Happy 2010 to all of you–and on to the second decade of this century!
The first has been full of many happy moments and a few sad ones as well–we experienced two beautiful weddings, added two delightful daughter-in-laws to our family, and share the joy of four engaging grandchildren. We lost a sister (in-law) and mother (in-law) during this decade. We have visited the countries of our ancestors and in the process deepened relationships with cousins and made new friends who will always be a part of our lives and our hearts.
(Graphic courtesy of graphics-fairy.com)
The gift I received for Christmas for genealogical purposes is a copy of Fashionable Folks Hairstyles 1840-1900 by Maureen Alice Taylor. I found Maureen’s earlier book, Uncovering Your Ancestry through Family Photographs, very helpful–and I expect this one will be, too.
Merry Christmas to you and your loved ones. May you be enjoying a wonderful day!
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There are several notable December dates in my family, including birthdays, an engagement, and deaths. Time permitting, I’ll try to get all of them posted this month. This December 17, my dad, Kenneth Bly, would have been 90 years old.
Dad was a Missouri native, born in Kansas City and a graduate of the Missouri School of Mines and Metallurgy. He met my mother while he was working in Detroit, and they lived in several Midwestern states.
Dad had a curious mind and loved to discover how things worked. One of his childhood experiments involved setting his mother’s silverware end to end to have it act as a conductor while it was attached to the front doorbell–its success was measured by the shock one of the neighborhood girls got when pressing the doorbell. He would be so taken with the today’s technology–he’d have loved the internet, iPhones, digital cameras, and GPS systems; and I think he would have been tickled to find himself featured on a blog.
I’m rapidly running out of tombstone photos, but I remembered this one in an album of my husband’s mother. It is the tombstone of her grandmother, Berit (Bertha) Anania Jensen Nelson. Berit was the daughter of Erik Jensen and Gjertrud Gulliksdatter, both born in Valdres, Oppland, Norway. Berit was born in Manitwoc County, Wisconsin.
Berit married Knut Nelson 21 May 1877, and she is listed as “Berit Erikson” in the marriage registry. She and Knut were parents to ten children, nine sons and one daughter and farmed in Franklin Township, Kewaunee County, Wisconsin. In the photo of her tombstone, there are farm buildings evident in the background. It may be the Nelson farm, as Knut donated property adjacent to their farm to the Franklin Norwegian Cemetery, which is the location of Berit’s tombstone in the photo. Berit and Knut’s son is also listed on the tombstone.
The inscription reads:
Mar 13, 1859 - June 26, 1909
Nov 14, 1848
Jan 29, 1879 – Feb 27, 1904
I believe that my Redeemer liveth.
Today’s content is a bit of a departure from my usual Tuesday fare in that I’m posting information on two unrelated topics. The first I thought was important enough to post a link to it:
10 Must Read Copyright Articles for Photographers
I was drawn to these textures when they were posted today. It may have something to do with the whopper winter storm bearing down on us– hopefully, I’ll get some photos up tomorrow.
BittBox has posted this beautiful winter texture and more on his site today: get Grunge Frost
2009 Gingerbread House Decorating
The little grands all did a wonderful job of creating their houses this year. They certainly have different approaches and decorating styles–the girls were very meticulous in the placement of their candies, while the boy-o found that flinging them at the frosted roof worked quite well. Everybody got sticky and gooey, but that’s half the fun.
It’s been a nice activity to engage in after the Thanksgiving meal when the table is being cleared and there’s still more football to watch. We’ve done this for the past four years, and I like to think that it’s now a tradition that all of the kids look forward to.
I don’t know whether this stein came from Germany-Poland or not. It was last in the possession of my great aunt, so at one time it belonged to her parents and grandparents who immigrated to the US in the 1880s. But these ancestors were also in the saloon business in Detroit before and after prohibition. Okay–and during–have you ever found a “confectionary shop” for a place of work in the 1930 census?
So, perhaps the stein was something they brought when the family immigrated to the United States. Or might it be some sort of barware left from the saloons? I’l love to hear from anyone who has any clues.