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23 March 2014

Scrapbook Sunday - 52Ancestors - Emilia Kiesel

According to my maternal line great grandmother's confirmation certificate, Emilia [Emilie] Kiesel was born 20 May 1895 in Wistka Szlachecka, Russia [today Poland]. She was confirmed at Evangelish Lutheran Kirche Nowa Wies on 2 May 1909.¹ She died 4 March 1974 in Bristol, Connecticut^.2

She married August Ginter 6 May 1914 at Evangelical Lutheran Immanuels Kirche in Bristol.³ Together they had six children; Edmund born 1916,⁴ Ruth [my grandmother] born 1917,⁵ Helen born 1917,⁶Lydia born 1923,⁷ Ernest born 1929⁸ and Dorothy born 1938. All lived to adulthood, married and had children except Dorothy, who passed away in 1939 at five months old.⁹

Happy Scrapbook Sunday!

Scrappy Gen

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As a bonus, because I am the Scrappy Genealogist, each of my posts will include a heritage page featuring my ancestor. Hope you enjoy them!

28 February 2014

Fishing Friday #52Ancestors August Ginter

August Ginter was my mother's mother's father, my great grandfather. He was born 1 February 1891[1] to August Ginter and Marianne (Bigalke)[2] in the area of modern day Włocławek, Poland.[3] He died 21 September 1977 in Bristol, Connecticut in his adopted country, the United States.[4] At the time of his death, he was living with his daughter, Ruth, and her husband. My parents, sister and I had also been living with my grandparents for several months until August of 1977 when we moved to Providence, Rhode Island. I have always believed it was a gift that we were given this time with him before his death.[5]

August married Emilia Kiesel on 6 May 1914 in the Evangelical Lutheran Immanuels Kirche [church] in Bristol.[6] Together they had six children; Edmund born 1916,[7] Ruth [my grandmother] born 1917,[8] Helen born 1917,[9] Lydia born 1923,[10] Ernest born 1929[11] and Dorothy born 1938. All lived to adulthood, married and had children except for Dorothy, who passed away in 1939 at five months old.[12]

[Information about sources 1-12 available upon request.]

Happy Fishing Friday!

Scrappy Gen

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As a bonus, because I am the Scrappy Genealogist, each of my posts will include a heritage page featuring my ancestor. Hope you enjoy them! Wondering about the Fishing Friday title? That's fishing for family Friday.

14 February 2014

Fishing Friday #52Ancestors Clarence Norton Brainard

What I learned from Clarence or how I am going to do these #52Ancestors posts.

I cannot write a biography for a different ancestor every week. There are too many steps I feel I need to do to in order to prepare to write a biography and yes, I get bogged down in the details. Particularly in the case of Clarence. He had a lot going on in his life and I want to be sure I treat him correctly.

The good news is that I am getting reorganized and I have renewed my commitment to printing everything out for genealogy coffee table books (ala DearMyrtle). I love me my coffee table books! More on that next week!

This week I have completed a nice scrapbook page for my ancestor Clarence Norton Brainard. It was what I felt able to do for him for now. You will find it at the end of this post. I am so happy that I have already made four new pages for my ancestry scrapbook this year. It's a good feeling knowing that I have created something that others will enjoy!

Before I show you my new scrapbook page, I would like to share my process for getting ready to either write a short ancestor biography or create even a scrapbook page in their memory.

Getting My Stuff Together

1. Review computer folder.

Label all documents in the following format: Year-Month-Date Last Name First Name Item (i.e. 1883-08-12BrainardClarenceBirthRegp1)
Attach source citation to all documents

2. Review online tree.

Download/label documents not showing in computer folder. Attach citations.
Do another quick search and look for any obvious holes in ancestor's timeline.
Print ancestor timeline page.

3. Update ancestor binder.

Print all documents in folder along with citation forms.
File pages by date in ancestor's binder.

4. Review documentation.

Check citations. Redo if necessary.
Review timeline and look for any holes in research. Are there new sources or newly discovered sources to check?

5. Write biography.

Review each source in date order.
From each source document, write the facts (just the facts for this purpose) together with a link to the citation (end notes for this).
Review, review, review.

6. Scrapbook my ancestor.

Print a photo of my ancestor.
Combine photo with heritage papers and embellishments.
Add full name and pertinent facts; birth, death, marriages, children.
Photograph page, edit in Lightroom and upload.

7. Upload and publish.

Still struggling with best way to get from my computer program to Blogger and keep my formatting. For now I am copying and pasting.
Publish!

This is a lengthy process! Even if I could devote 100% of my time and energy to writing these posts, I would still struggle to create a new biography every week. How do you do it?

Here is Clarence!

Happy Fishing Friday!

Scrappy Gen

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07 February 2014

Fishing Friday #52Ancestors Irene Bertha Hammond

Birth 1883 in Stonington, Connecticut
Irene Bertha Hammond was born 10 April 1883¹ in Stonington, Connecticut almost exactly a year after the 26 April 1882 marriage of her parents, Joseph Henry Hammond and Annie Fowler (Griswold).² She had two brothers; John Sherman born in 1887³ and Walter Edward born in 1888.⁴

Early Life - 1900

Sometime between 1884 and 1887, Irene attended a Hammond family gathering. She was photographed with her father and mother and extended family members.⁵ In August1898 Irene visited relatives in nearby Mystic, Connecticut.⁶ On 6 June 1900 Irene was 17 years old and living in Stonington in a home owned by her father, who was a plumber. She had attended school for nine months in the previous year. Also living in the home were her parents, her brothers and her Uncle Frank G. Griswold, her mother’s brother. Irene’s paternal grandparents, John and Caroline E (Palmer) Hammond, appear on the same page of the census, suggesting a nearby residence. They are living with Joseph’s sister Caroline, her husband Carl Kelb and their children Helen and Ralph.⁷

First Marriage in 1904
In September 1903, Irene visited Stonington, this time to see friends.⁸ January 1904 found Irene again visiting friends in Stonington.⁹ Was she visiting a man named Clarence Norton Brainard? She married him a month later at the First Baptist Church of Stonington on the 9^th of February.¹⁰ As a married woman during October of that same year she visited her parents at their North Main Street home in Stonington and then returned to her home in Mystic.¹¹

Children
Irene and Clarence produced their first child Norton Hammond 20 July 1905.¹² Their second Norma Elizabeth arrived 6 August 1907 and died a year and a half later on 6 February 1908.¹³ During 1907 Clarence was frequently reported to be out with friends hunting and socializing.¹⁴ The only news I have found to date about Irene during this same period reports that she was confined to her home with an illness in October 1907.¹⁵ The couple produced one more child, my grandfather, Stanley Lamb, 13 June 1909.¹⁶

A Troubled Marriage
On 18 April 1910 Irene and her sons are living with Irene’s parents on North Water Street in Stonington. Her status is reported as married,¹⁷ but her husband Clarence has a postal address in Mystic.¹⁸ Oral family history tells that Clarence, an alcoholic, deserted Irene and absconded to Canada. The truth is more complicated and will be treated in greater detail in Clarence’s sketch.

During 1912 both Clarence and Irene’s father Joseph are listed as residing at 1 North Main Street, Stonington.¹⁹ This suggests that she was also living there. Irene performed in a play, Farm Folks, in April 1912.²⁰ During 1914 both Clarence and Irene are listed separately as residing at North Main Street as is Irene’s father Joseph.²¹ Wives are not listed at all in this directory, so it does suggest an unusual situation. In February 1915, she was running a milliner’s shop.²² In September 1916 as a member of the order committee for the Mystic Lodge Daughters of Rebekah, Irene helped to create the sixty-fifth anniversary celebration.²³ Irene’s 1916 and 1918 residences are reported as North Main Street. Clarence is absent from both.²⁴ During October 1917, Irene hosted the Acroama club at her home.²⁵

Divorce and Second Marriage
In February of 1921 Irene finally brings a suit of divorce against Clarence on the grounds of desertion.²⁶One month later on 8 March, Irene and her sons were admitted to the Stonington Second Congregational Church.²⁷ In 1923 she is living in her parents new home at 201 Main Street, Stonington.²⁸ At the end of the 1920s Irene remarried to Stephen Jerome Hoxie. In 1927, Irene is listed in Stonington by her first married name, Brainard.²⁹ In 1929, she is listed in Mystic by her married name, Hoxie.³⁰ They are living together with Irene’s son Stanley at 29 Gravel Street in Mystic on 5 April 1930.³¹

Death

Eventually Irene and Jerome moved back into 201 Main Street. They are living there in 1942 at the time of Jerome’s WWII draft card³² and in 1953,³³ shortly before Irene’s death 20 October 1954.³⁴
^{1-34 Sources available upon request.}

Happy Fishing Friday!

Scrappy Gen

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26 January 2014

Scrapbook Sunday - Sharing Memories - The Worst School Year Ever - Kindergarten

A Shy Little Girl
Imagine a shy little girl, eldest child, five years old. She lived in two countries and five homes before the age of three. Although shy she had successfully attended preschool for two years and had gradually gained some confidence in making friends and participating in groups. She was excited to start Kindergarten.

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First Day
Kindergarten visiting day arrived. The little girl wore her favorite dress. She entered to find a beautiful classroom with a large piano. The teacher instructed the students to find a seat. She saw a seat next to a girl she knew and went to sit down. That was the beginning of the end.

Doing Everything Wrong

Apparently the little girl did something wrong by trying to sit near her friend. She was loudly told by the teacher that she could not sit there and to move to another table. With this simple admonishment began a year of trying to please a teacher, who found fault everywhere. It was far too easy to do something wrong. Afraid to talk, the little girl received needs improvement grades and was referred for speech therapy. Who fails Kindergarten?

Finding the Good
Although the teacher was difficult, there were a lot of good memories from that year. The little girl loved to play with the blocks and the trucks and to color in the letter and number pictures. Snack and story time were always enjoyable as was recess, but music and piano time were not.

Blueberry Hill School
The little girl who was is me. I attended Kindergarten at Blueberry Hill School in Longmeadow, Massachusetts. Subsequent years were better. My Kindergarten teacher was older and probably old schooled. She decided to retire at the end of that year. Writing this I feel sad for her, even though it was the worst school year ever for me.

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My First Best Friend
According to Google Maps, it was less than a half mile walk to school from my home. I thought it was much farther! My mother and sister walked over to pick me up after my first day of Kindergarten. On the way home, we met a mother and two daughters, who lived across the street from us. That was the day my sister and I met our first best friends. I remember shyly asking the girl how old she was and without saying a word she put up her hand with five fingers displayed. I was so happy she was my age. We became inseparable until the day I moved away in 1976. Meeting her was the best thing to happen in my Kindergarten year!

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Scrappy Gen
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The weekly genealogy writing challenge, Sharing Memories, is provided by Lorine McGinnis Schulze of The Olive Tree Genealogy. Thank you Lorine! My special twist on Sundays here at The Scrappy Genealogist will include a heritage scrapbook page for each post.

24 January 2014

Fishing Friday - 52 Ancestors - Charles Alvin Burrell

Birth

My great grandfather, Charles Alvin Burrell, was born in Medway, Massachusetts, on Christmas Day in 1887 to Everett Augustus Burrell, a boot maker, and his wife Mabel Estella (Burr).¹ It was a either a short pregnancy or a quick marriage as his parents had married seven months earlier on the 29^th of May.² They had a small family for the times, producing one more child, a girl, Addie May in 1889.³

Early Childhood

Sometime after Charles’ birth, his father changed careers and became a motorman for the Boston & Lynn Railroad Company. The family moved from West Medway to Revere in 1889.⁴ In 1899 they were living at 13 Bellingham Avenue in the Beachmont area of Revere⁵ and in 1900, when Charles was a student in school, they had relocated to 35 Dedham Street.⁶

Career

In 1905 at the age of 18, Charles began his career as a clerk for the paper firm, Stone & Forsyth Company in Cambridge, Massachusetts.⁷ In 1910, while living with his parents and sister in a rented apartment or rooms at 243 Parker Avenue in Revere, he worked as a paper salesman.⁸ He continued to work in the paper manufacturing business through 1913 as a clerk,⁹ 1920 as a traveling salesman,¹⁰ 1921 as a buyer 1930 salesman of wholesale paper,¹¹ and 1940 as a traffic manager.¹² Charles gives Stone & Forsyth Co. as his employer on his World War II draft card in 1942.¹³ Charles continued to work in the paper business for Stone & Forsyth until his retirement. An active man, Charles did not retire for long, quickly becoming the Foxboro Town Tax Collector, a job he held until his death.¹⁴

Family

Charles married Mabelle Manderson Hill on 23 September 1911 in Revere, Massachusetts. Walter S. Eaton, Minister of the Gospel, Wenham, Massachusetts performed the marriage.¹⁵ After their two week honeymoon, Charles and Mabelle settled at 95 Reservoir Avenue in Revere with Mabelle’s parents, William M. and Annie Hammond (Connor) Hill.¹⁶ They were still living at 95 Reservoir when their first daughter and my grandmother, Barbara Manderson, was born in 1913.¹⁷ Their second child, Thelma, was born in 1914 in Belmont, Massachusetts where they were living.¹⁸ Their third child, Charles Alvin Jr., was born in 1918 in Watertown, Massachusetts.¹⁹ The last born was Constance in 1921.²⁰

Social

In 1921 Charles became a member of the Masons joining the Pequossette Lodge in Watertown.²¹ He went on to become a master of St. Albans Lodge and Keystone Chapter of Foxboro as well as a patron in the Order of the Eastern Star. At his death in 1969 he was deacon emeritus of B ethany Congregational Church in Foxboro. He was also a member of the Massachusetts Tax Association.²²

Death

Charles Alvin Burrell passed away on the 28^th of July in 1969. He led a full and active life and was well regarded by those who knew him.²³

^1-23Sources available upon request.

Happy Fishing Friday!

Scrappy Gen

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20 January 2014

Scrapbook Sunday - Sharing Memories - Was the car on two wheels?

The weekly genealogy writing challenge, Sharing Memories, is provided by Lorine McGinnis Schulze of The Olive Tree Genealogy. Thank you Lorine! My special twist on Sundays here at The Scrappy Genealogist will include a heritage scrapbook page for each post.

Getting My Driver's License: Was the car on two wheels?

Surprisingly my parents survived the six month period of teaching me to drive. There were a couple of events that we still laugh about today. The first was the story my Dad tells of being a passenger while I was driving down Elmgrove Avenue on the East Side of Providence. He told me to turn and I did. Immediately. Without slowing down. In my defense, he didn't tell me to slow down, he told me to turn. He says we were up on two wheels. I'm not so sure about that, but there was definitely a screeching of said tires.

What Embankment?

Then there was the time I was exiting the highway onto Admiral Street in Providence with the whole family at my mercy; Mom, Dad and sister. I came off the exit just fine, but instead of turning left onto Admiral, I kept going straight. At a slightly elevated speed. Over a large embankment, into the air and landing in the parking lot of Union Paper Company. At this point I would like to remind my family that we all survived, unhurt, and it has given us years of laughs.

Parallel Parking

One benefit of learning to drive in a city is that you become an expert at parallel parking. I learned in a Datsun 210 hatchback. The tiny spaces on Thayer Street, where we hung out, shopped and ate, did not present a challenge. There were even smaller spots into which to squeeze downtown at the Providence Public Library. Alas, when I went to take my driver test, they didn't ask me to parallel park.

Happy Sunday on Monday!
Scrappy Gen
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17 January 2014

Fishing Friday - 52 Ancestors - Where WAS she born?

This challenge 52 Ancestors in 52 Weeks is provided by Amy Johnson Crow of No Story Too Small (Don't you just love that title?). I am jumping in on week three, which will be my week one, but I am ommitting the number count in my title so as not to confuse anyone...or me. Thank you, Amy, for this challenge. Weekly recaps by Amy can be read here.

As a bonus, because I am the Scrappy Genealogist, each of my posts will include a heritage page featuring my ancestor. Hope you enjoy them! Wondering about the Fishing Friday title? That's fishing for family Friday.

Where WAS she born?

Mabelle Georgianna Manderson (Hill) Burrell

My great grandmother, Mabelle, was said to have been born in England. Her birth record for 27 March 1885 from Somerville, Massachusetts provides a different picture.¹

She is registered as having been born in Somerville, however, the earliest passenger record I have found to date shows that her father, William McPhearson Hill, arrived at Boston on the Ship Cephalonia on 25 May 1885. Ports of departure were Queenstown, Ireland and Liverpool. Ireland is reported as his native country.²

Mabelle arrives three months later at Boston on 29 August 1885 with her mother, Anna Hammond (Connor) Hill, and her sister, Ethel Florence Wilhelmina. If the Somerville birth record is correct, she should be about five months old, but she is reported to be two years old. Additionally she is reported as a native of the U.S.A. as is her sister. Her mother is reported to be of England. Ethel is reported to be 5 years old. Her sister's date of birth is accurate according to the certified entry of birth I received showing Ethel was born 20 October 1879 in Belfast, Northern Ireland.³

I have not found an arrival yet for Anna before Mabelle's birth record dated 1885 in Somerville. I have also not found a birth record for her in Northern Ireland. I did find a record of her parents' marriage in Ballinderrry, Antrim, Northern Ireland.⁴ At least part of the information contained in the females' 1885 passenger record is known to be false. Ethel was not born in the U.S.A. and William’s naturalization did not become final until 20 Feb 1899.⁵ Was Mabelle's age falsely reported as well? Was she born in Sommerville or England or Northern Ireland? I will continue to search for more evidence before I make a final determination. Wherever she was born, Mabelle stuck to the birth date of 27 March 1885 throughout her life and we celebrated her 100th birth on that date in 1985.⁶

Mabelle grew up in Revere living at 162 Harrington Street⁷ and later at 95 Reservoir Avenue.⁸ She graduated from Revere High School in 1905. In 1907 she graduated from Wheelock College and began working as a teacher.⁹

On 24 September 1911 she married Charles Alvin Burrell. She was working at the Shurtleff School in Revere. They were married at her home on Reservoir Avenue. The officiate was Rev Walter S Eaton, who had been the pastor of the First Congregational Church in Revere.¹⁰

After their marriage Mabelle and Charles lived with her parents on Reservoir Avenue.¹¹ They later moved to Watertown¹²and finally settled in Foxborough, Massachusetts.¹³ Together they raised four children; Barbara (my grandmother), Thelma, Charles and Constance.¹⁴

Mabelle kept very busy throughout her life. She had a wonderful sense of humor. After her children were grown she returned to teaching and substitute teaching and worked into her eighties. She served as both teacher (my father was one of her students) and principal of the Pratt School in East Foxborough. After her retirement an elementary school in Foxborough was named for her and is today called the Mabelle M. Burrell Elementary School. Her picture hangs proudly in the front foyer.¹⁵

At the time of her death on 27 Nov 1987, Mabelle had lived over 102 years. She lived at home until almost the age of 100. She had many friends and hobbies and belonged to many organizations including the Order of the Eastern Star and the Bethany Congregational Church.¹⁶ She loved playing cards and scrapbooking old greeting cards into books which she donated to various organizations. I particularly loved that she always had a jar of candy on her coffee table. She had a great laugh and I can still hear her deep chuckle.

This is Week #1 of 52 Ancestors 52 Weeks.

For details on sources used, email me at jshoer [at] reconnectingrelatives [dot] com.

Happy Friday!
Scrappy Gen
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12 January 2014

Sharing Memories - First Grade - Scrapbook Sunday

First Grade would have to be a better year than the Kindergarten year. I was looking forward to a new and hopefully nicer teacher. We would get to learn to read and we would be staying for the full day.

My teacher was Mrs. (or Ms. or Miss, my memory does not specify) Connor and she was an angel. She was young and did teach us to read. I loved the little readers that we used.

Every day I walked to school with my best friend, Allyson. Yes, dear readers, we walked...in the snow and in the rain. We wore rubber boots that fastened and we had neat bubble umbrellas. For the first part of the year we walked home and back again at lunchtime. After the lunchroom addition was built, we ate lunch at school.

The one thing I remember not liking about first grade was a boy in my class. His name was H--- [name ommitted to avoid hurting anyone's feelings :)] and he was I am sure just a silly boy with a lot of energy, but he was the bane of my existence. He tortured me. He wrote W's on wheels all over my desk. He chased me home and threatened to kiss me. He talked to me a lot. I was shy and I remember getting into trouble for talking with him. Can you understand the torture my six year old Virgo self endured? Maybe torture is overstating the facts a bit, but as I write I am right there back at the metal desk trying to erase the W's.

I don't remember this boy in any of my other years at Blueberry Hill School in Longmeadow, Massachusetts. Maybe he moved, or maybe he moved on to another girl. Despite this relationship, I do remember first grade fondly.

Happy Sunday!
Scrappy Gen
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31 March 2013

Passover Wow Moment - Scrapbook Sunday

WOW Moments

Jyl Johnson Pattee, founder of Mom it Forward Media, gave one of the keynote speeches at RootsTech 2013. Reviews for her talk were mixed, but I enjoyed it, particularly the takeaway about creating WOW moments. You can watch the speech on the RootsTech website. If I could sit down and talk with Jyl, the only argument I would make against creating WOW moments is that WOW moments just happen. The best WOW moments are unplanned.

Chaos

Our family was lucky to experience a WOW moment last Sunday, just before the beginning of Passover. Our lives have been in chaos and we slid into the Friday before Passover exhausted and depleted. We hadn't been able to even begin Passover preparations let alone shop and cook. Quite honestly I was in tears thinking about the enormity of what we wouldn't be able to do.

Nontraditional Passover Preparations & Seder

Flash forward to Sunday and my daughter came home from college to help us make Passover. Because of medical procedures which one of us would be undergoing, it was not possible to hold a traditional Seder on either Monday or Tuesday nights. Our solution was to do what we could, even if nontraditional. We went shopping for the Passover necessities, spent the day cooking and preparing and at five o'clock loaded up the car with all of the delicious, hot dishes and headed to my in-laws' home.

My husband's parents at 89 and 91 are officially elderly. We are so lucky they are still with us and we are grateful for the wonderful support people, who help make it possible for them to continue to live at home. My mother-in-law was a little overwhelmed with the arrival of the five of us and our pots, pans, dishes, bottles and more. We put the matzoh ball soup, which my eldest daughter made for the first time, on to the stove to reheat, set up the Seder table, poured the wine and juice and gathered everyone at the table.

Our WOW Moment

It happened as everyone had finally sat down together at the Seder table. Because of his fading energy and memory, my father-in-law has not led the Seder for several years. But this year, he sat down in his traditional place at the head of the table, picked up the Hagaddah and began to lead the prayers and the story of Passover. He made it all the way through to buying back the afikomen from our son and drinking the fourth (well actually his fifth) cup of wine.

It was magical, a fleeting gift from G-d. Like the moment when we open the door for Elijah to welcome the beloved prophet into our homes, we were lucky to experience the moment our Dad, our father-in-law, our Gramps, once again, led our family in this ancient tradition. For a short time, he was back! And he didn't even spill his wine. WOW!

Happy Passover! Chag Pesach Sameach!
and Happy Easter to my Christian readers!

Scrappy Gen
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