As I was starting to do research on my DAR line, I found a distant cousin who happened to be putting in her paperwork on the exact same ancestor, Nathaniel Brittain.
Wendy just recently started her own genealogy blog, Shaking Leaves: My Adventures in Genealogy, and I think you should head on over there and welcome her. She has a lot of cool cowboys in her family tree!
I don’t yet know the exact connection of these people. Apparently, as the article states, the woman who married is the daughter of Nicholas Cossaboon’s cousin. Nicholas Cossaboon was my husband’s great grandfather. Looking at the info I currently have, I think that this Elizabeth Stowe who died may have been a sister to Nicholas Cossaboon’s mother, Mary Ann Clevenger. I will have to do more searching to find proof. I thought that it was an interesting article. It must have been a very tiring day.
This was published in the Millville Evening News, Millville, NJ on February 21, 1908.
FUNERAL, BIRTHDAY AND WEDDING
All in Same House in One Day – Miss Brown the Bride of Mr. Biggs.
It was a busy time at the home of Mr. and Mrs. Harry Brown, of 600 South Second street. At eleven o’clock in the morning Mrs. Elizabeth Stowe, wife of Thomas Stowe and a grandmother of the bride, was buried from her daughter’s residence, Rev. Willis Reeves officiating. Before Mrs. Stowe died it was her request that the wedding take place; hence at 8:30 o’clock in the evening Mr. George Biggs, Jr. was united in marriage with Miss Elizabeth Brown. It being also the bride’s birthday, it will be a day long to be remembered by all the relatives. Mr. Jesse Biggs acted as best man, Miss Ruby Powell, maid of honor, while little Mary Ayrer was very cute as a flower girl. The guests were:
Mr. and Mrs. George Biggs, parents of the groom, Mrs. Hattie Ayrer, Clarence Ayrer and Mr. And Mrs. Edward Felts, all relatives of the groom; Mr. and Mrs. Harry Brown, parents of the bride, and Rev. Nicholas Van Cossaboon, of Cedarbrook, a cousin of the bride’s mother; Mr. and Mrs Frank Guiffrs, Miss Lillian Pepper, Mr. and Mrs. Willis Johnson, Mr. and Mrs. Roy Hopkins, Mr. and Mrs. George M Jones, Miss Clara Jones, Miss Sara Wright, miss Rosella Garrison, Harry W. Brown, Jr., Mr. and Mrs. John Bale, Mr. and Mrs. Joseph Loper, Mr. and Mrs. Heisler Silvers, Miss Laura Powell, Mr. and Mrs. Howard Loper.
After the wedding a collation was served in the dining room. Rev. Magee of the Second M.E. Church of this city performed the wedding ceremony.
The News extends its congratulations and best wishes for many happy years of wedded life to the newly married couple.
My grandmother, Eleanore, was born in Seattle, WA. Her older sister Elvy was born in Sweden though and kept more of the Swedish traditions than my grandma did.
This is a picture of Elvy Bergman from the Seattle Times, August 6, 1934. Her future husband, Gunnar Kollen, is also in this picture. 🙂
Week 3: Cars. What was your first car? Describe the make, model and color, but also any memories you have of the vehicle. You can also expand on this topic and describe the car(s) your parents drove and any childhood memories attached to it.
52 Weeks of Personal Genealogy & History by Amy Coffin is a series of weekly blogging prompts (one for each week of 2011) that invite genealogists and others to record memories and insights about their own lives for future descendants. You do not have to be a blogger to participate. If you do not have a genealogy blog, write down your memories on your computer, or simply record them on paper and keep them with your files.
I don’t think I have any pictures of my first car. It wasn’t anything to brag about. I was thankful to have something of my own to drive though. I can’t even remember what type of car it was. It was a 1978 and it was a huge green boat of a car. It had belonged to my Grandpa, Ed Thompson. Soon after that, I began driving another big car, this one a cream-colored 4-door Chevy Nova. Not super-exciting either. When I left for the Air Force, I was carless for a couple of years. It kept me in shape!
Since I have nothing exciting to write about my own vehicles, I thought that I’d focus this post on my Grandpa Don Sanchez. He was an auto mechanic and had an obvious love of cars. The majority of the pictures I have of him include a car. He had his own mechanic shop for a number of years. I think that I need to read up on cars a bit – I might have an easier time dating some of these pictures!
I found this picture among these things. My mom had said that she thought it was the place he owned with his brother, Floyd. Unfortunately, all I can read of the sign is “ARAGE”. Not very helpful. 🙂
In this one though, I can read “Burien Service Associates”. A clue. There is another small sign behind the car, but I can’t read it.
And this, I believe is one of my Grandpa’s nephews. I thought the Indian on the car was interesting.
And I wonder where he is in this picture. Doesn’t it look like he might be on a track or field of some sort. Those are a lot of steps behind him.
Even though I have no idea what any of them are, I like looking at them! 🙂
This post has nothing to do with my own family history. I’m just naturally drawn to cemeteries, as many genealogists are.
Bonaventure Cemetery is very beautiful. The interesting old gravestones and hanging Spanish moss make it different than most.
This particular gravestone, of a little girl named Grace Watson, touched me.
She was only 6 when she died on a pneumonia in 1889. Her father was the manager of a big hotel and she was a favorite of many of the guests. When a sculptor named John Walz came to town, Grace’s father had this gravestone carved from a photograph of his little girl.
I guess it just gets me, because it’s not often that you can actually “see” the person as you’re walking through the cemetery. Have you ever come across a gravestone like this before?
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