Thursday, November 17, 2022

"As Long as There is Hitlerism There is War"

 

Uncle Peg’s Chronicles

November 17, 2022

As Long as There is Hitlerism There is War

Number of pages in Outline Descendant Report: 130 (up from 127 last chronicle)

Number of pages in basic Descendant Report: 201 (up from 196 last chronicle)

 

Francis Holmes is # 1. I am now # 298. # 294, where I was last week, is Robert Floyd Holmes.

Matthew Williams, Jane William’s grandson, is last at # 421, up from # 417, and his son is # ii.

#417 is now Melissa Grace Wellman.

This should change weekly, if I’m doing my job.

 

News From Holmes

 

Good news to share! Daniel Lloyd MacKillop arrived on November 11. (If he’d arrived in Canada, he’d have a holiday for his birthdays – not sure about Veterans Day. Is it a holiday in the US?) Big sister, Mary, was delighted that her baby brother held her hand. Mark and Kaylyn, parents of Mary and Daniel, are smitten – you can see it in their smiles, although Daddy does look tuckered out.

 

Daniel and Mary – Mark MacKillop and Kaylyn Herrold – Raymond G MacKillop and Brenda J Miller – Raymond Lloyd MacKillop and Lillian D Shipley – James W McKillop and Arletta E R Holmes – Charles R Holmes and Phoebe J McMonagle – Daniel Holmes and Charlotte Hoyt – Samuel Holmes Jr and Phoebe Holstead.

 


 

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I had a request for a copy of Mum’s essay that I posted daily for ten days leading up to Remembrance Day, on my Facebook page. For those who don’t have a Facebook, here it is. She did not date it, but presumably she wrote it in October, 1939. She was seventeen years old. My only change was the addition of a few periods (unless I made a typo). I did some googling. You might like to do that as well.

 

The First Month of the War

In the last week of August, the interest of Great Britain, Canada, and all other colonies was directed towards Poland because Hitler, the German leader, had marched some of his troops into Poland and laid claim to Danzig, an entrance to the Baltic Sea.

Great Britain and France who had made a treaty with Poland, promising to protect her in case of war, ordered Hitler to remove his troops from Poland and if they did not listen to the orders war would be declared and the orders were not heeded by Hitler. So on September 3 war was declared by Great Britain and France against Germany.

Immediately after war was declared Great Britain began mobolizing forces for the navy, army, and the air force and it was only a few days before troops were landed in France. While all this was going on in Great Britain, parliament was held in Canada, which was made possible by the Statutes of Westminster passed in 19  , and they decided to give what aid would serve best for the cause. The house voted $100,000,000 for the war. [Date was 1931.]

On Thursday, September 7, another cession of parliament met and on the following Sunday, war was declared by Canada. War had been declared by Australia, New Zealand and the other colonies a few days before. Canada also began to mobolize troops for army, navy and air force. The Government had decided to send one army division of 20,000 men and to recruit another division.

Meanwhile, several cities had been bombed in Poland, the women and children were rushed out to other countries and the Germans made an advance of about fifty or sixty miles in Poland. The British troops had not yet reached Germany.

Over the week end the troops arrived in France and several million pamphlets were dropped in Germany. Many millions of dollars were lost in the sinking of ships both the enemy and the Allies. Up to this time the British lost sixteen ships and the French one. It was not long until the sinking of the ‘Athenia’ took place. This was a passanger ship and several Canadians were on board. Out of the number that was on board 128 were reported dead or missing and 200 wounded or ill. Also Westerplatte the Polish munitions station had fallen after six days of assault. Hitler now hints that peace be made after he has taken Poland. [Date of sinking of the ‘Athenia:’ September 3, 1939.]

The next very important step taken in the war was the entrance of Russia into the war on the side of the Germans. Russia, a few days before the war had made a peace pact with Germany and she now began to mobolize troops and these were slowly moving into Poland.

Poland was soon to fall, not only because of the entrance of Russia into the war but because of the badly equipped armies which she had but she did not yet give up the struggle. Anglo-French forces were moving slowly but steadily against the German Westwall which is a system of fortifications extending from the Swiss to the Belgian boundaries. Also the ‘Courageous’ another British vessel was sunk by an enemy submarine. There were 1260 on board and 578 were reported missing. [Date of sinking of the ‘Courageous:’ September 17, 1939.]

Poland now could stand no more, she was portioned by Germany and Russia. But the spirit with which she fought tells us that she will rise again and form a strong nation.

Hitler has now reached his aim but the peace treaty which Hitler expected to follow the fall of Poland did not take place. The allies have decided that as long as there is Hitlerism there is war.

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I took my computer into the shop for it’s annual cleaning, tune-up, and anti-virus vaccine this week, and it just happened to be on my best writing day. I don’t have WORD on my tablet, so my journal time was limited. So, I am giving you a little assignment, just for fun. Who will be brave? Sorry, I can't insert a snippit: if you want to see it, request an email.

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Richard English’s descendants fit into our family tree twice. Two young ladies married into our family.

I recall reading, I know not where, that the early colonists who owned a book or books did not list the names of their books in their wills. They just said they had a book or books and a Bible or Bibles. I have found that to be so. This will of Richard English was written in 1748; he left a specific book to his son, John. He gave the title of his book and a hint as to the author of said book. See the above paragraph, near the end.

Who can find the name of the book, the author, and for bonus kudos, approximately how many pages are in it and how much it would cost to buy it. Hint: try Abe Books for the cost. Second hint: I can’t afford it. Well, I could if I really really really wanted it, but I have my doubts if I’d be able to slog through it, so I don’t particularly want it.

I may choose Richard English’s will for “Where There’s A Will.” I’d like to follow up his descendants with a hypothesis and a question. I have a feeling that Richard English was an educated man. This, in colonial speak, means he was literate, perhaps well enough to be a clergyman, teacher, town clerk, attorney, doctor, etc. He may have studied in England, or Harvard – some place like that. If he was educated, he’d have studied the classics, perhaps several languages, the Bible, or healing. I don’t know this for sure. He did pass his husbandry tools to his son, so he could have been a farmer with a love of books. He did sign his name. If I can find his inventory, I might get a better idea. If I am correct in my assumption, did he pass this learning down to future generations?


I happen to believe that his descendant, Maud Marion English, was brought up in a genteel home, and probably was taught whatever it was that young ladies were taught in her day: piano, reading, languages, deportment, needlework, care of a household, etc. Why in the world, then, did she choose to marry H. Fenwick Holmes, son of Daniel and Charlotte: the black sheep. Maybe she saw something in him – adventure, charm, defiance - who knows what – that appealed to her. Perhaps he didn’t show his true colours until later. Perhaps he didn’t become an alcoholic until later. I’d love to know.


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If I choose this will, I have some work to do. But, I already have enough to do for now, so I’ll tuck the thought into the back of my mind for later.

That’s it for this week, folks. The only other thing I’ve been up to, besides looking up endnotes, meal preparation, sticking pins into a doily, vacuuming up Piper and Simon, and raking leaves, is that blastid book, which continually plays tricks on me. I’ll get it done, but not without losing some hair.

Thursday, November 10, 2022

I Need a Melatonin

 

Uncle Peg’s Chronicles

November 10, 2022

I Need a Melatonin

Number of pages in Outline Descendant Report: 127 (up from 126 last chronicle)

Number of pages in basic Descendant Report: 196 (up from 190 last chronicle)

 

Francis Holmes is # 1. I am now # 294. # 294, where I was last week, is still me.

Matthew Williams, Jane William’s grandson, is last at # 417, up from # 415, and his son is # ii.

#415 is now Angela Dawn Wellman.

This should change weekly, if I’m doing my job.

I am still doing my job, but mostly it’s revision and ancestral so there are fewer changes.

 

Friday night, late, upon my pillow. “Mary did you know” how many of these Ballantynes died of heart disease? Even the one who died “on the way to Bethlehem” Seattle on the train was assumed to have a heart attack, and he was a relatively young man. I wonder if Winston will like his Christmas books. Shopping rather wears me out now. I was rather excited to see that we are singing “Mary Did You Know,” even though I know one person will groan about that. I was excited because here was a song I know. Wrong. I have to unlearn the notes I’ve hummed along to for several years. How am I ever going to sing the ooos in the Shepherd’s Hornpipe? No that’s not the name of “Shepherd’s Pipe Carol,” but I call it a hornpipe. It’s so discordant and I do like that, but oh, those sharps and flats and trills. What other sources do I have to look at to compare to the details on the outline descendant report for Louisa and Robert? I’m so glad I found the Little Black Book; I had forgotten about that. How much time do I have for research before I go to practice in the morning? Oh my, but the church is going to look so lovely at the candlelight service, with a row of bells – large on the left and small on the right, from my loft perspective, with the candles reflecting on them. In front of us will be drums and guitars and amplifiers and whatnot. Where will our flautist stand? This hornpipe will be the death of me. Will we wear our gold robes or do I need to buy something to wear? I think I will take a before and after picture of my report, to show them how much I have to work on when I thought I was almost through. It’s always like that. I think I need a melatonin.

 Saturday night, late upon my pillow, was just as crazy, another melatonin night. But, enough of that.

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Lest We Forget

Above is my grandfather, Floyd Orren Holmes, son of Charles and Phoebe (McMonagle) Holmes, and grandson of Daniel and Charlotte (Hoyt) Holmes. He is with his wife, Minnie (Colpitts) Holmes. He entered the war in 1918, shortly after they married. This is not their wedding photo. I trust this week you are remembering your ancestors who served in any war – at any time or place.

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It wasn’t too long ago that I wrote about Jean Weatherbee and her husband, Gene Campbell. I finished revisiting and revising the descendants of Robert R and Sarah Louise Holmes Ballantyne – just working on getting it into tiptop book shape so I can send it off to my editors and beta readers, and took a peek at the descendants of William N and Anna C Heath Holmes. Up popped Jean and Gene again. In general, I only add the in-law’s parents and go no further back. I started looking for Gene’s parents. Nailed his mother – Bertha Deaton. Had his father as Harry Campbell 1891 – 1924. I was verifying that, and up came Clark E Campbell 1881 – 1944 as Bertha’s husband and Gene’s father. Same siblings for Gene: something wrong with this picture. Turns out that Bertha married twice, both times to a Campbell, and I see no relation between the two. (Sometimes, after a spouse died, the widow(er) married a sibling of their spouse.) Harry, the first Campbell, was actually the father of Gene, aka Eugene Thomas Campbell. That took a bit of time.

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I am also going back to those three generations of Robert and Sarah’s descendants and deleting some sources. As I work on the Family Tree Maker “book,” I learn more every time I open it. I can add sources and it’s all done for me. There are so many sources. For instance, I might find three or four sources for a marriage (or birth, or death). So, I am looking at the sources and keeping only the best one or two and deleting the rest. That takes time and a good eye. I learn my lessons. Whenever I add a new person now, I know exactly what I want, not just willy-nilly facts.

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Thursday afternoon, the 10th, I look forward to an American Ancestors’ course, “Migrations: From New England To and Through New York.” We are encouraged to send in a question. I sent one, but I forget what it is. I think it had to do with the burning of Bedford records, and what to do about it now.

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All week, on my own Facebook, I posted a paragraph from a high school essay Mum wrote in the fall of 1939, which she called “The First Month of the War.” The paragraphs were short. Someone said I was lucky to have it. You betcha. I found it in the trash, which she didn’t sort because, at the time, they don’t sort in apartments, even though the rest of us have to. Amidst the vegetable peels and used tissues, there was her essay. I learned some things from it.

 Genealogists love to unearth things – other people’s trash is often our treasure. Some of like to share things. When I put things out there, I realize that they might be shared, and I’m fine with that. If I don’t want something shared, I don’t put it on social media. Sometimes, I thank the person who shared in a personal message. What I really wish people would do is share and not copy and paste, although I don’t get all het up about it if they do c and p. If it is shared, the original poster can both get the credit, and the recipient can contact the original poster for more information. It’s one of the ways to find a “cousin.” What is most important, though, is that the information doesn’t get lost or trashed. I was surprised this week to see the “two old letters” shared via c and p.

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One thing I haven’t done this week is to chronicle something everyday. I am so caught up in my genealogy and the decisions I am making and changing and changing and changing the “book.” I say “book” because that is what the program calls it. I find it will be easier to make four books and then amalgamate them: Daniel and Charlotte; Robert and Louisa; William and Anna; and Alfred and Carrie. As each day goes by, I simplify the book more and more.

I have done what I can on ancestry for Robert and Sarah. I have reviewed my binders, sources, letters, etc. I can almost say I am done except for my initial blurb. I came upon something interesting: a newspaper article that Paula found in the San Diego Union, dated 9/16/1982. It won’t go into the notes of the book, but it did trigger a memory. I wonder if Mr. D got the help he needed, and if he persevered. I have not included his name, but he is in the Robert and Louisa line. The reason for that is that I believe his widow is still living.

“Alcoholic Cures. SACRAMENTO – Alcoholics who quit their jobs in search of a cure are entitled to unemployment benefits, a state board said yesterday.

The Unemployment Appeals Board issued this precedent-setting ruling in the case of [Mr. D], 50, who quit his job of nine years as a grocery clerk for Albertson’s food Center in Ventura and moved to Portland, Maine.

D, the board said, took his doctor’s advice for a ‘change of environment’ to stop his drinking and save his marriage, the board said.

‘Under the circumstances of this case, we cannot say that the claimant acted unreasonably, and concluded he had good cause to voluntarily quit his most recent employment,’ the board ruled.”

Koodos to Mr. D. He has my respect. What memory did that trigger?

I worked for Mr. L, who was the manager of my bank branch and who was also an alcoholic. We (the staff) watched, as time went by, as he struggled to serve as our leader. Mr. L was by far my favourite manager. Even after all that happened, he still has my respect. Even though sometimes he had obviously been nipping before we arrived in the morning. Even though he drove an old beater of a car and wore bedraggled looking suits, one of which had a hole in it. Even though we knew he kept his wife waiting before picking her up at her place of employment, because they couldn’t afford a second car. Even though he was surprised when told that we all knew, and was surprised at how much we still cared for and respected him.

One day, a client of the bank dropped a small sample pack of Viagra on the floor, and we tellers found it. Had a laugh, and then I took it in to Mr. L, who also laughed, and stuck it in his drawer, just in case said unknown client came looking for it. Mr. L said to me, “I wonder what they will think when they come in to clean out my drawers.” My chuckles immediately turned to foreboding, as I knew what he meant. And come in they did; they took him out to lunch and he never came back. Well, he probably did, for the cleaning out of the drawers, but after all of us had left for the day.

Part of his severance package included a month’s stay at the local rehab center, which was not mandatory but highly recommended, both by his higher-ups and his wife. I was told that she agreed to stay with him as long as he sought help and gave up alcohol for good. She loved him, and he loved her. It was obvious. He did his stint at the rehab center. Whilst there, he wrote a letter to be read at a meeting, and in that letter, he said the four words that we knew, but he needed to say: “I am an alcoholic.”

He and his wife moved to western Canada. They both got good jobs, and he corresponded with a couple of my coworkers for years afterward. Last I heard, he was still clean.

And that is why Mr. D’s brief story resonates with me. He did what he felt he had to do: appealed his case, left his job, and moved far away. He fought for himself and won for alcoholics who decide to help themselves, at least in California. I hope his story ended well, for it was a difficult thing to do. I know: not from personal experience; but from watching a friend sink, hit rock bottom, and climb back up.

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Tomorrow is Remembrance Day in Canada; Veterans Day in the USA. I remember, and think of those who now serve. To me, it is unthinkable that there is another war going on. Soldiers and civilians are serving, being injured, and dying in Ukraine and Russia in what seems to me to be an unjust, unnecessary war.

“For the Fallen”

By Robert Laurence Binyon

“They shall not grow old, as we that are left grow old:

Age shall not worry them, nor the years condemn.

At the going down of the sun and in the morning

We will remember them.”

 

Thursday, November 3, 2022

Did He Die, or Did He Abandon His Family?

 

Uncle Peg’s Chronicles

November 3, 2022

Did He Die, or Did He Abandon His Family?

(Curious minds want to know.)

Number of pages in Outline Descendant Report: 126 (up from 126 last chronicle)

Number of pages in basic Descendant Report: 190 (up from 190 last chronicle)

 

Francis Holmes is # 1. I am now # 294. # 294, where I was last week, is now Raymond Gayle MacKillop.

Matthew Williams, Jane William’s grandson, is last at # 415, up from # 415, and his son is # ii.

#415 is now Elizabeth McCargo.

This should change weekly, if I’m doing my job.

 The stats did not change. I was doing my job, but I was doing collateral ancestral lines. Those individuals won’t show on the descendant chart for Francis Holmes.

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 I get a weekly email from American Ancestors with announcements of upcoming events, as well as a survey. The survey for over a week ago was “are you member of a particular family group website?” Of course, I said yes. As I read the results of the survey and the comments, I decided they probably meant an official group. A website that you pay to join. A website where you need to prove your pedigree.

 Nothing that fancy. We haven’t an executive, a budget, an exclusive right to join. We are just us – Holmes and friends. I don’t suppose my one misplaced vote will make too much difference. I’m so grateful for each one of you who travels this journey with me, whether you struggle along with my research journals or not.

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 I am deep, deep into the last wills, testaments, obstacles, inventories, and distributions of Richard and Sarah (Grant) Holmes. Richard Holmes is the son of our immigrant ancestor, our many times grand-uncle. I do not have a fitting conclusion, although I will come up with something. I read, in “Norwalk,” page 103, “In old times the husband controlled the wife’s property. The estate that Richard Holmes left Mehitable Warner fell finally to Joseph Olmsted, Jr. See Norwalk Land Records, Vol. VII, folio 256.” I cannot locate these records; it seems I would needs go to a Family History Centre, one of which used to be located in Moncton but is no longer. They removed most centres as many of their records are now digitized and available. Not this one.

That is not what Richard Holmes stipulated in his will, although he did leave much to Mehitabel, his wife’s niece whom he raised. And it is not what the Prerogative Court ordered, which was definitely not what Richard Holmes requested. So, although I am not satisfied with my conclusion, for the time being, it will have to do. It’s important to me, but not enough reason to travel to Salt Lake City. Perhaps the document will make it to the web in time, and the end of the story will change.

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I am also continuing on with the members of the Louisa, William and Carrie families. I began this week with Anna Columbia Heath Holmes, wife of William Nelson Holmes, pictured on the left. Besides it being a nice, clear photo of her, why do you think I like it? (Photo snatched from Find A Grave.)


Some of you may recall that Anna’s father set out on the train to seek his fortune in the California Gold Rush, c 1852. The family never heard from him again. Was he ambushed on the way, or is there more to his story? In Ancestry’s list of items to consider whether or not they pertain to James Sullivan Heath (the shaky leaves), they show two records: one of a James Heath and one of a Sullivan Heath. What I wonder is, do they pertain to our James Sullivan Heath, or someone else with those names? Did he die, or did he abandon his family and start a new life?

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 The record below was at Minnesota, US, Territorial and State Censuses, 1849 – 1905. It states that he was born about 1825 in Maine, and resides on 1 May, 1885, in Springvale, Isanti, Minnesota, USA.

 The other is US, Returns from Military Posts, 1806 – 1906. Sullivan Heath resided in August, 1863, in California. Mentions Military – Camp Morris, San Bernadino, California.

 Commissioned Officers accounted for by name.

#2 Sullivan Heath, 2nd Lieut . . . Camp Morris . . . monthly return of Troops. Last Eleven days of August 1863.

 I know that Fen tried to find out the rest of James Sullivan Heath’s story, but these sources would not have been online in his day. I never saw it when I researched him earlier. The Maine State Archives of Sumner, Maine, documented his death as occurring in 1852. My wonder: did they do that so Mrs. Heath could marry, second, Windham Pinkham in 1863? Did they know?

 Those of you who research the William Holmes and Anna Heath line might be as curious as I am about this. It might be a good idea to search the newspapers of the day in Minnesota and California.

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 I certainly enjoyed my post Halloween scroll and seeing all your littles and not so littles dressed up – some cute, some scary. Here is my Winston the Pooh with his Daddy, wondering what to make of it all.



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 I received my article back from the editor of “Generations,” with one request: more citation endnotes, if you please. It’s always best to footnote or endnote as you go. Took me an hour and I hope they are right and plentiful enough. He said it was a “good article.” He’s a man of few words, rather serious, and the calming influence on the directors of the board. I take his two words as my pat on the back.

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It is November, writing month. I made no commitments, but I plan to finish up my current “Where There’s A Will” for Richard Holmes, which still looks like a semi-organized information dump. He’s #3. Who will #4 be? I don’t know yet, but I have a couple of ideas. “Blingy shoes and lightning” for one, and “Couple felled by malignant dysentery” for another. Or, perhaps someone else will pop into my hook, line, and sinker view.

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