Accepting My Own Challenge

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It's my birthday.  I am not much for the hoopla.  This morning started out bad and went downhill from there.

I was woken from a dead sleep about 8ish with the house shaking and a loud sound.  It felt and sounded as if it came from the walls/roof surrounding my bedroom.  Man felt it and heard it too.  He went out and did a full walk around and found NOTHING.  No feathers, fur or blood anywhere. With that much sound, if a living thing hit the house, one would think there would be evidence??  We can find NONE.

We did see 2 or 3 turkey vultures ON the roof on that end of the house several hours later.  

After that rude awakening, hoping for a quieter day, it went downhill more.  I'll save you from that ranting, but, it got so bad around here that Man actually turned on some house hunting show before I shot out the television.  Actually, I would have had to toss a rock through it, as we don't own guns.

And, the BD wishes started on Facebook, bless my friends and thank you.  

And, then, I issued the challenge.  

Here is what I want for my birthday.

I want for you to take the energy and the time spent wishing me a happy birthday to go do or say something wonderful to someone who is in desperate need.

My problems are all first world ones, and my birthday is just a day to me.

GO BE GOOD TO SOMEONE IN NEED.

THAT is how you can wish me a happy birthday!

A few minutes later, while getting ready to go out for my BD lunch, I had this moment, and this is what I did, I accepted my own challenge.  Blessings to Children With Hair Loss.

Her comb is 6 inches long, so I donated about 10?  Give or take.  Children With Hair Loss need 8 inches minimum.

And, that is how you turn a bad day into a day of giving.  Lemons to Lemonade.

Peace - -

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Breaking News - - Census - - Back in 1900

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Things pop up when I research and they have resurfaced while I am working on consolidation of my computer and ALLLLLLLL those files.  One was a few articles that discussed the 1900 census enumeration.  Found during a surname search for Darden in newspapers.

From the June 1, 1900 issue of the Virginian Pilot:

"THEY BEGIN TO-DAY

Takers of the Tweltfh U.S. Census to Start Enumeration.

They will Ask Personal Questions, but Uncle Same Has Ordered Them Asked - - 
Who the Enumerators Are - - The Pay They Get.

The census takers will begin their rounds at 8 o'clock this morning.  They go out armed with authority, and though they will ask some personal questions, it's Uncle Same himself who has ordered these inquiries, and there's no use to kick.  You're liable to a fine from $100 to $500 if you fail to answer the questions, but, on the other hand, you are protected from gossipping enumerators by a provision placing a like fine on enumerators divulging any information they secure. Neither, are they allowed to keep a duplicate of the answers.

The enumerators went through their final drill yesterday afternoon before Mr. E. M. Darden, special agent of Census Supervisor H.E. Smith, of this district.

The pay of the enumerators will be as follows:  Two and a half cents for each person listed; 5 cents for each death recorded; 5 cents for the name of each owner of live stock; 5 cents for each person enumerated who has very defective sight, hearing or speech."

(Article goes on to list the enumerators of Portsmouth, Norfolk, and Berkley, Virginia. I have seen other articles as I research that mention similar.  You might find something about one of your ancestors this way.  I know I have at least one enumerator from Man's family.)

The images are the columns and questions asked on the 1900 census:

From the Virginian-Pilot, Norfolk, Virginia, June 16, 1900:

"CENSUS TAKING.

THE ENUMERATION WILL NOT BE COMPLETED THIS WEEK.

The census takers in Norfolk were supposed to have completed their enumeration of the population yesterday, but, several of the enumerators having large districts failed to cover their territory in the allotted time.  Their time will have to be extended a day or two.  Some of them will not complete their work today, and probably Monday and Tuesday will be taken up by these enumerators in completing their canvas.

Mr. E. M. Darden, special agent of Census Supervisor Smith, of this district, said yesterday that he believed the population of Norfolk would reach nearly 70,000, or maybe 75,000.  Every effort is being made to get a full count.

Through the co-operation of the police force the homeless class is being enumerated. 

There are a large number of deck hands in Norfolk, who would never be found at their supposed homes by the enumerators."

I found the fines and the amounts paid each enumerator to be quite interesting.  As well as the mention of the guess of the population count, the homeless and "deck hands" counting.  It should be noted, that according to a Wikipedia page about Norfolk that the population for 1900 was reported at 46,624.  Berkley was annexed into Norfolk on January 1, 1906, no count was found in a quick search.  The population of Portsmouth was reported on a Wikipedia page to be 17,427 in 1900.  It appears that Mr. Darden's suggested 70,000 to 75,000 population of the "district" was fairly close.  Well done Mr. Darden.   (P.S.  Now, WHO are you Mr. E. M. Darden?)

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Some Research Days My Head Just Hurts

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In the ongoing input consolidation project, some days I just shake my head so much, back and forth, in confusion and disbelief, that I give myself headaches.

I'll keep revisiting this one, of course, until I figure it out.

Here is his death certificate, State of Missouri, father correct, birth place correct.

Then, there is this document, which is an application for a headstone for Harvey W. Halterman, to be delivered to Broadway, Virginia.  The data base is named United States Headstone Applications for U.S. Military Veterans, 1925-1949, I located it at FamilySearch originally.   I uncovered it during my consolidation.  I did not have it linked to a specific Harvey.  I checked my data base, at this time I only have ONE Harvey.  BUT - - - 

I have yet to locate a headstone in or around Mathias West Virginia for Harvey.  There is a Find  A Grave memorial for him,  in Ray County, Missouri.

My logic takes a major hit when I note the date of the application, 1932 vs the date of death from the death certificate, 1934.  

Then, I note the name of the person ordering this headstone, a historian from a U.D.C. chapter.  Scratching my sore head, I wonder, why is she ordering a headstone?

And, where did that thing GO?

My head hurts.

Yes, I have discovered there is ANOTHER Harvey W. Halterman, born about 1833, in Rockingham County Virginia, different father, but, may have also been in Missouri at some point.  I need to really followup on Harvey W., son of Aaron.  That may be the key here.

There there are two military sets of records:

According to the U.S. Army, Register of Enlistments, 1798-1914, a Harvey, enlisted on April 25, 1872 in Kentucky. The record indicates he was from Rockingham County, Virginia, was aged 21, farmer, had hazel eyes, light brown hair, ruddy complexion, was 5' 10" tall, and deserted May 26, 1872 at St. Louis, Missouri. So, do the math, 1872 - 21, means born ca 1851.  Hmmmm.  Must be ANOTHER Harvey.  Ya, fun.

The second Military record (found so far) is a set of compiled service records for Harvey W. Halterman who served in Company B, 11 Virginia Calvary, who served in 1863-64, was captured and released in exchange in February of 1865.

More research time required.  After I get rid of the headache.

*  Please refer to my Disclaimer page at the top of Reflections.  The brief version - - I use many genie sites.  I pay when it is required.  No discounts other than what you can get for yourself.  They don't ask me to review.  No deals.

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Sunrift Gorge, East Side, Glacier National Park.

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JULY    2013

We stopped at Sunrift Gorge, and took a hike.  This stop was ALL about the water and water falls.  We had to walk down (and later, of course, back UP!  LOL)

Every one had a camera - -

And  here is why:

Another example of that clear glacier water.

The gorge!

*  The day is not over yet, we have so much more to see and do.  Will be back soon with more of our great day on the east side of Glacier National Park.

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A Grandmother's Tears, In Her Own Words.

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(Presented in her own spellings, grammar, punctuation.  I added some white space and dashes to hopefully assist with the reading.)

Grandma’s Thoughts

When Patrica Mother died Oct. 12, 1941 she was a good mother and loved her baby, when she went back to the hospital the second time she told Mildred  -  went they took her down stairs where they were living   -  Please Mildred take care of my baby, Mildred said, I sure will and don’t worry  -  then they left the baby at my daughter Hedwig house and was there 6 weeks  -    What a sweet baby she was   -   then on Thankgiving day, after we had Thankgiving dinner over at Hedwig  -  Ernie wanted me to take her so we brought her home that night    -  we had a baby bed and all her baby clothes such nice clothes.   -  We gave her Mother a baby shower and sure were nice clothes   -  then we put the baby bed in the front room where it was nice and warm and my bedroom in the backroom so it was quite hard get up at night to give her, her bottle  -   but I loved to do it,  -  she was my sweetheart, at eight months I had her picture taken in the front room on the coauch she make such a pretty picture   I had one large Picture and 8 small ones

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in May 1942 I took to a children specialist twice a month at Goodell school   -  this Dr Louis he came from Wyanotte Hospital very well known through the river district, she got shots as what baby suppose to have three times   -  the Dr said she is a healthy baby and is doing fine   He asked about her parents.  I told him her mother died, when the baby was 3 wks old and her dad was somewhere which we didn’t know, but, that they both had T.B.  So he asked me if her dady wasn’t cure of that dicease then I shouldn’t let the baby come close to him, if he should come around,  -  but he never showed up till 1948   -  the baby walked when 11 months  -  O we had so much fun with her to learn her to walk it was fun, she learn to talk very fast and at 2 she started to sing  -  O she said out those words so cute  -  Rosa Day and nursnery rhymes and lot other words, by then she was 3 yrs old we got a large baby bed for her and put her in our bedroom,   -  she learn to say her prayer, Now I lay me down to sleep.

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and her table paryers, Abba farther Amen,   -  and got a high chair, where she really like to sit and enjoy her meals,   -  she ate everything soup, vegetables fruits  -   when she was just a small baby she had Dexmalto Karo syrup and ornage juice and cod liver oil.   She growed up to be a healthy girl   -  play out side lots of frech air, not like the city smoke and dust and family living close together out here -  it was like in the country  -   O how she liked to pay out side with her bicycle and with her slede in the winter  -  played with her friends   -  when she was five I sent her to Kindergarden and Calvary Luth school   -  always had her dressed warm and clean   -  always clean she had a nice snow suit a red plaid it was sure nice and cute  -   the Minister pick her up for school every morning and the teacher brought her home at night,  -  O how I love my Baby  -  when she was six yrs old she was in the first grade  -  she went with us to church every Sunday and how she like to sing in

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... then when she was seven
...was in the 2 grade Mrs. Grube
...was her first teacher   Mrs Schuller
...was her 3 grade teacher and her was Mrs. Nuetchlein was her last teacher,  -  so I don’t know what teacher she has now her daddy pick her up of the street near our neighbor place May 16   -  What a shame   -  O how I miss her,   -  she has a two wheel bicyle, and many other play thing stories books - color books  - painting set, teddy bear and dolls -  a cradle rocking chair and a toy paino   -  puppy  - we always had a dog for her to play, ice skates  - sled, jumping rope  -  balls of all kinds  -  we got her every thing she needed   - what a child needs,   -  she was so happy with us  -  God Bless her where ever she may be  -  I want her to come home to grandma & grandpa then we will be a happy family again  -  she loved her Grandpa  -  went fishing with him, took her to school with the car  -    took her to the toy factory.

(Here is a photo of Patricia and her grandmother, Lilly Anna Gerth Gehrke, one of the dolls, and if you look in the bottom left corner, one of the puppies.) 

* I believe that this was written on the occasion of a court appearance over custody of Patricia.  The father won custody.  The family rift continued for years.  Patricia's life was hard, she eventually lived with another family, with whom she grew up. She described her early life, "My mother died at my birth; my father had no use for me.  I grew up dirty, many times begging for food and living in a car.  When I was twelve, I ran away and lived with an elderly couple till the age of seventeen.  These people were very good to me."  Yes, I have written about Patricia several times before here on Reflections.  See the links below.

Wordless Wednesday, Patricia Bell Lombardini

Wordless Wednesday, almost wordless

85th Carnival of Genealogy, Orphans and Orphans

I also wrote about Patricia's mother:

99th Edition Carnival of Genealogy, Religious Rites Can Tell A Life Story

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Going to the Sun Road, Saint Marys, Go West Young Man - -

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JULY     2013

We arrive at the Visitors Center, Saint Mary.  Time for a walk, some photos, some learning opportunities.  One thing we learn is that we will experience some road re-construction, much as on the west side of Logan's Pass.  Standing in the parking lot. this is the view.  Not bad for a parking lot, eh?

It's not just the beauty of the mountains, it's the wild flowers, weeds, Mother Nature.

After some time spent learning, and stretching our legs, we head out, going from east to west, Going to the Sun Road.  Seems this creature was as well.  I am fairly sure this was a coyote, but, welcome corrections.

Having rarely, well, never, seen coyotes up close and personal, this was a bit concerning to me.  Again, having very little knowledge, this one looks quite thin, and was continually "yawning".  I have two photos of it yawning, running and yawning.  My camera recorded these photos over the time frame of about one minute.  No, we did NOT get out of Jolly.

This is a view of Saint Mary Lake.

Yes, there is construction.

Wild Goose Island, an extremely popular photo stop.

Many of the Red Bus Tours stop here for photo ops, one of the tour guides insisted we MUST have a photo of us in front of the island.  OK, here ya go!

A very popular and time honored way to travel the Going to the Sun Road is via a Red Bus tour, here is one.  It's a great way for the driver to get to gawk and not drive off the road.  It's on my bucket list for any future visit to Glacier.  (Please ignore Jolly's antenna on the far far right of this photo. Ooopsie, forgot to crop it out.  LOL)

More construction:

Of course, Man was quite interested in the machinery and such:

One last photo of the always gorgeous mountains.

We will stop soon for a visit to Sunrift Gorge where we would hike down and then back out.  It was so beautiful.  hat's our next post.

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Heading Into The East Side of Glacier National Park - - Getting There is Stunning Too

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July      2013

We are going to head into Glacier National Park from the east side.  Looking at the photos, I now realize, it must have been fairly overcast.  But, it was not snow and we could not stay here forever, reservations are kinda  hard to come by during the summer, eh??

SOOO, lets start in, there is a great underpass/bridge to start our day off.  By the way, 13 foot at the outside of this underpass would be VERY close for Tana.  We figure since the IS and new tires and all that, we are running about 13 foot 1 inch.  We are just as happy today to only being traveling with Jolly. This is at East Glacier Park.  I have seen other photos of this underpass that actually have the words "Glacier National Park".  Guess it needed painting a time or two??  Nevertheless, let's get rolling - - 

Heading to the park entrance at Saint Mary Visitor Center, seems a few others are doing the same.  Motorhome, motor cycle, come one, come all.  At this point the road is 49.

This is Lower Two Medicine Lake, looking one direction:

Looking the other direction:

Panoramic.  Amazing.  I wish you could see this on my nice monitor.  It's amazing!

Still driving on 49, you can see the road, squint a bit!  LOL

Now, how's that for some spectacular rock formation??

We never quite know what we will see, besides the cars, trucks, motorhomes, motor cycles, bicycles, there is the occasional horse (note, there is also a dog tagging along for the day.)

We are now driving on 89, the scenery continues to take our breath away.  I believe this was an area that had been burned.

Looking down at Saint Mary Lake. We will turn and drive along the lake until we come to the Visitor Center.

It was so pretty I had to take more than one photo, OF COURSE, one portrait, one horizon.

Another view of Saint Mary Lake, every bend in the road gives us different view points.

We would stop at the Visitors Center before we head up the Going to the Sun Road. More coming soon.  I took over 460 photos this long day of sightseeing.  I wish the skies had been blue, but, we were so amazed that we did not notice much.  Sometimes the sun is not a good thing as it just overwhelms.  Cloudless days do make for pretty blue skies/shots though.  But, we cannot be picky, and with scenery this gorgeous, I barely noticed it was not sunny.

This part of the day's journey is about 33 miles, give or take, from East Glacier Park to Two Medicine Junction, on to Kiowa, and finally to Saint Mary.  Point of interest, 49 is closed in the winter.

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