tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-75422087767776018632024-03-09T12:31:59.385-06:00Tracks of My Texas AncestorsSue McPeakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04927975578544675345noreply@blogger.comBlogger45125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7542208776777601863.post-40085904281339113892022-02-28T05:00:00.002-06:002022-02-28T05:00:00.159-06:0052 Ancestors In 2022-March Week 9...FEMALES<p><span style="font-size: medium;"><b><i>Dear Janes outnumber Dear Johns</i></b></span></p>
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Dear John, John, John, John, John,+ Ten More,<br />
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As the 'Number One' most 'Given Boys Name' in the Pittman Family Tree, it is my duty as 'The Family's Genealogist' to inform
All Fifteen of you, despite popular 'Moniker Statistics', Ya'll are NOT Number One.<br />
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Since the First John Pittman born in America in 1726, your name has been held in high esteem and an honorable tradition in the naming of 'First Born Sons' who are destined to be called Junior.<br />
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From Colonial John through Civil War John, the Pittman John's led the nation as the Number One Given Boys Name. This trend continued through the 1920's. During these Trend Setting years, William ran a close second in the US and in our 'Tree' with Eleven Williams. True to Trend, James, George, Robert, Charles, Joseph, Frank, Henry and Thomas were 'Tree Toppers' as well as 'Chart Toppers ' across the nation.<br />
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Dear Jane, Jane, Jane, Jane, Jane + Fifteen More,
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Ya'll are Number One in The Pittman Family Tree. Never mind that Jane as a Given Girls Name only made Number Twenty-Two on the All Time Popularity List.<br />
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Jane The First, Jane Calvert Leatherwood 1746-1764, believed in the 'Family Namesake' tradition.
Her son's were John, William, James, George, and Thomas. She named two of her daughters after herself or possibly her mother...one was Jane and the other Janey.<br />
<br /> The First Jane Calvert Leatherwood was the Direct Ancestor and 4XGreat Grandmother of Martha Jane Marley Carroll, my Great Grandmother. <br />
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Janie as she was called, became 'My Family Tree Focus Female'. Through her grandson, my father, Willard Carroll Pittman, I inherited her late 1890's to early 1900's 'Family Photo Album'.<br />
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The discovery and photo detective work of Janie's Album has led to many of</div>
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'The Johns, James and Janes in </div>
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The Photo Album can be viewed <a href="http://downthedustyroad.blogspot.com/p/family-fact-fiction-folly-fotos.html"><strong>HERE</strong></a>.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">PS...In 1950 the Jane count increased to 21 with my sisters middle name Jane. In 2021 my great niece got the honor of being Jane #22. Being the first born she may have jinxed the naming of her future sibling brother John...except tradition won't matter...her Daddy's given name is John. So baby brother will likely be John Junior.</div>
Sue McPeakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04927975578544675345noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7542208776777601863.post-26023368492008769682022-02-21T10:44:00.003-06:002022-02-21T11:01:22.844-06:0052 Ancestors In 2022-February Week 8...COURTING<p><b><i> Secret Second Wife</i></b></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhatmB7jcavcZLfvv_TuvrSpgONC414TELwiL1WacB-9Cxm1koLhBXaJVl1BCbyZ9Be7GwwPN-Ohi6JbzxvlCqH69rRD51XTj_webL5NxQ7SILaqFr-QNJJvDf8ZMFJwaON8ypxIdkHiLtNUDfvfLUqeRrpXS7JOEsJOfG5S8uRwL6LsLmKJNguEkZX" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="400" data-original-width="316" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhatmB7jcavcZLfvv_TuvrSpgONC414TELwiL1WacB-9Cxm1koLhBXaJVl1BCbyZ9Be7GwwPN-Ohi6JbzxvlCqH69rRD51XTj_webL5NxQ7SILaqFr-QNJJvDf8ZMFJwaON8ypxIdkHiLtNUDfvfLUqeRrpXS7JOEsJOfG5S8uRwL6LsLmKJNguEkZX=w254-h320" width="254" /></a></div>Their journey ended in a small West Texas community. It looked as if they were the typical homesteading couple as they embarked from the covered wagon with a passel of children. <p></p><p>Who they were, where they came from, why they chose this place to put down roots and what was the story behind a man named after the First President of America....not important in 1899. </p><p>Also, not of great interest or importance to those living and dying through the years that stretched into decades and two centuries. </p><p>Not until a granddaughter began 'Old School Research' in the 1960's-1980's did some of the 'Who, Where, What and Why' questions come to light. </p><p>Then along came a great granddaughter's 21st Century Technology/Internet research and establishment of a Family Tree on Ancestry. Not until then was the Second Wife Secret discovered. A fact based timeline, 'Old School' notes, and my 'Factual Fiction' License put together<i> <b>George's Courting of Nancy Anne.</b></i></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjaEAPbRyclgRCXBLmK-pn6VvFcR7aG7es2OcIwJGg-oczlju_M8VlhGqYRSI5cJ7I2R6qu20Q-OCYjt8ATzcMntFG9oENOGjQLfteNpdALIZe8Xz8C0zMFcNhzJgInzJ8sDdIjhpVwH0ItYN7JFn5-_h2MDa1WWAG6FGAns2OW281rkM_zvL637jeO" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="400" data-original-width="320" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjaEAPbRyclgRCXBLmK-pn6VvFcR7aG7es2OcIwJGg-oczlju_M8VlhGqYRSI5cJ7I2R6qu20Q-OCYjt8ATzcMntFG9oENOGjQLfteNpdALIZe8Xz8C0zMFcNhzJgInzJ8sDdIjhpVwH0ItYN7JFn5-_h2MDa1WWAG6FGAns2OW281rkM_zvL637jeO" width="192" /></a></div>Like George, who was a widower with both grown and young children, Nancy Anne was a widow with children of much the same ages. It is assumed...based on timeline facts...George and Nancy Anne met on the road, so to speak. George and children traveling from Georgia to Texas and Nancy Anne and children living in Monroe, Tennessee.<p></p><p>In all likely hood, they met by chance or perhaps it was fate. Monroe was a stopping over place for George. Planning to stay long enough to make enough money and get supplied for the next leg of his trip. Nancy Anne turned her home into a boarding house and her barn into a farm hand bunkhouse. </p><p>We can just imagine their courtship as one of mutual survival that became more. When it was time for George to move on...Nancy Anne and her brood moved on with him. It's not known if it was all about just George and Nancy's courting days, but very likely that their respective oldest children had been courting as well. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">George and Nancy Anne were married in Texas on January 1, 1899.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiNmr-OxQOG63ZAk9P75J_pTu59y2Ucrt_o6q8Af40HltNVTyyVOS56OfotvR3WJO1TFswtPBZkMrvkVecgo2A3M1PLbWUrflveEsafiAUVC6Gce6UW5bih--lYEqSNvp4fdJe8JIfC6o_gUg84FsZ2eP5-202JJRkW-o6edJ2f_jNYiOlWHrKcC8Y4=s906" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="624" data-original-width="906" height="275" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiNmr-OxQOG63ZAk9P75J_pTu59y2Ucrt_o6q8Af40HltNVTyyVOS56OfotvR3WJO1TFswtPBZkMrvkVecgo2A3M1PLbWUrflveEsafiAUVC6Gce6UW5bih--lYEqSNvp4fdJe8JIfC6o_gUg84FsZ2eP5-202JJRkW-o6edJ2f_jNYiOlWHrKcC8Y4=w400-h275" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">John, Nancy's son, and Mattie, George's daughter, were married on March 11, 1901.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjifaEV7t5PPvdE5sE0w4Of1x1M4UmeAufKtK-y-G3dz4hTkQ9SNfz36GtsUXNKB-3ezKfwIKHkEiL7EsMrzQ4vKNEw8D25giPWfGxPI4LuUGKcPHrPzkpxmMsNFK8iXco37Pda8YwYtxZFB79-wo1JxTqp28EnD-LXFxCc643ErXqxT_wCAszZkkmf" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="400" data-original-width="283" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjifaEV7t5PPvdE5sE0w4Of1x1M4UmeAufKtK-y-G3dz4hTkQ9SNfz36GtsUXNKB-3ezKfwIKHkEiL7EsMrzQ4vKNEw8D25giPWfGxPI4LuUGKcPHrPzkpxmMsNFK8iXco37Pda8YwYtxZFB79-wo1JxTqp28EnD-LXFxCc643ErXqxT_wCAszZkkmf" width="170" /></a></div><div style="text-align: left;">George's Granddaughter's 'Old School Research' never mentioned, much less documented the existence of a Second Wife. However, the marriage of John and Mattie was well documented along with their history and life as early settlers in the same small West Texas community as their parents.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Nancy Anne, my Great Step Grandmother's life and death enriched our Family Tree in ways that my Old School Genealogist Aunt Irene would have loved knowing. Especially Nancy Anne's life, death and burial in the same small West Texas community where she was born, raised and buried.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><b><i>Fort Stockton Pioneer, August 23, 1918 (Microfiche Archives)</i></b></div><div style="text-align: left;"><i>Mrs. G.W. Pittman, of Grandfalls, who only recently had come here for medical treatment, died very suddenly from organic heart trouble, at the Riggs Hotel, Saturday evening August 16th. The remains were prepared for burial by Undertaker W.H. Bird, after which they were taken to Grandfalls, Sunday afternoon and interred in the cemetery at that place. The funeral services were conducted by Reverand M.O. Williams, pastor of the Methodist Church, of which church the deceased was a devoted Member. A husband and two children, who reside in Grandfalls, are left to mourn her loss.</i></div><div style="text-align: left;"><i><br /></i></div><div style="text-align: left;">PS...As you might guess, Nancy Anne's entry in our Family Tree opened a 'Whole-nother Can of Worms' including my Great Grandfather's THIRD SECRET WIFE....a story for a future 'Prompt'.<span style="text-align: center;"> </span></div></div></div><p><i><b><br /></b></i></p>Sue McPeakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04927975578544675345noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7542208776777601863.post-2365032496908531892022-02-14T06:00:00.003-06:002022-02-14T06:00:00.179-06:0052 Ancestors In 2022-February Week 7...Crash LANDING<p>February Week 7...LANDING</p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5tN1q1Sg6N941n0pOuYKWcxqVMG1vEFgEedIuyY8vgAX4ojubhvw7Jmp7cBA_oNqq82iCCil2wutaGKBibZYYFAbMpHZ9yRydhcXwoPDuYSZeuuM-qcSgWS43kXYNxQZVpVw-mhMmZENnaGQqBpUpRnrYWy7A_jJEcmaBI2TrKf4zJHVmfqcVeaiG/s972/TomPittmanUSAirForce.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="706" data-original-width="972" height="464" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5tN1q1Sg6N941n0pOuYKWcxqVMG1vEFgEedIuyY8vgAX4ojubhvw7Jmp7cBA_oNqq82iCCil2wutaGKBibZYYFAbMpHZ9yRydhcXwoPDuYSZeuuM-qcSgWS43kXYNxQZVpVw-mhMmZENnaGQqBpUpRnrYWy7A_jJEcmaBI2TrKf4zJHVmfqcVeaiG/w640-h464/TomPittmanUSAirForce.jpg" width="640" /></a></div>As a pilot and navigator, he was assigned to the 315th Bomb Wing in Guam. He flew the first airlift into Japan after their surrender during World War II. During the cold War he was assigned to the Strategic Air Command to fly converted B-29s to refuel U.S. Strategic bombers. He was one of the first pilots to perform air-to-air refueling.<p></p><p>In 1955, this Command Pilot flying B47's for the Strategic Air Command <b>Crash Landed</b>. His B-47 exploded in mid-air over the eastern Canadian wilderness. One of the objectives of the flight was to test a new type of flight suit. When he was miraculously found alive four days later, he had bravely used his parachute to fashion a tourniquet for his badly mangled leg and built a shelter. A pack of wolves surrounded the crash site and the badly wounded pilot. He later said the wolves had saved his life by protecting him from an aggressive moose.</p><p> The test suit having been designed to endure the cold of high altitude flight played a major role in surviving the Canadian wilderness extreme conditions. After being rescued he lost his leg to amputation. He was the first Air Force pilot to be reinstated to fly with a prosthetic. He was a Missle Man (Silo Launch) and Four-Headed Monster pilot, navigator, bombardier and radar man for B-47 Stratojet Bombers.</p><p>During his distinguished career he received many awards most notably the World War II Victory Medal, Air Force Commendation Medal and the coveted Aviator's Valor Award. He commanded the AF Recruiting and Language Schools at Lackland AFB, San Antonio, Texas, before retiring as Lieutenant Colonel Thomas Leland Pittman.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrxaBNwkXH1JFEfXoscq_8I601ZyXSBPg2nmuuHsDBjKMs2s8zEa--EPLmUxFzoAJ2bSIvbfeEud0zWhwu3z_ogrGOdaKzePCk9sUJ8AtUeUMpFBdfL5zDHLEVvNb4ukv2qprqbu55N2KuBdIndoZBPYAGc-Ffj2TkHqVZQdNKMmi8aUwrhDdC9RBU/s320/DoubleCousins.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="201" data-original-width="320" height="201" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrxaBNwkXH1JFEfXoscq_8I601ZyXSBPg2nmuuHsDBjKMs2s8zEa--EPLmUxFzoAJ2bSIvbfeEud0zWhwu3z_ogrGOdaKzePCk9sUJ8AtUeUMpFBdfL5zDHLEVvNb4ukv2qprqbu55N2KuBdIndoZBPYAGc-Ffj2TkHqVZQdNKMmi8aUwrhDdC9RBU/s1600/DoubleCousins.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Willard C. Pittman and Thomas L. Pittman </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Sons of brothers Chappo and Cobb Pittman and sisters Estella and Mary Ella Carroll Pittman</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Making my Dad Willard and Tom...Double First Cousins</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Willard Carroll Pittman 1927-1988</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Thomas L. Pittman 1920-2006</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4Ut0wvxUdqc9I87pk-79Yqb9azgKny24zXGD-vEy5PkZX44hmjvwS73Ue81Ur426hrUoJkepFFW_1KIHYZ19ZMJku2TVjbmrouxLMlsbKyGQytOV94I7pGdRbTHo4lDo-X1Jrb0wO_IItjv_h2ei7RacRqsvs1ZlNJDS9llXJ54iWo2W8oKGJRUTi/s234/TomPittmanBook.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="234" data-original-width="157" height="234" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4Ut0wvxUdqc9I87pk-79Yqb9azgKny24zXGD-vEy5PkZX44hmjvwS73Ue81Ur426hrUoJkepFFW_1KIHYZ19ZMJku2TVjbmrouxLMlsbKyGQytOV94I7pGdRbTHo4lDo-X1Jrb0wO_IItjv_h2ei7RacRqsvs1ZlNJDS9llXJ54iWo2W8oKGJRUTi/s1600/TomPittmanBook.jpg" width="157" /></a></div><p> </p>Sue McPeakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04927975578544675345noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7542208776777601863.post-31739820514386970722022-02-06T17:45:00.005-06:002022-02-07T14:43:46.551-06:0052 Ancestors In 2022-February Week 6...MAPS<p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">February Week 6...MAPS</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiZ4wfzujBNJp6nG6ePOqGl4JTCHXkqRm8jIAlb8KwrNN5WNma-XlpmGpGXO_9bVSHLz8BfTxEhTTFaeWAjpRADeXLW2J5n5EPFGGg8AT1h4A9XXQ2mMcSX90rm5JZy2LG9CD27kLwdU3iCliMeV_bXDb7JyH9zdN7vWlCqhM5Ezj-B0C-QC_IuG9XX=s1500" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="959" data-original-width="1500" height="410" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiZ4wfzujBNJp6nG6ePOqGl4JTCHXkqRm8jIAlb8KwrNN5WNma-XlpmGpGXO_9bVSHLz8BfTxEhTTFaeWAjpRADeXLW2J5n5EPFGGg8AT1h4A9XXQ2mMcSX90rm5JZy2LG9CD27kLwdU3iCliMeV_bXDb7JyH9zdN7vWlCqhM5Ezj-B0C-QC_IuG9XX=w640-h410" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">My great grandfather traveled from Georgia to Texas in the late 1890's arriving in Ward County, Texas, by way of a more Eastern route not shown on map. A survivor and Veteran of the Civil War, he lost all family farming land to Georgia's Reconstruction and taxes after the Civil War. Without the hope of owning land, he settled his family in the Southwestern part of Ward County known as Grandfalls.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Excerpts from the <b><i>Ward County History 1877-1977. </i></b> George Washington Pittman whose Civil War record includes Co. B 7th Infantry, Andersons Brigade, McLaws Division, N. Virginia's Army. As a widower with 6 of his 10 surviving children settling in Grandfalls, Ward County, Texas, his farming skills were in high demand among the Emigrant land owners. He and his children lived many years in Ward County, and became land owners of plats shown on the map. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Only one son, C.C. 'Chapo' Pittman, stayed on in Grandfalls for the remainder of his life. And it is Chappo, my Grandfather, whose life and the lives of his descendants that have been impacted by the 1902 General Land Office Map. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhdAkUqr0q9KCpN5RJmTHCcdymxkZP5R9-BtcY0e35lLIclk1P8E17pjAOgmdZJ9y8ICY2rl2bJn8ytuD6AP0dbqJTe4IqJAtscKhBPbUqeeSnoxZ5WOe6kAFcB4WlX43vSkKcabUlmiZiCRpOx8iRZVfiuffFOr7XTLtxFDeCd3hIrdDRl2QTv2vt0=s970" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="696" data-original-width="970" height="288" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhdAkUqr0q9KCpN5RJmTHCcdymxkZP5R9-BtcY0e35lLIclk1P8E17pjAOgmdZJ9y8ICY2rl2bJn8ytuD6AP0dbqJTe4IqJAtscKhBPbUqeeSnoxZ5WOe6kAFcB4WlX43vSkKcabUlmiZiCRpOx8iRZVfiuffFOr7XTLtxFDeCd3hIrdDRl2QTv2vt0=w400-h288" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Born in 1875, Chappo was 77 years old when he came to live with us. I was 4. It was not until I was an adult and became 'The Family Historian' that I learned about his early life in Grandfalls and his occupations on the Pecos River. It was humbling to be standing on the Brush Dam bridge where my two pioneer grandfathers had helped build and build a second time after a flood. It was incredible to learn that stories had been written about their part in the history of Ward County.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgf5e-JhFeSXOJbtBgm0b5D_TSdOm8kt5mlhMy1dsIYvtmz4RSkLf6psZIssMNV2Tg7E1GuGeL4Kmj7eIFleV4GJGi21XA8MRByY3YddSjiHqPR7UaLCFRCGiG9EvC173R7Wi_EzTzMAXYbUbG2nMA0ndDsgnnyEo3xgkNt-q5igyWEO_qp9fJdemZQ=s1024" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1024" data-original-width="732" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgf5e-JhFeSXOJbtBgm0b5D_TSdOm8kt5mlhMy1dsIYvtmz4RSkLf6psZIssMNV2Tg7E1GuGeL4Kmj7eIFleV4GJGi21XA8MRByY3YddSjiHqPR7UaLCFRCGiG9EvC173R7Wi_EzTzMAXYbUbG2nMA0ndDsgnnyEo3xgkNt-q5igyWEO_qp9fJdemZQ=w286-h400" width="286" /></a>Brush Dam is pinpointed on the map by the 'Red Arrow'...as far as I can determine. According to the <b><i>Ward County History 1887-1977</i></b>, Chappo contracted with the water district to build Brush Dam and the Canals...Blue Arrow on the map. In the following years Chappo was the canal 'Ditch Rider'. On horseback he rode the long winding canals often for days and nights clearing the 'check' points of debris so the water could flow freely through the irrigation canals.</div></div></div><div><br /></div>Along with the Ditch Rider work, my grandfather was literally a dirt farmer living along the irrigation canal. There he raised his youngest two sons, my Dad and uncle...story <a href="http://downthedustyroad.blogspot.com/2010/05/two-boys-and-donkey-makin-tracks-down.html" target="_blank">Two Boys and A Donkey Makin' Tracks Down The Dusty Road</a>. <div><br /></div><div>Perhaps the most incredible Chappo survival story happened when he was a 'Freighter'. Once a team of mules ran away with him on the Pyote-Barstow road. He was thrown from the wagon and suffered a broken neck. The story goes he walked all the way to Pecos to Dr. Camp's office holding his head between his hands.</div><div><br /></div><div>My grandfather lived out his life in Grandfalls with his youngest son, W.C. Pittman and family. He spent many hours fishing on the Pecos River where the water still flowed and the irrigation ditches still had to be cleared of Tumbleweeds.</div><div><br /></div><div><div style="text-align: center;">And so, with that...there's more to a map than rivers, canals, crossings and plats.</div><p></p></div>Sue McPeakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04927975578544675345noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7542208776777601863.post-41274311256934529282022-02-01T04:30:00.001-06:002022-02-01T04:30:00.157-06:0052 Ancestors In 2022-February Week 1...BRANCHING OUT<p> February Week 1...BRANCHING OUT</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Where did all these folks come from?
Who knew there would be so many people to acknowledge on a persons Family Tree? Where does one start picking off leaves or chopping off brances?<br />
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And to think, when I first started growing My Family Tree, I never would have thought I'd find so many ancestors that I'd have to 'Trim The Tree'.<br />
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I've always thought of 'My Tree' as a Mesquite Tree. It's a hardy and prolific plant found in West Texas with deep tap roots and what can be anywhere from two feet scrubby shrubs to thirty foot trees. I've often referred to myself as the 'First Bean' of my Dad's Branch/Twig and my Siblings as Beans Two, Three, Four and Five.<br />
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About those Mesquite Beans...they have been known as a food source. Dried and ground beans have been made into flour which adds a sweet, nutty taste to breads or used in jelly or wine. It is unwise to eat these beans raw unless you are a heifer or steer. They love those green beans and snap them right off the tree. Now you know how they got to be the most prolific plant in Texas. <br />
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Now don't misunderstand my 'Prolific Bean Theory' as a comparison to my 'Prolific Production of Ancestors'. It wasn't until the 1890's that they were exposed to the Texas Mesquite Tree, and as you can see from the 'Grandparent Chart', just about any Tree can handle that number of Branches, Twigs and Beans. It's the Great Great's To Infinity that have cluttered up my Tree. There are so many 'GG's2InFin' that I have invented 'TAGS' that say Profile Done....after all you only need to DigEm Up Once.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
So where do I draw the Family Tree Pruning Line?</div>
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How many 'Great Great's 2 Infinity' Ancestors do I need to know?</div>
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Finding Mary Polly Rowe's 5XGreat Grandparents in Scotland is tempting!</div>
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Just think...10X Great Grandparents...WOW!!!</div>
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Who knew it was definable and fitting?!! </div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 13.2px;">1.<i>Eager to learn or know; inquisitive</i> (okay that's reasonable)</div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 13.2px;">2.<i>Prying; meddlesome</i> (oops, that's a bit negative, but has some merit) </div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 13.2px;">3.<i>Speculative interest</i> (yes, otherwise wouldn't bother)</div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 13.2px;">4.<i>Attention to the inexplicable, highly unusual, odd, strange and done with painstaking accuracy and focus on detail. </i> (Nailed It) </div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 13.2px;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhURJVFcFx2USbJxPPwTqEVhtVwdTndTMZKI6Vn7KTXspk8LVhcqKMGHa9wxaB1BfpmnVCmTO0KnDqznS2fsJmhyFYJU_bB3a8X5xpWeLvS_FzAERRG747UDTMvcOhMLq5c3AIj-2JdJQ9sW3ri1frRTAnjIuw7FYtO0_T6JMVVS5jTsuRyLGRode8D=s400" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="400" data-original-width="314" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhURJVFcFx2USbJxPPwTqEVhtVwdTndTMZKI6Vn7KTXspk8LVhcqKMGHa9wxaB1BfpmnVCmTO0KnDqznS2fsJmhyFYJU_bB3a8X5xpWeLvS_FzAERRG747UDTMvcOhMLq5c3AIj-2JdJQ9sW3ri1frRTAnjIuw7FYtO0_T6JMVVS5jTsuRyLGRode8D=s320" width="251" /></a></div><span style="font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 13.2px;">Meet my Second Great Grand Aunt Palmyra J. Akin Thedford. </span><br style="font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 13.2px;" /><br style="font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 13.2px;" /><span style="font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 13.2px;">This photo of her was in my Great Grandmother Martha Jane Marley Carroll's Photo Album, and even though her name was barely legible on the back, I somehow couldn't bring myself to admit that anyone could be named Palmyra.</span><br style="font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 13.2px;" /><br style="font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 13.2px;" /><span style="font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 13.2px;">Honestly, I really wanted this photo to be of my Great Great Grandmother Mary Josephine Leatherwood Marley, as I didn't have and couldn't find a photo of her anywhere. </span><br style="font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 13.2px;" /><br style="font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 13.2px;" /><span style="font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 13.2px;">You would think Martha Jane would have at least one picture of her own Mother.</span><br style="font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 13.2px;" /><br style="font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 13.2px;" /><span style="font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 13.2px;">Finally, I resigned myself to the fact that it was not Josephine, and put it in the back of the 'Old Photo Album'. However, the name really stuck in my head and Curiosity got the better of me and I decided to give it a Google! </span></div><div style="background-color: white;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: 13.2px;"><br /></span></span><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjp3PL6vyGxQncWCiG-ihDI8P6MMIemWpu6D16Y9tn25-Q2NpcQaCCeTqPMxYUHNLTicHul7xy1d-zemXk9ozomqo5EdswjBa8CBYOwWcFgyJlFlGL_Mn6RUmlKE8uNBNaeW8_KQ7RysBqjff9hjScdJsEs2dfRrSapC56V_xBieuW9NKafeEGgdD2_=s640" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="598" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjp3PL6vyGxQncWCiG-ihDI8P6MMIemWpu6D16Y9tn25-Q2NpcQaCCeTqPMxYUHNLTicHul7xy1d-zemXk9ozomqo5EdswjBa8CBYOwWcFgyJlFlGL_Mn6RUmlKE8uNBNaeW8_KQ7RysBqjff9hjScdJsEs2dfRrSapC56V_xBieuW9NKafeEGgdD2_=s320" width="299" /></a></div><span style="font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 13.2px;">Did you know that Palmyra was an ancient city in Syria? </span></div><div style="background-color: white;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 13.2px;"><br /></span></div><div style="background-color: white;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 13.2px;">In the age of antiquity, it was an important city of central Syria located in an oasis northeast of Damascus and southwest of the Euphrates. </span></div><div style="background-color: white;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 13.2px;"><br /></span></div><div style="background-color: white;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 13.2px;">It had been a vital caravan city for travellers crossing the Syrian desert and was known as the 'Bride of the Desert'.</span></div><div style="background-color: white;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 13.2px;"><br /></span></div><div style="background-color: white;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: 13.2px;">Interesting, right? But still who was she and what was this portrait doing in my Grandmother's Album? </span></span></div><div style="background-color: white;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: 13.2px;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="background-color: white;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: 13.2px;">Curiosity did not kill this 'Cat', and eventually her kinship and non-Syrian heritage was revealed..in an odd, prying, meddlesome manner through Ancestry. If nothing else, I can chew a single waving leaf to pulp.</span></span></div><div style="background-color: white; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="background-color: white; text-align: center;">She was the Aunt of my Great Grandfather Stephen Bennett Carroll.</div><div style="background-color: white; text-align: center;">Born Palmyra J. Akin on November 7, 1845 to Stephen B. and Catherine Ann Akin Carroll.</div><div style="background-color: white; text-align: center;">Raised in Dyer County, Tennessee</div><div style="background-color: white; text-align: center;">Married John A. Thedford on January 9, 1867</div><div style="background-color: white; text-align: center;">Mother of Naomi B. Thedford born in 1876</div><div style="background-color: white; text-align: center;">Moved to Cleburne City, Johnson County, Texas</div><div style="background-color: white; text-align: center;">Died June 17, 1912</div><div style="background-color: white; text-align: center;">Buried Cleburne Memorial Cemetery, Cleburne, Texas</div><div style="background-color: white; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="background-color: white; text-align: center;">Brick Wall chiseled down one brick at a time </div><div style="background-color: white; text-align: center;">leading to Great Grandfathers Carroll ancestors and my Tennessee Roots.</div><div style="background-color: white; text-align: center;">And to Cousins now Friends on Facebook...pays off to be Curious!</div>Sue McPeakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04927975578544675345noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7542208776777601863.post-32738108328735254342022-01-25T20:06:00.000-06:002022-01-25T20:06:56.366-06:0052 Ancestors-January Wk#3...FAVORITE PHOTO<p> <b style="font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 13.2px; text-align: center;">Week 3 ~ Prompt ~ FAVORITE PHOTO</b></p><div style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 13.2px; text-align: center;"><b><br /></b></div><div style="background-color: white; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 13.2px;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyZrh_w6LE7toTPMLAWaanM-MwuUVmQVnvMc7Qq6zHRJ0L4tl50mI40XHSMrdLQXFU-mfZNpaSCKHj-mXs3Qra7fHLRa1U7kQqKcGEsnrtaoYzlQUufyMw2Hx2BZ-qQ91xieTP1zEeEGU/" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="400" data-original-width="296" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyZrh_w6LE7toTPMLAWaanM-MwuUVmQVnvMc7Qq6zHRJ0L4tl50mI40XHSMrdLQXFU-mfZNpaSCKHj-mXs3Qra7fHLRa1U7kQqKcGEsnrtaoYzlQUufyMw2Hx2BZ-qQ91xieTP1zEeEGU/w238-h320/image.png" width="238" /></a></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 13.2px;">In 2004 I inherited my Great Grandmother's Photo Album from her Grandson, my Dad's first Cousin. He inherited it from his Mother who was the youngest daughter of Martha Jane Carroll. That name was the only thing he knew about the Album which was more than I knew about her or any of her ancestors, parents, siblings and families with the exception of my Dad's generation.</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 13.2px;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: 13.2px;">The entire Album was a Genealogists 'Brick Wall'. </span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: 13.2px;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;">The 1890-1910 Photo Album was full of unidentified pictures, cards, and a few fragile clippings. One photography studio setting photo had her name and description of children on the back....obviously written by the photographer. <br /><br />After long hours of online searching for anything in her name, a birth record, marriage record and even a death record...none found, I turned to my Aunt Irene's somewhat all over the place in time, hand written family history notes.<br /><br />There it was...<em>Martha Jane Marley (daughter of E.S. Marley and Mary Josephine Leatherwood ?)</em> Thankfully...no question mark after the name Marley. In addition...<em>Married in Cleburne, Texas, Jack County.</em> Her notes included the names of Martha Jane and Steven B. Carroll's children, their birth dates, and the death date of great grandfather Steven and the fact that he was buried in Cleburne. One of those children was my Grandmother who had given her Maiden name Carroll to my Dad, Willard Carroll Pittman. The pieces began to fit together.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIfZgrmMtTM04dgh_SmKl7DWPyHR52NHPijB4SXPBBkD0Tz0_v-ahRSXpjWoulhcyLe1vLHle6TcDxfXTZsxeQ10nqNONCaWrZS3nm7aKdCkJUxT6S_jNsUUTl1cjb7rdTC78CVVqnjLs/" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="480" data-original-width="640" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIfZgrmMtTM04dgh_SmKl7DWPyHR52NHPijB4SXPBBkD0Tz0_v-ahRSXpjWoulhcyLe1vLHle6TcDxfXTZsxeQ10nqNONCaWrZS3nm7aKdCkJUxT6S_jNsUUTl1cjb7rdTC78CVVqnjLs/w400-h300/image.png" width="400" /></a></div></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 13.2px;">Her studio setting Portrait became my <b>FAVORITE PHOTO.</b> At last I had not just one maiden name, but two...Marley and Leatherwood. Both names opened a flood gate of Family Histories dating back to the American Revolution and the identities of people from the inherited Album. </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 13.2px;">And in turn led to the establishment of my Ancestry Family Tree</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 13.2px; text-align: center;"><b><i>The Pittman-Carroll-Marley-Leatherwood Family Tree</i></b></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 13.2px; text-align: center;"> My first Genealogy Blog</div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 13.2px; text-align: center;"><b><i>Tracks of My Texas Ancestors</i></b></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 13.2px; text-align: center;">and a greater respect for</div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 13.2px; text-align: center;">Irene's Old School Genealogy Record Keeping!</div></div></div></div>Sue McPeakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04927975578544675345noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7542208776777601863.post-3093249519598672502022-01-25T18:11:00.000-06:002022-01-25T18:11:56.309-06:0052 Weeks-January Wk#2...Favorite Find<p> <b style="font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 13.2px; text-align: center;">Week 2 ~ Prompt ~ FAVORITE FIND</b></p><div style="font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 13.2px;">There have been hundreds of surprising even shocking 'Finds'. It's hard to narrow down to just one, but in keeping with Irene's research done before the Internet, I'm going with her positively, no question about it identification of her Great Grandfather....my 2XGreat. </div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 13.2px;"><br /></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 13.2px;">First, though, she made me take an Oath of Truth and Dedication as the next Family Historian. So on a stack of Bibles I swore to continue her research and stay true to the Family History. I swear I tried, but some things just did not add up.</div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 13.2px;"><br /></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 13.2px;">Aunt Irene's family history was gathered the 'Old School' way...through libraries, historical societies, court and city records and passed down word of mouth from family members. </div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 13.2px;"><br /></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 13.2px;">At the TOP of the Pittman Family Branch, Irene had traced as far back as Rene Marion Pittman from Alsace Lorraine, France who came to America and married a Black Dutch woman...no name. Right off the bat, I'm wondering how a Frenchman...which could be with a name like Rene, got a surname like Pittman which I knew was not French, and how his wife could be Dutch and black. </div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 13.2px;"><br /></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 13.2px;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjxCDngBWDQfVHQc04_HWihy8X08acf77IlW3rPdmQjFU3k4P85DeFhlSdxj1pAG6hWtG5DliaPpictENs5nNh-BXo3xHThqvh-Ra5qrMPX-sG5Fn_kQhLxQwoAuY7x7ozxTBUpj9qfjrG_2xpq8mfBHnDbQhVuRs_op5DrYqh4oQHjz2M35bauC1ks=s283" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: right;"><img border="0" data-original-height="271" data-original-width="283" height="271" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjxCDngBWDQfVHQc04_HWihy8X08acf77IlW3rPdmQjFU3k4P85DeFhlSdxj1pAG6hWtG5DliaPpictENs5nNh-BXo3xHThqvh-Ra5qrMPX-sG5Fn_kQhLxQwoAuY7x7ozxTBUpj9qfjrG_2xpq8mfBHnDbQhVuRs_op5DrYqh4oQHjz2M35bauC1ks" width="283" /></a></div><div><br /></div>Finding Rene Marion Pittman's information on Ancestry was not only a favorite find, but blasted an opening in Irene's Old School Brick Wall that led the Pittman Ancestry all the way back to Colonial America.</div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 13.2px;"><br /></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 13.2px;"><div style="text-align: center;"><strong>Rene Marion Pittman Myth .... Debunked</strong></div><div style="text-align: center;">Rene Marion Pittman was Born, Raised</div><div style="text-align: center;"> and Died in Georgia, USA!</div><div style="text-align: center;">His wife, Mary Anne Howell Pittman was </div><div style="text-align: center;">Born, Raised and Died in Georgia, USA..<br />.was not Dutch or Black. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Link To</div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://downthedustyroad.blogspot.com/2012/03/rene-marion-pittman-notable-ancestor.html" style="color: #12647d; text-decoration-line: none;"><strong>Rene Marion Pittman ~ Notable Ancestor</strong></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br style="background-color: white;" /></div></div>Sue McPeakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04927975578544675345noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7542208776777601863.post-88683573741923623362022-01-24T19:42:00.001-06:002022-01-24T19:45:42.078-06:0052 Ancestors-Jan Wk#1...Foundation<p>JANUARY </p><div style="text-align: center;"><b>Week 1 ~ Prompt ~ FOUNDATION</b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: justify;"><span face="Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif" style="background-color: white; font-size: 13.2px; text-align: start;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjz8U_Gmg4rMMteh1PXUTOFaejfw-zEBTz8seYe3TuZBmwCGPlTulUaKxeSlIuw1hEwVRoy6InMdJSRIaIoh-5aFCYm8KeyDSM2r1PwPy4xE_gLeH2HCXM0TLhSjIBmSgbMh55yBmUD3VQ/" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="379" data-original-width="423" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjz8U_Gmg4rMMteh1PXUTOFaejfw-zEBTz8seYe3TuZBmwCGPlTulUaKxeSlIuw1hEwVRoy6InMdJSRIaIoh-5aFCYm8KeyDSM2r1PwPy4xE_gLeH2HCXM0TLhSjIBmSgbMh55yBmUD3VQ/" width="268" /></a></div>In an Interview the year <i>Tracks of My Texas Ancestors</i> was started, I was asked, "What got you interested in or started your family history/genealogy?</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span face="Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif" style="font-size: 13.2px;"><br /></span></div><span face="Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif" style="background-color: white; font-size: 13.2px; text-align: start;"><div>It was my first Genealogy Interview and, I thought the questions were going to be harder to answer. I was prepared to fess up to questions about having ancestors that might have been Wild West Texas Outlaws.</div></span><div style="text-align: left;"><span face="Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif" style="font-size: 13.2px;"><br /></span></div><span face="Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif" style="background-color: white; font-size: 13.2px; text-align: start;"><div>So the question about how I got interested and started was an easy one to answer. I even have a photo of the two people who inspired, motivated, and gave me my start as 'The Keeper of My Family's History'.</div></span><div style="text-align: left;"><span face="Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif" style="font-size: 13.2px;"><br /></span></div><span face="Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif" style="background-color: white; font-size: 13.2px; text-align: start;"><div> Meet the 'Foundation First Keeper' aka as the 'Barefoot Genealogist'...my Aunt Vera Irene Pittman Sinks. She's sitting beside the 'Cowboy Inspiration' for Tracks of My Texas Ancestors...my Dad...Willard Carroll Pittman.</div></span><div style="text-align: left;"><span face="Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif" style="font-size: 13.2px;"><br /></span></div><span face="Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif" style="background-color: white; font-size: 13.2px; text-align: start;"><div>Irene was the oldest of the six siblings and Willard the youngest. There was ten years difference in their ages with two brothers and two sisters between them. They were Texas born and raised with an appreciation for their Texas Pioneer heritage.</div></span><div style="text-align: left;"><span face="Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif" style="font-size: 13.2px;"><br /></span></div><span style="background-color: white; text-align: start;"><div style="font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 13.2px;">Irene spent much of her lifetime in search of our Family History. She loved to talk and write about our ancestors, and the information she found in her research. Her hours of note taking in libraries and the inquiries from Genealogical Societies from Georgia to Texas gave me an abundance of information on which to build our Family Tree in the Technologically Advanced Genealogy Community of the Twenty-First Century.</div></span></div>Sue McPeakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04927975578544675345noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7542208776777601863.post-64783842127790855312022-01-24T15:52:00.000-06:002023-01-01T08:11:29.253-06:00About Tracks of My Texas Ancestors...Copyrights and Disclaimer<h4 style="text-align: center;"> <strong style="text-align: center;">Welcome to Tracks of My Texas Ancestors<br /></strong><strong>A Collection of Family History and Genealogy Research <br /></strong>of my<br />Father's Texas Pioneer Families<br /><strong>Pittman~Carroll~Marley~Leatherwood</strong></h4><div style="text-align: center;"></div><h3 style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIf-h2h5vV-T0T4XLB2CXjyiJMgnd9yfIFbHsBjtjgVxnx7vlm01Y10JJfcIOOmIgPKrK4NeZE3b2lHdpPNBYZW56AtuvAFPsBsmx_WbZ3wYOyNwi3Tf4fZnuxzukVgGV_pn6nNcxg7jA/s1600/FamilyMesquiteTree+%25281103x1280%2529.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIf-h2h5vV-T0T4XLB2CXjyiJMgnd9yfIFbHsBjtjgVxnx7vlm01Y10JJfcIOOmIgPKrK4NeZE3b2lHdpPNBYZW56AtuvAFPsBsmx_WbZ3wYOyNwi3Tf4fZnuxzukVgGV_pn6nNcxg7jA/s400/FamilyMesquiteTree+%25281103x1280%2529.jpg" width="342" /></a></h3><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Our Family Mesquite Tree has grown deep roots in Ward County Texas where my</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Great Grandfather George Washington Pittman journeyed from Georgia in the 1890's.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div>Mesquite trees grow in twisted and intertwining branches, survive in a difficult environment and produce a bountiful crop of beans, so the comparison to the Pittman/Carroll/Marley/Leatherwood Family is appropriate. Two of these Family names became intertwined with the marriage of Pittman Brothers to Carroll Sisters which produced a bountiful crop of 'Double Cousins', and a long line of descendents throughout the state of Texas and the Southwest.<br /><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div>My siblings and I are the 5th Generation of these West Texas Pioneer Ancestors. We were raised where our great grandfather, grandfather and father put down roots. Our Family Geneaology Study and Documentation began with my Aunt Irene who spent countless hours researching Historical Societies from Georgia to Texas. Her many pages of 'Family Group Logs', notes, letters and memorbilia have given me an unprecedented head start.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7PDbm38e8tD35SjaS5e2PE0NZvCb3UNVeeMROLix60XlBoeKVRwfk5YUMv-SsTFzhcte6z2ve8dEODZG4wocOIDkd8SacA2XxoLclr5yNFZSDZl9frPblyBecqdNcA1Gl5LH2j2FfSL4/s1600/FamilyTree.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="218" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7PDbm38e8tD35SjaS5e2PE0NZvCb3UNVeeMROLix60XlBoeKVRwfk5YUMv-SsTFzhcte6z2ve8dEODZG4wocOIDkd8SacA2XxoLclr5yNFZSDZl9frPblyBecqdNcA1Gl5LH2j2FfSL4/s640/FamilyTree.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">The primary reason for 'Tracks of My Texas Ancestors' is to have a<br />Journal/Record for the Present and Future Decendents to:<br /><strong><em>Always regard with esteem the name they were given with praise and renown that it should endure.</em></strong></div><div align="center"><br />You are invited to read the stories, view the photos, and enjoy the Posts!</div><div align="center">Please do not copy or reproduce any part of 'Tracks of My Texas Ancestors'!</div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center"><strong>The Pittman/Carroll/Marley/Leatherwood Family Tree</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>is registered on Ancestry.com.</strong></div><div align="center">Living Family members names are protected there and here from viewing.</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><strong><em>The Family Stories are fiction based on fact.</em></strong><br /><strong><em> by</em></strong><br /><strong><em>Sandra Sue Pittman..all rights reserved.</em></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><em>The Photographs are from the Author/Photographer's Personal Collection...all rights reserved.</em></strong></div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center">Geneaologist doing research on this Family Lineage please contact</div><div align="center"><a href="mailto:collectintexas@gmail.com"><span style="color: #5d5d5d;">collectintexas@gmail.com</span></a></div><div align="center">I welcome the exchange of Family History information and photos!</div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center"><strong><em>Please direct comments to:</em></strong><br /><strong><em><a href="mailto:collectintexas@gmail.com"><span style="color: #5d5d5d;">collectintexas</span></a><a href="https://www.blogger.com/null"><span style="color: #5d5d5d;">@gmail.com</span></a></em></strong></div><div align="center"><u><br /></u></div><div align="center"><strong><em> My Texas Ancestor Post are Archived through</em></strong><br /><strong><em>Family Name Label Tabs...Under Header</em></strong><br /><strong><em>Titled Tags...On Sidebar</em></strong><br />{click on Tabs and Tags and follow the Links}</div><div align="center"><strong><em></em></strong><br /><strong><em>More Pittman Ancestor History on</em></strong><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="http://georgiaancestors.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUGwuTdX24JfXbCtkLdXAYMeI_AqlWSZz9bdHoKVJSpJuEm50iZRKE7siefLogT5ZWasGvdINE1c4qhn3L_Z2hsN0vmAfElkzl2j6MPLC_UGaAieljWSeACbL31YbWz2JL5sSN5t78aZM/s1600/Tagclick.jpg" /></a></div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://myfreecopyright.com/"><img border="0" height="60" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2lfrI2Vi2inFxuny2BWzLQuP41s0AjVgUFHIOLnVhC8XaoDnsJ9yVqf_mS1czraaTljhyL-QGlFw6KUylR8gy28wA9btMQLNRgac1s7Cti_vcyVwGndk5CSszh1p4YM_TO85VaoVygbM/s200/copyrightTag.jpg" width="200" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.myfreecopyright.com/registered_mcn/BC5PS-1KYB6-FKCUS" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" title="MyFreeCopyright.com Registered & Protected"></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><strong>All text, illustrations, charts, photographs, etc., property of</strong></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><strong> Sandra Sue Pittman McPeak,©all rights reserved.</strong></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><strong>Updated January 2022</strong></em></div>Sue McPeakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04927975578544675345noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7542208776777601863.post-9702282904900286982018-03-17T07:02:00.000-05:002018-03-17T07:02:24.104-05:00Irish Birth Blessed with Health, Dreams, Kindness and Featherbed<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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A few years ago I spit in a tube and sent it off to a DNA project on ancestry.com. What a surprise to find out I am 29% Irish. As they say in ancestry.com ads, "I had no idea". <br />
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Really, 29% is a wee bit more than 'A Wee Bit Irish', and again to quote the 'Ad'..."I wanted to know more". <br />
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The search began on my ancestry DNA Story with two family names. Both from my father's maternal line.<br />
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It starts with my Great Grandmother Martha Jane Marley Carroll and her Mother, Mary Josephine Leatherwood Marley. Neither of the names Carroll or Leatherwood to my ear had a ring of Irish. As it turns out the Leatherwood line lead through at least five great grandmothers maiden names to reach an Irish descendent. That's the 'Wee Bit Irish' DNA accounting.<br />
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Carroll, which is my father's middle name and the last name of his grandfather Stephen Bennett Carroll, lead to a 'Whole Lot More Irish'. <br />
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William I. Carroll immigrated to the Virginia colonies with his parents. His father Thomas Edward Carroll died when William was 9 years old. Records in ancestry.com state he married Elizabeth Spencer, daughter of neighbors William and Elizabeth Spencer in 1748.<br />
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The first records of William and Elizabeth show he leased two hundred acres of land with a payment agreement of 630 pounds of tobacco over a period of three years. With that he became a tobacco farmer committed to a three year lease in Fairfax County, Virginia.<br />
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William and Elizabeth's son Thomas Carroll was born July 16, 1753, in Goochland, Virginia. According to records and a yearly timeline, the family migrated to North Carolina around 1755. Along the Catawba River, during the years of 1755 - 1763, the French and Indian War drove hundreds of settlers out of the area. The Carroll family ultimately settled in Granville County, North Carolina, about 100 miles from the hostile Indian territory.<br />
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In 1762 William is listed in the Taxable's for the Bare Swamp District in Granville County. Over a period of years, that county changed districts and county's several times, and in 1780 became part of Franklin County, North Carolina. It is thought that William and his family resided there for about 20 years where he owned 240 acres of tobacco farm land. Changes in county boundaries made for difficulties in tracking land and counties, but the Carroll family were lastly recorded in Granville County.<br />
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William and Elizabeth Spencer Carroll had at least 9 children...all named in his 'Will'. Of the five daughters and 4 sons, my direct descendant and 5th Great Grandfather Thomas received a small inheritance of 5 pounds in cash. The largest part of Williams estate went first to his wife Elizabeth until her death or remarrying, and upon either of those instances, son Jesse was to inherit the 240 acre plantation and his heirs forever. <br />
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As for Thomas, along with his 5 pounds in cash and upon the death/marrying of his mother he stood to inherit a Featherbed. Why only 5 pounds in cash to my Great 5x Grandfather Thomas...perhaps could be related to an Irish Birthday Blessing. <br />
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Telling Williams story in honor of Saint Patrick's Day 2018 seems a 'Wee Bit' incomplete without knowing his exact month and day of birth. Therefore, I invoke my 'Fact to Fiction Writers License' and declare his birth month as March and his birth day as the 17th. How else could it be for someone born in Limerick, Ireland?<br />
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<strong><em>Irish Birthday Blessing</em></strong></div>
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<strong><em>May you live a long life full of gladness and health.</em></strong></div>
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<strong><em>With a pocket full of gold as the least of your wealth.</em></strong></div>
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<strong><em>May the dreams you hold dearest be those which come true.</em></strong></div>
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<em><strong>May the kindness you spread, keep returning to you.</strong></em><br />
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Happy 287th Birthday 6th Great Grandfather William Carroll.<br />
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Thank you 5th Great Grandfather Thomas Carroll for your long life,<br />
your less than a pocket full of gold, the dreams you held dear, <br />
the kindness you spread and a Featherbed.<br />
<strong><em>If not for you I would not be me</em>.</strong></div>
Sue McPeakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04927975578544675345noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7542208776777601863.post-66705956273306381312018-03-13T21:25:00.000-05:002018-03-13T21:25:38.886-05:00MD Pittman...Favorite Uncle<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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MD Pittman 87 of Odessa passed away April 2, 2011 at Parks Methodist Retirement here in Odessa. He was born March 6, 1924 in Dona Anna, New Mexico to Chapel Columbus 'Chappo' and Effie Estella Carroll Pittman. Mr. Pittman was a Christian, who loved the Lord dearly serving him with all of his heart a true prayer warrior and a man of God.</div>
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Mr. Pittman was a proud US Army Airforce Veteran serving his country proudly during the WWII Era with tour duties to Germany, England and France eventually co<span style="display: none;">… </span><a aria-hidden="true" class="bio-more" href="https://www.blogger.com/null" style="display: none;"> <span class="btn btn-outline">Read More</span> </a><span id="bio-overflow-text">ming back home only to re-enlist and touring to Japan, after his final Military Discharge.<br /> </span></div>
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Mr. Pittman was a very respectful oilfield industry truck driver for GQ Salmon and after more than 40 years of dedicated service he retired. He was a very proud family man with the knowledge in how to instill family values, but on the lighter side a jokester and a good prankster.<br />
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He is survived by Wife Georgia Pittman, Daughter Mary Helen Jacobs of Odessa,Texas. Son Charles Sterling and wife Joyce of Tenaha, Texas, Granddaughter: Stella Jacobs and husband Clayton Creech, Great-Granddaughter: Chelse Creech, Granddaughter: Misty Williams and husband Stanley Williams all of Odessa. And a host of nieces, nephews, cousins and many friends.<br />
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He was preceeded in death by his parents, first wife Betty June Buford Pittman and infant daughter, second wife Pearl Hardy Sterling Pittman. Siblings Willard Carroll Pittman, Chapel Bennett Pittman, Ruth Beatrice Sanders,Vera Irene Sinks and Maudie Mae Hutchinson. <br />
Services by Odessa Funeral Home.</div>
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Pearl Demarist Sterling Pittman<br />
Headstone beside MD in Tamarisk Cemetery.</div>
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Georgia Barber Pittman</div>
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November 12, 1924-2016?</div>
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Burial Cedar Lawn Memorial-Sherman, Texas</div>
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<strong>MD's Stories in Tracks of My Texas Ancestors Post</strong></div>
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<a href="http://downthedustyroad.blogspot.com/2010/05/two-boys-and-donkey-makin-tracks-down.html" target="_blank"><strong>Two Boys and a Donkey Makin' Tracks Down The Dusty Road</strong></a></div>
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<a href="http://downthedustyroad.blogspot.com/2013/09/bronc-busterfly-boy-and-ditch-rider.html" target="_blank"><strong>Bronc Buster, Flyboy and Ditch Rider</strong></a></div>
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Elisha and Mary Josephine Marley's Family Bible is a treasured family heirloom. Although not in my possession, the copied Births and Marriages pages are treasures and important documents in the research of my Marley Family Tree.<br />
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I wonder which of my great great grandparents did the record keeping. If I had to guess, it would be Mary Josephine, judging from the neat precise and somewhat feminine penmanship. Regardless of which one did the entries, it seems only one of them did so, again, judging from the penmanship.<br />
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December 1876<br />
As Elisha stokes the fire in the stone fireplace, he glances over at his wife sitting nearby. Her legs and feet are warmly covered in an afghan she finished just as the first frost fell in Calhoun County, Arkansas. He watched her as the light of the fire cast it's warm glow on her face...intent on the knitting in her hands.<br />
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Mary Jo looked up from her knitting and smiled at her husband of almost a year. They sat in comfortable silence for awhile. Mary jo continued to knit on the blanket and thought of the baby it would cover in just three months time. <br />
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Her thoughts turned to concerns of a first time mother. Things like would she have time to finish the baby clothes and blankets she had started. What about the crib she knew Elisha was making. What about a Family Bible to record this birth...the birth that would make them a family. It was then she broke the thoughtful silence and spoke to her husband. "Elisha, we should start thinking about our Family Bible".<br />
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Elisha and Mary Jo had plans to spend Christmas day at her parents home for the traditional family gathering. This being their first Christmas together, they decided to start their own family tradition of trimming the tree, sharing a special supper and exchanging gifts on Christmas Eve. It was a Sunday, that Christmas Eve of 1876, the perfect day and time for Elisha's gift to his wife and soon to be mother of his first child....a Family Bible.<br />
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And so it was written on the first three lines in a neat and precise penmanship:</div>
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<em>E.S. Marley was born May 25, 1849</em></div>
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Marthy Janne Marley was born March 4, 1877.</em></div>
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As the years went by names were added to the Family Bible's Birth records. After my great grandmother <em><strong>Marthy Janne</strong></em>...aka Martha Jane or 'Janie', her brother's name John Henry was added on October 27, 1878. Then William Samuel in 1880 followed by <em><strong>Annie Etter</strong></em> in 1882...who always spelled her name as Anna Etta. On line #7 was penned <em><strong>Zack Rier Marley was born Dec 15, 1883</strong></em>. This third son was named after his mother's grandfather Zachariah Perry Leatherwood..<em>.another clue to who's penmanship recorded births in the Family Bible</em>. Forever more 3rd son's name would be written as Zachariah Andrew Marley. </div>
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There are now six lines left to record births. Elisha and Mary Jo's family numbers six, including themselves. All but Martha Jane were born in Jack County, Texas, where they settled along with Mary Jo's Leatherwood family. Three years went by before another name was written...George Holbert's on one of the six remaining lines. James Benjamin got the fifth remaining line, and<em> Lue Ida </em>the fourth...another who changed the spelling as soon as she could write...Lou Ida. Next came Wardie Bell in 1892 and Jesse Simeon in 1894. With one line left, I wonder if Mary Jo thought it time for the recording of births to end. It was not!</div>
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The names Alta and Albert were recorded on the last line on November 30, 1896. And since this was a page of Birth records, the twins death on the same day was not noted. All the lines were filled, but there would be one more birth...that of Eugene Edgar on March 14, 1899. His birth was written in the space above the filigreed border. Baby Eugene died at 17 months old in August 1900.</div>
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Thank-you Elisha and Mary Jo for carrying on the tradition of a Family Bible.</div>
Sue McPeakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04927975578544675345noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7542208776777601863.post-73172776076587906562016-08-03T15:29:00.000-05:002016-08-03T15:29:34.421-05:00Spinster Seamstress Sisters<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-Q1Q7p9Xh9v3_4wjdx6Ln164utW_bB5QNxDUgOvq-dIqx9rtwVm0shuXlZr8wgTOPKato4W1NHmlBM3RdrmX-z0PlGwItnizTOukZ2csJGpnzoyzyJybF63BjwO3F3mEK3sf83lQWKKU/s1600/Spinster1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-Q1Q7p9Xh9v3_4wjdx6Ln164utW_bB5QNxDUgOvq-dIqx9rtwVm0shuXlZr8wgTOPKato4W1NHmlBM3RdrmX-z0PlGwItnizTOukZ2csJGpnzoyzyJybF63BjwO3F3mEK3sf83lQWKKU/s400/Spinster1.jpg" width="292" /></a>
At age 15 Mary Jane was declared a spinster by Assistant Marshal E.K. Walsh, enumerator of Wilkes County North Carolina's 1860 Census. She was listed with her family of father-occupation farmer, mother-occupation housekeeper, older single sister-occupation seamstress, older brother-occupation farm laborer and brothers Elisha 11yrs and baby William.<br />
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One could say Mr. Walsh may have jinxed Mary Jane's chance of ever becoming a bride, a wife, a mother and a grandmother by labeling her a spinster at such a young age. Jinxed or not, it was her lot in life to be a daughter, sister and aunt. The same life was in store for the older sister enumerated as a seamstress.<br />
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Mary Jane and Martha were the daughters of Henry and Jane Marley and sisters of my 2x great grandfather Elisha Smith Marley. By all indications and records, Mary Jane and Martha were devoted sisters and aunts to their brothers and to their nieces and nephews except for one...Elisha. <br />
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Elisha left Wilkes County, North Carolina in the early 1870's, and as the story is told by his siblings descendants...never to be heard from again. Although, Mary Jane and Martha did not contribute to the Marley descendant pool, their Wilkes County brothers did. And so did Elisha in Jack County, Texas.<br />
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As devoted daughters and sister, Martha and Mary Jane lived with their parents and brother William until their deaths. After mother Jane's death in the late 1870's, the 'Spinster Sisters' became housekeepers and farm laborers...according to the 1880 Census. After their father's death at age 91, not long after being enumerated in the 1900 Census, Martha and Mary Jane continued to live on the family farm with their now 'Head of House' brother William, 42 years of age. <br />
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William, apparently a bachelor, died sometime between 1900 and 1910 as the two sisters were listed together without William in 1910. According to Wilkes County Deed Records, spinster Mary Jane Marley bought 100 acres of land from E.K. Walsh. <em>(what an ironic/coincidental twist of Census takers labeling)</em><br />
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By the time the 1910 Census was taken Mary Jane (64)and Martha (69) lived on Mary Jane's farm keeping house and most likely doing what they had always done, sewing and handwork. They were still close to family with their brother George's son farming the land next to Mary Jane's. It would be several more years before they would learn of the whereabouts of their last living brother.<br />
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The contact would have been sometime in 1914 when Elisha corresponded with his sister Mary Jane. <em>(This piece of information was jotted down on notes about Elisha taken in 1972 by family historian, Aunt Irene.)</em><br />
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Mary Jane Marley died on March 28, 1915 at age 69. Her death certificate lists cause of death as 'Lagripe' or what is now called influenza. Although the certificate places Mary Jane in Wilkes County and correctly lists her parents, the informant was not a family member and incorrectly states her burial site. However, and interestingly, says the Undertaker will be 'home folks'. Her unmarked grave is thought to be in the same cemetery as her parents, siblings, nieces, nephews and other family members in Beaver Creek Advent Church Cemetery, Wilkes County, North Carolina.<br />
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Perhaps of all the people who attempted to label Mary Jane from spinster to daughter, sister, aunt, seamstress to farmer and housekeeper, the informant on her death certificate stated her occupation perfectly....<br />
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Martha died July 16, 1921, at age 81. According to her death certificate, the cause of death was gastro intestinal related with the contributing factor of old age. For whatever reason, Martha was not buried in the same cemetery as her parents, siblings and other family members including her lifetime 'Spinster Sister'. Her place of burial is Mt. Zion Adventist Church Cemetery. Her nephew and namesake of her father and brother was the informant...he stated her occupation as housekeeper. Surely he meant to state....Handwork!</div>
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Sadly, Mary Jane, Martha and Elisha were not to see each other again on this earth. However, he did return to North Carolina in 1929 at the age of 80. He would live another 12 years and rests in peace in Borden County Texas beside his wife Mary Josephine Leatherwood Marley. No doubt he remembered fondly and missed his sisters as he named his oldest and first born child after the both of them....Martha Jane Marley...my great grandmother. </div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">Photo Disclaimer: Photos from Old Photo Collection of CollectInTexas Gal. Not intended to be representative of any person named in this post. Used as representative of the period and in the interest of the story line.</span></div>
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Abner Franklin Carroll was the youngest of five sons born to Seymor Douglas 'Dee' Carroll and Julia Ann Akin Carroll. Brothers Charley and Eli were twins and just five years older, and like the second born son Joseph, all lived and raised their families in Dyer County, Tennessee, staying near their parents and grandparents, Solomon Douglas and Elizabeth Vannoy Carroll. <br />
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Frank met and married Winnie Mary Griffin around 1918-19. It is believed that Frank and Winnie met through his Aunt Palmyra Thedford who lived on Wilson Street in the same neighborhood as Winnie's parents.<br />
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Winnie and Frank had two daughters:<br />
Eloise Carroll Skinner - December 2, 1920-January 22, 2015<br />
Mary Helen Carroll Kemp - April 8, 1923 - June 1990<br />
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Frank died in November 1926 at the age of 45 as a result of a construction accident in a railroad yard in Cleburne, leaving Winnie to raise their daughters. Winnie resided at 515 West Wilson Street in Cleburne which had been the home of Frank's Aunt Palmyra. She supported herself and educated her daughters by working as a Church Secretary.<br />
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His Memorial was first submitted by the Texas Confederate States Army...Tennessee Corporal 12th Cavalry I. At the age of 16 A. Franklin Carroll enlisted to serve in the Spanish American War/Conflict, April-August 1898. <br />
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The application(4-24-1928) for his headstone verifies his service and Veteran Status. The headstone was verified and shipped to Cleburne Memorial Cemetery Sept. 9, 1930. <br />
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The photo portrait is from Martha Jane Marley Carroll's Photo Album from the late 1890's early 1900's.<br />
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CLEBURNE, Texas - Mrs. Winnie Carroll of Cleburne, died at home of daughter, Mrs. Charls Kemp, in Dallas. Funeral services will be held at 10 am Saturday at the First Baptist Church, Cleburne. Interment will be in Restland Cemetery, Dallas. Born in Bono, Texas, she was a member of Eastern Star, Magazine Research Club, Garden Club, active in civic, social affairs. She was secretary of the First Baptist Church of Cleburne 15 years. Graveside services will be held at 2 pm Saturday at Restland. Survivors are daughters, Miss Eloise Carroll of Dallas; Mrs. Charles Kemp; one sister, Mrs. John Leonard of San Francisco; one brother, Dewey Griffin, North Little Rock, Ark.; and three grandsons.</div>
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Sue McPeakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04927975578544675345noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7542208776777601863.post-14065488515359694482016-07-30T07:06:00.003-05:002016-07-30T07:06:52.595-05:00Hello Kitty.......I found you!<br />
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After years of searching through thousands of names in my Family Tree on ancestry...I found 'Kitty'.
Not on ancestry, but of all places...in my Aunt Irene's notes...<br />
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...<strong><em>"Frank Carroll -Tennessee (probably) brother of Steve Bennitt Carroll, visited M.J. Carroll in Treadway, Texas. He was selling white Rotary Sewing Machines. He had a handwriting as that in a penmanship school book. Frank Carroll, on this visit, spoke of sister 'Kitty' whom Mary Ella Carroll favored - (physical resemblance)."</em></strong><br />
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There it was, the name 'Kitty'. I have read and re-read that paragraph many times. I missed 'Kitty' perhaps because I was so intent on researching and trying to identify Abner Franklin Carroll, who Irene referred to as Frank Carroll.<br />
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The photo of Kitty is from my Great Grandmother Martha Jane Marley Carroll's 1900's Album, and has been on my 'Unknown' list for years. All along I felt she had to be related to Great Grandfather Stephen Bennett Carroll, but a sister? Not on his ancestry profile along with Frank and twin brothers Ely and Charlie. The closest name to Kitty was the Carroll brothers grandmother Katherine. So who is Kitty? It's back to ancestry's search!<br />
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She was....Katherine Elizabeth 'Kitty' Carroll Arnett. Born in 1884 in Dyer County, Tennessee. Married Joseph E. Arnett on Christmas Eve in 1903. Mother of daughters Christine and Reba and son Corliss B. Arnett. Listed in US Census from 1910 through 1940 (last Census released). On Find A Grave, she Rests In Peace beside her husband Joseph in Fairview Cemetery, Newbern, Dyer County, Tennessee. Inscription on stone...married Dec. 24, 1903...no birth date, no death date, no links to any Carroll Family. Kitty's husband died in 1961, daughter Christine in 1974, daughter Reba in 1989, and son Corliss in 1978. No mention of 'Kitty' in any of their profiles after the 1940 Census.<br />
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Their youngest son Frank was born in 1881, and after four boys, perhaps they wanted a sister for Frank to grow up with as his brothers were all much older. Somehow that scenario fits the time period, Franks mentioning of her, and Martha Jane knowing Kitty as her sister-in-law.<br />
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What is even more promising from this scenario is the resemblance of Kitty's young picture (blurry as it is) to another 'Unknown' photo in the Album. Could it be that Kitty and her daughters came to Texas to visit Frank?<br />
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Sue McPeakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04927975578544675345noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7542208776777601863.post-86453065749461641612016-07-24T14:28:00.000-05:002016-07-24T14:28:50.878-05:00Tennessee Kin and Kitty<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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These Unknown's may only ever be known to Great Grandmother MJ Carroll. However, I will continue to scrutinize, dissect, and research them from their facial features, clothing styles, photography studio sets and profile portfolios until.....whenever! I do have some idea about the couple in the bottom right corner, and have narrowed their identities down to Great Grandfather Stephen B. Carroll's relatives. Possibly his Aunt Palmyra with husband John Anderson Thedford and daughter Naomi. <br />
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The most mystifying and I must admit, the most frustrating in finding even one clue as to who they are is the top left photo I have named 'Tennessee Kin'. Because it was taken in the same studio, at the same time, and was included in the same Family Album, I feel confident they are related to Great Grandfather Carroll. It's another 'Unknown' photo I have turned inside out, upside down, and every which way in researching possibilities that fit the ages and relationships of these three women. Perhaps, one day a hint will turn up in the most unexpected place....like Kitty's did.<br />
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<em><strong>"Frank Carroll -Tennessee (probably) brother of Steve Bennitt Carroll, visited M.J. Carroll in Treadway, Texas. He was selling white Rotary Sewing Machines. He had a handwriting as that in a penmanship school book. Frank Carroll, on this visit, spoke of sister 'Kitty' whom Mary Ella Carroll favored - (physical resemblance)."</strong></em><br />
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There it was, the name 'Kitty'. I have read and re-read that paragraph many times. It was from notes my Family Historian Aunt Irene wrote on a visit with MJ and Steven Carroll's oldest son, Othello. I missed 'Kitty' perhaps because I was so intent on researching and trying to identify Abner Franklin Carroll, who Irene referred to as Frank Carroll.<br />
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What a priceless piece of information about Frank being a Rotary Sewing Machine salesman. The statement about his penmanship...a keen and personal observation that gives insight to Frank's character and person from his nephew, Othello.<br />
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As for Kitty being the sister of Frank...I'm afraid either Othello was misinformed or Irene misinterpreted Kitty's relationship to Frank. Never the less, after digging in Frank and Steven's Tennessee families, I have not found a single Kitty. Frank and Steven were two of four brothers with Steven being the oldest, twins Eli and Charlie next, and Abner Franklin the youngest.<br />
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Could there have been a sister Kitty? Is it possible I have missed her more than once? Will I go back and scrutinize my Tennessee ancestors more closely? Is it possible that Kitty is the woman in the photo 'Tennessee Kin'? I aim to find out!!!Sue McPeakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04927975578544675345noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7542208776777601863.post-34872670519585890362016-07-09T15:29:00.001-05:002022-01-25T20:04:22.973-06:00Great Grandmother's 'Brick Wall' Maiden Name<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDMQcZbh9rr_vertJ9nNsXZzFnmMStBp3QKUgfImAm26sV_d5griUK7WpqXe_DAdoXdqJdOhdMsNa2_acHJmrcGc_UTqDdedUjZTQIn0iLDjXCog_d9E-gejEy6axSFHJOB5uAe8f1oR4/s1600/Album1.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDMQcZbh9rr_vertJ9nNsXZzFnmMStBp3QKUgfImAm26sV_d5griUK7WpqXe_DAdoXdqJdOhdMsNa2_acHJmrcGc_UTqDdedUjZTQIn0iLDjXCog_d9E-gejEy6axSFHJOB5uAe8f1oR4/s400/Album1.jpg" width="295" /></a>Come to find out Great Grandmother Martha Jane Carroll's maiden name was not the proverbial 'Brick Wall' I had made it out to be. After inheriting her 1890-1910 Photo Album full of unidentified pictures...except for one where she had written her name and the names of her children, the search to identify these obviously related people began. <br />
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After long hours of online searching for a birth record, marriage record and even a death record...none of which were found, I turned to my Aunt Irene's somewhat all over the place in time, hand written family history notes.<br />
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There it was...<em>Martha Jane Marley (daughter of E.S. Marley and Mary Josephine Leatherwood ?)</em>
Thankfully...no question mark after the name Marley. In addition...<em>Married in Cleburne, Texas, Jack County.</em>
Her notes included the names of Martha Jane and Steven B. Carroll's children, their birth dates, and the death date of great grandfather Steven and the fact that he was buried in Cleburne.<br />
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At last I had not just one maiden name, but two...Marley and Leatherwood. Both names opened a flood gate of Family Histories dating back to the American Revolution and the establishment of <br />
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Sue McPeakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04927975578544675345noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7542208776777601863.post-34676041208308020452016-07-06T21:00:00.002-05:002016-07-06T21:00:50.018-05:00Born On The 4th of July
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Finding an ancestor born on the 4th of July took me back to Colonial America and my paternal 2x great grandmother's maiden name. The name is fourth in line in my Pittman, Carroll, Marley, Leatherwood Family Tree on ancestor.com. Out of 1,550 names there was just this one person born on the 4th of July.<br />
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Fannie Frances Leatherwood was born in the midst of turmoil leading up to the Revolutionary War. Her parents, Zachariah and Mary Nancy Stone Leatherwood of Prince William, Virginia Colony, had endured the effects of the French and Indian War, the Sugar and Currency Acts of 1764.<br />
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Five years before her birth violent demonstrations against the Stamp Act occurred. These demonstrations resulted in the Virginia Resolve and ultimately in the Stamp Act Congress which petitioned Parliament and King George to repeal the Act. <br />
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In the months before her birth in 1770, were two major conflicts between the Colonist and the British in what would become the American Revolution. The <a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Battle_of_Golden_Hill" target="_blank">Battle of Golden Hill</a> in January 1770 between British soldiers and the colonists known as the Sons of Liberty took place in New York. The second incident which was widely propagandized by leading Patriots like Paul Revere and Samuel Adams was the <a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Boston_Massacre" target="_blank">Boston Massacre</a>. On March 5, 1770 British soldiers killed five civilian men and injured six others after a mob formed in protest of Parliamentary Legislation. <br />
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The Leatherwood family survived the American Revolution as residents of Prince William, Virginia, and in the late 1790's migrated to Spartanburg, South Carolina. Frances along with husband John Edwards and their children followed her parents to South Carolina then to North Carolina and eventually settled in Jackson/Bartow County, Georgia.<br />
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Their settlement in Jackson County is somewhat of a Family Tree coincidence as this was one of the home counties of the Pittman's, who five generations later would become related through the Texas marriage of my paternal Leatherwood-Marley-Carroll grandmother to my Georgia born Pittman grandfather. Jackson County was changed to Bartow County in 1861 in honor of <a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Francis_S._Bartow" target="_blank">Colonel Francis S. Bartow</a>.<br />
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Frances Leatherwood married John Edwards on October 6, 1871 in Prince William, Virginia, a veteran of the American Revolution. Frances and John had eleven children. John died in 1838, just three years after settling in Georgia. Frances was last listed in the 1850 US Census when she was 81 years of age.<br />
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Although her exact death date is not known, she and John's burial markers are most likely lost in the abandoned grave yard at Pettite Creek Cemetery near what is now Bartow County, Georgia. <br />
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Only one grave marker remains...that of their son Colonel Zachariah Edwards who was celebrated as the most popular man in Spartanburg on July 4, 1832...his mother's 61st birthday. <br />
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On this July 4, 2016 I honor and celebrate my 6x Great Aunt Frances' 246th Birthday. Thanks for the remarkably patriotic Family History, Fannie Frances Leatherwood Edwards. Rest in Heavenly Peace and know you are remembered in the Pittman-Carroll-Marley-Leatherwood Family Tree.<br />
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PS...As was the tradition, children were often named after family members. Fannie and Frances/Francis were given names of both girls and boys in the Leatherwood Family. In the realm of the 'Meaning of Given Names', Fannie/Frances/Francis means FREE, and people with this name value truth and justice. What a fitting name for a child 'Born on the 4th of July'.</div>
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<em><strong>He was a brave soldier in the Revolution, participating in a small skirmish at or near the Cedar Springs in this District, as well as the siege of Stoney Point, Savannah and Augusta, Georgia. </strong></em><br />
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<strong><em>The writer of this imperfect tribute of respect, constituted one of the number that surrounded his grave at his interment, and while he behold the rumbling clods, as they fell upon his coffin, he thought how strong the admonition to prepare for death, judgement and eternity. </em>(OBITUARY-Greenville Mountaineer Newspaper, Greenville, S.C. Friday, June 25, 1841)</strong><br />
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Never in his wildest dreams would the writer of my 5x Great Grandfather's Obituary have thought that his words written in 1841, would be read through a media that had the potential of reaching millions 175 years later. His words of respect were certainly meant to comfort the family and friends of one of Spartanburg's earliest settlers as he wrote...<br />
...<em><strong>was an affectionate parent, kind master, a good neighbor, and for many years a pious member of the Baptist Church. He died in full assurance of a blessed immortality beyond the grave, giving full and clear evidence to his surrounding friends that his soul would be happy after death.</strong></em><br />
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<strong><em>"The writer of this imperfect tribute"....</em></strong>such humble and thoughtful writing...it struck such a cord with this writer and 5th Great Granddaughter of Paul Castleberry. <br />
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Paul was born on March 1, 1761, in Tar River, Virginia, to William (25) and Sarah Elizabeth Martin (20) Castleberry. As American colonists they were setting the foundation of a burgeoning new country in the years before the American Revolutionary War. Paul was only four years old when the Stamp Act of 1765 spurred the colonies to revolt against British rule.<br />
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As referenced in his Obituary, Paul at the age of 18, fought in the Battle of Stony Point. He was part of a well planned and executed nighttime attack of high trained select group of George Washington's Continental Army under the command of General 'Mad Anthony Wayne'. The quick and daring assault on the British took place about 30 miles north of New York City at the British outpost in Stony Point, New York. Victory over the British not only gave Washington's Continental Army a much needed morale booster, but gave them a key crossing site over the Hudson River and their victory over the British.<br />
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Within my 'Monthly Theme' this year, I have included at least one ancestor who in someway related to the month. My 5x's Great Grandfather Castleberry's March 1st birthday made him my 'Ancestor of the Month' and an opportunity to reveal why my ancestor.com tree is named...Pittman, Carroll, Marley, Leatherwood Family Tree.<br />
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The union of Paul and Agnes Chesney in 1785 began the line of descendants through the women in my Pittman, Carroll, Marley, Leatherwood Family Tree. Paul and Agnes' eleventh and last child, Agnes S. Castleberry became the first Leatherwood with her marriage to Zachariah in 1828. Her granddaughter, Mary Josephine began the Marley line when she married Elisha in 1876. Mary Josephine's daughter Martha Jane's marriage to my Great Grandfather Stephen Bennett Carroll contributed the last of the female line in their daughter Effie Estella Carroll, my paternal grandmother. <br />
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Sue McPeakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04927975578544675345noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7542208776777601863.post-10446362057978595642016-01-16T07:22:00.000-06:002018-03-13T18:26:22.693-05:00January Born 9x Great Grandmother<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi00WvWeODfFffgHWqYYTK6Ab5hZ0fxEFHZpI0sfPdnmG81NteFrl0aHPrPg2vWVu3quoPuRnuvBim_L8abCD48RW7iemOksRFW0QERr6JgzEpFE1ZTEUyMSCfpg9SMr_kv8a1MmWstvjef/s1600/Leatherwood+Coat+of+Arms.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi00WvWeODfFffgHWqYYTK6Ab5hZ0fxEFHZpI0sfPdnmG81NteFrl0aHPrPg2vWVu3quoPuRnuvBim_L8abCD48RW7iemOksRFW0QERr6JgzEpFE1ZTEUyMSCfpg9SMr_kv8a1MmWstvjef/s1600/Leatherwood+Coat+of+Arms.jpg" /></a>
Martha
'Mollie' Kitteu Leatherwood<br />
Jan.19, 1658-Jan.20,1705<br />
9th Great Grandmother born in Brenchley, Kent, England<br />
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<em>"Miss Mollie Kitteu/Kitten, a half Indian girl, married John Leatherwood in 1679 in Ann Arundel, Maryland. John and Mollie's livelihood was sustained by raising wheat and corn enough to bread the family and feed the hogs for meat and the horses while raising another crop." </em>(letter written in 1892 by William Leatherwood)<br />
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Martha Mollie Kitteu was born Jan. 19th...the day before my birthday on Jan. 20th...289 years later. She died on my birthday at age 47...242 years before my birth.<br />
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I met Mollie through research on my Family Tree on Ancestry.com where 'Discovery US' is my limit. Thanks to Ancestry's 'Lifestory, Gallery and Leaf Hints, I can share the 'Facts' recorded on Mollie's life. With those facts, and my fact to fiction writer's license, here is my version of my January, 9x Great Grandmother.<br />
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On January 19, 1658, Martha, age 20, gave birth to her namesake. Her husband Peter, age 28, called his daughter Mollie, a nickname she had for the rest of her life. <br />
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Mollie's father Peter, lived in Scotland in the mid-1600's when Royalists and Parliamentarians raised arms in one of the bloodiest battles in British history. <br />
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Peter Kitteu, age 19, a Scotsman and supporter of Charles I, found himself at odds with Oliver Cromwell's newly established Commonwealth of England. With the beheading of Charles I in January 1649, Peter, along with his Scottish countrymen, found themselves under the rule known as a Council of State. Fighting continued particularly in Scotland and Ireland between the parliamentary forces and those opposed to them, as part of what is now referred to as the Third English Civil War.<br />
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By 1653 when Oliver Cromwell was declared Lord Protector of the united Commonwealth of England, Scotland and Ireland, Peter fled Scotland. After a long and arduous trip across the Atlantic, Peter landed in America. There he married a young Indian girl who he called Martha. Still loyal to his Scottish roots and political ideals, Peter yearned for his homeland. In 1657 he booked passage for himself and Martha who was with child. <br />
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They arrived in England on January 19, 1658. Mollie was born aboard the ship 'Janus' just before they embarked. Peter Kitteu returned to Scotland with his wife and new daughter. Life in Scotland was vastly different under the Commonwealth rule, and even after the Monarchy was restored in 1660, Peter decided America, the homeland of his wife, was where their future lay.<br />
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Once again, Peter and Martha made the journey across the Atlantic to the land of freedom and opportunity. This time with their young daughter Mollie, who's Scottish-American Indian bloodline would flow through the veins of future generations.<br />
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Mollie Kitteu and John Leatherwood's first born son Samuel (2-13-1681) began the line of my Direct Descendants 152 years later with the birth of my 3x's Great Grandfather John More Leatherwood. With the birth of his daughter Mary Josephine, the Direct Descendant line continues through female descendant Martha Jane Marley Carroll, my Great Grandmother whose daughter Estella Carroll married C.C. Pittman. My father W.C. Pittman was their youngest son.Sue McPeakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04927975578544675345noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7542208776777601863.post-69706637020277151632013-09-27T08:58:00.001-05:002016-07-07T15:38:20.804-05:00Bronc Buster~Fly Boy and Ditch Rider<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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The Bronc Buster...W.C. Pittman</div>
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The Fly Boy...MD Pittman</div>
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The Ditch Rider...C.C. Pittman</div>
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This recently...September 2013... found photo taken about 1943-44 is one of three existing early photos of my Dad, Uncle and Grandfather. In November 2011 on Tracks of My Texas Ancestors, I wrote and posted <strong><a href="http://downthedustyroad.blogspot.com/2011/11/rattlesnakes-sidewinder-and-flying.html" target="_blank">Rattlesnakes, Sidewinder and Flying Contraptions</a></strong>...a story about these three men at the exact time in their lives as when the photo was taken.</div>
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Sue McPeakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04927975578544675345noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7542208776777601863.post-59498300442828827782013-07-14T06:55:00.003-05:002016-07-07T15:39:34.644-05:00Daddy Was A Texas Trucker<div style="text-align: center;">
Roll on highway, roll on along</div>
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Roll on daddy till you get back home</div>
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Roll on family, roll on crew</div>
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Roll on momma like I asked you to do</div>
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Yep, my Daddy was a Trucker! </div>
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And...Ya'll may have a hard time believeing this, but...My Mama was a Trucker, too!</div>
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It was one of those, "If you can't LickEm...JoinEm thingies!<br />
So, Mama got her CDL (ClassADrivers License), and joined Daddy on the 'BigRig' haulin' everything from 'Swingin' Beef' to Cabbage all across the USA.<br />
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Now, being as I'm a Truckers Daughter, I know a thing or two about 'Truckers' and 18 Wheelers.</div>
#1 All Truckers<strong> DoNot</strong> wear those 'Gimmie Caps. Ya'll know the ones...as described by Wikepedia...Really!<br />
<em>The design of a trucker hat is similar to that of a baseball cap, with a slightly curved bill in front, joined triangular sections forming the hat, and a button on top. Instead of being made of cotton fabric like a typical baseball cap, the front section of a trucker hat above the bill is foam, and the rest is plastic mesh for breathability. The foam front of the hat stands up straight and stiff, which makes the trucker hat taller than most baseball caps. There is an adjustable plastic snap closure in the back to ensure that one size fits most.</em><br />
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All the 'Truckin' Memories' were triggered by yesterdays 'OnTheRoad Again' Trip Hi Honey and I made to Midland, Texas. It's another of those roads we travel often, so the scenery and PhotoOp is 'BeenThere DoneThat' stuff. However, this was NeatONikon's first trip down Highway 87 and shooting through the windshield proved to be entertaining as well as getting some great shots of passing trucks and the amazing Texas Sky along with a few splats of bug guts....that's a trucker term.</div>
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#2 I know you are dying to know...Yep, I have driven an 18 Wheeler with my Daddy sitting right close by to help with shifting 18 gears. It was all I could do to steer and just for the record, Officer, I only wiped out ONE Mile Marker sign. </div>
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PS...FYI...Most all 18wheelers have anywhere from 8 to18 different gears in them depending on what transmission is in the truck. When you shift gears you are moving a sliding collar on the transmission input shaft and splining it with a gear mounted on the output shaft. Since these engines don't have synchronizers in them like a car or pickup has you have to use doubleclutching to slow the gears back down in order to get the gears to mesh together for the next gear change.</div>
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See...I told ya'll I knew a thing or two about Truckers and 18 Wheelers. Thanks, Daddy!</div>
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Someday I'll tell them about your Texas Cowboy Trucker in New York City story!</div>
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It was my first Genealogy Interview and, I thought the questions were going to be harder to answer.<br />
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I was prepared to fess up to questions about having ancestors that might have been Wild West Texas Outlaws.<br />
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So the question about how I got interested and started was an easy one to answer. I even have a photo of the two people who inspired, motivated, and gave me my start as 'The Keeper of My Family's History'.<br />
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Meet the 'Motivational First Keeper' aka as the 'Barefoot Genealogist'...my Aunt Vera Irene Pittman Sinks. She's sitting beside the 'Cowboy Inspiration' for Tracks of My Texas Ancestors...my Dad...Willard Carroll Pittman.<br />
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Irene was the oldest of the six siblings and Willard the youngest. There was ten years difference in their ages with two brothers and two sisters between them. They were Texas born and raised with an appreciation for their Texas Pioneer heritage.<br />
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Irene spent much of her lifetime in search of our Family History. She loved to talk and write about our ancestors, and the information she found in her research. Her hours of note taking in libraries and the inquiries from Genealogical Societies from Georgia to Texas have given me an abundance of information on which to build our Family Tree in the Technologically Advanced Genealogy Community of the Twenty-First Century.<br />
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Sue McPeakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04927975578544675345noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7542208776777601863.post-42070614721706679892013-06-08T11:40:00.003-05:002016-07-07T16:11:55.814-05:00Microfiching Catches a Family History Whopper<br />
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I've been known to tell some pretty good fish stories! Mostly about how the Bigun's Got Away or the fishin' was so good they were jumpin outta the water and snatching the worms right off the hook. <br />
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It's been awhile since I've been fishin' for whoppers, but recently I got the idea to go Microfiche-ing.<br />
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I've been carrying around the 'Bait' for several months and was just waiting to be in the right place at the right time to catch what I hoped would add some insight to what happened to...<br />
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I caught a Whopper and Opened Up a Whole New Can of Worms!</div>
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<strong>FORT STOCKTON PIONEER </strong><br />
<strong>August 23, 1918</strong><br />
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<strong><em>Mrs. G.W. Pittman, of Grandfalls, who only recently had come here for medical treatment, died very suddenly from organic heart trouble, at the Riggs Hotel, Saturday evening August 16th.</em></strong><br />
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<strong><em>The remains were prepared for burial by Undertaker W.H. Bird, after which they were taken to Grandfalls, Sunday afternoon and interred in the cemetery at that place. </em></strong><br />
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<strong><em>The funeral services were conducted by Reverand M.O. Williams, pastor of the Methodist Church, of which church the deceased was a devoted member.</em></strong><br />
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<strong><em>A husband and two children, who reside in Grandfalls, are left to mourn her loss.</em></strong><br />
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Obituary for Mrs. George Washington Pittman...Nancy Anne Carey Forkner Pittman.</div>
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Born...April 23, 1854 in Monroe County Tennessee to John E. Carey and Ellen M. McAllister</div>
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Died...August 16th, 1918 at the age of 64 in Fort Stockton, Pecos County, Texas</div>
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Survived by husband George Washington Pittman of Grandfalls, Ward County, Texas.</div>
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<strong>and....here's the Opening of a Whole New Can of Worms....</strong></div>
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<strong>....the two children left to mourn were her Granddaughters.</strong> </div>
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This I knew from the 1910 Census that listed Maime 4 years and Tillie 1 year, and who at the time of Nancy's death would have been 12 and 9 years of age. Who and where was the Mother of these two granddaughters? Why weren't Nancy's SIX children she reported as having given birth to in the 1900 Census, listed as surviving her or preceeding her in death? </div>
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<strong>Yep, looks like another Fishin' Trip!</strong></div>
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But first, the Obituary Revelations!!</div>
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The Riggs Hotel where Nancy died has been a subject and photo resource for many of the posts here on CollectInTexas Gal. As a former member of the Fort Stockton Historical Society and Board Member of the Annie Riggs Museum, I have spent many hours there. What a Special Moment it was for me when I read that my Great Grandfather and Step-Great Grandmother had stayed there exactly 95 years ago to the day that I Microfiched the Obituary! I can hardly wait to get back to Fort Stockton and the Annie Riggs Museum to find their Signatures in the August 1918 Registry.</div>
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<strong><em>Grandfalls, Sunday afternoon and interred in the cemetery at that place. </em></strong></div>
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That place being the Tamarisk Cemetery.</div>
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Another Special Moment to realize that another of my Pittman Texas Ancestors</div>
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Willard Carroll Pittman and MD Pittman</div>
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Stacy Scott Pittman and Billy Carroll Sinks</div>
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April 23, 1854 - August 16, 1918</div>
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