It is indeed a desirable thing to be well descended, but the glory belongs to our ancestors.
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Mother worked from age 15 in other people’s homes; most memorable were the Smith Estate and the Cochrane Estate where each meal she helped prepare was usually seven courses and after the meal, she'd serve coffee in the parlor. She was also the seamstress for the families and would sew party...
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A mother holds her child's hand for a short while, but their hearts forever.
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During the war Mother knit socks, mittens, and scarves for the sailors overseas. She sewed stuffed animals for the Red Cross and many of her gifts are still treasured by family and friends. She was also talented in quilting, crocheting, and making rugs. She crocheted my favorite granny square afghan. She...
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My Great Grandmother Laura Jane Libbey, daughter of Dr. Benjamin Libbey and Susan (Sukey) Demerit, was born January 25, 1815 in Compton, Quebec. Her family moved from New Hampshire to Goshen Gore, Vermont around the year of her birth. Great Grandfather John Sanders was born on September 11, 1818 also in...
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Great Grandparents John Brunton Jr. and Jane (Farmery) Brunton were Grandmother Maria Brunton'’s parents. Jane parents were Thomas Farmery (1776 - Jan 9, 1843) and Maria Hoyle (1796 - ?). Grandfather Farmery's birthplace is unknown but his three marriages took place in Ripon. His third wife, Maria Hoyle, was born in...
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Amelia Caroline (Sanders) Hyatt was the daughter of John Sanders II and Laura Jane Libbey and descendant of Betsey Webb, Azariah Webb, Joshua Webb, Hannah Ripley, Hahhah Bradford, William Bradford IV, Governor William Bradford III. Amelia was born December 15, 1843 in Compton, Quebec and died November 14th, 1931 in Moe's...
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KURTIS THE STOCK BOY AND BRENDA THE CHECKOUT GIRL In a supermarket, Kurtis the stock boy, was busily working when a new voice came over the loud speaker asking for a carry out at register 4. Kurtis was almost finished, and wanted to get some fresh air, and decided to...
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I lost my two best friends in 2008. It was not a great year. Early in November I got an eamil from my old friend Brian's wife telling me Brian passed away the previous week from a sudden heart attack. It was devastating news. I hadn't talked to...
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It's just January 1 and I've already busted my first resolution. I had decided that I'd get up each morning at 7:30 and take our chihuahua Buddy out for a walk - as much for his exercise as mine. Well, that's history, at least for today. My next resolution...
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Chapter 1 Moma was born in a small house in Wilmer, Texas. It was the days when doctors actually made house calls. Someone went to fetch the doctor. Dr. W. J. Ridgell had come to Kleberg, Texas, a small community near Wilmer and in the southeast corner of Dallas, Texas. Kleberg,...
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Eva Irene Chailland was my grandmother (granny). She was born January 22, 1920 in Kennett, Missouri. Her birth was like anyone elses of the time; meaning that she was born at home. However, unlike everyone elses birth, hers was unique in one way...the doctor delivering her was drunk . So drunk in fact that...
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The day began lazily as we sat and sipped piping hot Dunkin Donuts in the living room of the boathouse. Perched over 16 feet above the water, the two-bedroom house has large windows overlooking Alabama's sleepy Fowl River. The weather channel predicted only a chance of showers, so Bart, Tena and...
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Whew! What a night. If anyone ever told me I would have some slobbering drunk egghead bawling shamelessly on the edge of my bed at 1:30 in the morning, I'd tell them they were nuts! But that just goes to show you that in this life we have to be ready...
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In one final attempt to get a response out of the menacing shadow headed for my daughter and me, I yelled as loudly as I could, "What do you want!!??" Then, he opened his mouth and began to speak . . . "Hey, I've been looking for you. I need to...
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Chapter 1 In 1978, I lived in a rural community in Northern Michigan, where a car passed by my house approximately five times a night. It was wooded and lovely but defintely remote. The mobile home I lived in with my two small children was neat and clean. Although about 10...
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For a brief period of my life I was actually unemployed. Now, when I say brief, I do mean brief, but during those few months I was able to fully enjoy being with my two small children for more than just a couple of hours a day. We lived in rural...
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Its wings emit a whisper that flows softly through my hair; A symbol of tranquility, it churns the aromatic air. Found among green pastures it stands dignified and tall; I gaze upward at the majesty and wonder of it. But when the storm approaches it sends forth a mighty sound; From...
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The coolness of a gentle breeze Blows through the meadow fair. I listen for rustle of the grass And smell the punguent air. A momentary silence brings The peace for which I long. If only evening sights and sounds Could make my spirit strong. The night owl moans and sweeps the...
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We love the times when get to sit, My sister and I - we talk quite a bit. It's amazing to think that we know the Lord! But with the Pharisees this strikes an angry chord. Jesus told us someday His kingdom would come; I try to understand but it confuses me...
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