in a museum, but the picture isn't available on line because of copyright apparently.

 No luck in my search for the printers. Jones & Co. 1 Bloomfield Rd., Kilburn, London.

This is to be sold (?) at our Trillium Yard Sale on Saturday, May 3, 2013.

"Dancing-in" the Rock 'N Roll

Come see Sepia Saturday April 26, 2014
I'll share this post with all the other Sepians, and invite you to browse over there (bottom of their page links to other blogs, below the topics)

Jukeboxes were most popular from the 1940s through the mid-1960s, particularly during the 1950s. By the middle of the 1940s, three-quarters of the records produced in America went into jukeboxes. While often associated with early rock and roll music, their popularity extends back much further, including classical music, opera and the swing music era.

I had dancing lessons while in 7th and 8th grade, which included lots of ballroom dances. Before that I learned line dances in PE classes.  It was so fun having partners who were shorter than I was...and I hadn't attained my full 5' 4" yet.  But you know how boys are slower to mature at that age, right?

A carriage house not converted into Art Studios and "Pub" upstairs

Then in 1955 I entered high school (though it was called Upper School as opposed to Middle School where I was attending).  Within no time I found the "Pub" which was in the attic space above the art studios...an old carriage house type building.

An old home converted into office space on a school campus

My parents worked in the Administration building, which had been a Victorian era home in St. Louis, with a big campus upon which many school buildings were added.  The school had been given the campus in 1901.   But between the art studios and the Pub, I was able to endure adolescence.

I'd never go back and do that again.  Would you?  Clothes that were difficult because of body changes, just the problems associated with body changes, complexion problems, relationships with girls and boys that ran the gamut from "best friends forever" (which of course we didn't call each other then) to "dream boat because he kissed me."

My first boy friend, David Richmond, was a thespian, and cute in a teddy bear sort of way.  We found places to hide and learn how to kiss behind the various buildings...but never in the Pub.  That was a public arena, and at 13-14 you didn't do that.  You could slow-dance however.

I had a few other boyfriends my freshman year...one at a time as was the norm.  There was a boys prom and a girls prom, and we were taught how to write formal invitations.  I'm glad, because I think I've (count them) never written one since.

And we all learned how to fast-dance...from each other I think.  There may have been swing steps taught in our "fortnightlies" in middle school, but we took them further.

 In 1957, the Philadelphia-based television show American Bandstand was picked up by the American Broadcasting Company and shown across the United States. American Bandstand featured currently popular songs, live appearances by musicians, and dancing in the studio. At this time, the most popular fast dance was jitterbug, which was described as "a frenetic leftover of the swing era ballroom days that was only slightly less acrobatic than Lindy."

I think that's about the same time we got our first black and white TV.  It sure was wonderful to see other young people and learn their dance steps.

And then Rock and Roll hit the world.  I don't think any other generation has been as involved in changes in music as we were.  (Well, maybe they all thought they did.) 

All info on this page (besides personal) comes from Wikipedia.

Bass family notes

John & Elizabeth Basse Family Bible Record of Norfolk Co., Virginia

Contributed by Donald Hauser
John & Elizabeth Bass Holy Bible, bound with Book of Common Prayer of the Church of England, 1725, published by John Baskett, printer to the University (Oxford, England). Now in the possession of Mr. Justin S. Bass, Yadkin Community.
This the book of John Basse. Steal it not.
Nathaniel Basse and Mary Jordan was married the 21 day of May in the year of our blessed Lord and Saviour 1613.
Humphrey Basse, son of Nathl and Mary Basse his wife was born the 15 day of the month of July in the year of our blessed Lord 1615. Died in 1622 AD.
John Basse was born the 7 day of VIIber in the year of Our Lord God 1616, the son of Nathaniel and Mary Basse his wife.
William Basse, son of Nathaniel and Mary Basse was born on the XXV day of Xber in the year of our blessed Lord God 1618.
Anthony Basse, son of Nathaniel Basse and Mary his wife was born on the XIII day of March in God's Year of 1620.
Edward Basse, the son of Nathaniel Basse and Mary his wife was born the 8th day of May in the year of God 1622.
Anne Basse, the daughter of Nathl and Mary his wife was born in the year of Xt. 1624, the 9 day of 8ber.
Genevieve Basse, the daughter of Nathaniel Basse and Mary his wife was born on the 9 day of 8ber in the year of our blessed Lord God 1624, about ten minutes after Anne was born.
Blessed be God for His tender Mercies. Amen
Humphrey Basse, son of Nathl and Mary died the 22nd day of March in the year of Our Lord 1622.
John Basse married the daughter of the King of the Nansemond Nation, by name Elizabeth in Holy Baptism and in Holy Matrimony the 14 day of August in the year of Our Blessed Lord 1638. Died 1699 AD
William Basse son of Nathl and Mary was married to Sarah Batten the 26 day of September in the year of Our Lord 1641 AD.
Edward Basse, son of Nathl and Mary Basse yet unregenerated by the Spirit of God, took in marriage one virtuous Indian maiden by the Christian name of Mary Tucker and went to live amongst the Showanos in Carolina in 1644 AD. He went to Carolina in later years in pursuit of trade and not in 1644. Died in 1696 AD.
John Basse born in 1616.
John Basse died in 1699 AD.
Solomon Hodges Son of Richard Hodges and Elizabeth was born in the year of our blessed Lord February 24, 1702. Deceased 19 August 1730.
Sarah, daughter of John and Elizabeth Bass her mother was born in the year of our blessed Lord and Savior in the October the thirteen day dated 1751.
William son of John and Elizabeth Bass his - was born June the 23 day dated 1755.
Millie daughter of John and Elizabeth Bass her mother was born January the 12 day dated 1758.
John, son of John and Elizabeth Bass his mother was born December the 22 dated 1763.
William Bass deceased the 20 day of October 1751
Sarah Bass deceased (Senr) October 2, 1762. She was 80 years and 2 months and 28 days old when she deceased.
Married the 20 day of April, dated 1729.
Giles, son of John and Elizabeth Bass his mother was born in the year of our Lord and Savior January the 29 dated 1764.
Joshua son of John and Elizabeth Bass was born in the year of our Blessed Lord and Savior March the 21 day dated 1767.
John Bass son of William Bass and Lucy his wife born August 1, 1782.
William Bass Junr son of William Bass and Lucy his wife was born April the 4, 1784.
Joshua Bass the son of Willis Bass and Jemima his mother was born the July 14 in the year of our Lord 1804.
-- Bass, the son of Willis Bass & Jemima his mother was born the year of April 9, 1799. [Name illegible, but appears to be Andrew.]
Sarah Bass was born June the 23, 1682
John Bass was born 1731 February the 20.
John Bass deceased 11 March 1777 (1771?)
Elijah Bass was born in the year 1725.

My great grandmother's great grandmother

Julia Ann Holloman Bass Green (Julian?) was born on this day in 1785 in Wayne County, North Carolina, the mother of Col. Richard Bass. Death March 11, 1861 in Morehouse Parish, Louisiana,

What of Julia Ann's Holloman family?

Her father was Thomas Holloman (Holliman) - born in 1740 in Surry, Surry, Virginia, died in 1790 in Raleigh, Wake, North Carolina.  Records on Ancestry.com show he lived in Johnston County, NC in 1784.  These counties (Wayne, Johnston and Wake) are all in close proximity, and several were formed with shifting boundaries of neighboring counties.

Her mother is only known as Emaline, born in 1746.  

Julia Ann is the youngest of 5 children in the family.  

Julia Ann married John Bass on Oct. 8, 1805.  John was born in 1784 in Wayne County, North Carolina, and died in 1822 in Perry, Alabama  

His Bass family were early settlers in VA, with at least one marriage with a Nansemond Indian woman.  I spoke of some of her Bass relations HERE.    Of note is Dr. Andrew Bass (1698-1770) born in Norfolk Independent City, Nansemond County, Virginia, who donated the land for the court house of Waynesborough, Wayne County, NC.  He was the great uncle of Julia Ann's husband, just as a note of interest as to the family's status in the community.  However, history fluctuates a lot in a few generations, so perhaps that's a premature assumption of high standing of the Bass family.

Julia Ann had 8 children.  The family moved to Perry County, Alabama between the births of Elizabeth on 9 Oct 1810 in Wayne County, NC and Molly Ann Moseley Bass on 18 Jun 1811 in Perry, Alabama.  Julia Ann's youngest 4 children were born in Alabama.  

My grandfather's mother's father was Richard Bass, Julia Ann and John Bass's youngest son.
I posted about Richard Bass earlier HERE.  To quote myself:

 His father's estate had a petition against it which gives Richard's birth as 1814.  This date is not corroborated by his census data as well as his grave marker which all reflect an 1819 birth.  So the legal petition in Alabama might have been wrong.  Another source has him born in NC rather than AL.  Wherever he was born, he was the youngest of 8 children of his parents, and his father died when he was very young, and he was raised by a step-father. His mother was Julia Ann Holloman Bass Green.  Father was John Bass, both from Wayne County, NC, which is near where I currently live.  His step-father was Jetson Green, who raised him from when he was around 6 years old.

When John died in 1822 (or maybe earlier) the widow remarried to Jetson Green who petitioned the courts to settle the debts.  The estate was inventoried at which time apparently there were slaves, household goods, land and 7 children. Jetson Green says he'd been married to Julian since 1821.  This is an interesting collection of documents to have survived, dated 1823 to 1830, regarding the debts on John's estate, how the widow needed guardianships for the young children, and another person (last name Holloman) signed Julian's name spelled that way, to one petition or letter.   Julia Ann had two brothers and 2 sisters, and I cannot make out the first name of the signature.
 
Julia Ann was now Mrs. Green, and she didn't stay in Alabama.  There was another westward move to Caldwell Parish, Louisiana where the Jetson Green family lived for the 1840 Census.

By 1850 she lived in Union Parish, LA as head of her own household with an overseer, L. Freeman and his family, but no Green family members listed.  The name Freeman may be that of a freed slave, I would surmise. However, also noted is that on the 1850 Slave census, Mrs. Julia A. Green is listed as owner of  8 slaves, of whom 2 were females over 55 years old. 

At a stated 70 years of age in the 1860 Census, Julia Ann lived with the Barton family (her daughter Elizabeth perhaps?) in Morehouse Parish, LA.  She died there March 11, 1861.

I remember as a teenager learning (in St. Louis, MO) about the Civil War, and that every plantation owner had slaves...which of course was a very bad thing.  Since I knew my family was rooted in the south, I asked my grandfather if he knew anything about the plantations or slavery.  This was in the 1950's when I'm asking about something that he had not experienced in his lifetime.  However, I remember his answer.  He said that when their families realized how bad slavery was, they freed their slaves before the war.

Earth, air, water and fire

These are some basic elements by which we live, and have our lives.
Today is Earth Day.

I saw this on FaceBook a while ago, and shared it with my friends.  It's posted under "I fucking love science." which surprisingly has many good posts.  Of course I think it's a bit juvenile to use F-ing as part of their name.

And they're donating the money to plant 10 trees for every one of their t-shirts that's sold.  Not a bad plan, for those of you who have money to purchase trees through t-shirts.

May you enjoy our earth today, and may I remember this...every day in 2014 I want to do something to help the earth.

April 20 birthday of ancestor

NOTE 2023: This is not the correct lineage of Hanna Conn Booth. 

Who, you may ask, is the ancestor that I missed posting happy birthday wishes for yesterday?

None other than the grandmother of Hannah Conn Booth, namely Hannah C. Gage Norman, who is 7 generations before my own.

She was born on April 20 in 1762 in Culpeper, Culpeper County, VA, and there married Isaac Norman in 1872. (See HERE and  also this post about her husband Isaac Norman.)  She may or may not have been related to General Gage from the Revolutionary War.

Here's a story that is listed at Ancestry about her:

"I believe that Hannah Gage's parents were David Gage and Esther Shipman.  David Gage was listed in the 1790 Rutherford Co., NC census on the same page with Isaac Norman, Hannah's husband, which indicates a connection of some kind.  I have not been able to prove that fact.

"Also, I know that Hannah and Isaac Norman lived in North Carolina because of a piece that was written about their grandson, Solomon Redman Norman:

"SOURCE: Kentucky: A History of the State. Perrin, Battle & Kniffin, 6th ed.,1887,Spencer Co.

"SOLOMON R. NORMAN was born in Spencer County, Ky., in 1823, and is a son of Abner Norman, who at the age of four years came with his parents to Kentucky from North Carolina, in which latter State he was born in 1789. Abner's parents were Isaac and Hannah (Gage) Norman, and on their arrival in Kentucky settled on Elk Creek in Spencer County.  The father was of French descent, and the mother, Hannah Gage, was a relative of Gen. Gage, of Revolutionary fame, and of English descent."

"It was probably information of this type that led to the family "tradition" that Hannah Gage was a daughter of General Thomas Gage.  It was to prove this fact that I first got involved in family research many years ago.  I was not, or course, able to prove that falsehood, but got "hooked" on genealogy anyway!  Source: CarlaLeeLoveMaitland

Hannah Norman and her husband and children moved to North Carolina, back to Virginia, then to Kentucky.  That's why I've listed where each of the children were born below.

The census of 1790 in Rutherford, North Carolina lists Isaac Norman's household as, "2 males under 16, 1 male over 16, 2 females" (no age) You can see below that there were 4 children by the 1790 census in the family, 2 males, and 2 females.  I think there's a mistake, or maybe Hannah wasn't living at home at the time the census taker left her off this household, when she would have been 28 years old.  (Isaac Norman is in the second column, 7th from the bottom)

Their next child was born back in Virginia, so maybe they went home for some reason for the next 6 years (where Polly, Rebecca and Patsy were born.)  It's amazing how long lived these people were, except for my ancestor Polly Norman Conn who died at age 41.  It's also interesting that 3 of these  people died in 1866, perhaps from an epidemic.

Their 8 children are:

• Lemuel Norman  born in Culpeper, Virginia,

  1785 – 1866

• Elizabeth Norman Pound born in Culpeper, Virginia

  1787 – 1866

• (Sarah) Esther Norman Akers born in Rutherford, North Carolina,

  1788 – 1867

• Abner Norman born in Rutherford, North Carolina

  1789 – 1856

• Mary Margaret (Polly) Norman Conn born in Culpeper, Virginia,

  1792 – 1833

• Rebecca Norman Shaw born in Culpeper, Virginia

  1796 – 1866

• Martha "Patsy" Norman Stout born in Culpeper, Virginia

  1798 – 1870

• James H Norman born in Elk Creek, Spencer, Kentucky

  1805 – 1891

After her husband's death in 1828, Hannah Norman lived (as shown on 1840 census below) with her son Abner Norman, being checked as either the female age 70-80 or the one 80-90 on this census, line 11.  It's possible his wife's mother also lived with them, or another elder of the family.  This census was in 1840, and she died Feb 28, 1845, age 82.

 

She is buried next to her husband at Elk Creek Baptist Church.

The way Elk Creek Baptist Church looks today

This is the only photo that Ancestry shows of her tombstone, which seems pretty hard to read.

Great times 8 granparents

For one of the 1,042 Great x8 grandparents... ancestor of mine.

You are an important person who once lived, loved, had zest for life, and passion for whatever you were interested in.

You have a granddaughter eight times great removed.  And many more than the other people of your generation who gave genes to me throughout the centuries.

One of those 1,042 ancestors was

Giles Fitz Rogers 

Birth 1643 in Edinburgh, Midlothian, Scotland 

Death 1730 in Dunkirk, King and Queen, Virginia

He married another great times eight, Lucille Rachel Eastham (1642 – 1735) in 1672 in Worchestershire, England.

He is noteworthy in all my genealogical tales on my father's side of the family as the first Rogers to become an American.

He came to Jamestown, VA, and had his own ship, and I heard there was a martyr in his ancestry, and someone or another were goldsmiths.  These are not parts of his story that I can find records for, but are certainly interesting stories, and often a story is built on oral histories, whether or not they are accurate.

One such story says that his name had been Giles Fitz-Rogers, and he changed it to Giles Fitz Rogers when he arrived in America.  Since very few people were reading and writing in the 1670s, it's very likely that someone who could write simply wrote it that way.

However the case, I now have a cousin (the only male in my generation of Rogers) named John Fitz Rogers.

So this is the list of the Rogers:

Giles Fitz Rogers, Great x8 grandfather

John Rogers

George Rogers

Henry Rogers

Elijah Rogers

Micajah Rogers

George Rogers

William Rogers (great grandfather)

George Rogers

George Rogers

Barbara Rogers (me)

Blog reading and garden glimpses

Hello world...here I sit in blog land, wondering what you're doing.  Do you have a cuppa something to drink by your hand, and maybe a furry mammal of some kind by your side? I hope as you read this you can glance out a window at some point and see the sky.  Even maybe some trees too.

I'm sharing again for Sepia Saturday, yes, they haven't kicked me out yet.  This week's meme is "something to do with gardens."  Go HERE (and scroll to the links list at the bottom) to find out more about what other SS's think about them, there are sure to be post cards, and old photos of people doing their own gardens. 

My vintage photo is from 1942, when my mom was expecting me, so she sits on the running board of the Studebaker, while my dad's father (at 65) and mother hoe and rake out stones for a victory garden in Dallas Texas.

0000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000 (this quote is directly from Muffin's paw)  She is kind of restless today.

Since I  also write 2 other blogs (semi-regularly) today I will duplicate from another, Living in Black Mountain.  Here I show you some of my own gardening efforts.  There will be more to come, as I deal with the fun of container gardening this year.