Showing posts with label 52 Ancestors 2021. Show all posts
Showing posts with label 52 Ancestors 2021. Show all posts

Monday, January 17, 2022

52 Ancestors 2021: Week 52: Future

I realize I'm writing the last blog for 2021 on January 17th, 2022 -- but, pretending as if I'm writing this on December 31st, 2021, I would probably say that my biggest hope, genealogy wise, for the year of 2022 is to solve my Burgess mystery once and for all. 

If not that mystery - then I'd love to solve the other mystery on my Dad's side of the family. The ones I label in an Ancestry group, "I wish I could buy a f*ckin' clue." 🤣 I think they're going to be on my 4x Grandmother Clarissa (unknown maiden name) side as they all have a line going back to Alabama but... I just can't nail down who the common ancestor(s) is/are. 

I have other brick-walls in my family tree, don't get me wrong... but those two mysteries are the ones that'll drive me bonkers the rest of my life if they don't get solved. That and Evaline Edwards... she's an enigma. Those "I wish I could buy a f*ckin' clue" matches could be through her. My 3x Grandmother. 

I have a mound of genealogy that needs worked on in 2022. I need to finish this Littrell/Grossman tree. I have several binders that need doing: Sanders, Meeks, O'Bryan, Anderson, and Jackson. My giveaway binders people won in February 2021.. 

I have more projects than I have time to do. I have more housework than I have time to do. Taking care of my parents is a full time job yet I'm trying to be a genealogist full time. Writing these blogs even take me away from work I've been paid to do but if it wasn't for working on blogs from time to time, I'd probably lose my sanity. I get genealogy burnout BAD when working on one project for too long. 

I do hope in 2022 that I'm able to work on some more DNA and solve some more mysteries for other people. That's probably my greatest love with genealogy these days is the genetic genealogy I get to do. We've solved 5 out of 7 of the parentages for Granny's family mystery - I'd love to get the last 2 done this year or at least 1 more. 

I have a big Mefford/Bastin binder done up - I'd love to get one finished for Jones/White, Blanford/LaRue, and Sandefur/Thompson too. But those are personal projects and I've got way too many paid projects lined up to work on anything personal at this point.

I could probably go on and on for hours about random genealogical things I'd like to accomplish this year as I think of them but, I by as well end this one right there. Those are the major things I'd like to work on/get done this year. 

Friday, January 14, 2022

52 Ancestors 2021: Week 51: Holidays

The holidays were honestly never my favorite time of year. My Dad would always make the holidays -- Thanksgiving and Christmas, especially -- such stressful, anxiety riddled experiences. You couldn't enjoy Thanksgiving without being screamed at; and you couldn't enjoy Christmas because every year it was the same old thing, "we aren't buying gifts next year. We're going to spend that $500 or that $1,000 on ourselves." Then it would get to be about two days before Christmas with the family and we'd have to make a mad scramble to Walmart or Sears and buy this person this and that person that and "we have to spend $$ on them because they're spending $ on us." It was miserable, really. 

I do miss seeing my family, though. I miss my Grandparents, I miss the occasional laughter, and the good food. I miss making memories with important people. I will never miss the chaotic-ness or the stress, but I will miss the people and the memories, for sure. 

They say that holidays are really aimed at children and people who have children - they aren't wrong. I'm 29 next month and no holiday besides my birthday really holds much significance to me because I don't have children. I don't have a kid to spoil with an Easter basket and take on Easter egg hunts. I don't have a kid to 'ooh' and 'aah' at fireworks on the Fourth of July with. I don't have a kid to take trick-or-treating. I don't have a kid to help them make hand-turkey's at Thanksgiving. I don't have a kid to help unwrap Christmas gifts on Christmas morning and marvel at everything 'Santa' brought them. 


My Grandma made the holidays bright. My Grandma had an infectious smile and laugh. Even in your darkest hour, she could bring out the light inside of you. Her smile lit up the entire world, and trust me, it's been dark ever since she left this Earth. You might not see the darkness, but I do. 


The holidays were usually just myself, Mom, Dad, Grandpa, Grandma, and Uncle Charles. Some years Jay would be there, some years his kids would be there. When I was really young, Christmas was a full family affair but.. I don't have many memories of those Christmases. I do remember my Great-Grandma and her coming for Christmas. We were so close, that's why she sticks out in my mind. 

I remember cooking with Grandma for every major holiday. I wish I had a large family to cook for at the holidays, but I never will. We usually had ham at Easter, turkey at Thanksgiving, and ham or something else at Christmas. One year we had steaks at Christmas. I remember my Dad lighting the grill and Grandma telling him, "I want my steak well done." "Glynda, that's an insult to the steak. I can't do that to that poor steak." "I won't eat it if there's any color left in it." My Dad cried while cooking that steak, lol. 

Sometimes we'd grill hamburgers and hot dogs for a holiday. Fourth of July or Grandpa's birthday - July 31st. 


This is an old photo from the 1980's. My Mom is wearing a Santa hat that is embroidered in glitter with my Grandma's name - Glynda... I have the hat now in the hall closet. It was one thing I absolutely was going to take from my Grandparents house, hell or highwater. My Grandma, or myself, wore it every Christmas. 


Here's a photo from the 1970's. My Mom, her brother Jay, my Great-Grandma, and my Grandpa. My Grandma must have taken the photograph. I'm unsure if this is Christmas or Mom and Jay's birthday as they were born January 8th and January 11th... two years and three days apart. 

The last holiday we were all together and celebrated was I believe Father's Day 2013.. after that, my Grandma was kidnapped and life continued to go to hell in a handbasket from there.

I know I have some other Christmas photos somewhere, but they aren't on the laptop apparently, so I'll have to share them another time. Gives me more photos to share on another holiday-themed blog post. 

I have some photographs of Fourth of July fireworks and Thanksgiving dinners that I can share in future, too, in another holiday themed blog post. :)

52 Ancestors 2021: Week 50: Lines

I think I'll use this topic to talk about one of my favorite things to do... fishing. I grew up fishing with my Dad primarily but sometimes my Mom would come fishing as well. When I was born, the favorite fishing spot was my Great-Grandpa's lake in Geneva. As I got a little older, we'd fish in a lake out at my cousin's in Hebbardsville. 

Then when I got into my teen years, we'd either fish at Pepaw's (Howard Yates) or at Paul Windhaus' lake. Memorial Day and Labor Day, we'd take holiday and go fishing down at Lake Malone where my Granddad Glen had a wonderful lake house (unfortunately we had to sell at the start of 2021 because of his passing in August 2020.) 



These are really old. I believe this was the summer of 1995. I turned 2 on February 12th, 1995. This is out fishing at my Great-Grandpa's lake with my Dad. I caught my first little fish. That's my Dad's old 1962 Chevy pickup in the photo with us. I got these off of a disposable camera in the summer of 2020 that had never been developed. It was a real treat to finally see these photographs. Unfortunately, some photographs were so dark/distorted, they were ruined. 


Here's a good one from ten+ years ago of Dad and his catfish haul down at Lake Malone. Granddad and Dad would set limb lines and jugs the night before and check them the next morning. They had great success doing that and we had a many fish fry.


Old photo I took back in 2008 of some bluegill I caught at a friends lake. I think Dad caught a few giant catfish that day, but I can't find the photo of those bad boys.


A nice bass my Dad got my Mom several years ago. My Mom's favorite fish to eat is bass and she loves it fiddler style!


This is back in like 2007 or 2008, I think, Mom got her some decent fish at a friends lake. That was a trip I didn't go on with Mom and Dad. I think I was at Grandma and Grandpa's.  


This was June of 2020 - went fishing with my now ex best guy friend down at the Riverfront. Well. I didn't fish - he did. Those storm clouds rolling in, ended up getting us wet, lol.


A few days later - went fishing with him and his brother at Audubon Lake. It was such a nice day out. Usually I avoid the summer days like these because the bees are out in full force (I'm allergic) but surprisingly, we didn't see a single bee! Not a single wasp! I was floored.



Newest photo of me the last time I went fishing - September 2020 at Lake Malone with my then best guy friend. Dad took the photo from up on the porch. Not the most flattering photo of myself but it was one of the last times I truly, utterly, and blissfully happy. 

See, I have a thing for trying to take broken people (my now ex best guy friend) and fixing them in the way I wish someone would fix me, and in the process, they break me even worse than I was already broken. That's not what this blog is about, though. 

Hopefully I can sink a line in the water in 2022. We don't have many places to fish now, though. We lost the lake house, no reason to go to Lake Malone anymore. Audubon Lake is dry as a bone while they fix things at the State Park. Dad doesn't like fishing in the river, can't say I blame him since he won't eat anything out of that contaminated cesspool. 

Hope y'all get to do some fishing in 2022, too!

52 Ancestors 2021: Week 49: Homemade

I think most of my ancestors were renowned for one thing or another - but probably none were more known for something than my Great-Grandpa and his apple cider or apple butter. After all, he did run an apple orchard. Just as renowned as he, though, was my Great-Grandma for her Jam Cake.

Apparently, every family has their own Jam Cake recipe and the Blanford family is no exception. There's variations of the recipe, too, depending on which daughter of Lorene's makes it. One uses pear preserves, and one I believe uses peach preserves. 

In the recipe box in the closet on the top shelf is the recipe for Jam Cake and Jam Cake Icing, which is almost more labor intensive than the cake itself. There also lies a recipe for apple cider and for apple butter. 

Apple butter is my personal favorite - I love it more than peanut butter, more than any jelly, jam, or preserve. I love it so much that I took a jar to school in first grade to share with my class. These days, you can't do that - the school would automatically assume you're trying to poison all the kids. 

My Great-Grandma also made a lot of pies and cobblers - as fruit was fairly plentiful when other things were not back in the Great Depression days. They would buy flour in huge sacks so homemade biscuits were a regular staple at breakfast, lunch, and dinner. The Blanford family also drank coffee and sweet tea in copious amounts - matter of fact, I'm pretty sure we drank it in our baby bottles. 

No, my story is not unlike any other farming family. They all survived on what they could and made what they had. In his later years, I hear my Great-Grandpa threw quite the fish fry. He had a lake that he kept stocked with catfish, bass, and other goodies. I've also heard tale of a few barbecues throughout the years. 

I wish I had some photographs of Great-Grandma Lorene cooking, but I do have a few of Great-Grandpa Dick and his apples and also cooking on the grill that I'll share. 




Sunday, January 9, 2022

52 Ancestors 2021: Week 48: Strength

In my opinion, the ancestors that stick out most in my mind with the word 'Strength' are the ancestors who lost children young - whether they were infants or halfway through life... or the ancestors of mine who lost their parent at an extremely young age. 

My Great-Grandmother, Lorene (White) Jones lost her mother, Icy Lucretia (Bowers) White when she was just eight years young.. Icy was only 34 years young. She died on March 4th, 1921, of tuberculosis. 

My Great-Grandfather, Richard Blanford lost his mother, Mary Agnes (Nally) Blanford when he was only thirteen years young. Mary Agnes was only 32 years young. She died on January 28th, 1927, of tuberculosis. 

Nearly all of my ancestors lost children... some lost a lot more children than others. My Uncle Jay passing away on July 5th, 2014, at just 49 years old.. seeing the brokenness inside my ailing Grandparents, my Mom, my Dad, and most of all, Nick... it broke me, too, in a way I can't explain to you. 

Young death is unbearable. Probably no one could explain this to you better than my Dad. 

My Dad watched his Mom drop dead right before his eyes on July 10th, 1982, at just 48 years young. My Dad was a month from turning seventeen years old. They were at home. I believe he was in the living room and she was in the kitchen. He watched her fall...and from where he sat on the couch, he watched the life leave her eyes. 

The coroner said she was "dead before she even hit the floor." My Grandma died of a massive coronary infarction -- heart attack. She drank way more than what was good for her and she worked too many jobs to take care of too many kids and Grandkids... she did what she had to do to provide for herself and her family. But it cost her her life. 

My Dad, too, is a beacon of strength in my eyes. Losing his mother and then the way his father treated him afterwards... it hardened him. My Dad lived in his car at one point with his dog. He couch surfed. He stayed with family friends. He faked his birth certificate once upon a time just so he could get a full time job while he was underage to make ends meet. I'm not sure anyone in my family tree had it harder than my Dad. 

My Great-Grandmother, Anna Elizabeth (Thompson) Sandefur lost her Dad in 1959, her older sister in 1964, her husband in 1970, her eldest daughter in 1982, and her two sons within six weeks of one another in 1994. Nana definitely endured a lot of death.. she buried three out of six children -- ADULT children... more than any parent should ever have to.

She lost her husband in 1970 and NEVER remarried. Nana lived until 2001... that's 31 years without her husband, without remarrying, without ever having a steady boyfriend... nothing. Nana poured her heart and soul into her kids, grandkids, and great-grandkids. And I'll be frank -- quite a few of them didn't deserve her love and kindness. They certainly did her dirty, did her dirty after her death, and did her legacy dirty. 

Mary Janella knew quite a bit about loss. She buried a younger sister in 1913, a daughter (named after that younger sister) in 1915, her father in 1925, a younger brother in 1926.. 

Dad LaRue and Carrie Byrd lost their fair share of children. 1909, 1910, and 1921. Dad LaRue also lost at least seven of his siblings in early adolescence to early adulthood. I can't imagine how that shattered him as a person. He also lost his parents when he was only about 17-18 years of age. 

Like I said, I could go on and on about ancestors and the children they've lost, the siblings they lost too young.. If you've endured a young loss, you're the definition of strength in my opinion. You've gone through something that no one should have to. It was popular back then and it's becoming ever-increasing in popularity now. 

Growing old is a privilege denied to many. It isn't a right. It isn't a guarantee. We aren't promised tomorrow. Make the most out of today.

Friday, January 7, 2022

52 Ancestors 2021: Week 47: Thankful

I could really write a long drawn out blogpost for this topic - but I think I've written enough blogs over the last year that you guys have a real good idea about the ancestors I'm truly, truly thankful for. I'm thankful to each and every one of them because without them, I wouldn't be here; but with how often I've written about Mary Janella (Nally) Thompson, Charles Clarence LaRue, Joel Gibson, etc... you can tell, those are truly the ancestors I connect with. 

I know 'Thankful' is also an old name that appears in many family trees. I don't have an ancestor named 'Thankful,' that I'm aware of, anyway. There is a Thankful Nettleton in my tree but it's a distant relationship. I also had a Thankful Beach in my tree at one point, I think. If I remember correctly. I think that was a line of my tree that I had went up the wrong one so I deleted it out a long, long while back. 

I guess the number one person I'm thankful to is my Great-Grandmother. Without the curiosity of wanting to know if she knew any of her Great-Grandparents, I'm not sure I'd have ever been interested in knowing my family tree. I have to thank my Grandma, Grandpa, Uncle Charles, Aunt Mary, and my own parents for pushing me to stay interested in genealogy. 

I'm thankful that I'm one of the 'new age' genealogists that not only knows how to do genealogy the old way, but knows how to utilize technology to help me find what I need to find. I'm thankful that I can work this job at home and still have the time to take care of my Mom and have time to myself. 

I'm thankful for all the genealogy friends I've made over the years. I'm thankful to have so many amazing genealogist co-workers all throughout the world that are so kind. I'm thankful to have local libraries that are big into genealogy and host programs often. 

I'm thankful to have best friends who humor my genealogy passion and buy binders from me, or have me help them do their DNA. One of my best friends even bought me Blaine Bettinger's book on DNA last year for my birthday. 

I'm thankful my roots go back deep in the town I live in and that my family ties into just about every other family here. It makes genealogy fun, but easy at the same time. There's always something interesting to find when researching my own tree or someone else that's a native to this area. Our history is rich and fascinating. 

I could go on and on about things I'm thankful for, truly, I can.. but I think this is a nice, short gist.  

Tuesday, January 4, 2022

52 Ancestors 2021: Week 46: Birthdays

February 12th isn't a common birthday, or at least, not in my opinion. In my entire life, I've only personally known two people to share my birthday; both are ex-boyfriends of mine. I know plenty of other February babies - matter of fact, two of my best friends share February 21st as their birthday. 

Born on February 12th, 1993 - I'm an Aquarius Sun, Scorpio Moon, and Libra Rising. (I'm big into astrology.) Trust me, being an Aquarius/Scorpio/Libra mixture sums up my personality quite nicely. It certainly explains my uniqueness and weirdness. 

I'll have to tell you about some of the famous people I share my birthday with because there are a few interesting people to note. From authors, to actors and actresses, to more influential people like a naturalist and a President.


First and foremost - Christina Ricci. She was born on February 12th, 1980, in California. She's famous for such roles as Wednesday Addams in The Addams Family movies from the 1990's. She also played in Casper in 1995. Most recently, she's starred in the new Matrix movie and had the main role in the TV show "Pan Am," a few years back. 


Secondly -- author Judy Blume. She's best known for her Young-Adult novel, "Are You There God? It's Me, Margaret." She was born on February 12th, 1938. One of her most popular children's books is "Tales of a Fourth Grade Nothing." It's Me, Margaret, was one of the first novels I picked up as an adolescent - about the age of eleven is when my Grandma bought it for me. 


Tara Strong. Born February 12th, 1973, in Toronto, Canada. She is most notably a voice actress. She was Magik in the animated 90's version of X-Men, Dil Pickles in Rugrats, Bubbles in The Powerpuff Girls, Timmy Turner in The Fairly Oddparents, Ingrid Third in Fillmore! (one of my personal favorites), Lena in Scooby-Doo on Zombie Island, Melody (Ariel's Daughter) in The Little Mermaid 2, Raven in Teen Titans (another personal favorite), and so many more voices. 


Josh Brolin was born on February 12th, 1968. He's an actor and has appeared in things such as Brandon in The Goonies, Thanos in the Avengers films, "Wild Bill" Hickock in The Young Riders TV show, and so much more. 


Jennifer Stone, Disney actress, who shares my exact birthday - February 12th, 1993. She was born in Arlington, Texas. She rose to fame playing Harper Finkle in Wizards of Waverly Place. She had a main role in the TV show "Deadtime Stories," as well. 


Jesse Spencer, better known as Dr. Robert Chase on House M.D., shares my birthday. He was born February 12th, 1979, in Melbourne, Australia. He has also starred more recently on Chicago Fire, Chicago P.D., and Chicago Med as Matthew Casey. He was absolutely my crush when I was younger and watching him as Dr. Chase on House. He's dreamy and that accent is lush. 



Actor Lochlyn Munro was born February 12th, 1966 in British Columbia. He's starred in MANY things over the years including Scary Movie as Greg, Jack Sheridan in Charmed, Hal Cooper aka serial killer The Black Hood in CW's Riverdale, and he's also been in a few Hallmark movies "Crossword Mysteries" and "Chronicle Mysteries." 


Another voice actor -- Scott Menville, born on February 12th, 1971. I first met him in a live-action movie called Ernest Goes to Camp. That's my favorite Ernest movie. He plays Crutchfield. He voice "Tug" in Scooby-Doo and the Ghoul School, he was the voice of the animated Spanky in The Little Rascals 1982-1983. He voiced "Robin" in Teen Titans, Shaggy in "Shaggy & Scooby-Doo Get a Clue!" 


Charles Darwin, naturalist, geologist, and biologist, was born February 12th, 1809, in England. He is of course known for Darwinism, aka, natural selection. I believe in natural selection - big supporter and advocate of it. 


Last, but certainly not least, and definitely the most important: Abraham Lincoln, the 16th President of the United States of America. He was born February 12th, 1809 (same exact day and year as Charles Darwin). Abe was born in Hodgenville, Kentucky -- and one of the midwives was a LaRue cousin of mine. Hodgenville later became the county seat of LaRue County, Kentucky. The LaRue family became lifelong friends of the Lincoln family. 

Abraham is most notably the President who ended slavery and is without a doubt the best Republican president we ever had. 

I'd say I share my birthday with some pretty amazing people, wouldn't you?! There are countless others -- YouTube stars, Rappers, Models but.. I tried to include the people that YOU guys, the readers, will know who they are. 

In the comments - let me know when your birthday is and who you share your birthday with! I'd love to know!

Monday, January 3, 2022

52 Ancestors 2021: Week 45: Stormy Weather

I really can't tell you about my ancestors and storms they've had to weather - I've never been made privy to many stories. I know the 1937 Flood impacted our area heavily and I know my ancestors that lived here in Henderson lived through it. My maternal Grandpa was less than a year old when it happened or else I'd have more stories from it to tell. 

The 1937 Flood decimated river areas of our county. The Alzey Bottoms, Scuffletown Bottoms, and other areas were never, ever the same. A lot of cemeteries, historically, are gone from the Alzey area after the '37 Flood. I believe it's what destroyed the remaining remnants of the Alves Family Cemetery, or so I've always been told. 

The '37 Flood was brought on by 21 inches of rain falling within an 18 day time period... and I also believe it was brought on by the fact that in 1936, it was so cold, the Ohio River literally froze over. All that ice melting had to go somewhere, y'know? 

It was because of that historic flood that Henderson gained its motto. "On the Ohio, but never in it!" 

A few of Henderson's more peculiar weather events include the Great Sleet of 1901, where sleet fell for three weeks straight in February of that year. A resident was quoted as saying, "Horses had to have special shoes to keep their footing on local roads." 

In 1908, Henderson was part of a drought that drastically reduced the Ohio River levels. In fact, according to history, the river level was so low that boys played baseball in the river bed. This is a particular event that I wish we had photographs of. It's hard to picture the Ohio River that dry. 

In 1914, Henderson was hit by what has been dubbed a "baby cyclone." "Hail as large as partridge eggs," according to a historian, fell for ten minutes straight and strong winds uprooted many, many large trees in the area. The storm only lasted for about thirty minutes, and on the north end of town, it seems they got the worst of it. It was reported that several homes were completely brought down. Just twenty-six days later, the city was hit by a tornado which left two dead and others injured, and much of the city in ruins. 

In my own lifetime, we've seen an increasing number of tornadic activity in Henderson County over the last few years. We also were hit pretty heavy in 2009 by the infamous Ice Storm. That was an insane event to live through. No more insane than what my parents lived through -- the Blizzard of '77 - '78. We also had quite bad floods in 1997, 2007, and I think 2009 as well. 

November 6th, 2005, we're known as the beginning point of a bad tornado that took many lives in Evansville and Newburgh, Indiana. The tornado, I believe, originally formed in the Smith Mills river bottoms in Henderson County. 

I remember back in my childhood, I want to say it was about 2003 or 2004, we had an awful storm that spawned a small tornado over our house. It twisted a tree in our front yard up out of the ground and the tree, when it came down, snapped our telephone line. I'm not sure that event was ever recorded as an official tornado, but it was very obvious by the 'twist' of the tree. It was just a small Bradford Pear, so it wasn't a huge Oak or nothing like that. Tornado probably was nothing but a little EF-0, but still, it scared me as a child. 

If I can think of any other historical weather events to add to this, I might, over time. For right now though, these are the major ones that come to my mind. I think I remember reading once where it snowed every month of the year. I think I also remember hearing about a 'hurricane' coming through - that might be the 'baby cyclone' I mentioned. It supposedly knocked trolley cars off their rails downtown. 

52 Ancestors 2021: Week 44: Voting

I think like most genealogists, we've found our ancestors on voter lists many, many times. Most of my ancestors have appeared on Kentucky's voter lists, North Carolina, Virginia, Missouri, Illinois... the list goes on. 

I don't have any ancestors that were politicians, although I do have a Granduncle that was a Constable in the county, and my Uncle was a Sheriff's Deputy in the 1990's. I also have a Great-Granduncle that was Fire Chief at one time or another many many years ago. That's about as political as my family gets, or rather, as close to "holding an office" as my family gets.

I come from a long, long line of democrats - that's not something I'm proud of, necessarily. Most of my family fought for the Confederacy, although some did indeed fight on the Union side. Henderson was a "town divided" as dubbed by local historians -- in fact, it's been noted in the Sandefur family that father fought sons, brothers fought brothers, Uncles fought nephews, etc. 

By the end of the war, our town was predominantly Confederate (having been 'captured' by the Confederacy). I hate to tell most local historians - but it started that way even before the Confederates took the town. If you look at how heavy of a rural farming community we are... it's more than obvious the town had numerous, and I mean numerous, farms and plantations. 

Most notably, Henderson is home to General Adam "Stovepipe" Johnson. Read about Johnson's Raid on Newburgh. The book, Thunder from a Clear Sky: Stovepipe Johnson's Confederate Raid on Newburgh, Indiana, is an amazing read. I recently acquired the book as a gift from my Granny after having wanted it for many years. Did you know a Mefford was involved in the raid?! Yes, a Mefford of all people!

Even today at the start of 2022, Henderson is the number one county in all of Kentucky (that's 120 counties y'all!) that votes a straight democratic ticket. That's definitely not a good thing. Voting a straight ticket, no matter if you're voting Democrat or Republican, is never a good idea. You need to look at the voting record for each individual you're voting for - no matter their party. You need to acclimate yourselves with the issues they support or don't support, not the party. Because more often than not these days, they are only party in name, not in the way they vote. 

Henderson had an awakening a handful of years back, and we've had many, many registered voters change parties. We also saw an uptick of new registrants before the 2016 election, and even more before the 2020 election. I can only hope the political awakening continues, especially locally. We have a thing in our town called, "Good Ol' Boy Politics," and they control the town. They have for many, many years. Until they're voted out... our town won't blossom in the ways that it could. 

My Dad and I have both been told we ought to speak at our party's headquarters but, I think I'll stick to the blog posts. Much less nervous typing up a blog than I am speaking to a room full of people, haha. 

Henderson in general is known for a few political figures throughout history -- Congressman John Y. Brown, U.S Senator and Governor of Kentucky Albert Benjamin "Happy" Chandler, U.S. Congressman James Franklin Clay, U.S. Congressman John Lloyd Dorsey Jr, State Rep. and Judge Carl Melton, Governor of Kentucky Lazarus Whitehead Powell, and Governor of Kentucky Augustus Owsley Stanley. 

You could say Henderson is quite a gubernatorial city!

52 Ancestors 2021: Week 43: Shock

The first person I thought of for this prompt was Ila Jefferson "Iley" Griffin. Iley isn't an ancestor of mine, nor is he a close relative -- 3rd cousin 3x removed to be exact... but the story of his death immediately comes to mind.

Amy Johnson Crow writes about the prompt: "Halloween is a time of surprises. What is something shocking or surprising that you've found about an ancestor? Shocking could also be a lightning strike or an electrical jolt. Remember — you're free to interpret the theme however you want!"

Lightning, that's exactly what happened to Iley on May 26th, 1937. Iley was a farmer and from everything I've heard - he was out in the field when he was struck and killed by lightning. His death certificate supports that -- his cause of death is "killed by lightning." It is listed as an accident -- well absolutely. The specifics go on to say, "on his farm, plowing when struck by lightning." Undoubtedly, his plow was metal and worked as a conductor for the lightning strike. 

Iley was the son of Jefferson Davis "Jeff" Griffin and Sallie Belle Keach. The Griffin's and Keach's have been in the Niagara/Hebbardsville area of Henderson County for generations. Iley had a passel of siblings: at least seven. 

Iley's first wife was Mary Lorene Freeman, who after bearing him at least three children, two of which died in infancy and a son, Ila Davis Griffin who survived to adulthood -- Mary passed away in 1935. 

Soon after her passing, Iley re-married to Susan Lucille Willingham - another prominent last name in the Niagara/Hebbardsville areas. Iley and Susan were the parents of one son: Paul Felix Griffin, who had just been born on May 3rd, 1937... a few weeks before his father's untimely death. 

Felix Griffin was a kind, respectful man who my family knew well. When my parents were children (long before they were my parents, of course), they lived out on Highway 416 in Niagara...and the Griffin's lived between them - Felix, his wife Joy, and their children. Felix and Joy babysat for both sets of my Grandparents...before they were my Grandparents. 

After Iley's death, Susan went on to re-marry Willis Norton Moss and have two more children with him, a son and a daughter. She passed away in 1982 at the age of 66. 

Iley lays to rest in Cash Creek Cemetery out in Niagara, near his parents, some siblings, and his first wife - although I don't believe he has a tombstone (surprisingly.) His second wife, Susan, was laid to rest with her second husband in Roselawn Memorial Gardens. 


Next time you're out at Cash Creek - take a moment to remember the Griffin family, and of course, Iley. Gone too soon, but never forgotten. 

Friday, December 31, 2021

52 Ancestors 2021: Week 41: Changes

When I think about living through a lot changes - I think about my Great-Grandmother, Anna Elizabeth (Thompson) Sandefur. Nana was born out in the Smith Mills area of Henderson County on August 18th, 1916, and she passed away in Henderson on October 2nd, 2001. She lived a lot of life in those 85 years, let me tell you. 

When Nana was young, she went to school on a wagon led by horses. In the 1920's, my Great-Great-Grandfather, John R. Thompson bought a Model T and I have no doubt that my Nana was amazed at the vehicle. These were the days of no indoor plumbing -- Nana grew up with an outhouse. 

In the late 1940's, Nana had one of the first types of microwaves invented -- Radarange. Imagine going from cooking a TV dinner for an hour and a half in the oven to just a few minutes in a microwave. Well, even in the first microwaves, it probably still took several minutes but less time than the conventional oven. 

Nana lived through the first black and white televisions in the 1930's. She lived through the first color televisions in the 1950's. Nana saw the popularity of the telephone - to the point every house had a corded phone. She lived through party lines, where you'd share the line with six, eight, or ten people. She even eventually saw cordless phones in the 1990's. She also would have seen the invention of the 'car phone' or a 'bag phone' or a 'to go phone.' A predecessor to today's cell phone. 

Nana went from the days of automobiles being scarce to owning an Oldsmobile and driving a school bus for a living. She went from the days where women wore dresses and nothing else to finally owning a pantsuit in the 1980's. 

Nana went from the days that no woman had piercings to seeing women pierce their ears - even getting hers pierced. She went from the days where a woman's place was in the kitchen, that the wife had no job above the satisfaction of her husband and the care of her children.... to women becoming the primary breadwinners in the household. 

My Nana undoubtedly saw the changes in Henderson. She was born during the time of our original L&N train bridge which was in use between 1885-1931. She saw the building of the brand new L&N bridge which was finished May 1931. The old one demolished in 1933. 

My Great-Grandmother would have seen the expansion of roads. She saw the building of the original bridge going to Evansville in 1932. She saw the new bridge, now dubbed the southbound bridge, built in 1965. My Nana saw the days of everyone taking a train or ferry to Evansville slowly come to an end and the motor car became ever more popular. She saw the expansion of some roads going from dirt paths to paved asphalt, from two lanes, to four lanes or more. Nana would have seen the difference between cars being strictly manual transmission to the invention of an automatic. 

Nana would have seen the coming of fast food restaurants like McDonald's, Burger King, Hardee's and more. She would have witnessed some amazing price increases. Milk being roughly 36 cents a gallon in 1916, 48 cents in 1936, 97 cents in 1956, $1.68 in 1976, $2.62 in 1996.. I could go on and on. A gallon of gas in 1916 was 21 cents, down to 19 cents in 1936, up to 29 cents in 1956, 59 cents in 1976, and $1.23 in 1996. 

Nana would have lived through times of "going to town" was a treat and you'd only travel "into town" maybe once a week, sometimes every other week, usually on the weekend.. to literally living in town. She got to see the days of every neighborhood being their own town pretty much. Each neighborhood had their own school, their own corner market, their own hair salon, etc. 

My Nana saw the end of segregation in the mid 1950's. When she began driving a school bus, she was driving kids of all colors and nationalities. It was primarily a rural route, farming community kids. Nana saw Roe vs. Wade in 1973. She would remember Hoffa being the major news case in 1975 when he disappeared. She would remember the JonBenét Ramsey case of the 1990's.

Nana lived through America's involvement in WW1 (1917-1918) and our involvement in WW2 (1941-1945). Her husband, Henry Lloyd Sandefur, served in the Navy in WW2. Nana's brother, Jake, served in the Air Force in WW2. The Cold War -- 1947-1989. Nana lived through the Korean War -- 1950-1953. Vietnam -- 1955-1975. Desert Storm or the Gulf War in 1991. 

And even though she had Alzheimer's and probably couldn't have told you anything about what was going on... she was alive on September 11th, 2001, when the Trade Centers went down. 

She definitely saw a lot of change between the year she was born, 1916, and the year she died, 2001. I can only imagine how baffled she would be at some of the inventions between 2001 and 2021. Imagine having a computer the size of your hand and internet everywhere you go. I'm sure Nana would be floored at the prospect of FaceTime. Tiny vehicles would be another big adjustment for her... back in her day, cars were huge. 

I'm sure I could go on and on for several hours more about the things that changed in her life time, and now since her passing... but I'll go ahead and wrap this blog up. If you're able to -- leave a comment and let me know some of the things you've lived to see invented or the changes you've seen in your lifetime. 

52 Ancestors 2021: Week 40: Preservation

It's no secret to anyone that I've been working on my own family tree since the age of seven years old. In the going on twenty-two years since the year 2000 (when I was 7), I've worked tirelessly on my own family history and not just trying to fill out branches but also preserve the branches and priceless information. 

A few years back, I put together a Mefford/Bastin family binder. I had the thought of doing a binder for each of my Grandparents - so Mefford/Bastin, Jones/White, Blanford/Nally, Sandefur/Thompson... but... I have too much information. Even now, about three years after putting the Mefford/Bastin binder together - I've now disproved some of my information (through DNA testing and whatnot) so the job is never finished. My binders will never be 'perfect.' 

I house my tree currently on Ancestry and I pay for a monthly subscription (World Explorer.) I also use Newspapers.com and GenealogyBank.com. It's very rare that I utilize FamilySearch or any other archival website. I do utilize our local library's obituary collection and Browning in Evansville.

Of course, I have my DNA on every website (or just about every website). Ancestry, 23andme, MyHeritage, FamilyTreeDNA, GEDMatch, LivingDNA, etc. I've got both of my parents on Ancestry and my Dad's tested at 23andme (still trying to get Mom to spit in her kit I bought, ugh.) 

My paid work has really slowed down the work I do on my own tree. In a way, that breaks my heart... sometimes genealogy starts to feel so much like a job, and not a job that I love and enjoy, that I have to step away and work on my own stuff or else I burn completely out and can't do a lick of genealogy at all. 

I'd say my best way of 'preservation' has been extensively researching each and every small cemetery in Henderson County - of course my most in-depth work has been on the Gibson cemeteries in Corydon, KY. Find-a-Grave has really helped me to preserve that information for generations that will come after me. 

My genealogy blog is another great way to help preserve my family history and my families legacy. I get behind in these writing prompts/challenges but, going at my own pace... it really gives me time to think out exactly what I want to write about for that particular prompt. Sometimes I write about the same thing for a second, or even a third time... but I always go more and more in-depth with new details I've found each time. 

I've been trying to get all of my old photographs digitized onto the laptop or my iPhone. I love playing with my old black and white photographs on Remini or MyHeritage. I've had a lot of success with them, to be honest, and couldn't be happier with the results. I've even started sharing some of my photographs to Instagram and TikTok to build a bit of a 'fanbase' for my genealogy, if you will. 

It is my hope that someday I will have a family history book in our local library talking about all the Henderson families of today and their roots to the original settlers. So many of my friends have roots going back in this county to within ten years of its inception but they have no idea. It always hurts me to know that someone doesn't know where or who they came from.