10th Great Grandma

After doing a little internet surfing Saturday evening - bored with TV - I decided to check out my Philadelphia lines. After finding numerous cousins whom I've never met who have put family tree information on line, I found something new that made me almost fall off my chair. That's when that song just running through my head.

Not only was there a photo of my 10th great grandmother but also a history that took my breath away.  After two days of proofing to make sure that she was indeed my 10th great grandma, I began to read the history. 

Lady Alicia Beconsawe Lisle

No one in my family tree was famous or in office or of worthy note.  Most were farmers, a few Quakers, some in Yorkshire were basket makers so I figure that is why I am good with my hands.

I was shocked to find that Lord Robert Lisle (her husband) was assassinated in Switzerland during 1664. 

When she was in her 70's, she was tried in court for treason against the king by harboring his enemies. Judge Jefferies coerced the jury into finding her guilty and she was sentenced to be burned at the stake. After intercession of the Clergy of Winchester, James II commuted the sentence to beheading at Ringwood Market Square.  She was beheaded in 1685.

Moyles Court family Home near Ringwood - now a school.

Infamous relatives I have, but now it is said that Lady Alicia haunts Moyles Court and at other times the Eclipse Inn where she spent her last few days life.  

What does this mean? If he was a Lord and she a Lady, are they attached to royal lines? I haven't a clue.

Fell off My Chair

Yesterday, I nearly fell off my chair because of what I found. I plan to blog about it tomorrow. The song kept playing through my mind over and over and over...... Do you think I could remember all the lyrics - no! Nor could I remember who sang it. Who sung it back in the 70's?


I'm so scared in case I fall off my chair,
and I'm wondering how I'll get down the stairs.
Clowns to the left of me! Jokers to the right! 
Here I am stuck in the middle with you.

Awesome picture.

Krasnybor, Poland

This church is where

 Grandpa and Grandma Zdanowicz

 were married in 1891.  

Chandeliers made of antlers

 with modern lights added.   

Typical of the area

with all kinds of wild life, 

I love how they kept the

antlers.

After their wedding celebration,

 they snuck out of Poland,

bribed a German guard

 and left Europe on one 

of those cattle boats

 heading for America but

at least it was a steamship.

A very clever chair found on Pininterest.  

However, I do not think that an old

suitcase would holdup if you sat

in it and leaned back unless

the person who built it put in 

extra back supports.

What do you think?

New bracelet and earring set

with gold dust and glitz can

be found on my Etsy Shop 

at Dian's Earrings.

Stop by and take a look, 

I add  newly made jewelry

daily.

Tin Type Photo

This is Thomas D. Meguire, son of Samuel Meguire and Charlotte Babb who lived in East Caln, Chester, Pennsylvania. It is a large tin type being 8x11. Their story was all confused so that it took me some time to straighten it all out.

The mix up began with his grandparents Jacob Babb and Juliann Ash. The person who did the original research had recorded Isaac Babb married Juliann Ash Babb Laurence.  I could find nothing on Isaac but eventually found that Charlotte wrote that her parents were Juliann Ash and Jacob Babb.  Charlotte was born in 1803. (There were two Babb families in the area; one from Germany and the other was English - so far I have not found Jacob's parents. We call this one of our dead end lines if you know what I mean.)

Jacob died at age 20 just about a year after he married Juliann if he married her. She married George Laurence as Juliann Ash in 1818 so it is questionable if she married Jacob. George and Juliann had Rachael in 1818 and Samuel in 1819. In 1821 her second husband George died.  Husband number 3 was Thomas Meguire the grandfather of Thomas D. Meguire.  Lets keep it in the family so that it can confuse everyone.

Thomas Meguire was widowed in 1826. He married Juliann in 1827. So now we are back to Samuel Meguire son of Thomas who married Charlotte daughter of Juliann.  It continues to get complicated. Charlotte's half brother Samuel Lawrence married Juliann Ash, Charlotte's first cousin.

Samuel Meguire died in 1826 leaving Charlotte a widow.  William Meguire the brother of Samuel was then obligated to marry his brother's widow Charlotte in 1828 to help raise his nephew Thomas D. Meguire. William and Charlotte had Catharine in 1833 and Juley Ann in 1836.

William and Charlotte joined the Mormons and moved to Nauvoo, Illinois. Thomas D. Meguire went with them and decided that he wanted to return to Pennsylvania. He moved in with his Uncle Noah Meguire.  Thomas married Hannah Quigg and his Uncle Noah married Eliza Quigg. Both families later moved to Sterling, Illinois.

To tell you the truth, I am so glad that they left Pennsylvania - there were clearly too many people with the same names.

Beattitudes

Blessed are the poor in spirit,
for theirs is the kingdom of heaven.


Blessed are they who mourn,
for they shall be comforted.

Blessed are the meek,
for they shall possess the earth.


Blessed are they who hunger and thirst for justice,
for they shall be satisfied.


Blessed are the merciful,
for they shall obtain mercy.


Blessed are the pure of heart,
for they shall see God.

Blessed are the peacemakers,
for they shall be called sons of God.

Blessed are they who suffer persecution for justice sake,
for theirs is the kingdom of heaven.

Oscar was a Twin

Uncle Oscar was born a twin.

 It is so sad that in so many cases,

 only one twin survives.  

Orvil died at 3 months.

Oscar and Orvil Jones

There were already nine children 

born to William and Maryann Jones

 but only seven living. After one of

their twins died, they adopted

Cora Jones, their last child.

  

Twins born in Almo were given

the following names:

Oscar and Orvil

John and Judy

Darla and Karla

Eileen and Ernest

Larry Gene and William Dean

Charlene and Clint

Lisa and Risa

Christopher and Cheri

Glen and Guy

Cora Jones

Oscar Jones Duded Up

 I don't think that mom 

wanted to cut his hair (circa 1906).

His dad was a rancher 

so this was his first whip.

When Oscar married Leona, they

became double relatives to me, since I was

related to both of them. 

Oscar lived to age 89 and left

Leona a widow for 19 years.

She died at age 104.

Second Sight

I cannot weave a tapestry,

Whose vibrant colors gleam.

But I can thread a needle.

And sew a little seam.

I have no silver notes to turn

into a lovely song.

But I can sit and listen

To the Tune and hum along.

by Grace E. Easley

This poem came from a 

tiny minature book entitled

 "The Gift of Life".  It belonged

 to my grandmother. Her 

generation read and created poems.

 I don't see or hear poetry anymore.

Where have they disappeared to? 

It was important

to their generation but

Did it disappear onto the web? Perhaps

the problem lies with me.

Keys to My Heart

These adorable petite key earrings are now available on my Etsy Shop at
Dian's Earrings. They dangle only just over 1 inch.

An abundance of red blooms with white pearls would be lovely for the upcoming year and Valentines Day. A bit of old and a bit of new.

Migraine Headache Device

I developed these daily ungodly awful migraine headaches five years ago and apparently, since it has been that years now, I will never be free from them.  It was like a circuit in my brain just went bad.

I had a large bean bag that I used to use for my lower back which I could keep in the freezer so it was a giant ice pack or I could heat it in the microwave for a warm pack.  I now use that giant bag on top of my head when it is throbbing unmercifully. Now, I am not out to get sympathy from my readers but I wanted to show another form of migraine devices which I found on the net. Because as a person who now has migraines, we are always looking for solutions.

The only problem with her device is that I don't think you can lay down with it on.  I used to keep my bean bag in the freezer because the cold seemed to help but what I found is that the pressure helps just as much so now I just keep it on my bed board.

The following advertisements are rather eye catching. The lady looks like she is in heaven but where are her clothes.  Does this mean that to use this device, you need to be in your birthday suit?

Dozens of little short white yippee dogs on your head - come on now!

All these little jackhammer workers just pounding your head but walla, take this med and be rid of them. The guy standing in the box looks to me like he's holding a tray of beer.  My eyes must be off.

Not sure what these little guy are - tiny devils?

Aunt Helen

Aunt Helen was holding real tight to Whizzer for the photo.  Whizzer was the family dog.  He had a mind of his own that dog did and you didn't want to make him mad. This was my grandparent's place in Elba, Idaho - my grandfather owned the only store in town.  It was the brick building in the background with the ancient gas pump in front.

One summer my cousin Julia and I were staying with our grandparents and they decided that we ought to paint the white picket fence which replaced the older fence in this photo. We started out sitting by one another painting away but soon we were in a heated discussion with our voices rising by the minute.  We fought so much at first that they finally separated us and made us paint from the farthest sections of each end of the fence so that eventually we worked toward the middle.

My mom and Aunt Helen - not sure where this was taken but do you remember riding boards on cars?

Greeting Cards from the Past

Inside the card is actually a piece of wire.

This one was so cute that it never got sent in the 60 odd years since it came out.
Just guessing on the timeline.

Be it ever so humbler, there is no place like home.

If you want to spend $2,000 for half a tub, go for it.  You can find it on Etsy.

Family History

Grandma was the young woman with the flag resting on her lap.  She worked for one of the many sweat shops in Chicago and was a smart lady who became one of the supervisors.

Ocean Creatures

Man is determined to be part of the ocean, thus the scuba divers, the paddle surfers, and the boaters.  These are the last of my pictures of California.

 Looking eastward from Monterey.

 Two otters basking in the sunshine.

Two paddle board surfers - a new thing I hear but what am I to know.  I live inland and not next to the ocean.

There were nine scuba divers - I only got a photo of three of them.  They were practicing a rescue of another diver.

I actually took scuba lessons with my daughter when she was in college.  I was the only old person in the college class besides the instructor - the rest were college youngsters. They wanted to certify at some lake out by Wendover, Nevada in March with at least a foot of snow on the ground.  I said nix, I need more lessons and I want to certify in warm water.  There is a hot pot eastward on the other side of the mountain from where I live which is 90 degrees F year round and you can see in it because it has lights - that's where I would go for certification. It got put off, of course.

Seagull waiting for free food and getting some of that sun.  It was a lovely cloudless day and warm.

Wall Quilted Hangings

Made a visit to the pediatrician in Salinas.  Wall hangings were everywhere and each room was decorated in a entirely different theme.

Quilted wall hanging of owls - how cute is that!

Naomi had the African room with masks and more quilted wall hangings.

But of course, I had to see a physician while I was there. First we visited "Doctors on Duty". In Utah we call it Urgent Care. The physician said that I was legally blind without my glasses.  Dahhhh, that is why I wear glasses. He sent me to a specialist.

This is one of three buildings up on a hill filled with very costly physicians. They were fancy schmancy places that have not been there for long. I saw the eye doctor in one of them - just happened to get an eye infection while visiting California.

I flew home on Tuesday and once again into the puddle jumper two propeller airplane from Monterey to San Francisco.

I was scheduled on another plane leaving San Francisco but when they spit out my tickets, they put me on a later flight which would have made me wait in the SF Airport for four hours.  After it dawned on me and I saw that the flight I was supposed to be on was loading, I scurried taking the roller sidewalk to get to the other end of the airport and bless my soul, I just made it. The guy reissued me a ticket and I was the very last person to board the plane which by the way, was not at all full. You gotta watch those airlines.

Bustle in front

Yesterday my one year old granddaughter, who by the way is walking everywhere now, was wearing this adorable delicate cotton pale pink dress with itty bitty flowers on the bottom of the skirt. It was trimmed in a thin line of liliac velvet. This dress fit her perfectly but it had the unusual shape of a front bustle.  Now, I think that bustles are supposed to be in the back not the front.  Of course, bustles are not fashionable in this day and age except for in Hungary. It totally reminded me of a dance troupe from Hungary that I saw many years ago in Ogden. All the girls had skirts that had an unusual bustle.  It was as if they had placed a brick underneath their skirts just at the waist so that the skirt pushed outward in back in a very odd shape. They were excellent dancers by the way and it was a thoroughly enjoyable event. Going back to the pale pink dress, it did not have an underskirt to make it flair out so where did this bustle in the front come from.

Hungarian dance troupe with bottles of red wine on their heads.

Presidio of Montery

 At the top of the hill lies the training schools.

Among the residents are the army and navy deer who live there year round. This was taken quickly from a moving car so it is not the best photo of the year. Deer are so comfortable here that vehicles, people or other moving objects do not frighten them. In another area on base, there were two more deer lying down have a siesta enjoying their day as if they were stretched out on lawn chairs.

In five days I head for home.  Isn't it funny that we are so anxious to go on a trip and nearing the end of the vacation, we are anxious to get home and back to our menial routines.

Homes with a Carmel Bay View

 I am mystified by the way the roof is finished - very classy. Does anyone know what this type of roof it is called?

More homes with a view of the ocean and because this one is across from the beach, security measures to keep vicious strangers out.

Yesterday was only 64 degrees F but it was deliciously warm and we didn't even need a jacket.  I wore a short sleeved purple and lavender print top for the first time since I've been here but I did have a sweater ready to put on but I didn't need it. The sun was luxuriously warm and wonderful.

My five year old granddaughter's friend from across the street came over and ran into the living room, took one look at me and said, "are you the granny'?  I politely answered yes and she ran out. I was so totally taken aback - I am proud to be a grandma or grandmother but granny.  To me a granny is 80ish and toddles along as slow as a turtle.

It makes me think of that old Beach Boy's song "The little old lady from Pasadena" which had a phrase go granny, go granny, go granny, go.  Is my memory faulty? I may have the title wrong.

I just don't picture myself as a granny! I am too young to be a granny and certainly don't toddle along.  I may not walk fast but I have never walked fast.  The only time I moved fast is when I had my dancing toes on.

Carmel Mission

The chapel was amazing.

 Every church should have a bell tower and this one is probably still in use for the large school on the grounds which has classes up to the 8th grade.

 I've never seen a cactus plant that grew from wood.

Burial sites on the side of the chapel with large abalone shells and stones were where the Indians were buried who became neophytes (members of the church). The Indians helped built the first wooden structures. The wooden crosses don't look like they will last not like the gigantic shells and river stones.