Wednesday, April 25, 2018

March and April, The Book of Me, Written by You.

Copyright 2018, CABS for Reflections From the Fence

As is my norm, life catches me and spins me around.  So, I am going to do this short, shorter and all at once.  Both March and April.

* Who do (or what) do you miss?
* Who do you love?
* What is something that you would like change, or something you wish you had changed?
* What are your favourite things?
* What frightens you?

What do I miss?  Civility, honesty, kindness.

Who do you love?  Family, always family.

What would I change?  The sad world the disadvantaged live in, give them education, clean water, clean air, allow all to live without fear.  (Lofty I know, hey, go big or go home.)

Your favorite things?  Travel, the glorious red of southern Utah and northern Arizona, top of that list is the Sedona area. Hiking Sedona.  This is Fay Canyon between Cottonwood and Sedona Arizona.

What frightens you?  Fire, as in wild fires.  Tornadoes.

* Using adjectives describe yourself
* What do you think are your essentials in life
* What are your challenges
* Are you right or left handed? And, does that reflect you?
* Describe something you created.

Adjectives to describe myself.  I actually did a internet search on this, and found a neat list, I chose these adjectives:  rustic/country, gabby, busy, cautious, somber, concerned, crazy, curious, deep, determined, and wandering.  To that list I add:  tenacious, extremely visual and over sensitive.

Essentials in life:  Family, work you love that will transport you to a place of peace, clean water, clean air, learning something new daily, peace.

My challenges:  Remaining calm - - rarely happens.  

Right handed.   

Describe something you created:  I would like to think warm and welcoming homes surrounded by heirlooms from generations past.  I am not known for minimalism. 


Sunday, April 22, 2018

A. D. Lashbrook, English Veterinary Surgeon. The Ad, 1891

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I have written about A.D, aka Aaron D. Lashbrook a number of times here on Reflections.  Despite researching this clan since 1991 and blogging about them now and again since 2009, I still manage to find something new and fun about them, especially as new digital collections of newspapers come online.


From my prior research on Aaron, I cannot make the 50 years of practice and 35 years in America math work, but, it's an ad.  Dare I say, maybe a bit of "fake" news?  Oh, I am sorry, I just could not resist.

I do love his terms:  No cure, no pay!  

* And, nope, I have no idea what that middle initial "D" stands for.


Saturday, April 21, 2018

Come With Reflections and Visit Nova Scotia

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As some of you know, around 2016 I was bullied and stalked. It was traumatic, as I thought they were friends. SIGHHH

Anyway, in July and August 2016 Man and I escaped for about 6 weeks. I went underground, and only told a few close family and friends. I did not post much on Facebook, but, I did have a secret group there where I kept a running dialog of where and what we were doing, for those family and friends that would have fretted about me.

I have wanted for some time to take those posts and transfer them into a blog/posts. Lately what with all the weirdness that Facebook has become, I decided enough procrastination. So, I spent these last couple of weeks hitting it hard, windy days that kept me inside Tana,  those days were helpful. 

I have extracted the info into 41 posts in a new blog, named "Reflections Visits Nova Scotia 2016".

Now, since my primary goal is to record our travels and adventures for me, I do not expect you all to go running over and reading this post by post by post! LOL. Seriously.

But, if you want, there are a few really nice photos, if I do say so myself.

If you want to spend some boring hours, here is the first post. After you read, or not, if you go to the bottom of the post, left side, you will see the word “Newer”. That will take you to the next day in the excursion to Nova Scotia. It’s the easiest way to maneuver.

I have also placed a permanent link to the entire blog at the very top of this blog.

By the way, along the way, we decided that Nova Scotia was Maine on steroids. It is stunningly beautiful!  Man speaks frequently of returning.


Saturday, April 7, 2018

52 Ancestors in 52 Weeks - Week 11: Lucky

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This post as part of my participation in Amy Johnson Crow's 2018 version of the 52 Ancestors meme. This weeks prompt is, "Lucky".  The prompt reads:

Do you have an ancestor who was lucky at something? Lucky to be alive? Lucky at cards? Lucky in love? Maybe you have an ancestor with a name that reminds you of luck or fortune. There's always "luck of the Irish." Maybe you have a story of how luck played a role in finding an ancestor.

Luck surely plays an important part in family research. Actually, I believe it is more that the ancestors want to be found and are not in a mood to play you along and string out the search any longer.  Here are several such lucky days in my family research.

There is the ZZ Trumbo cemetery visit.  It was a week big on drama. And, how Man drove within 50 feet of the burial spot.  I would have parked out front and never pulled way back in to the spot he chose to park the truck.  If memory serves, I was not kind to him, asking him, why in the world he parked wayyyyyy back there. Who knew??  The lucky one, this time, Man.

Searching for Hezekiah provided a photo and a long lovely ride in the country side finding the cemetery.  As usual when Man and I parked the vehicle, we separated, he took one side of the cemetery, I took the other.  I believe this find was mine.  The story is here.

The search for Mariah and Joseph Remley and her sister Susie Blanton was similar.  Man and I first visited in the days of walkie talkies.  He took off in one direction, I in another.  I remember no-see-em bites and that he found the burial spot, alas, NO headstone for Mariah or Joseph.  We do have a photo from our first visit in 2002, and we revisited in April 2016.  I wrote about the 2016 visit here. 

Despite all that "luck" I still get shivers when I think of the search for Man's ancestor Charles Clifford and his new bride, Plutheria (Phoebe) Clifford Clifford.  Yep, as far as I know, she was born a Clifford and married a Clifford.

I was looking for the Cliffords in the 1851 Canadian census.  You can read all about it in my post, One Memory, My Best Genealogy Day, Well, One of the Best.  

Lucky me, the lucky researcher.  Lucky!

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Friday, April 6, 2018

52 Ancestors in 52 Weeks - Week 13: The Old Homestead

Copyright 2018, CABS for Reflections From the Fence

This post as part of my participation in Amy Johnson Crow's 2018 version of the 52 Ancestors meme. This weeks prompt is, "The Old Homestead".  There's something about seeing where your ancestors lived — or revisiting where you once lived.  

There is also something about having a photo of a house found in your grandparents old photos stash, and not knowing for sure whose house it was.  Upon studying, editing, enhancing, enlarging, and studying more, you still wonder - - Was this the poultry farm Joseph Bowen owned? or rented?  You know this Joseph (your great grandfather) from the 1930 census enumeration?

Joseph E. was enumerated on the 1930 U.S. Census, Washington Township, Norfolk County, Virginia, ED 23, Page 1B: Joseph E. Bowen, owns home, property is a farm, age 60, married, age at first marriage 22, born Georgia, both parents born Georgia, farmer, poultry; Minnie , wife, age 54, married, age at first marriage was 16, born South Carolina, both parents born South Carolina.

And, here is that photo.  I see poultry houses in the rear on the right of the photo, don't you?

I don't know of anyone left alive to ask, is this Joseph's house/farm/poultry business?  Considering the looks of this house and property and the time frame he was in the poultry business, I feel it is.  SIGH, the proof escapes.

* Been busy and yes, I fell behind.  Maybe I can catch up on the missing weeks, of 11 and 12.  And, maybe I won't.  Cheers.

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