Tuesday, December 6, 2016

Notorious Outlaw Frank "Jelly" Nash

Have you ever heard of Frank Nash? I came across this story while researching interments in a Kansas cemetery.  Neither he, nor others mentioned in this story, are my relation, this being an interesting story I thought I'd share with you.
Frank "Jelly" Nash

Frank Nash was born February 6, 1887, at Birdseye, Indiana. His childhood nickname was "Jelly," shortened from "Jellybean." Nash's father was John "Pappy" Nash, his mother, Alta Nash. She was John's second wife of three. Frank had two step-brothers and two sisters.

John Nash owned hotels in several southern towns. Frank worked in his father's hotels and served in the Army from 1904 to 1907. He made his career, though, as a robber, burglar and murderer. He would end up having served three prison sentences for his crimes. He was first convicted in 1913. He had committed a robbery with a friend and when they went to bury the loot, he shot his friend in the back. (Some friend.)

It is thought that Nash committed about 200 bank robberies, masterminding crimes from within prison and out, but the most notable event in his life was "The Kansas City Massacre," also known as "The Union Station Massacre."

After being released from prison for the murder of his friend, Nash joined the Al Spencer Gang. Three other members of the gang and Nash were arrested for mail robbery and assault and were consequently sentenced to 25-year-terms on March 1, 1924. They served time in Leavenworth, Kansas. In 1930, Nash was appointed to a privileged position in prison as the deputy warden's chef and general handyman. It is said that Nash was quite charming, likeable and friendly. Perhaps this is the reason he was chosen to aid the warden. On October 19, 1930, he was sent outside the prison on an errand and he did not return.
Adam Richetti

After nearly three years on the run, still committing crimes, Nash was arrested in Hot Springs, Arkansas, on June 15, 1933, by two Oklahoma City FBI agents, Joe Lackey and Frank Smith, along with Otto Reed, the police chief of McAlester, Oklahoma. They boarded a train bound for Kansas City, Missouri. At 7:15 a.m. on June 17, 1933, two Kansas City, Missouri police detectives were sent to meet the other officers at the Union Train Station. Unbeknownst to law enforcement, word of Nash's arrest and transport had made its way to gangsters in the area. The officers put Nash in a car parked outside the station and were ambushed by mobsters. In a shootout, Nash was killed as were officers Reed, FBI agent, Raymond Caffrey, and two Kansas City police detectives, W. J. "Red" Grooms and Frank E. Hermanson. 

Pretty Boy Floyd

Three outlaws were believed to be responsible for the deaths: Charles "Pretty Boy Floyd," Adam Richetti and Vernon C. Miller. Miller's mutilated body was found in a ditch near Detroit, Michigan, on November 29, 1933. Charles Floyd was shot to death in a shootout with law enforcement near Clarkson, Ohio, on October 22, 1934. Adam Richetti was executed in the Missouri State Penitentiary gas chamber on October 7, 1938 for the murder of Detective Frank E. Hermanson of the Kansas City, Missouri Police Department.

Detective Frank E. Hermanson

The Kansas City Massacre happened at a time when FBI agents did not carry weapons, nor were they able to make arrests. They were an investigative agency only. However, the incident encouraged President Franklin D. Roosevelt to enact legislation to enable FBI agents to carry firearms and make arrests. This legislation was passed in January of 1934.

Later reports indicate that some of the deaths in the massacre were caused by inexperienced FBI agents using the other officers' firearms they were not familiar with and accidentally shooting fellow officers and Nash. 
Vernon Miller

If you would like to read a more detailed account of the massacre, here is a link to actual newspaper reports: Timothy Hughes Rare and Early Newspapers. And to read about Frank E. Hermanson's funeral, click here: Frank E. Hermanson Find-A-Grave. And here's a web page dedicated to a newspaper covering the story: Frank Nash Clippings.

I just read another article which gives Nash's nickname another source: he was called "Jelly" because he used nitroglycerin to crack open safes. Jelly was the slang term for nitroglycerin. 

That's today's history lesson.

Ta ta for now,


Sunday, December 4, 2016

Love, Not Labels

I'm bogged down mentally! I've been working all day on one person's family. I had already started the narrative/story and came across some information I hadn't seen before, which needed more research before I could finish the story. Little did I know that what I'd run into would be so sad. Luckily, the glads outweigh the sads in my project! 

Having a developmentally disabled sister has made me hyper aware of "labels." What I ran into today, among other things, were the names given to hospitals for people/persons with disabilities.  I must tell you that when Marcy was born, and soon diagnosed with Cerebral Palsy and Epilepsy, my parents were told to "put her in an institution." There was NO WAY that was going to happen. Mom and Dad did not want that kind of life for her. And, for us! Marcy has blessed our lives and I can't imagine how her life would have been had she not been surrounded by her loving family. Well, I guess I do know because after Mom died, we were instructed, by Mom, to enter her into a care facility because she knew we couldn't do what needed to be done for Marcy medically. We did enter her into a care home and after that an adult foster home. All bad experiences.  Three times I tried to have her move into our home only to have three big answers from God that that wasn't in His plan. I digress...

Today I came across some information about ... care facilities ... for people with mental issues, developmental issues and for children whose parents couldn't take care of them. The sad thing is what they called these places:

Topeka State Hospital - Asylum for the Insane - 1879 - Topeka, Kansas - renamed 
State Asylum for Idiotic and Imbecile Youth -  1881 - Lawrence, Kansas - renamed and moved
State Home for the Feeble Minded - 1909 - Winfield, Kansas - renamed
State Training School - 1920 

One of our ancestors gave his children to this institution because he couldn't provide for them, supposedly. However, one of his daughters was still there when she was 25 and then I can find no record of her. She is not listed in the cemetery of the "school." Adding to the confusion, some of these siblings that were put there did not know where the others were and were still trying to find them in their elder years. I plan to have all the questions answered (!) and publish them in my book. (I do have lofty goals!) 

When I think of these siblings my heart aches. How many of them went to their graves not knowing their siblings? They were starved for information. Some of their letters to their half-siblings practically begged for information about their family, and especially their father. 

I say this to you: if you haven't seen or spoken to your siblings recently, you need to make it a point to reconnect. Life is short. 

And, by the way, Marcy lives with brother Brian and his lovely wife, Cindy, and their family. She has blossomed in their expert care and loving home. Thanks, Brian and Cindy, you are awesome!

Ta ta for now,


Friday, December 2, 2016

Reunion Reservations

The time has come to make your reservations for the family reunion. The dates are Sept. 1-2-3-4, 2017. Choose which date you will arrive and then call or go online to make your reservation. They have tent sites, RV sites, and little cabins. And if you're a hiker/biker they even have a category for you!

We will be meeting at Barview Jetty Park in Tillamook County, Oregon, on the coast.

To make your reservations online, here is the link: Barview Jetty Park. If you wish to phone, the number is (503)322-3522.

The prices are as follows:

Tent-Blue Site: $37.74 for first night, includes transaction fee and lodging taxes; $26.24 for additional nights, includes lodging taxes.

Tent Brown Sites: $31.65 for first night, includes transaction fee and lodging taxes; $20.65 for additional nights, includes lodging taxes.

RV - FHU (full hook-ups) Back Ins: $42.83 for first night includes transaction fee and lodging taxes; 31.83 for additional nights, includes taxes.

RV - FHU Pull Through: $48.42 for first night, includes transaction fee and lodging taxes; $37.42 for each additional night, includes lodging taxes.

Cabins: $71.90 for first night, includes transaction fee and lodging taxes; $60.90 for additional nights, includes lodging taxes.

They gave me the winter rates and told me to add about $5 to each, which I have done, for the summer rates, so the exact amount may differ a bit.

The transaction fee is $11.00, which is included and is a one-time charge per stay, per site.

Extra tents are and additional $7.83 per night, per tent. (I didn't add $5 to this because I don't know if they will or not.

Extra vehicles, boats or utility trailers are $5.59 per night/per vehicle. Again, I didn't add $5.

Pets: $5.59 one-time-charge per pet.

Cabin Pet Fee: $11.18 per night/per pet, maximum of 2 pets.

For those of you not familiar with Barview Jetty Park, it is large. You can walk to the beach or the jetty from the campground. There are nice restrooms, showers, a playground for the kids, and a sand hill for all to play on. It is north of Tillamook, Oregon on US 101, and south of Rockaway Beach, Oregon.

In another post I will list motels, rates and addresses for those of you not camping.

Any questions, please comment below or on Facebook at the Reunion page by clicking this link: Burnett-Dillon-Korpi Reunion Page on Facebook.

Ta ta for now,


Thursday, December 1, 2016

A Find, Counts and Some Names

I found the little spiral notebook that Mom used to keep track of our immunizations. Wait - not ours, mine isn't recorded there. I'm not even written in the little notebook. I guess I was adopted after all! (Just kidding.) So, if you, my siblings, need or want to know anything about your immunizations and childhood diseases, please let me know and I'll forward that info on to you via e-mail or Facebook personal message. It does tell of medications you were allergic to, bee stings, etc. Interesting.

Current numbers on our family tree are as follows:

Burnett: 3,468 people
                 889 photos
               5,652 records

Dillon:   2,786 people
                 749 photos
              3,778 records

What do these numbers tell you? That progress is being made!

Most recent activity on the book: sending away for two death certificates. What do death certificates tell me? Of course, the date the person died, and the reason or cause of death, Other information included is the address of the person at the time of his or her departure, the next of kin or person who reported the information for the death certificate, and, whether the person was administered to prior to death, i.e., hospitalized. It also tells the burial place of the deceased. I am hoping to find that information on one of our ancestors. I cannot find any information as to where he was buried. Of course, he could have been cremated and someone has or had his ashes. Or maybe they buried him in the back yard, who knows? Anyway, I just mailed that letter off today. (And even though the death certificate states the date the person died, you must furnish that and the place of death to get a copy of it.)

Here are a few names I've come across recently: Plenty (a male); Experience, Comfort and Champion, Bazaleel and Mehitable.

An interesting bit of info regarding word numbers for writing:

Novel: Over 40,000 words
Novella: 17,500 to 40,000 words
Novelette: 7,500 to 17,500 words
Short Story: under 7,500 words

My book has surpassed the "Novel" stage and I am nowhere near finished.

Ta ta for now!


Sunday, November 27, 2016

Flights of Angels

I've been reading epitaphs again. I had to stop, though, I was starting to tear up and I don't even know the people. I read funny ones first; some can't be repeated here!

An epitaph is a funeral oration, or a short text honoring a deceased person. It comes from the Greek word, "epitaphios."

Some of the funnier ones:

On Rodney Dangerfield's headstone: There goes the neighborhood.

Apparently this isn't a real headstone, rather, it is at Disneyland!

Andrew J. Olszak, 1895-1979: Abandoned in old age by wife and children. May God be more understanding.

Robert Clay Allison, an Old West gunslinger: He never killed a man that did not need killing.


Some of the nicer epitaphs: 

And when the earth shall claim your limbs, then shall you truly dance.

Dance then, wherever you may be. Sydney Carter from Lord of the Dance 

And flights of angels sing thee to thy rest.
The song is ended but the melody lingers on. Irving Berlin

Today she dances with angels.

Be sure wherever I may roam, my heart is with your heart at home.

And a sad one: 
My goodness. Poor Herman.

I hope you had a beautiful day of thanks with friends and family. Ours was wonderful!

And now, the season of Advent. Remember, Jesus is the Reason for the Season!

Ta ta for now,

Saturday, November 19, 2016

Food for Thought Regarding The Civil War

In 1861, Americans went to war over abolitionism. In January of 1861, seven (southern) states declared secession from the United States of America. These states combined to become the Confederate States of America. In April of 1861, the Confederacy grew to eleven states. The remaining states were known as the Union. The Union attacked Fort Sumter near Charleston, South Carolina, that April, and the war began. The Civil War, or War Between the States as it is called in the south, was the bloodiest war in U. S. History. The war ended in the spring of 1865 with the surrender of the Confederate armies and the collapse of the Confederate government and slavery was abolished.

Many of our ancestors fought in the Civil War; most of them were from the south and fought for the Confederate states. I have found only a few that fought for the Union. I've always wondered this: if I had been born and raised in the south in the 1800s or before, would I have favored slavery or not? If I were raised to believe in slavery, and lived my life with slaves, would I have been in favor of secession? Its hard to say -- I would like to think that my opinion would have been the same as it is now, that all men are created equal. Or that if I did live in the south and my family had slaves, I would be the one secretly teaching the slaves to read and write. 

Regardless of my opinion now, I have always had a fascination with the Civil War and the South. Unfortunately, I remember all too well that my paternal grandfather, who was born in Macon, Georgia, was biased. When he was alive and we heard him call names, we "tsk tsk'd" him, so quite possibly I would have been a Union sympathizer living in the south and keeping my mouth shut-or not!

Something that bothers me is that boys fought this war, as did old men. For example, here is a photo of a young man who fought for the Confederacy. He looks to be about 12 years old! 

He was a Union soldier.

Private James W. McCulloch of Co. E 7th Georgia Infantry Regiment

What a lovely keepsake this is. I can't read the newspaper clippings.

Both of these photos were on the Facebook page, Old Photo Archive. They 
found them in the files of the Library of Congress. If you would like to see more
photos from the Civil War, click this link:  Old Photo Archive - Civil War Photos

Ta ta for now, 

Wednesday, November 16, 2016

My Apologies

There's nothing worse than going to a blog and finding that the author hasn't posted recently. I must apologize for being such an author. I am going to try to do better. My intention when I started this blog was to offer tidbits about the research and writing I am doing concerning our family history. I would offer stories and information that wouldn't go into my book due to lack of room, etc. So I will try to be better about that.

In my defense, we have had a lot of company here at the beach, and we've enjoyed all the visitors, believe me. We also went home for about ten days last time. We will be doing that again over the Thanksgiving holiday.

I love my research and my writing - that is, I love doing it and it is kind of an obsession still, after all these months, but I have to balance my love of the past with making memories in the present. I think I am being successful in that endeavor.

The weather here at the beach has turned. Grey days and downpours. But, we still love it! The sea is majestic! The waves are huge and every day brings another beautiful painting that God has blessed us with.

Today we are meeting up with our friends in the valley, Ronnie and Pam. Ronnie is Hubby's best friend! Since sixth grade! We have been truly blessed by their friendship and cherish the time we spend with them.

So, ta ta for now and keep coming back to see what fun bits of information that I have come across to share with you!

Here are a few "unusual" given names: Plenty, Experience, Comfort, and Champion. Oh, my.


Friday, November 11, 2016


My laptop bit the dust so I've had to do some scrambling but I'm back in business. I turned it off on Saturday night and on Sunday morning it turned on but had a little circle of dots going round and round and round and never booted up. I took the battery out, pressed control-alt-delete, escape and turned it off and on, all day long. It never did come on. So I thought, oh well, it will work in the morning. So Monday morning I turned it on and nope, it wasn't working. Sigh. I had backed up the info except for the two days before it quit so I thought I'd be okay. Hubby was gone for a few days so when he got back we went shopping and I got another laptop. My back-ups worked just fine. Phew! I was worried they wouldn't so I had a few stressful days there!

I had some time to think about the way I was doing things. It's easy to go off in another direction when you are researching family history. Very easy, I must say. So I'd be doing this person and end up going elsewhere, many times. Making me not finish any one family before getting involved in a different one. So my new strategy: work on one person until it is done. Do the research, go through all the papers and info I have, enter it and then write that person's story. File. Go on to another person. Wow. I've been stuck on the same person the entire week. There's always a puzzle - and I'm working on one now. But I'm feeling very good about the method I'm using now.

I'm still wishing that our ancestors didn't use the same names over and over and over! It's so hard to figure out who belongs to who sometimes. Oh, well. I enjoy being a detective.

Sorry for being gone for awhile. My computer woes are the very reason I won't go "paperless" with our monthly bills. What if your computer goes haywire and you don't have a car to go buy a new one?

I'll be back with some more interesting facts soon!

Ta ta for now,

Saturday, October 29, 2016

Reunion Fun

We are deep into planning for the 2017 BURNETT-DILLON-KORPI Family Reunion to be held on Labor Day weekend 2017, that is September 1-2-3-4.

ANNOUNCING: we will have a talent show! Anyone can enter. Performances limited to 3 min. each so it doesn't take all weekend!

Sept. 1 - people arriving and setting up
Sept. 2 - more people arriving and setting up; visiting early afternoon; games to be announced and                      scheduled; visiting & sharing family heirlooms and maybe my book will be done!
Sept. 3 - morning free; afternoon-games, talent show; late afternoon/early evening-potluck meal;                        evening, sitting around the campfire, singing and chatting, roasting s'mores
Sept. 4 - morning-coffee around the campsites, loading and packing up to leave after a weekend of                    sharing, caring, having fun

*bring white elephants for game prizes or individuals sponsor a game with the necessary items, prizes for winners, etc.
*maybe a raffle for expenses incurred (printing reunion booklet, etc.)

Are you getting excited yet? I am...
Ta ta for now,

Friday, October 28, 2016


Announcing: a call for artwork for the tee-shirts and sweatshirts for our Family Reunion 2017. Open to all! You don't have to be an artist - anyone can submit artwork to me. It needs to be mailed to my home address or sent via e-mail. (Make a comment requesting my addresses or PM me on Facebook for the addresses.) That way no one will see your artwork until it is time to vote.

I'll think up a prize for the person with the winning design. Probably a family heirloom or a free shirt or something similar. But the best prize will be seeing it on all of us wearing it at the reunion. My plan is to assign different colors to each family group so the design will need to be visible on a variety of different colors.

I'll add things to the blog - clip art, sayings, etc., that you can use in your design. Ideas to get you started or to incorporate in your design. Keep looking here for ideas.

Ready, set, go! Begin!

Door to the past? Door to the future?

We have skeletons in our closets.

Ta ta for now,

Monday, October 24, 2016

How Many?

I thought you might enjoy this chart.

Amazing, isn't it? 

I'm back to my book and the research. First of all, I had to get my files and notebooks organized. So now I'm ready to dig in. I've had two contacts lately from people who are related to me in one way or another! I love being able to share info. And I love to be able to ask for info I don't have about a particular ancestor. 

Have a great week! Ta ta for now,


Wednesday, October 19, 2016

I'm Terrible...

I am so sorry I haven't been blogging. We came home (from the beach) to celebrate my birthday and so Hubby could winterize the hoses, etc., outdoors. Oh, and because I have a doctor appointment. So we have been gone every day and night until today! I haven't worked on my research or my book at all this week other than to correspond with someone in England/Wales about some of the ancestors. I did have a wonderful birthday and lots of good visiting was done. We are not finished yet with our visiting. Tonight is the first night we had dinner at home since we got here last Thursday. And I had leftovers from last night's yummy Carne Asada at our favorite Mexican restaurant.

I'll get back into my routine soon and write some decent posts!

Hope you are having a good week, too!

Ta ta for now,

Wednesday, October 12, 2016

More Tidbits

When to find fault: 
Don't find fault with the man who limps
     Or stumbles along life's road,
Unless you have worn the shoes he wears,
     Or struggled beneath his load.
There may be tacks in his shoes that hurt,
     Though hidden away from our view.
The burden he bears, if placed on your back
     Might cause you to stumble, too.
Don't be too hard on the man who errs,
     Or pelt him with wood or stone,
Unless you are sure --- yea, double sure,
     That you have no fault of your own.

Do not stand at my grave and weep,
I am not there, I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow;
I am the diamond glints on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain;
I am the gentle autumn's rain.
When you awaken in the morning's hush,
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft star that shines at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry.
I am not there; I did not die.
(Author Unknown)

Thursday, October 6, 2016

Consider this...

I was making note of an unusual name and followed it's path to a sad story. A man named "Consider Wilder," not of our ancestry that I know of, was about 28 years old when he and several friends decided to try out a skiff one of the friends had made in July of 1817. The man, a Mr. Fields, wanted to find a shortcut to his business which was across the Deerfield River in Franklin County, Massachusetts. His business was in Shelburne, across the river. So Consider, a friend named Increase (I kid you not), Fields and two other men took the boat into the river. They struck a rock in the river and were trying to get the boat free by rocking it back and forth. Water came onto the boat and continued coming in with every move they made. Increase could not swim and panicked, grabbing onto Mr. Fields. Consider had swum to the shore but jumped back in when he saw the troubles the others were having. He was able to loosen Increase's hold on Mr. Fields, but he and Consider both drowned. Their bodies were recovered within an hour. They were both buried together. His parents were Samuel and Rebecca (Nims) Wilder and Consider had five siblings.

How sad. Out for some fun and tragedy strikes. The funeral card told of the unfortunate accident and cautioned people to beware, using this Bible verse:

Boast not thyself of tomorrow...Solomon. Watch, for ye know not when the time is; therefore, be ye also ready...Christ. 

click on the photo to enlarge

And on that sad note, I bid you adieu.


Tuesday, October 4, 2016

King Edward I Plantagenet

This is supposedly King Edward I. It hangs in Westminster Abbey in England.

One of our Dillon ancestors was King Edward I Plantagenet of England. His nickname was “Longshanks,” and I googled to see why he was given this nickname. I discovered it was because he was tall: 6’2” to be exact. That physical attribute did not carry on down through the years. If you remember correctly, Grandpa, Enoch Ray Dillon, was a short man, as were his siblings, and even some of his descendants are “fun size!” (Apparently the long legs made it easy for Edward to ride horses and his long arms made it easy for him to use a sword!)

King Edward was the son of King Henry III Plantagenet and Lady Eleanor Berrenger. He was born in the year 1239 and married Eleanor de Castile, in 1252. She was born in 1240. What? No, you read that correctly. She was 12 when they married and he was 13, according to these dates. One source cites that he was 15 and she was 9 years old when they married. Either way, that is ridiculously young. It was a politically arranged marriage but the young couple developed a deep and abiding love for one another. (I’ve seen three different ages and dates for their marriage in three different credible sources.)

Eleanor  de Castile, Queen Consort of King Edward I

In 1270, Eleanor joined Edward on a crusade to the Holy Land. While in Palestine, she saved his life when he was poisoned in an assassination attempt by sucking the poison from his wound. Edward’s father, King Henry III, died while Edward and Eleanor were in the Holy Land. They then returned to England and he was crowned King Edward I in 1272.

This royal couple was reported to have 13 children and maybe as many as 16. Katherine, Joan, Beatrice, Isabella, Juliana and two unnamed children died as infants; John was 5 years old; Henry was 7 years old; Alfonso was 11 years old; and Berengaria was about 2 years old when they died. One daughter, Mary, became a Benedictine nun.  

Eleanor died in Nottinghamshire on a trip to Scotland to join Edward; she was 50 years old. Edward was so bereaved at her death that he ordered crosses to be built at each stop her funeral procession made during the journey back to London. There are 3 of 12 “Eleanor crosses” remaining.

I tell this story because of the sadness they must have had in their marriage, their ages when they married and the love they had for one another. There is much more to the story of King Edward I and Eleanor but this part touched me. There is a comprehensive report on King Edward’s life, his reign and his character on Wikepedia. Some of my information came from that report but mostly it came from lots of reading and research. 

Sunday, October 2, 2016

Scottish Jokes and Jests

A few funnies to start the week off. These are from a little paperback book aptly called "Scottish Jokes," compiled by RLS Ltd., copyright 1998 Waverly Books, Ltd.

Two little boys shouted at the minister, "Hey, mister, the Devil's dead." "In that case," he answered, "I must pray for two fatherless bairns."

A Scotsman was on a visit to New York and decided to get his hair cut. Seeing a barber's salon, he went in.
"How much is a haircut?" he asked.
"Haircuts start at twenty dollars," he was told.
He rubbed his chin. 
"How much is a shave?"
"A shave? Oh, a shave's ten dollars."
"Shave my head then," said the visitor.

What's the difference between a wedding and a wake in Scotland? There's one drunk less at a wake.

How do you get a Highlander onto the roof? Tell him that the drinks are on the house. 

And finally,

"I've kissed every woman in this tenement block except one," said an amorous Glaswegian to his friend, just as one of the male residents of the block was passing. The man immediately turned back, went upstairs and reported this to his wife. 
"I wonder who the woman is that this rascal hasn't kissed?" he said.
"Oh," said his wife, "I suppose it'll be that stuck-up Mary Mackintosh on the third floor."

Saturday, October 1, 2016

Medieval Family Castles & Ruins

All Saints Church
Merseyside, England
Dillon Family Connection

Arundel Castle
Fitzalan Family 
Dillon Family Tree Connection

Bos Castle, England
Home to Botreaux Family
Dillon Tree Connection

Haughmond Abbey Ruins, England
Dillon Family Tree Connection

Lathom House, West Wing, England
Home to Stanley Family
Dillon Family Tree Connection

St. Anne's Chapel, England
Farleigh Hunderford Castle Ruins
Dillon Tree Connections

Tuesday, September 27, 2016

Words and Annie Oakley

The other day I posted three words I had come across in my research that were "new to me." I didn't give definitions at the time. I was unable to come up with a definition for "trussyncofres," though I searched the Web. Taken in context I determined it is a container of some sort which held jewels, silver and gold.

The next word was "socage." Defined: it was a tenure of land held by a tenant. The tenant was to perform specified services or pay rent and the transaction was not requiring military service. Origin: Middle English (sokage) and Anglo-French.

Fealty: A fidelity to a lord, the obligation or the engagement to be faithful to a lord, usually sworn by a vassal. Origin: Old French, Middle English, Latin

Vassal: a noun. In the feudal system, a person who was granted the use of land in return for rendering homage, fealty and usually military service or its equivalent to a lord or other superior. Feudal tenant. Origin: Middle French, Medieval Latin, Middle English.

All word definitions from Dictionary.com.

I "like" a page on Facebook which posts old time photos. I read and viewed their post about Annie Oakley and it was very interesting. Here is a photo of her and I noticed she had pierced ears. I found that to be surprising. I guess I never really thought about when the practice of piercing ears began. Annie Oakley's father died when she was just six years old. Her family was left in poverty so she began to hunt game animals so that her family could eat. The story reminds me of the current book series, "The Hunger Games."

Annie Oakley was born in 1860. 
This photo was taken in 1889 prior to the Paris Expo. 
It is a publicity photo since she was to perform at the Expo.
Click on the photo to enlarge it for more detail.

Annie performed until after she was 60 years old.
Here she is at age 62.

Ta ta for now,

Sunday, September 25, 2016

A few good words...

I am really tired tonight. No more research, no more blog posting, no more FB. Tomorrow is another day.

These three words I came across today. I haven't looked them up yet. Have a go at it!

  • socage
  • fealty
  • trussyncofres
I think I'll go to bed before 2:30 a.m. tonight!

Have a great week! 

Ta ta for now,

Saturday, September 24, 2016


I'm still researching in the area of our ancestry with kings, queens, duchesses, dukes, lords and earls. Interesting? Yes. Time consuming? Yes. Am I tired? Yes. A little downhearted, too. Hubby's Aunt Dorothy passed away today so I've been thinking about her and her family all day. I know she's okay but having been there before, I empathize with her children and her hubby. She was a sweet person, always smiling! Of course, I love all of the aunties and I just know that when they arrive at the pearly gates the angels are singing and rejoicing!

Another downer is that these ancestors of ours, I've gone back to the year 0958 now, were brutal. They were having children with persons other than their spouse, beheading one another, a King starved two people to death, a man found his wife in chambers with another man and that man was hung, and on and on. That's not even counting the wars they had. (And we think our world is going to hell in a handbasket.)

Another frustration is that genealogists don't always pay attention. For example. One of our ancestors, a woman, was married at 17. She died at 40. A certain genealogy program/source online cites her as having 28 children. Some with her lover, some with her first husband and some with a subsequent husband. Right. And the first child she had, according to "them" was born the same year she was. And the next was born when she was one year old, etc., etc. Clearly this is not possible, but why couldn't, and didn't, someone catch that? Ridiculous. They even gave the names of the children and their birth years and death years. They probably just copied it from somewhere else and didn't bother to "think" about it. So now I wonder if they have screwed up the records of any other of my ancestors. (I don't even want to consider their info anymore.)

With that I will bid you adieu and goodnight. Hope you are having a good weekend. (I think I need to go to bed. I couldn't even think of how to spell frustration! It finally came to me!)

Ta ta for now,

Thursday, September 22, 2016


Today started out with me filling out pedigree charts by hand to complete and send out to people, eventually. There are so many "lines" or "branches" in our family tree that this is not going to be done right away. But, I had my special pen, was starting to write...and found something that did not make sense. So, I had to stop and do some more research. I told you I like being a detective, but I did not expect this little foray to take me where it did. I am beside myself with what I uncovered today. 

The Dillon Family Tree is what I was so engrossed with today. I have now completed another family line back to the 1200s and it has led me to KING HENRY III!! Of England! I'm still entering information and I can see that Henry is there waiting for me to connect but it all takes time! (Hours and hours.)

King Henry III of England was crowned in 1216, when he was nine years old! Of course he was too young to govern but he had two regents to help him, Hubert de Burgh and William the Marshall. Henry took control of the government in 1227 but continued to be advised by de Burgh. In 1232, he dismissed de Burgh.

Henry married Eleanor of Provence in 1236 an they had six sons and three daughters. Edward was Henry's successor to the throne when Henry died in 1272 after reigning for 56 years and 29 days. Edward actually governed prior to his father's death. Henry was captured in the Baron's War and imprisoned. When he was released, he was weak and senile so Edward took over the government.

I suppose if I were to read up on the (medieval) Kings of England I would find out that most of their reigns were controversial and fraught with wars, such as Henry's reign. I will learn more about this familial ancestor as I finally connect him to our Dillon Family Tree. Maybe you will, too!

Ta ta for now,

Wednesday, September 21, 2016

Noble Woman

Barbour County
Alabama, USA

A note on FindAGrave states that the grave is at the rear of the cemetery where it overlooks the water.

Maria DeWitt Snipes, one of our shirt tail cousins, my 3rd cousin 5 times removed to be exact, was immortalized with her grave markers. Someone really thought highly of her to give her three grave markers. The one monument is inscribed as such:


This was shared on Ancestry.com and was submitted to her FindAGrave memorial, #80584251 by Lisa R. Franklin, November 17, 2011.

We should all live such a life as Maria Ann DeWitt Snipes did to be immortalized as she was.