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. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . and other interesting places. Heather Wilkinson Rojohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17704949156266722016noreply@blogger.comBlogger3412125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3533717770805440813.post-38003850623975181282024-03-18T00:30:00.000-07:002024-03-18T16:27:18.207-07:00Votes for Women! The White Farm in Concord, New Hampshire<p> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUVJZsF3wYYOehhUNGZ61nhtDH70iz9NgLU4fJdm05M_UddpuLAVz4ieUK50SmAmrkqkH8d-bkIJGL1vx6AGsDPBu0S6X2RmBmThY2dEUHgDCGx2q3ZfQ2p1ovgvQQe6XMD72rM5qgv-NfCWAqAIJ2fG-b84tZH52WQx5E1dHrw9KH7KWFLqYVAY7Tm2aZ/s640/IMG_0237.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="480" data-original-width="640" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUVJZsF3wYYOehhUNGZ61nhtDH70iz9NgLU4fJdm05M_UddpuLAVz4ieUK50SmAmrkqkH8d-bkIJGL1vx6AGsDPBu0S6X2RmBmThY2dEUHgDCGx2q3ZfQ2p1ovgvQQe6XMD72rM5qgv-NfCWAqAIJ2fG-b84tZH52WQx5E1dHrw9KH7KWFLqYVAY7Tm2aZ/w640-h480/IMG_0237.jpg" width="640" /></a></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">National Votes for Women Trail</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Road to the 19th Amendment</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Home of Armenia S. and </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Nathaniel White, social</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">reformers and founders</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">of New Hampshire Woman</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Suffrage Association 1868.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">William C. Pomeroy Foundation 2022</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> Learn more at</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> nvwt.org</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhA_lejF31WkdzHKh7JXmlMs-djrVBhjWmPX_oyb0yBdq7-J0u5vO5GJP61A_uBh9aXiM0wg6NLla6yM0N1ffU8-KVrNfn2UUd1cs16bAQ-26YtVl_kO9MV3zGFeEcilvQlV_qDwTWYmxLB0ZMEAdh8tswLKY8IN9LRFTn7wTlRTGvDE4GSdeUe3bvqC61A/s640/IMG_0240.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="480" data-original-width="640" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhA_lejF31WkdzHKh7JXmlMs-djrVBhjWmPX_oyb0yBdq7-J0u5vO5GJP61A_uBh9aXiM0wg6NLla6yM0N1ffU8-KVrNfn2UUd1cs16bAQ-26YtVl_kO9MV3zGFeEcilvQlV_qDwTWYmxLB0ZMEAdh8tswLKY8IN9LRFTn7wTlRTGvDE4GSdeUe3bvqC61A/w400-h300/IMG_0240.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">View of the entrance to White Farm</div><br />We recently visited the White Farm in Concord, New Hampshire for the New Hampshire Surplus store, which is open on Mondays. This is a fun place to find all sorts of office equipment and government supplies, and to also find bins full of items confiscated by the TSA agents at airports (pocket knives, electronics, snow globes, baseball bats, tools, etc.) as well as things abandoned at airports (books, water bottles, wheelchairs, leg braces, glasses, and other oddities). I noticed a new sign in front of the entrance, or rather a new sign to me since the pandemic. I was excited to read about the family that once lived here, but I also wanted to learn more about the sign. Who was the NVWT? What was this "National Votes for Women Trail"? What is the William C. Pomeroy Foundation? <div><br /></div><div>First I tackled the White family. I googled and searched for more information on Armeia S. and Nathaniel White. This property on Clinton Street was their dairy farm, but they also had a fine mansion downtown, and White Park is named for them. </div><div><br /></div><div>Armenia Smith Aldrich (November 1, 1817 - May 7, 1916) was born in Mendon, Massachusetts to John Aldrich and Harriet Smith. If you are interested in her ancestry, read the "<i>Cow Hampshire</i>" or the Wikipedia articles listed below. She was descended from many colonial families, including Edward Doty, Francis Cooke, and Stephen Hopkins of the Mayflower. She married Nathaniel White and lived in Concord, where Nathaniel had a stage coach business. Armenia was very interested in reform and progressive movements, including abolition, sufferage, and temperance. She was elected the first president of the NH Woman's Christian Temperance Union and the first president of the NH Woman Suffrage Association. </div><div><br /></div><div>Nathaniel White (February 7, 1811 - October 2, 1880) owned a stage coach business, and later a railroad entrepreneur. He was also interested in progressive ideas and was instrumental in the NH Asylum for the Insane (just down the road from his farm), the NH State Reform School, the Orphanage in Franklin, and the Home for the Aged in Concord. His farm was originally over 400 acres. He served in the NH state legislature, and ran for governor in 1875 for the Prohibition Party. </div><div><br /></div><div>Children of Armeia and Nathaniel White:</div><div>1. John A (1838 - 1899)</div><div>2. Armenia E. (b. 1847 and married Horatio Hobbs)</div><div>3. Lizzie H. (b. 1849 and married Charles H. Newhall)</div><div>4. Annie F. (1852 - 1865)</div><div>5. Nathaniel, Jr. (1855 - 1904)</div><div>6. Selden F. (b. 1857 and died young)</div><div>7. Benjamin C. (b. 1861)</div><div><br /></div><div>In researching this signpost, I learned about the National Votes for Women Trail, which is part of the National Collaborative for Women's History Sites. The link below has an interactive map with over two thousand sites. Many of these sites are in New England, and many of those are in New Hampshire! Who knew? </div><div><br /></div><div>The signpost also mentions the William C. Pomeroy Foundation, which helps "communities celebrate and preserve their history" according to their website (see the link below). Their signage program began in 2006 to place historical markers in NY state. Then the foundation expanded across the country with grants for historical markers in 48 states. <p><br /></p><p>For the truly curious:</p><p>"<i>Cow Hampshire</i>" blog article on Armenia White: <a href="https://www.cowhampshireblog.com/2015/03/24/new-hampshires-leading-suffragist-civil-leader-and-philanthropist-armenia-s-aldrich-white-1817-1916/"><span style="color: #cc0000;">https://www.cowhampshireblog.com/2015/03/24/new-hampshires-leading-suffragist-civil-leader-and-philanthropist-armenia-s-aldrich-white-1817-1916/</span></a> </p><p>Armeia S. White Wikipedia article: <a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Armenia_S._White"><span style="color: #cc0000;">https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Armenia_S._White</span></a> </p><p>Nathaniel White Wikipedia article: <a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nathaniel_White_(businessman)"><span style="color: #cc0000;">https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nathaniel_White_(businessman)</span></a> </p><p>NH Historical Society on Armenia White <a href="https://www.nhhistory.org/object/313471/white-armenia-s-1817-1916"><span style="color: #cc0000;">https://www.nhhistory.org/object/313471/white-armenia-s-1817-1916</span></a> </p><p>NH Surplus - White Farm, 144 Clinton Street, Concord, NH <a href="https://www.das.nh.gov/purchasing/white-farm.aspx"><span style="color: #cc0000;">https://www.das.nh.gov/purchasing/white-farm.aspx</span></a> </p><p>NH Women's Foundation article on this historical marker: <a href="https://nhwomensfoundation.org/2022/08/11/armenia-white-marker-added-to-the-new-hampshire-womens-heritage-trail"><span style="color: #cc0000;">https://nhwomensfoundation.org/2022/08/11/armenia-white-marker-added-to-the-new-hampshire-womens-heritage-trail</span></a>/ </p><p>The National Votes for Women Trail: <a href="https://ncwhs.org/votes-for-women-trail/"><span style="color: #cc0000;">https://ncwhs.org/votes-for-women-trail/</span></a> </p><p>The William C. Pomeroy Foundation: <a href="https://www.wgpfoundation.org/"><span style="color: #cc0000;">https://www.wgpfoundation.org/</span></a> </p><p>-----------------------</p><p><b>To cite/link to this blog post: </b>Heather Wilkinson Rojo, "Votes for Women! The White Farm in Concord, New Hampshire", <i>Nutfield Genealogy, </i>posted March 18, 2024, ( <span>https://nutfieldgenealogy.blogspot.com/2024/03/votes-for-women-white-farm-in-concord.html: accessed [access date]). </span></p></div>Heather Wilkinson Rojohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17704949156266722016noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3533717770805440813.post-43636250940636691922024-03-11T00:00:00.000-07:002024-03-11T00:00:00.136-07:00Albert Hoogerzeil (1845 - 1920) rescues a drowning man - 1896 Newsclipping<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1hSMxelj9Od21WHX4cZA85Zrx096CjhwBmV37T7wuMWKb5SzNxhHfY1rYRoz1JMYI2bcti0IXaeA269ogp_D6Hc3SrtTdd7r2D-7uCEwdQS5w4pNHbYCXfDAq8Oo_yRLsbERBDMDwPD-SPk2OLrIt1p0XNRlY_cQ1d0uqhpalK82mCQWC4EBx5oO8Ykp8/s1238/Albert%20Hoogerzeil%20Boston%20Globe%2014%20Jan%201896%20page%207.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1238" data-original-width="775" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1hSMxelj9Od21WHX4cZA85Zrx096CjhwBmV37T7wuMWKb5SzNxhHfY1rYRoz1JMYI2bcti0IXaeA269ogp_D6Hc3SrtTdd7r2D-7uCEwdQS5w4pNHbYCXfDAq8Oo_yRLsbERBDMDwPD-SPk2OLrIt1p0XNRlY_cQ1d0uqhpalK82mCQWC4EBx5oO8Ykp8/w400-h640/Albert%20Hoogerzeil%20Boston%20Globe%2014%20Jan%201896%20page%207.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p><i>Boston Globe</i>, Boston, Massachusetts, 14 January 1896, page 7. </p><p><i>BEVERLY MAN'S BRAVE ACT</i></p><p><i>--------------</i></p><p><i>Albert Hoogerzeil Risks His Own Life to </i></p><p><i>Rescue a drowning Neighbor.</i></p><p><i>Beverly, January 14- A narrow escape from drowning of a Beverly man and a heroic rescue by another is reported this morning.</i></p><p><i>It seems that William Bennett, while spearing for eels through the ice in the harbor, broke through and was in great danger of drowning, as, on account of his heavy clothes, he was unable to swim. His cries for assistance were heard by Albert Hoogerzeil, who was fishing from a dory about a half a mile away from the drowning man. Mr. Hoogerzeil rowed with all possible speed to the scene. At the risk of his own life, he forced his boat through the broken ice and reached Bennett, just as he was sinking for the last time.</i></p><p><i>He dragged him into the boat and devoted some little time in resuscitating him. Mr. Bennett was thoroughly chilled and was in great danger of succumbing, but Mr. Hoogerzeil took the clothing off his own back to aid in restoring warmth to the chilled man until he reached the shore and secured assistance.</i></p><p><i>It is understood that steps will be taken to bring the brave rescue to the attention of the Humane Society with a view that a medal may be secured for Mr. Hoogerzeil in recognition of his courageous act.</i></p><p>-----------------</p><p>One of my ancestral family names is Hoogerzeil. I'm lucky because my 7th great grandfather, Ocker Bruins Hoogerseijl (1663 - 1749) of Krimpen aan de Lek, near Rotterdam in the Netherlands, made up his own surname when patronyms started going out of fashion in his home country. He was a commander of a whaling ship, and his name "Hoogerzeil" translates to "High Sails". Every person ever named Hoogerzeil or Hogerzeil has turned out to be one of his descendants. </p><p>Ocker Bruins Hoogersijl's great great grandson, Peter Hoogerzil (1803 - 1889) was a stowawy from Rotterdam to Salem, Massachusetts in the 1820s. He settled in Beverly, across the harbor from Salem, where he married Eunice Stone in 1828. She was supposedly the daughter of the sea captain of the ship in which Peter was a stowawy. I know that Eunice's father, Josiah Stone (1763 - 1848) was a commander of ships in Salem, so there may be some truth to this family myth!</p><p>Peter Hoogerzeil and Eunice Stone had six children: Lucy Ann, born 1832; Simeon, born 1839; Peter, born 1841; William, born 1843; Albert Stone, born 1845; and Edmund, born 1847. Peter, Jr, is my great great grandfather. Albert, his brother, and the hero of the story in the 1896 Boston Globe article, is my 3rd great uncle. </p><p>Albert Hoogerzeil was a mariner in the United States Navy 1862 through 1864 during the Civil War. He served aboard the <i>USS Vermont</i>, the <i>USS Western World</i>, and with the Potomac Flotilla. Back home in Beverly he was a shoemaker and a fisherman. At age 53 he married Mary Gaffney, born about 1859 in Ireland, on 15 December 1898 in Beverly. It was his first and only marriage. They had no children. </p><p>For the truly curious:</p><p>A 2014 blog post about the Hoogerzeil Family plot in the Central Cemetery in Beverly: <a href="https://nutfieldgenealogy.blogspot.com/2014/11/tombstone-tuesday-hoogerzeil-in-beverly.html"><span style="color: #cc0000;">https://nutfieldgenealogy.blogspot.com/2014/11/tombstone-tuesday-hoogerzeil-in-beverly.html</span></a> </p><p>A 2018 blog post for Surname Saturday on my Hoogerzeil lineage: <a href="https://nutfieldgenealogy.blogspot.com/2018/03/surname-saturday-hoogerzeil-of-holland.htm"><span style="color: #cc0000;">https://nutfieldgenealogy.blogspot.com/2018/03/surname-saturday-hoogerzeil-of-holland.htm</span></a>l </p><p>-------------------------</p><p><b>To cite/link to this blog post: </b>Heather Wilkinson Rojo, "Albert Hoogerzeil (1845 - 1920) rescues a drowning man - 1896 Newsclipping", <i>Nutfield Genealogy, </i>posted March 11, 2024, ( <span>https://nutfieldgenealogy.blogspot.com/2024/03/albert-hoogerzeil-1845-1920-rescues.html: accessed [access date]). </span></p>Heather Wilkinson Rojohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17704949156266722016noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3533717770805440813.post-66012084714329670072024-03-04T00:00:00.000-08:002024-03-04T00:00:00.138-08:00Look what I found on online! A Golden Wedding Announcement for a wedding 110 years ago! <p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsz1fq0bpI8eEDivPyaDvFuNkDxb5zQ2q-DQz8ZC6Wsw66QCCFeLLIW4kF2PjA5xlGZtFSMkrwzpbvqASE5kq7tgUbCi1vYBUV-bm0NuWenERxABn-Nn3N5LUCJH2eJWjLAFuvm7Rax3N8gXxAtqWYK2CoQDyXAGpZaT77z8EApzWleH1qQS8hiWirnwyW/s1910/Hilda%20and%20Herbert%20Pogson%2050th%20anniversary.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1910" data-original-width="819" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsz1fq0bpI8eEDivPyaDvFuNkDxb5zQ2q-DQz8ZC6Wsw66QCCFeLLIW4kF2PjA5xlGZtFSMkrwzpbvqASE5kq7tgUbCi1vYBUV-bm0NuWenERxABn-Nn3N5LUCJH2eJWjLAFuvm7Rax3N8gXxAtqWYK2CoQDyXAGpZaT77z8EApzWleH1qQS8hiWirnwyW/w274-h640/Hilda%20and%20Herbert%20Pogson%2050th%20anniversary.jpg" width="274" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p>From <i><b>The Daily Item</b></i>, Lynn, Massachusetts, Tuesday, February 18, 1964, page 15</p><p>----------------------------------</p><p><i>The Item Salutes Today</i></p><p><i>Ex-Stiles St. Couple Note 50th Anniversary</i></p><p><i>Marking Golden Anniversary are former West Lynn residents, Mr. and Mrs. Herbert Pogson. The couple is celebrating 50 years of marriage today at their home, 738 54th Ave. North, St. Petersburg, Fla. Mr. Pogson retired from General Electric Co. River Works in 1952.</i></p><p><i>(This is the 1360th Greater Lynn couple to be saluted by The Item for having attained a half centry or more of married life. A handsom illuminated scroll suitable for framing, with the name and marriage date of the couple will be present to them by The Item. Greater Lynn residents are invited to submit the names of other couples about to observe their golden wedding day.)</i></p><p><i>A former West Lynn couple, Mr. and Mrs. Herbert Pogson, now residing at 738 54th Ave. North, St. Petersburg, Fla., are today celebrating their gold wedding anniversary.</i></p><p><i>Mr. and Mrs. Pogson, who lived 40 years at 31 Stiles St., West Lynn, were married in All Soul's Church in England, Feb. 18, 1914. Natives of Leeds, England, they came to this country shortly after their marriage.</i></p><p><i>They have been residing in Folorida since Mr. Pogson's retirement in 1952 from the General Electric Co. River Works, where he had been employed 37 years as a tool and die maker. Now they return annually to visit their family and spend the Summer at Alton Bay, N.H.</i></p><p><i>There are four children, Mrs. George Davis and Arthur Pogson, both of Saugus; Miss Beatrice Pogson, who resides with them in St. Petersburg; Mrs. Ernest Tarbox of Millbury and four grandchildren. </i></p><p>----------------------------------------</p><p>My great aunt Hilda Mary Pogson was my grandmother's sister. She was the eldest of three children of John Peter Bawden Roberts (1865 - 1925) and Emma Frances Warren (1865 - 1927). Hilda was born 14 May 1891 in Leeds, Yorkshire, England, and she died 1 July 1990 in Marlborough, Massachusetts. Hilda and Herbert Pogson were first cousins. Herbert's mother, Sarah Anne Roberts was the sister to John Roberts. Herbert was born 6 August 1889 in Leeds, and died 11 January 1971 in St. Petersburg, Florida. </p><p>This is the All Soul's Hood Memorial Church where they were married. My grandmother wrote about this church in her diary. She loved the church and all its social events including Sunday school, the "Needle Brigade" which made things to sell in the church bazaar, and the Girls Friendly Society. This church is still standing in Leeds. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1Tjm294kKeEO13kAP2Z5Q9bVm6wUWn-AUuSUY0-R5BXPYzc5PfqxqCqq5ANNlY1KwT4v6JNmUMnHVKbvJlGqQK61i0xqHnfCC2uRWfW04mjzHwzB3IB5iVCbiddC8NazfmBar_NZidcWdjV4-EqLNEqvE4w_4lhyphenhyphenD3Y17pqNkGov5uAnGdJC7jO0CuQhJ/s500/All%20Souls%20after%201907.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="289" data-original-width="500" height="231" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1Tjm294kKeEO13kAP2Z5Q9bVm6wUWn-AUuSUY0-R5BXPYzc5PfqxqCqq5ANNlY1KwT4v6JNmUMnHVKbvJlGqQK61i0xqHnfCC2uRWfW04mjzHwzB3IB5iVCbiddC8NazfmBar_NZidcWdjV4-EqLNEqvE4w_4lhyphenhyphenD3Y17pqNkGov5uAnGdJC7jO0CuQhJ/w400-h231/All%20Souls%20after%201907.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">All Soul's Church 1907</div><br /><p>Herbert's parents owned a drapery store in Armsley, a section of Leeds. In my grandmother's diary she wrote <i>"I remember going over there when I was a little girl. We used to visit them. And I loved to go in the store and my uncle would let me measure the ribbons and I thought that wonderful. It was quite a nice store and they sold a lot of lovely things and they had five girls and just this one boy, Herbert."</i> Herbert came to Boston in 1911 aboard the ship <i>Franconia</i>, and on the ship manifest he listed his occupation as "mechanic", his father as "Mr. Pogson" and his address as "Ramsey House, Hill Lane, Armsley, Leeds". He also appeared on the ships manifest of the <i>Bohemian</i> on 18 March 1914 (one month after his marriage) with his wife Hilda, and the port of arrival was Boston. </p><p>Some time before 1915 Hilda and Herbert came to Massachusetts and lived at 60 Colon Street in Beverly, Massachusetts. In 1915 Hilda's parents, brother and sister all came to the United States and lived at 7 Dearborn Avenue, a few blocks from Hilda and Herbert's house. In 1917 the Pogson family removed to nearby Saugus, Massachusetts. </p><p>I have found several other ship's manifests showing Herbert visiting England in 1920 (with his wife and two small children- Dorothy age 4, and Hilda age 2), 1949, 1957 and 1960. </p><p>Herbert died in St. Petersburg, Florida in 1971and is buried in Memorial Park Cemetery. When she was widowed Hilda moved from St. Petersburg back to Massachusetts where she lived at her daughter's house until she went to the Bolton Manor Nursing Home in Marlborough. She died there in 1990 and is buried next to Herbert in St. Petersburg. I remember visiting with Herbert and Hilda when I was a small child, and I loved to hear them talking in their Yorkshire accents, like my grandmother. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEVxryFLquk8TMwC1uXJxdYxONSz6Ob2yGu_Qrqhl-cHclUZPXbLY7rdMnBQ_OLnBGmX7y0Lb0kalxdnJxaJDD17srxAss2uem9w33vggL_WrIX4K4RZ9SODMl2ZAfyPupc_yOzvpi-M9jaNuO4b4cT0ipCh4PS5dC5qSELsoQqy9KixLrL5W2asbhyjWI/s1129/Hilda,%20Dorothy,%20Bertha%20Tarbox,%20Bertha%20Wilkinson,%20Beatty%20-%20Copy.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1129" data-original-width="1109" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEVxryFLquk8TMwC1uXJxdYxONSz6Ob2yGu_Qrqhl-cHclUZPXbLY7rdMnBQ_OLnBGmX7y0Lb0kalxdnJxaJDD17srxAss2uem9w33vggL_WrIX4K4RZ9SODMl2ZAfyPupc_yOzvpi-M9jaNuO4b4cT0ipCh4PS5dC5qSELsoQqy9KixLrL5W2asbhyjWI/w393-h400/Hilda,%20Dorothy,%20Bertha%20Tarbox,%20Bertha%20Wilkinson,%20Beatty%20-%20Copy.jpg" width="393" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Photo from the 1970s - from left to right</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Hilda (looking at the camera), her eldest daughter Dorothy May, her daughter Hilda Bertha, my grandmother Bertha Louise, and in front is Hilda's youngest daughter Beatrice. </div><br /><p>---------------------------</p><p><b>To cite/link to this blog post: </b>Heather Wilkinson Rojo, "Look what I found on online! A Golden Wedding Announcement for a wedding 110 years ago!", <i>Nutfield Genealogy, </i>posted March 4, 2024, ( <span>https://nutfieldgenealogy.blogspot.com/2024/03/look-what-i-found-on-online-golden.html: accessed [access date]). </span></p>Heather Wilkinson Rojohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17704949156266722016noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3533717770805440813.post-7926662680057688282024-02-19T00:00:00.000-08:002024-02-19T06:32:01.014-08:00Daniel Robert Allen (1955 - 2024) Obituary<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiv-ubXE6Kh4yQUoAqWz7hFlivKLsPiTNE8bDYU0DYLFnE-yJrC0G81dWXzcBtgC7bvc5gbB1FNFpyThiFRRPWe9iXhZ9LPmt1nFvjFhSFMZ1k5lML13EzYYJ8EbN4cC4dsvs6aYSKoAP7993ycZmyb-n-z6RnSDKf4L41_8Nr2X67tZZ9pwec65xj3ah-/s1780/Dan%20Allen.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1780" data-original-width="1290" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiv-ubXE6Kh4yQUoAqWz7hFlivKLsPiTNE8bDYU0DYLFnE-yJrC0G81dWXzcBtgC7bvc5gbB1FNFpyThiFRRPWe9iXhZ9LPmt1nFvjFhSFMZ1k5lML13EzYYJ8EbN4cC4dsvs6aYSKoAP7993ycZmyb-n-z6RnSDKf4L41_8Nr2X67tZZ9pwec65xj3ah-/s320/Dan%20Allen.jpg" width="232" /></a></div><br /> From Hall Funeral Home, Casco, Maine<p></p><p> <a href="https://www.hallfuneralhome.net/obituaries/Daniel-R-Allen?obId=30710777#/obituaryInfo"><span>https://www.hallfuneralhome.net/obituaries/Daniel-R-Allen?obId=30710777#/obituaryInfo</span></a> </p><div class="material-body__title" style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; color: #4d4d4d; font-family: Tahoma, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px 0px 30px;"><h2 style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; color: #444444; float: none; font-family: "Source Sans Pro", sans-serif; font-size: 24px; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-transform: capitalize;">Daniel R. Allen Obituary</h2></div><div style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; color: #4d4d4d; font-size: 14px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><div style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><div class="obituary-description elipsis active" style="animation: 0.3s ease-in-out 0s 1 normal none running fadeout; border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; color: #444444; font-size: 15px; height: auto; line-height: 1.47; margin: 0px; mask-image: unset; max-height: none; overflow: hidden; padding: 0px 0px 15px;"><div style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><p style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; font-family: Tahoma, Geneva, sans-serif; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;">"NAPLES-Daniel R. Allen, 68, of Naples, died Thursday, Feb. 8, 2024 at Mercy Hospital in Portland, surrounded by his family.</p><p style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; font-family: Tahoma, Geneva, sans-serif; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><br /></p><p style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; font-family: Tahoma, Geneva, sans-serif; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;">He was born on July 17, 1955, in Beverly, MA, a son of Stanley E. and Mary (Horgan) Allen, Jr. He attended local schools, graduating from Hamilton High School.</p><p style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; font-family: Tahoma, Geneva, sans-serif; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><br /></p><p style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; font-family: Tahoma, Geneva, sans-serif; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;">After high school, Dan enlisted in the US Army and served for three years. Upon his discharge in 1978 he worked as a long-haul truck driver for a few years before settling into work with the US Postal Service serving in Haverhill. While there, he met Dawn Archambault in 1986. They married in 1990 and started their beautiful family.</p><p style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; font-family: Tahoma, Geneva, sans-serif; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><br /></p><p style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; font-family: Tahoma, Geneva, sans-serif; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;">In 1989, he and Dawn purchased “Cooper’s Anchorage” which is now a longtime thriving marina, Causeway Marina, in the heart of Naples Maine.</p><p style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; font-family: Tahoma, Geneva, sans-serif; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><br /></p><p style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; font-family: Tahoma, Geneva, sans-serif; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;">Dan has served the local community in various ways over the years including organizing and volunteering for several Naples Winter Carnivals, working on the Naples Bridge Committee and various town boards. He was quite the naples historian, loving to talk and learn about the history of this beautiful place which he has enjoyed since a young child.</p><p style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; font-family: Tahoma, Geneva, sans-serif; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><br /></p><p style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; font-family: Tahoma, Geneva, sans-serif; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;">He enjoyed motorcycles, snowmobiling, firearms and the love of his dogs over the years. His greatest pleasure however was the company of his family.</p><p style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; font-family: Tahoma, Geneva, sans-serif; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><br /></p><p style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; font-family: Tahoma, Geneva, sans-serif; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;">Dan is loved by his wife, Dawn of Naples; sons, Daniel R. Allen, Jr. and his wife, Corene of Harrison, Jesse Allen and Savanna Kay of Naples, Zachary Allen and his fiancé, Hailey Engelhardt of Naples; five grandchildren, Chase, Carter, Remi, Capri, Finn (and a 6th on the way, Beau). He was predeceased by his parents; two brothers, Stanley “Mickey” Allen III and Martin Allen.</p><p style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; font-family: Tahoma, Geneva, sans-serif; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><br /></p><p style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; font-family: Tahoma, Geneva, sans-serif; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;">Memorial visitation will be held from 6-8PM, Thursday, Feb. 15, 2024, at the Hall Funeral Home in Casco. A graveside service with military honors will be held in June with a specific time and date to be announced (which will be followed by a celebration of his life at the marina). Tributes may be shared at www.hallfuneralhome.net."</p><p style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; font-family: Tahoma, Geneva, sans-serif; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><br /></p><p style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; font-family: Tahoma, Geneva, sans-serif; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;">------------------------------</p><p style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; font-family: Tahoma, Geneva, sans-serif; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><br /></p><p style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;">I have 29 first cousins on the Allen side of my family tree. Most are older than me, and it is always sad to hear that another Allen cousin has passed away. It is becoming too common as the years pass by. Below are some of my favorite photos of Danny and I. We would visit at his family camp on Crooked River in Casco, and he used to push me around in the wheelbarrow. The second photo is of Uncle Al (Dan's father and my mother's oldest brother) holding me, and his three sons, my first cousins now all deceased, Danny, Mickey, and Marty. </p><p style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilKV8YhnyGFNBo8Hz-42-GnMJ_zYECA0gHAJhoMyfekyERyFwvxb1LO8cOjEsc6HYrOMkrWuZLM11joSLpjruzCZYSrqdN1_If6rVoY_XgTMwzOWnJG9iuImShajGILsogNwohcDIX_Gx0Bg5bVfvPbC7YRsKqvbFc6zMfboGxW3kBRxS8dXc9KB4QnS7V/s5640/PICT1924.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3760" data-original-width="5640" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilKV8YhnyGFNBo8Hz-42-GnMJ_zYECA0gHAJhoMyfekyERyFwvxb1LO8cOjEsc6HYrOMkrWuZLM11joSLpjruzCZYSrqdN1_If6rVoY_XgTMwzOWnJG9iuImShajGILsogNwohcDIX_Gx0Bg5bVfvPbC7YRsKqvbFc6zMfboGxW3kBRxS8dXc9KB4QnS7V/w640-h426/PICT1924.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgStcP16TK6ANWqsCveAyg-_sleU4NEUdOL47llD0CpGPu4Pngd-m3DFHGsSo8bE6c4Rck4IMuiOkxZfKyLbsq5X2Uvw5sv07e3vHlKTwWm3xtR7GVNrv40eaCk1S0cK27NnTIFyMQm0GQq8ZsOoU_VV8wbrcPFRLFMVWJHow2aUJKKfGzldh1dkM_vC5a4/s5640/PICT1930.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3760" data-original-width="5640" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgStcP16TK6ANWqsCveAyg-_sleU4NEUdOL47llD0CpGPu4Pngd-m3DFHGsSo8bE6c4Rck4IMuiOkxZfKyLbsq5X2Uvw5sv07e3vHlKTwWm3xtR7GVNrv40eaCk1S0cK27NnTIFyMQm0GQq8ZsOoU_VV8wbrcPFRLFMVWJHow2aUJKKfGzldh1dkM_vC5a4/w640-h426/PICT1930.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><br /><p style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;">--------------------------</p><p style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><b>To cite/link to this blog post: </b>Heather Wilkinson Rojo, "Daniel Robert Allen (1955 - 2024) Obituary", <i>Nutfield Genealogy, </i>posted February 19, 2024, ( <span>https://nutfieldgenealogy.blogspot.com/2024/02/daniel-robert-allen-1955-2024-obituary.html: accessed [access date]). </span></p></div></div></div></div>Heather Wilkinson Rojohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17704949156266722016noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3533717770805440813.post-68824237392171349922024-02-14T00:00:00.000-08:002024-02-14T05:33:39.954-08:0099 Valentine's Days Ago<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUyooDUE9XS1fYZoP5D1mQ7Z07QSGK2e0bFhIh5HzxrN6e1n5YYK2kahHk7Nw3glN1w_QFah1TB59SNpVgyACa-n0Y9zjzgIr8Ik6636ZONFSMe1AOH-7EfmRSqOxCt3O41rRnZUJuJtQ98KJ6L1zlhyphenhyphenRV00ot_Gg-BmKSomV8tOvq3-Hviu7ddQ6mFf1v/s926/Gert%20and%20Stan%20Anniversary.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="926" data-original-width="640" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUyooDUE9XS1fYZoP5D1mQ7Z07QSGK2e0bFhIh5HzxrN6e1n5YYK2kahHk7Nw3glN1w_QFah1TB59SNpVgyACa-n0Y9zjzgIr8Ik6636ZONFSMe1AOH-7EfmRSqOxCt3O41rRnZUJuJtQ98KJ6L1zlhyphenhyphenRV00ot_Gg-BmKSomV8tOvq3-Hviu7ddQ6mFf1v/w276-h400/Gert%20and%20Stan%20Anniversary.jpg" width="276" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p>My grandparents, Stanley Elmer Allen (1904 - 1982) and Gertrude Matilda Hitchings (1905 - 2001), were married on Valentine's Day 14 February 1925 in Hamilton, Massachusetts. The photo you see above is from their 50th anniversary party in 1975. I often wondered why we never had a wedding photograph for my grandparents.</p><p>I started my genealogy journey as a teenager. In the mid 1970s (near to the anniversary party event) I became interested in my family history due to the book "Roots" and the Bicentennial. I took a genealogy class at the local community college and learned to start our family history by documenting myself, my parents, and grandparents. When I got to my grandparents 14 February 2925 wedding certificate, and then the birth of their first child in June 1925, I quickly learned why there were no wedding photos. My grandparents were married in the parsonage, not the church, with little fanfare, and started their life together. Was it a "shotgun wedding"? Did they elope? </p><p>Stan and Gertrude's marriage thrived, and they had seven children and 29 grandchildren. Most of the descendants were present at that 50th wedding anniversary party. The event took place at the Commodore restaurant in Beverly, Massachusetts, a business that ceased operations long ago. There were many photos taken that day, and the black and white photo you see above was in the local newspaper. It was a huge family event that I still remember! </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKoWA9awojagNzeaztM0l2A-e_EPDY_c9bcEeUcOVsTGDdmqEbA4Aqr62v5U4PYSRydnTrdxPSnJRaqRjWqhndx3svrEACilpzEG_jgYLMoDSaQgUIg9xlFogOieOh-Kk7mjOCosPLIzaH_pZJpJAERIlz9Q0907HO_MaKkr4W6XWmvxL2vAwghHwkePay/s5640/PICT2288.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3760" data-original-width="5640" height="213" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKoWA9awojagNzeaztM0l2A-e_EPDY_c9bcEeUcOVsTGDdmqEbA4Aqr62v5U4PYSRydnTrdxPSnJRaqRjWqhndx3svrEACilpzEG_jgYLMoDSaQgUIg9xlFogOieOh-Kk7mjOCosPLIzaH_pZJpJAERIlz9Q0907HO_MaKkr4W6XWmvxL2vAwghHwkePay/s320/PICT2288.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">My Dad snapped this photo at around the same time the newspaper photo was taken, as Nana and Grampy posed with their cake. Did they have a wedding cake in 1925. </div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg46DtwTJMVb1MUbv5j0rN9biEiQsFv2kHV25JlpsjA6WZIAY8Z7WDrXLcIFA_N-DWQ3NXy1B9MJrlOtMapmVOaW_xnWB6Sdf-EM6ALexEq5I0fTdm0WZHLrSnv1Cxw-vGPsb6gH7HVrW4AhdB1dLjcfjpuHvPkKNbFlC2WmBdQhmjBFuFQ1QTIoSM4jcid/s5640/PICT2294.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3760" data-original-width="5640" height="213" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg46DtwTJMVb1MUbv5j0rN9biEiQsFv2kHV25JlpsjA6WZIAY8Z7WDrXLcIFA_N-DWQ3NXy1B9MJrlOtMapmVOaW_xnWB6Sdf-EM6ALexEq5I0fTdm0WZHLrSnv1Cxw-vGPsb6gH7HVrW4AhdB1dLjcfjpuHvPkKNbFlC2WmBdQhmjBFuFQ1QTIoSM4jcid/s320/PICT2294.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">My grandparents and their seven children</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicTji3pGnvsmKcavcW8amrRoJ9vSstXPjniFhYj-r-A59y2JnBPVS5r7YhGL5Of9sUtgI6MMRSuOLqJ_DgRHF9GNYO4SYUp8y8JOr-LhUCwBn3o5_2brt3O4_1F2k0HmrOaeJhNAHYmoq6-lDjxnYmnoKBNjOsnsypvwjfoUEPoQ_n14sXgr5aRCT0LiA1/s5640/PICT2298.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3760" data-original-width="5640" height="213" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicTji3pGnvsmKcavcW8amrRoJ9vSstXPjniFhYj-r-A59y2JnBPVS5r7YhGL5Of9sUtgI6MMRSuOLqJ_DgRHF9GNYO4SYUp8y8JOr-LhUCwBn3o5_2brt3O4_1F2k0HmrOaeJhNAHYmoq6-lDjxnYmnoKBNjOsnsypvwjfoUEPoQ_n14sXgr5aRCT0LiA1/s320/PICT2298.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">My first cousins at the party (grandchildren of Stan and Gertrude)</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">My grandparents lived next door to each other before their marriage. It was the mythical "girl next door" romance. I don't have a photo of my grandfather in his youth, but he was very handsome. Here is my grandmother's high school graduation photo below. She was very pretty, and only 19 at her marriage. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6jbDp5ArO-lE9blSRGrm87fcj1cC_4tcnWucuXqTRB_B4zNuFQO05YhZ8KqzAIWBtZNJI_yPWjjFGspy0gc76-hDADT9ZxChh0IXO2AvY4mSpC2gCmFNTZUtrz82gZBu9rMxoa_KEMCXpwnBRREwiuQgeLtVcIs3C680bODLerT6dgl-x0WKB6fq7e_Hh/s501/Gertrude%20Hitchings%20graduation%20photo%20shopped%20by%20Roland%20Gagne.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="501" data-original-width="363" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6jbDp5ArO-lE9blSRGrm87fcj1cC_4tcnWucuXqTRB_B4zNuFQO05YhZ8KqzAIWBtZNJI_yPWjjFGspy0gc76-hDADT9ZxChh0IXO2AvY4mSpC2gCmFNTZUtrz82gZBu9rMxoa_KEMCXpwnBRREwiuQgeLtVcIs3C680bODLerT6dgl-x0WKB6fq7e_Hh/s320/Gertrude%20Hitchings%20graduation%20photo%20shopped%20by%20Roland%20Gagne.jpg" width="232" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div>Was it planned for them to marry on Valentine's Day, or just serendipity? After discovering my grandparent's marriage documents, I've since discovered many "shot gun weddings" in my family tree. They were very common in the 1700s and 1600s. Do you find this to be true, too? <div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj91MVcX6iVq6unewgLnTRzPjEqZRKG0XyvGphXH412vKuxXU4y97iHjImztzQ_7HjXS9KPPO5pfPeNHlFve0YTp55sJBKKKF7m_63H3Yzi_D6XgyYki2nbQwY46Wa1NshB9iYNFoNRi8PcTDwCM10KzT3TBJgJVtRPst_7rj8OmoHs7MXUbVFbn_rISnBm/s1536/Allen%20Hitchings%20Marriage.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="1216" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj91MVcX6iVq6unewgLnTRzPjEqZRKG0XyvGphXH412vKuxXU4y97iHjImztzQ_7HjXS9KPPO5pfPeNHlFve0YTp55sJBKKKF7m_63H3Yzi_D6XgyYki2nbQwY46Wa1NshB9iYNFoNRi8PcTDwCM10KzT3TBJgJVtRPst_7rj8OmoHs7MXUbVFbn_rISnBm/w316-h400/Allen%20Hitchings%20Marriage.jpg" width="316" /></a></div><br /><div><br /><div><br /></div><div>---------------------</div><div><br /></div><div><b>To cite/link to this blog post: </b>Heather Wilkinson Rojo, "99 Valentine's Days Ago", <i>Nutfield Genealogy, </i>posted February 14, 2024, ( <span>https://nutfieldgenealogy.blogspot.com/2024/02/99-valentines-days-ago.html: accessed [access date]). </span></div></div>Heather Wilkinson Rojohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17704949156266722016noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3533717770805440813.post-71106507214742879462024-02-07T00:00:00.000-08:002024-02-07T00:00:00.291-08:00North Conway Baptist Church for Weathervane Wednesday<p> This weathervane was spotted on Route 16 in North Conway, New Hampshire.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBFqPawW4fCdwd0g8_g63dlI43hrskKu_RYMgbaUjWxQFv7gyDJUn8uuZHfjIDd3ucKQPHf6gYMM52t_-MQ6H4F6iLWKmOnOiSp-ot4QAd782qu7h3YcpHAmMDtV8jjngSdL7s1Gdej1EtAgXjkt7BRWjdq51UG2dmPmMG9PD4OGo88mqilIjhDK9Tx6Go/s5184/P1132872.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5184" data-original-width="3888" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBFqPawW4fCdwd0g8_g63dlI43hrskKu_RYMgbaUjWxQFv7gyDJUn8uuZHfjIDd3ucKQPHf6gYMM52t_-MQ6H4F6iLWKmOnOiSp-ot4QAd782qu7h3YcpHAmMDtV8jjngSdL7s1Gdej1EtAgXjkt7BRWjdq51UG2dmPmMG9PD4OGo88mqilIjhDK9Tx6Go/w480-h640/P1132872.JPG" width="480" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMHdCDK4qbiXeOgVSBTInSRgZ3ybBPGWpcX6ef6tXkSBqTzbqIbzKF0eWb1CKDQu_6BqKIDFAILekx6_tzB6kGCVoOuLo8fh2sw0_nQ067df2PXcp2w8G83y8jFiFLpogqd1bLtOcmZgWlBJl7dErd0ndhzJVCP8insiyKDkKrkOsXaBpyMd2U8Bqm-z13/s5184/P1132871.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5184" data-original-width="3888" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMHdCDK4qbiXeOgVSBTInSRgZ3ybBPGWpcX6ef6tXkSBqTzbqIbzKF0eWb1CKDQu_6BqKIDFAILekx6_tzB6kGCVoOuLo8fh2sw0_nQ067df2PXcp2w8G83y8jFiFLpogqd1bLtOcmZgWlBJl7dErd0ndhzJVCP8insiyKDkKrkOsXaBpyMd2U8Bqm-z13/s320/P1132871.JPG" width="240" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">The First Baptist Church in North Conway was built in 1838 and the 638 pound steeple bell was built in Boston by the Revere Copper Company. Recently the church had a new roof installed, and it matches the bright copper arrow on the restored weathervane. The day we visited North Conway, both were shining in the sunlight as we walked from our ride on the Conway Scenic Railroad over to the main street. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">This arrow weathervane is very simple. I don't know if it is original to the building, but it was restored when the metal roof was installed and steeple repairs were made in 2001. The metal is not copper, but it is made of a material that will not tarnish (most copper roofs and weathervanes eventually turn greenish). According to the article below from the <i>Conway Daily Sun</i>, "The project also includes resotration of the weathervane that sits atop the steeple... the weather vane is an old crow bar with some directional arms welded on... The weather vane was taken down and restored in the CMC shop." </div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisNIYaYOQMl1uPwhgS0ejmOItPHszKQZoPwrmk0dA6wRe78zQ37U35VPOy4TH5mxJ1FBTTt6O5-_aIHfOLqUhFIMRhDPkd0WuoDR9gvdsw6xATcTbMnp9j9ICvfUp6MCVZJdeNKJT31JGjhk_FNMvneO_xIhceldBdi1eX-qR6iSfkddNmRwa8Rf8Ac58G/s5184/P1132867.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><br /><img border="0" data-original-height="5184" data-original-width="3888" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisNIYaYOQMl1uPwhgS0ejmOItPHszKQZoPwrmk0dA6wRe78zQ37U35VPOy4TH5mxJ1FBTTt6O5-_aIHfOLqUhFIMRhDPkd0WuoDR9gvdsw6xATcTbMnp9j9ICvfUp6MCVZJdeNKJT31JGjhk_FNMvneO_xIhceldBdi1eX-qR6iSfkddNmRwa8Rf8Ac58G/s320/P1132867.JPG" width="240" /></a></div><br /><p>For the truly curious:</p><p>First Baptist Church of North Conway: <a href="https://www.firstbaptistnorthconway.org/index.html"><span style="color: #cc0000;">https://www.firstbaptistnorthconway.org/index.html</span></a> </p><p>"Church Steeple", <i>Conway Daily Sun</i>, August 4, 2017 <a href="https://www.conwaydailysun.com/archives/church-steeple-12-17-01/article_e0d45641-f72f-5101-962a-acaf385cc0d2.html"><span style="color: #cc0000;">https://www.conwaydailysun.com/archives/church-steeple-12-17-01/article_e0d45641-f72f-5101-962a-acaf385cc0d2.html</span></a> </p><p>Click here to see over 500 more Weathervane Wednesday posts! <a href="https://nutfieldgenealogy.blogspot.com/search/label/Weathervane%20Wednesday"><span style="color: #cc0000;">https://nutfieldgenealogy.blogspot.com/search/label/Weathervane%20Wednesday</span></a> </p><p>------------------------------</p><p><b>To cite/link to this blog post: </b>Heather Wilkinson Rojo, "North Conway Baptist Church for Weathervane Wednesday", <i>Nutfield Genealogy, </i>posted February 7, 2024, ( <span>https://nutfieldgenealogy.blogspot.com/2024/02/north-conway-baptist-church-for.html: accessed [access date]). </span></p>Heather Wilkinson Rojohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17704949156266722016noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3533717770805440813.post-32336305120919456642024-01-30T00:00:00.000-08:002024-01-30T04:29:11.725-08:00A Flamingo in Leominster, Massachusetts for Weathervane Wednesday<p> This weathervane was photographed in Leominster, Massachusetts. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinf4FqSRkdUTBrOaUW4sA0SlQAmI5hrOrspojRNt8iUrbIUDv2qdImbtrfX1Mmwfq0oXzjYLKcJc6GILo8G-eDgyo0z3cjHNoJ63dDR-W1dPRp5bqhm_YXYv-WYJoZ_be_ZjhXN5HVhzVY3-9O1UPJ1DKvBiWaRAi7JflEqHz0_bQFU6uXED_tfMlpKw8P/s4032/IMG_9583.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinf4FqSRkdUTBrOaUW4sA0SlQAmI5hrOrspojRNt8iUrbIUDv2qdImbtrfX1Mmwfq0oXzjYLKcJc6GILo8G-eDgyo0z3cjHNoJ63dDR-W1dPRp5bqhm_YXYv-WYJoZ_be_ZjhXN5HVhzVY3-9O1UPJ1DKvBiWaRAi7JflEqHz0_bQFU6uXED_tfMlpKw8P/w480-h640/IMG_9583.jpg" width="480" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnQXfn15NYxKkPNsXheHfDJ1FA_DAnFJN1UcWNep1Wq1sRHglCL_Znu6gqqEy3_BuMNgjTOt5UdC71QnKSkaHja9RSsYrR66p21ADGtAoTQfeLLT9LO1TLBZ9tsnUKXSicDR5fEReB5QwNBS2_M76vS9U0ip87CC0ktJKUxxTPZ5PaGOg7f3tGrkDoFGuM/s4032/IMG_9582.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnQXfn15NYxKkPNsXheHfDJ1FA_DAnFJN1UcWNep1Wq1sRHglCL_Znu6gqqEy3_BuMNgjTOt5UdC71QnKSkaHja9RSsYrR66p21ADGtAoTQfeLLT9LO1TLBZ9tsnUKXSicDR5fEReB5QwNBS2_M76vS9U0ip87CC0ktJKUxxTPZ5PaGOg7f3tGrkDoFGuM/s320/IMG_9582.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKLsdcgp8azPc7DN4Ka5NZ4P-ekyCtTRrlne0ueMoAC53IkR670O4p5INfmasr25OdMQjQ94kLB5nQt5Nkk7-N8ZB6veuVHkrdRm0QUWYXwq7HGKdZhtUbJAb7qoJY4gV3INVcg-5oU1hRoimMf_KzVRtoR8g5-47z508-sxRagGpnh0MlRY2nzvwtpiE1/s4032/IMG_9584.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKLsdcgp8azPc7DN4Ka5NZ4P-ekyCtTRrlne0ueMoAC53IkR670O4p5INfmasr25OdMQjQ94kLB5nQt5Nkk7-N8ZB6veuVHkrdRm0QUWYXwq7HGKdZhtUbJAb7qoJY4gV3INVcg-5oU1hRoimMf_KzVRtoR8g5-47z508-sxRagGpnh0MlRY2nzvwtpiE1/s320/IMG_9584.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">While traveling on Route 2 in central Massachusetts we stopped at a visitor center and found this delightful flamingo weathervane. I knew immediately that we were in the town of Leominster because of this weathervane. Growing up in central Massachusetts in the 1960s and 1970s, every kid knew that those plastic, pink lawn flamingos were made in Leominster! </div><div><br /></div><div>Leominster was known as the Plastic City. Many plastic products were produced there, not just pink flamingos! The artist Don Featherstone created the first pink flamingo in 1957, and had his design manufactured by Union Products in Leominster. It immediately became a pop culture hit. In 1996 Featherstone won an Ig Nobel Prize for Art. Union Products closed in 2006, and the molds were purchased by a factory in New York who still sells them. Factories in Leominster manufactured Foster Grant sunglasses, Tupperware, toys, and other plastic items. </div><div><br /></div><div>Plastic, pink flamingos were despised and also beloved by homeowners. Some believed that if a neighbor put out a pink flamingo then their own home would lose value. Others embraced the kitsch, and put out flocks of flamingos. Leominster has made the pink flamingo part of it's local history, just like Johnny Appleseed, who was born in Leominster in 1774. Every June 23rd "Pink Flamingo Day" is celebrated in Leominster at Monument Square, by proclamation from the city hall. </div><div><br /></div><div>It's too bad that this two dimensional weathervane is gilded in gold instead of painted pink. </div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>For the truly curious:</div><div><br /></div><div>Wikipedia "Plastic Flamingo": <a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Plastic_flamingo"><span style="color: #cc0000;">https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Plastic_flamingo</span></a> </div><div><br /></div><div><i>Yankee Magazine </i>"Last of the Leominster Pink Flamingos": <a href="https://newengland.com/yankee/flamingos/"><span style="color: #cc0000;">https://newengland.com/yankee/flamingos/</span></a> </div><div><br /></div><div><i>Smithsonian Magazine "</i>The Tacky History of the Pink Flamingo" <a href="https://www.smithsonianmag.com/arts-culture/the-tacky-history-of-the-pink-flamingo-18191304/"><span style="color: #cc0000;">https://www.smithsonianmag.com/arts-culture/the-tacky-history-of-the-pink-flamingo-18191304/</span></a> </div><div><br /></div><div>A previous blog post about Leominster's Johnny Appleseed: <a href="https://nutfieldgenealogy.blogspot.com/2013/08/on-trail-of-johnny-appleseed.html"><span style="color: #cc0000;">https://nutfieldgenealogy.blogspot.com/2013/08/on-trail-of-johnny-appleseed.html</span></a> </div><div><br /></div><div>Click here to see over 500 more Weathervane Wednesday posts! <a href="https://nutfieldgenealogy.blogspot.com/search/label/Weathervane%20Wednesday"><span style="color: #cc0000;">https://nutfieldgenealogy.blogspot.com/search/label/Weathervane%20Wednesday</span></a> </div><div><br /></div><div>----------------------------</div><div><br /></div><div><b>To cite/link to this blog post: </b>Heather Wilkinson Rojo, "A Flamingo in Leominster, Massachusetts for Weathervane Wednesday", <i>Nutfield Genealogy, </i>posted January 30, 2024, ( <span>https://nutfieldgenealogy.blogspot.com/2024/01/a-flamingo-in-leominster-massachusetts.html: accessed [access date]). </span></div>Heather Wilkinson Rojohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17704949156266722016noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3533717770805440813.post-32457382786571034732024-01-23T00:00:00.000-08:002024-01-23T06:26:39.747-08:00Maria Josefa Garcia Martin, Madrid, Spain, Tombstone Tuesday<p> Today's "tombstone" was photographed at the Cementerio Sur in Madrid, Spain.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqJWrePoW01EFV7XUN_DNUyyL0nhQhdOueiBcUTl2oK2MqOz5WxJzTeBw2QXnD_a2jvb-D2JeU-ZK0oCXW65OWzH_OLf3Fr7Y_YB5xq32N97mm1VhmCjeIPpGkEz2rhXaGF_i-1vneKyIgo5c3ACwdglWwnBjFlYUsaqmKv-ZugdxsuBY4GaIVEWKE4uF7/s5184/P1132391.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3888" data-original-width="5184" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqJWrePoW01EFV7XUN_DNUyyL0nhQhdOueiBcUTl2oK2MqOz5WxJzTeBw2QXnD_a2jvb-D2JeU-ZK0oCXW65OWzH_OLf3Fr7Y_YB5xq32N97mm1VhmCjeIPpGkEz2rhXaGF_i-1vneKyIgo5c3ACwdglWwnBjFlYUsaqmKv-ZugdxsuBY4GaIVEWKE4uF7/w640-h480/P1132391.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">MARIA JOSEFA</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">GARCIA MARTIN</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">*8-7-1934</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">+11-10-2023</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">TU HIJO NIETA</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Y FAMILIA</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">NO TE OLVIDAN</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">D.E.P</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i>(English translation</i>)</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">MARIA JOSEFA </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">GARCIA MARTIN</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">BORN 8 JULY 1934</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">DIED 11 OCTOBER 2023</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">YOUR SON, GRANDDAUGHTER</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">AND FAMILY</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">WILL NOT FORGET YOU</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">R.I.P.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">[<i>REST IN PEACE</i>]</div><br /><p>Maria Josefa Garcia Martin is my mother-in-law, who died a few months ago in Madrid, Spain. Everything about her final days was a strange experience to me. Her home care, her hospital care, her funeral arrangements, her final resting place, and the legal bureaucracy of settling her estate in a foreign country were overwhelming not just emotionally, but also physically exhausting. We finally were able to see her "tombstone" when we visited Madrid for her funeral mass.</p><p>In Spain, and in many European countries, the deceased is laid out for visitation (velatorio) at a tanatorio within a few hours of death, and buried the next morning. The remains are not embalmed. There is no delay, and the funeral mass (for Catholics) is held a month later in the church. The tanatorio funeral director arranges for all the legal paperwork and for the burial place. </p><p>There are several very large public cemeteries in Madrid, and the public tanatorios are enormous, handling dozens of funerals at the same time. It is an amazingly quick and streamlined process. Cremations are not common, but are available. Usually just close friends and family attend the velatorio, and attendance at the mass held later is much higher. For Maria, friends and family from all over Spain came to Madrid for her funeral mass in December at the neighborhood Catholic church. </p><p>Cemeteries are completely different in Spain from cemeteries in New England, especially in the urban areas. Most people in Spain have insurance which pays for the funeral and final expenses including a gravesite or niche in a columbarium. Niches are by far the most popular, since family gravesites are rare and expensive. Niches are rented in five or ten year increments, or even rented for 100 years. At the end of the rental agreement you may extend the rental or the body is exhumed, the niche is cleaned out and rented again. Since the body was not embalmed, there may only be bones. These remains are reburied in a common burial ground or ossuary. </p><p>If an American dies abroad, the US Embassy can provide a CRODA certificate, which serves as a death certificate along with the Spanish death certificate. A CRODA certificate will help with settling the estate and legal matters back in the United States, such as social security or life insurance, and it is neccessary if the remains are being taken back to the US (including cremains). CRODA is a Consular Report of a Death Abroad. The embassy staff in Madrid was very helpful to us both when Vincent's mom died, and also years ago when his father died and we had to bring his ashes back to the United States. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6RMXIW_rdSsfrx1al38PUEyHq5uSECeWEdpsrHncvcumFdoCKLoEi72LLUy58l6fJFSWBj6bpXp9_uxyGNE4y6Y9qr91Tb1NlJ3Ctyfvg3dV1dwHVZnlN6gUlIv_Q1QCIztgCeG-ebxFafv8Ld5zOVTrK3HX3gzjPi0xVx8X8WrB6BbSh35lCRhMX7r-O/s5184/P1132378.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5184" data-original-width="3888" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6RMXIW_rdSsfrx1al38PUEyHq5uSECeWEdpsrHncvcumFdoCKLoEi72LLUy58l6fJFSWBj6bpXp9_uxyGNE4y6Y9qr91Tb1NlJ3Ctyfvg3dV1dwHVZnlN6gUlIv_Q1QCIztgCeG-ebxFafv8Ld5zOVTrK3HX3gzjPi0xVx8X8WrB6BbSh35lCRhMX7r-O/s320/P1132378.JPG" width="240" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJmSdbGoB3xIyDi41uy2MUJ4Cr03BG-BiQCjd29_0P6hxEIS4sUdzvD1sW36IsyKaoyhP3IfMINJHKfjok5O4tjscpkRuBj8Kg0CS7y4WgNIQ5JWYGEygar1g95bCebf8rFj0fjN3SRWue1CjgFPwMd1ea7AJFQjbHfYL91_fVprdf_pfqqm2N1vBf0UTT/s5184/P1132382.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3888" data-original-width="5184" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJmSdbGoB3xIyDi41uy2MUJ4Cr03BG-BiQCjd29_0P6hxEIS4sUdzvD1sW36IsyKaoyhP3IfMINJHKfjok5O4tjscpkRuBj8Kg0CS7y4WgNIQ5JWYGEygar1g95bCebf8rFj0fjN3SRWue1CjgFPwMd1ea7AJFQjbHfYL91_fVprdf_pfqqm2N1vBf0UTT/s320/P1132382.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><br /><p>You can see that the columbarium at the Cemeterio Sur had walls four niches high. Rolling ladders were available for placing flowers. Vincent bought some poinsettias and left them at his mother's niche. </p><p>A little bit of genealogy: </p><p>Maria Josefa Garcia, born 8 July 1934 in Orbaiceta, Navarra, Spain and died 11 October 2023 in Madrid, Spain. She married Vicente Rojo, son of Moises Rojo and Anacleta Benito, on 9 January 1960 in Madrid. </p><p>Generation 1: Jose Garcia, born 28 November 1908 in Bouza, Salamanca, Spain and died 3 December 1994 in Madrid, Spain, married on 8 September 1933 in Villar de Ciervo, Salamanca, Spain to Maria Consuelo Martin, born 11 November 1908 in Villar de Ciervo, and died 29 April 2001 in Madrid. </p><p>Generation 2: Sebastian Garcia, born 6 May 1878 in Fraga, Huesca, Spain, and died 22 June 1962 in Puerto Seguro, Salamanca, Spain, married on 9 April 1902 to Maria Ribero, born 4 June 1873 and died 21 January 1944.</p><p>Manuel Martin, born about 1880 in Barcelona, Spain and died 10 September 1971 in Villar de Ciervo, Salamanca, Spain, married 23 January 1904 in Villar de Ciervo to Josefa Rivero, born 23 October 1884 in Villar de Ciervo, and died 17 November 1937 in Villar de Ciervo. </p><p>Generation 3: Celestino Garcia, born 25 May 1851 in Barba de Puerco (now Bouza), Salamanca, Spain, and died 11 February 1914, married on 1 December 1877 in Barba de Puerco to Joaquina Munoz, born 30 September 1858 in Puerto Seguro, Salamanca, Spain, and died 2 December 1893 in San Vicente, Badajoz, Spain.</p><p>Vanancio Ribero married Rosalia Montero on 11 June 1856 in Barba de Puerco (now Bouza), Salamanca, Spain.</p><p>Mateo Martin, born in Vitigudino, Salamanca, Spain married Manuel Ventura.</p><p>Manuel Rivero, born 24 December 1850 in Villar de Ciervo, Salamanca, Spain, married Ofofila Gonzalez, born 17 January 1849 in Villar de Ciervo, Salamanca, Spain</p><p>Generation 4: Juan Antonio Garcia, born 8 March 1825 in Puerto Seguro, Salamanca, Spain, married Ramona Espinazo, born 15 June 1820 in Puerto Seguro, Salamanca Spain.</p><p>Bernardino Munoz married Ynes Zato, born 23 April 1834 in Puerto Seguro, Salamanca, Spain. </p><p>Ambrosio Ribero married in 1813 to Ynes Martin</p><p>Antonio Montero, born 21 November 1809 in Barba de Puerco (now Bouza), Salamanca, Spain, and died 31 December 1845 in Puerto Seguro, Salamanca, Spain, married to Catalina Espinazo, born 25 November 1806 in Barba de Puerco. </p><p>For the truly curious:</p><p>Consular Report of a Death of a U.S. Citizen Abroad: <a href="https://travel.state.gov/content/travel/en/international-travel/while-abroad/death-abroad1/consular-report-of-death-of-a-u-s--citizen-abroad.html"><span style="color: #cc0000;">https://travel.state.gov/content/travel/en/international-travel/while-abroad/death-abroad1/consular-report-of-death-of-a-u-s--citizen-abroad.html</span></a> </p><p>Cementerio Sur Carabanchel, Madrid, Spain <a href="https://sfmadrid.es/cementerio/cementerio-sur-carabanchel"><span style="color: #cc0000;">https://sfmadrid.es/cementerio/cementerio-sur-carabanchel</span></a> </p><p>---------------------</p><p><b>To cite/link to this blog post: </b>Heather Wilkinson Rojo, "Maria Josefa Garcia Martin, Madrid, Spain, Tombstone Tuesday", <i>Nutfield Genealogy, </i>posted January 23, 2024, ( <span>https://nutfieldgenealogy.blogspot.com/2024/01/maria-josefa-garcia-martin-madrid-spain.html: accessed [access code]). </span></p>Heather Wilkinson Rojohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17704949156266722016noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3533717770805440813.post-17312419040145721462024-01-17T00:00:00.000-08:002024-01-22T10:58:56.269-08:00A Sailor in Seabrook, New Hampshire for Weathervane Wednesday<p> This weathervane was photographed in Seabrook, New Hampshire</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXdXiW2jwrEkbvT-Pa1UhEOCSr4RIqN79GaUzbzrnCp42MksAbTl7CGpc-wsNMWKm_AfG94QrqDPUT2xNr701R6vbtnbDpfbBy9z26Z_aakaF-iCSM6XMd9OoCDJ3yWU_ZaZhpBUjNInMT2PZHfGfxcWCKIyGBYf8xi-HPN3c-w9GOUIN7lIuXZ1rYUQc1/s4032/IMG_9868.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXdXiW2jwrEkbvT-Pa1UhEOCSr4RIqN79GaUzbzrnCp42MksAbTl7CGpc-wsNMWKm_AfG94QrqDPUT2xNr701R6vbtnbDpfbBy9z26Z_aakaF-iCSM6XMd9OoCDJ3yWU_ZaZhpBUjNInMT2PZHfGfxcWCKIyGBYf8xi-HPN3c-w9GOUIN7lIuXZ1rYUQc1/s320/IMG_9868.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><br /><p>We were traveling on Interstate 95 when we stopped at a rest area in Seabrook and spied this interesting weathervane above the visitor's center. This weathervane is a three dimensional sailor complete with a sextant and bell bottomed trousers. I photographed the weathervane from outside, and then I was delighted to see this display inside the visitor's center! </p><p>The information board reads "The New Hampshire Department of Transportation and the New Hampshire State Council on the Arts chose William Barth Osmundsen's proposal for a weathervane, entitled, <i>Charting the Course for Seacoast New Hampshire. </i>In his proposal, Osmundsn wrote: "As motorists from the Eastern Seaboard pull into the coastal Seabrook Visitor Center, they will be reminded that New Hampshire has a presence as a maritime state. Although we have a short coastline, the area has been a hub of shipbuilding, lobstering, and pleasure boating. My 'Ancient Mariner' fixes a star point with the aid of this early sextant." While the sextant is specif to the sea, it suggests the idea of helping all travelers, on both land and sea, reach their desired destinations."</p><p>For the truly curious:</p><p>Another blog post about a nearby set of weathervanes off Route 95 on the New Hampshire Seacoast: <a href="https://nutfieldgenealogy.blogspot.com/2015/06/weathervane-wednesday-sun-moon-and.html"><span style="color: #cc0000;">https://nutfieldgenealogy.blogspot.com/2015/06/weathervane-wednesday-sun-moon-and.html</span></a> </p><p>Click here to see over 500 Weathervane Wednesday posts!</p><p><a href="https://nutfieldgenealogy.blogspot.com/search/label/Weathervane%20Wednesday"><span style="color: #cc0000;">https://nutfieldgenealogy.blogspot.com/search/label/Weathervane%20Wednesday</span></a> </p><p>-------------------------</p><p><b>To cite/link to this blog post: </b>Heather Wilkinson Rojo, "A Sailor in Seabrook, New Hampshire for Weathervane Wednesday", <i>Nutfield Genealogy, </i>posted January 17, 2024, ( <span>https://nutfieldgenealogy.blogspot.com/2024/01/a-sailor-in-seabrook-new-hampshire-for.html: accessed [access date]). </span></p>Heather Wilkinson Rojohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17704949156266722016noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3533717770805440813.post-27633878043398032802024-01-09T00:00:00.000-08:002024-01-09T06:04:35.831-08:00What did Genea-Santa Bring? Christmas Books 2023<p>For many years I have posted the books that Genea-Santa has put under my Christmas Tree. Now that Christmas and Three Kings Day have passed, I am starting to read the Christmas Books I received this holiday season. I hope that you enjoy this, and find a book or two you might like to read, too. Here they are in no particular order.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi238iq7gs7jXztECuDXjDz2g30jVYBJRKLgjpd5fNMnTfFZYZ6myqixLChftue1KrA6cYB_Utd-2X0N1GRJgGZ0ZVRdtzaL3Rjg6ufK3G34u6pTIUPrlwBvUKkTX-9b-o0qlcAL7MMBGdn0mSbF_YtNQWoRbnJ6XPmfziCNU3RuT8_eHPwyF_wV2KRHvKG/s5184/P1143100.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3888" data-original-width="5184" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi238iq7gs7jXztECuDXjDz2g30jVYBJRKLgjpd5fNMnTfFZYZ6myqixLChftue1KrA6cYB_Utd-2X0N1GRJgGZ0ZVRdtzaL3Rjg6ufK3G34u6pTIUPrlwBvUKkTX-9b-o0qlcAL7MMBGdn0mSbF_YtNQWoRbnJ6XPmfziCNU3RuT8_eHPwyF_wV2KRHvKG/w400-h300/P1143100.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><b><i>The Boston Massacre: A Family History</i></b>, by Serena Zabin, 2020, was intriguing to me just because of the title. Professor Zabin is the chair of the history department at Carleton College, and she also co-designed a video game about the Boston massacre. This book promises to tell a new slant to the story. I can't wait to read it! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjUq5NsQ4X7xK8iUdBNbFNHSwLHzQnjgh_x5wgWzFgblZiRhIVr7akbPJhRae9hypV0zWNHDhX_X52jckKIxvtxaIMrDAnONU0IpjLQNM7Dt9bjC3DNq08VbvEW8VZl8Ho8Ir4GY_OU9htFc2zAp9pY0c47wZCecoRK-d3uKxBeqp3459R3zT1QxTSp-0o/s5184/P1143102.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3888" data-original-width="5184" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjUq5NsQ4X7xK8iUdBNbFNHSwLHzQnjgh_x5wgWzFgblZiRhIVr7akbPJhRae9hypV0zWNHDhX_X52jckKIxvtxaIMrDAnONU0IpjLQNM7Dt9bjC3DNq08VbvEW8VZl8Ho8Ir4GY_OU9htFc2zAp9pY0c47wZCecoRK-d3uKxBeqp3459R3zT1QxTSp-0o/w400-h300/P1143102.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Several years ago I heard a lecture by the author of this book, <b><i>They Sawed Up a Storm: The Women's Sawmill at Turkey Pond, New Hampshire, 1942</i></b>, by Sarah Shea Smith, 2010. The book outlines the wonderful story of women who were recruited as lumber jacks during WWII, to use the fallen trees from the Great Hurricane of 1938. Turkey Pond is a local landmark in Concord, New Hampshire, with a historical marker commemorating these women. Their contribution to the war effort was used for building ships and other important materiel to help win WWII. I've been meaning to read this book for years, since hearing the lecture. Now it's my chance! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDcyo2pbX8nrKgjvuXa2oJJXfBStSh1wyiedGnL6yTDnXSKet-BHGIHwyix9bux874kFWEa0m-6zcBy5Vbgju-a77sDnzk44MtWAkiCZx6NIG3gcI4OcxYNvv3OdxgC9ys5eimedPY8h9FPdvexog50Gsl6la7rT39SUc95aGpn94saa2blP3C_hKgtmd5/s5184/P1143097.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3888" data-original-width="5184" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDcyo2pbX8nrKgjvuXa2oJJXfBStSh1wyiedGnL6yTDnXSKet-BHGIHwyix9bux874kFWEa0m-6zcBy5Vbgju-a77sDnzk44MtWAkiCZx6NIG3gcI4OcxYNvv3OdxgC9ys5eimedPY8h9FPdvexog50Gsl6la7rT39SUc95aGpn94saa2blP3C_hKgtmd5/w400-h300/P1143097.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">In December I went to Spain for my mother-in-law's funeral mass. A dear family friend from Malaga, Spain (in Andalusia) told us about this book <b><i>SS Heliopolis: The Immigration of Andalusians to Hawai'i,</i></b> by Miguel Alba Trujillo, 2020. He thought I would appreciate this story, especially with my family tree having branches in Hawaii at the time of this event (1907). Our friend in Spain told the author about my interest, and the author surprised me with this book just in time for Christmas. I've already read the first few chapters, and it looks like an interesting story of desparate immigrants moving from Europe to a completely new and different culture for survival. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGPUlCW3bELT10XXbxxplZ-jjtS-sOQFRCvvjBJhhev1rgz4IcHxgGFL79_Lvi-9lfUTfjVlx4pzgC3yDJfN63-N6hUGPot5fT-BKGMKARqIxnqC70OP9ypxweuGz52AkRx920bn2UKAR-JtbAPsU4GII1TEcCIMBmzvxYdunmF1p3Tin-9V4mbRr8Dtf5/s5184/P1143105.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3888" data-original-width="5184" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGPUlCW3bELT10XXbxxplZ-jjtS-sOQFRCvvjBJhhev1rgz4IcHxgGFL79_Lvi-9lfUTfjVlx4pzgC3yDJfN63-N6hUGPot5fT-BKGMKARqIxnqC70OP9ypxweuGz52AkRx920bn2UKAR-JtbAPsU4GII1TEcCIMBmzvxYdunmF1p3Tin-9V4mbRr8Dtf5/w400-h300/P1143105.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">A few years ago, when the COVID pandemic hit, we fled to AutoCamp in Falmouth, Massachusetts, on Cape Cod, for a weekend in an airstream camper. We had a wonderful time exploring Cape Cod, and while relaxing by the camp fire I read parts of this book, which was on the bookshelf inside our camper. I never finished the book before we had to leave Cape Cod. Last year Santa brought me the wrong book. So I searched for it online. Santa Claus found it first, and it was under my Christmas tree this year. <b><i>Natural History Essays</i></b>, Henry David Thoreau, 2011, includes his essay about his walk to Mount Wachusett from Concord, Massachusetts, which fascinated me since I grew up near the mountain and climbed it many times on Girl Scout hikes, blueberrying, and riding the ski lift. Now I can read the rest of his essays in this volume! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNj8HfKraUmJp8UNRALlREPLGUPWjVUBTCaWxCC8Y_lDdZLL_2yTTWkdALYzhlS23uBBRvlY2ZHvF13KTuU0_zlOcmokAQwtBCjTMRgLI2AaNx8rA4kWNTP0V_JPW_iOGNORDaNLoFwEDLDBtMFp4IA_Ri1w23A1kI9qpJpNUC8KDQ2EtGUeYC6nJ22v0Z/s5184/P1143115.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3888" data-original-width="5184" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNj8HfKraUmJp8UNRALlREPLGUPWjVUBTCaWxCC8Y_lDdZLL_2yTTWkdALYzhlS23uBBRvlY2ZHvF13KTuU0_zlOcmokAQwtBCjTMRgLI2AaNx8rA4kWNTP0V_JPW_iOGNORDaNLoFwEDLDBtMFp4IA_Ri1w23A1kI9qpJpNUC8KDQ2EtGUeYC6nJ22v0Z/w400-h300/P1143115.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">This is a strange history book, but fascinating to anyone interested in the ocean, Lego, or pollution. <b><i>Adrift: The Curious Tale of the Lego Lost at Sea,</i></b> by Tracey Williams, 2022 is the story of the sixty-two containers that fell of a cargo ship in 1997. One container held over 5 million pieces of Lego (coincidentally they were all ocean themed pieces of Lego). Soon after the accident people on several continents began to find these Lego bits on their local beaches. I thought Vincent would enjoy this book, and he is already half way through it! There is also a Facebook group for fans of this <b><i>Adrift </i></b>story, where they post photos and stories of their beachcombing Lego finds. This will be a fun history to read. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><p>For the truly curious: </p><p>Christmas Books 2022</p><p><a href="https://nutfieldgenealogy.blogspot.com/2023/01/what-did-genea-santa-bring-christmas.html"><span style="color: #cc0000;">https://nutfieldgenealogy.blogspot.com/2023/01/what-did-genea-santa-bring-christmas.html</span></a> </p><p>Christmas Books 2021</p><p><a href="https://nutfieldgenealogy.blogspot.com/2022/01/what-did-genea-santa-bring-christmas.html"><span style="color: #cc0000;">https://nutfieldgenealogy.blogspot.com/2022/01/what-did-genea-santa-bring-christmas.html</span></a> </p><p>Christmas Books 2020</p><p><a href="https://nutfieldgenealogy.blogspot.com/2021/01/what-did-genea-santa-bring-christmas.html"><span style="color: #cc0000;">https://nutfieldgenealogy.blogspot.com/2021/01/what-did-genea-santa-bring-christmas.html</span></a> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Christmas Books 2019</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://nutfieldgenealogy.blogspot.com/2019/12/what-did-genea-santa-bring-christmas.html"><span style="color: #cc0000;">https://nutfieldgenealogy.blogspot.com/2019/12/what-did-genea-santa-bring-christmas.html</span></a> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><p>Christmas Books 2018 </p><p><a href="https://nutfieldgenealogy.blogspot.com/2019/01/christmas-books-from-santa-2018.html"><span style="color: #cc0000;">https://nutfieldgenealogy.blogspot.com/2019/01/christmas-books-from-santa-2018.html</span></a> </p><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 17.12px;">Christmas Books 2017<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 17.12px;"><a href="https://nutfieldgenealogy.blogspot.com/2018/01/christmas-books-from-santa-2017.html"><span style="color: #cc0000;">https://nutfieldgenealogy.blogspot.com/2018/01/christmas-books-from-santa-2017.html</span></a><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="separator" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"><span style="color: black;"><br />Christmas Books 2016:<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="separator" style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"><span style="color: black;"> <a href="https://nutfieldgenealogy.blogspot.com/2016/12/christmas-books-from-santa-2016.html"><span style="color: #cc0000;">https://nutfieldgenealogy.blogspot.com/2016/12/christmas-books-from-santa-2016.html</span></a> <o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="separator" style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"><span style="color: black;">Christmas Books 2015:<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="separator" style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"><span style="color: black;"><a href="https://nutfieldgenealogy.blogspot.com/2016/01/genealogy-gifts-from-santa-2015.html"><span style="color: #cc0000;">https://nutfieldgenealogy.blogspot.com/2016/01/genealogy-gifts-from-santa-2015.html</span></a> <o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="separator" style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"><span style="color: black;">Christmas Books 2014:<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="separator" style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"><span style="color: black;"><a href="https://nutfieldgenealogy.blogspot.com/2014/01/new-books-for-christmas-santa-was-very.html"><span style="color: #cc0000;">https://nutfieldgenealogy.blogspot.com/2014/01/new-books-for-christmas-santa-was-very.html</span></a><o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="separator" style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"><br /></div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">------------------------</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><b>To Cite/Link to this Blog Post: </b>Heather Wilkinson Rojo, "What did Genea-Santa Bring? Christmas Books 2023", <i>Nutfield Genealogy, </i>posted January 9, 2024, ( <span>https://nutfieldgenealogy.blogspot.com/2024/01/what-did-genea-santa-bring-christmas.html: accessed [access date]). </span></div></div>Heather Wilkinson Rojohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17704949156266722016noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3533717770805440813.post-27192388842441261572024-01-03T00:00:00.000-08:002024-01-22T11:00:00.977-08:00Almudena Cathedral, Madrid, Spain for Weathervane Wednesday<p> Today's weathervane was spotted above the Almudena Cathedral in Madrid, Spain. There are three identical weathervanes on the two spires and the main dome above this cathedral. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvqqZTLUlStfIrvXXPV8CyvMJB2UsUHvf7iSATGTtwNw3H8tAo4FAytcvpvI-zjD__3TOgo4X-FZCwrYRNUFNst2XB82PXeyMxokR2912nE4MJR2c3C6vMPh8pzfztpNVhojXFLYmnMwfqYTkMlMkoqeS6PP_DVT27cXiyw-Vid4W7A6SMUQtb1nupOrTr/s5184/P1132646.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5184" data-original-width="3888" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvqqZTLUlStfIrvXXPV8CyvMJB2UsUHvf7iSATGTtwNw3H8tAo4FAytcvpvI-zjD__3TOgo4X-FZCwrYRNUFNst2XB82PXeyMxokR2912nE4MJR2c3C6vMPh8pzfztpNVhojXFLYmnMwfqYTkMlMkoqeS6PP_DVT27cXiyw-Vid4W7A6SMUQtb1nupOrTr/w480-h640/P1132646.JPG" width="480" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0bl6oZ9_XK8h2O8-R8v9ZAad8JKHpnyvH4RneMb90UbSLcpybS3QsWy70xoooTljLKUhk3vBKnIDKJKI50wZe7FyHpqHecUb9dBmODfVkrRaEErkO-fPdA6va45G0MEbJw9MnFznLaBcYndkE0bvdNBdS8JRCtCPCF7OzmX8ZBcCymHyy-Pp9w38UlGJH/s5184/P1132637.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3888" data-original-width="5184" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0bl6oZ9_XK8h2O8-R8v9ZAad8JKHpnyvH4RneMb90UbSLcpybS3QsWy70xoooTljLKUhk3vBKnIDKJKI50wZe7FyHpqHecUb9dBmODfVkrRaEErkO-fPdA6va45G0MEbJw9MnFznLaBcYndkE0bvdNBdS8JRCtCPCF7OzmX8ZBcCymHyy-Pp9w38UlGJH/s320/P1132637.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkXAdWaqDn3MESeGcK5CBKKxe23jLHQFaNB57yhXZHYRWIXPjbA5kaDOAit3_gCYV43HvR3SN9BvLprxqbBnMbVcFUqzZyUTwTIul9-zSQ0_I9NfiQDJKIChvQ8uFLuVd-0gabRNvY6GvU8BOEgVORnS3tBoEfHT2O-nTgdj-PPdGaLXQEtKrnaizbTK8p/s5184/P1132648.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5184" data-original-width="3888" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkXAdWaqDn3MESeGcK5CBKKxe23jLHQFaNB57yhXZHYRWIXPjbA5kaDOAit3_gCYV43HvR3SN9BvLprxqbBnMbVcFUqzZyUTwTIul9-zSQ0_I9NfiQDJKIChvQ8uFLuVd-0gabRNvY6GvU8BOEgVORnS3tBoEfHT2O-nTgdj-PPdGaLXQEtKrnaizbTK8p/s320/P1132648.JPG" width="240" /></a></div><br /><p>The Cathedral of Saint Mary the Royal of the Almudena is opposite the Royal Palace. It is not as ancient as many other cathedrals in Spain. Construction was started in 1883 and it took 100 years to complete. It was dedicated in 1993 by Pope John Paul II. The royal crypt inside contains many members of King Felipe VI's family and the nobility. The king was married in this cathedral, too. </p><p>We were visiting the Royal Collections Gallery museum when we spotted these weathervanes. This museum is brand new, and it just opened this year. There was a fantastic special exhibit of royal transportation vehicles, including many royal coaches and several early automobiles. There is also a museum inside the cathedral. </p><p>The weathervanes above the cathedral are very simple. The large vane is a simple banner with the initial MA for Maria Almudena. There is an elaborate scroll work cross above the vane, and a gilded ball below. </p><p>For the truly curious:</p><p>Wikipedia Almudena Cathedral- <a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Almudena_Cathedral"><span style="color: #cc0000;">https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Almudena_Cathedral</span></a> </p><p>Other Madrid weathervanes featured at this blog:</p><p>Madrid Air Museum - <a href="https://nutfieldgenealogy.blogspot.com/2023/08/madrid-spain-air-museum-for-weathervane.html"><span style="color: #cc0000;">https://nutfieldgenealogy.blogspot.com/2023/08/madrid-spain-air-museum-for-weathervane.html</span></a> </p><p>Our Lady of the Angels, Madrid - <a href="https://nutfieldgenealogy.blogspot.com/2023/08/a-church-in-madrid-for-weathervane.html"><span style="color: #cc0000;">https://nutfieldgenealogy.blogspot.com/2023/08/a-church-in-madrid-for-weathervane.html</span></a> </p><p>Gas Station, Madrid - <a href="https://nutfieldgenealogy.blogspot.com/2023/08/a-gas-station-in-madrid-spain-for.html"><span style="color: #cc0000;">https://nutfieldgenealogy.blogspot.com/2023/08/a-gas-station-in-madrid-spain-for.html</span></a> </p><p>San Antonio, Madrid- <a href="https://nutfieldgenealogy.blogspot.com/2017/06/weathervane-wednesday-family-church-in.html"><span style="color: #cc0000;">https://nutfieldgenealogy.blogspot.com/2017/06/weathervane-wednesday-family-church-in.html</span></a> </p><p>San Jeronimo, Madrid- <a href="https://nutfieldgenealogy.blogspot.com/2015/03/weathervane-wednesday-7-headed-dragon.html"><span style="color: #cc0000;">https://nutfieldgenealogy.blogspot.com/2015/03/weathervane-wednesday-7-headed-dragon.html</span></a> </p><p>Click here to see over 500 more Weathervane Wednesday posts! <a href="https://nutfieldgenealogy.blogspot.com/search/label/Weathervane%20Wednesday"><span style="color: #cc0000;">https://nutfieldgenealogy.blogspot.com/search/label/Weathervane%20Wednesday</span></a> </p><p>-----------------------</p><p><b>To cite/link to this blog post: </b>Heather Wilkinson Rojo, "Almudena Cathedral, Madrid, Spain for Weathervane Wednesday", <i>Nutfield Genealogy, </i>posted January 3, 2024, ( <span>https://nutfieldgenealogy.blogspot.com/2024/01/almudena-cathedral-madrid-spain-for.html: accessed [access date]). </span></p>Heather Wilkinson Rojohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17704949156266722016noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3533717770805440813.post-15058103024119703912023-12-24T08:20:00.000-08:002023-12-24T08:20:29.707-08:00Merry Christmas, Hamilton, Massachusetts, 1950 <p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDSavcZa0HxwIM85wEFh3CifF1Ku6gFux8Bw20Dvnyd8Iik9YMPvJZKADWiUvjgylNNxfrFVxIP2MSUL2V3EOBxlxChxtF10gknfV3yxvy_dskxVvYBkhzYz8r3zDN6GgQHfy5Ld-QmGEW_Bs1F1WbTbWVKm9KQ4W2Kwxs61QTzYdK0S0VzCRXhNII8raQ/s2851/Allen%20Family%20Crhistmas.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2851" data-original-width="2378" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDSavcZa0HxwIM85wEFh3CifF1Ku6gFux8Bw20Dvnyd8Iik9YMPvJZKADWiUvjgylNNxfrFVxIP2MSUL2V3EOBxlxChxtF10gknfV3yxvy_dskxVvYBkhzYz8r3zDN6GgQHfy5Ld-QmGEW_Bs1F1WbTbWVKm9KQ4W2Kwxs61QTzYdK0S0VzCRXhNII8raQ/w534-h640/Allen%20Family%20Crhistmas.jpg" width="534" /></a></div><br />Merry Christmas! Here is my mother and her family at Christmas around 1950 at my grandparents home on Roosevelt Avenue in Hamilton, Massachusetts. Seventy-three Christmases have come and gone since this photograph was taken. <p></p><p>Back row, my Auntie Mamie (Mary Cecelia Horgan Allen) holding her son, Marty (Martin Michael Allen, born 1950), next to my Uncle Donald Franklin Allen holding Mamie's son, Mickey (Stanley Elmer Allen III), next to my grandfather, Stanley Elmer Allen, my Auntie Barbara, and her husband Edward Baxter Thacher. </p><p>In the middle, my mother is in the plaid shirt.</p><p>The next row down is my Uncle Dickie (Richard Lewis Allen), my grandmother, Gertrude Matilda Hitchings Allen), my Uncle Bobbie (Robert Arthur Allen) and my great aunt (sister to my grandmother) Eunice Mary Hitchings Bunce). </p><p>In the front row the two children seated on the floor are my cousins Sandra Lee Thacher and Allen Baxter Thacher. </p><p>Nearly everyone in this photo has passed away since this photograph was taken in Hamilton, Massachusetts. Only four relatives are still living today. My mother was one of seven siblings, and she is still with us, as well as her youngest brother Dickie. Even most of my first cousins in this photo have passed away except for Sandra and Allen.</p><p><b>To cite/link to this photo: </b>Heather Wilkinson Rojo, "Merry Christmas, Hamilton, Massachusetts, 1950", <i>Nutfield Genealogy, </i>posted December 24, 2023, ( <span>https://nutfieldgenealogy.blogspot.com/2023/12/merry-christmas-hamilton-massachusetts.html: accessed [access date]). </span> </p>Heather Wilkinson Rojohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17704949156266722016noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3533717770805440813.post-81719905863085110172023-12-12T00:00:00.007-08:002023-12-12T00:00:00.133-08:00Major Joshua Coffin, died 1774 - Tombstone Tuesday<p> This tombstone was photographed at the First Parish Burial Ground in Newbury, Massachusetts.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8s1SbLk85SDW0QoON4aNHY7heFMPWIw084GxY-sTu9i5jdBOPniS8TcmAUuDJ2YDPj1wo297XxBfZLuxcJf9FRyv5Ed3wUKzEkjCZGD6bzy5hChjLAPrRyt9aTQBEdWtoXe1l3CMJ1SUfD0JHoMgRMIbRegjPR18H6bqc5MONa0CvlnU-vc_Pjltwcleo/s4896/Major%20Joshua%20Coffin%20(1).JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4896" data-original-width="3264" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8s1SbLk85SDW0QoON4aNHY7heFMPWIw084GxY-sTu9i5jdBOPniS8TcmAUuDJ2YDPj1wo297XxBfZLuxcJf9FRyv5Ed3wUKzEkjCZGD6bzy5hChjLAPrRyt9aTQBEdWtoXe1l3CMJ1SUfD0JHoMgRMIbRegjPR18H6bqc5MONa0CvlnU-vc_Pjltwcleo/w426-h640/Major%20Joshua%20Coffin%20(1).JPG" width="426" /></a></div><br /><p style="text-align: center;">In Memory of</p><p style="text-align: center;"><i>Major</i> JOSHUA COFFIN</p><p style="text-align: center;">who was born January 9th 1732</p><p style="text-align: center;">& died march 30th 1774</p><p style="text-align: center;"><i>He was a Gentleman of</i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i>Ingenuity Humanity & Piety</i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i>Lived Greatly usefull &</i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i>Died Generally Lamented</i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i>The sweet Remembrance of the Just</i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i>Shall Flourish when they sleep in the Dust</i></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="text-align: left;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="text-align: left;">Joshua Coffin, son of Joseph Coffin and Margaret More, was born on 9 January 1732 in Newbury, Massachusetts, and died on 30 March 1774. He married Sarah Bartlett, the daughter of Thomas Bartlett and Hannah Moody, on 21 January 1755 in Newbury and they had twelve children, and eight survived to adulthood. Two sons, Edmund and Joseph Coffin, inherited their father's house, originally built by Tristram Coffin in 1678. In 1929 the Coffin family donated the Coffin house to Historic New England. </span></p><p style="text-align: left;">Joshua's papers and manuscripts are stored at Historic New England under the title "Coffin Family Papers" MS010. Please see this web page for more information: <a href="https://www.historicnewengland.org/explore/collections-access/gusn/187800/"><span style="color: #cc0000;">https://www.historicnewengland.org/explore/collections-access/gusn/187800/</span></a> </p><p style="text-align: left;">For the truly curious:</p><p style="text-align: left;">See the book<b><i> </i></b><span style="background-color: white; font-size: 14px;"><span style="font-family: times;"><b><i>Coffin Gatherings: Five Generations of Descendants of Tristram Coffin of Newbury and Nantucket</i></b>, By W. S. Appleton. Boston: Press of David Clapp & Son, 1896, p 19.</span></span></p><p style="text-align: left;">-----------------------</p><p style="text-align: left;"><b>To cite/link to this blog post: </b>Heather Wilkinson Rojo, "Major Joshua Coffin, died 1774 - Tombstone Tuesday", <i>Nutfield Genealogy, </i>posted 12 December 2023, ( <span>https://nutfieldgenealogy.blogspot.com/2023/12/major-joshua-coffin-died-1774-tombstone.html: accessed [access date]). </span></p>Heather Wilkinson Rojohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17704949156266722016noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3533717770805440813.post-81879612303029253602023-12-05T00:00:00.016-08:002023-12-05T00:00:00.138-08:00Cornelius and Elizabeth Tarbell, Merrimack, New Hampshire - Tombstone Tuesday<p> This double tombstone was photographed at the Turky Hill Cemetery in Merrimack, New Hampshire.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6LUUVVWyPI-TG2koTCrOvx4qZbDRGCf0fXzpbdp0BjO9YOjzu8w_eeO3cm4PywhMuO9ywsC4hfWS0gTWnczjFteDvbebfbjsenKqLCswnfO1TtQNvSOAxCgiXFl8uU0OecOGY-MOJmRwMn2QWTtUZuMgUc5W7yRHwZuDW-CKQLhqtFJK43jJAiS1TgZ3N/s4896/Cornelius%20and%20Elizabeth%20Tarbell%20(1).JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4896" data-original-width="3264" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6LUUVVWyPI-TG2koTCrOvx4qZbDRGCf0fXzpbdp0BjO9YOjzu8w_eeO3cm4PywhMuO9ywsC4hfWS0gTWnczjFteDvbebfbjsenKqLCswnfO1TtQNvSOAxCgiXFl8uU0OecOGY-MOJmRwMn2QWTtUZuMgUc5W7yRHwZuDW-CKQLhqtFJK43jJAiS1TgZ3N/w426-h640/Cornelius%20and%20Elizabeth%20Tarbell%20(1).JPG" width="426" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">In memory of Mr. Cornelious</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">& Mrs. Elizabeth Tarbell</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Mr. Tarbell Mrs. Tarbell</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">died Dec. 11 died June 7</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">1803 in the 1797 in the</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">82 Year of 77 Year of</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">his age. her age.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Erected by Mr. Daniel Ingalls</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2dZZ6IpiMd1Xu3bT9mvIam5W5iUhius7oGxt8ebrPvN8FEtSj34wXNTVwx6moEbW18m_xjLm5vqW2cZn4Fd-6RrpjduRCQ6VzrI1URieDlhBBmxdZgn40gthGgNnOvB1zE1nlqREc7LO6tw8GS4zJcU5ypjESYK1eeqDZJgVsyfhf_srigg9Raaz4EYBx/s4896/Cornelius%20and%20Elizabeth%20Tarbell%20(3).JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3264" data-original-width="4896" height="266" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2dZZ6IpiMd1Xu3bT9mvIam5W5iUhius7oGxt8ebrPvN8FEtSj34wXNTVwx6moEbW18m_xjLm5vqW2cZn4Fd-6RrpjduRCQ6VzrI1URieDlhBBmxdZgn40gthGgNnOvB1zE1nlqREc7LO6tw8GS4zJcU5ypjESYK1eeqDZJgVsyfhf_srigg9Raaz4EYBx/w400-h266/Cornelius%20and%20Elizabeth%20Tarbell%20(3).JPG" width="400" /></a></div><br /><p>Cornelius Tarbell was born 29 March 1722 in the part of Salem, Massachusetts that is now the town of Peabody. He was the son of Cornelius Tarbell and Mary Sharp. Cornelius, Jr. married Elizabeth Giles, and their intent to marry was file on 19 October 1745 in the Salem vital records. Cornelius died 11 December 1803 in Merrimack, New Hampshire. He is buried with his wife, and his mother Mary is buried nearby. </p><p>Elizabeth Giles was born in Danvers, Massachusetts around 1720, and she died on 7 June 1797 in Merrimack. She had at least four children, Elizabeth, Mary, Ruth and Cornelius. The daughter Mary married Daniel Ingalls who paid for this double tombstone. Daniel and Mary Ingalls are also buried at the Turkey Hill Graveyard. </p><p>Cornelius Tarbell was a veteran of the Revolutionary War. He removed from Danvers to Andover to Merrimack where he served as the town moderator and tythingman. Cornelius owned three lots of land in Merrimack, one was across from the meetinghouse. He sold his land to his sons-in-law Daniel Ingalls and Deacon Benjamin Franklin Nourse. </p><p>For more information on this Tarbell family see the book <b><i>Thomas Tarbell and some of his descendants</i></b>, by Charles Henry Wight, published in 1907 by the New England Historic Genealogical Society. </p><p>---------------------</p><p><b>To cite/link to this blog post: </b>Heather Wilkinson Rojo, "Cornelius and Elizabeth Tarbell, Merrimack, New Hampshire - Tombstone Tuesday", <i>Nutfield Genealogy, </i>posted December 5, 2023, ( <span>https://nutfieldgenealogy.blogspot.com/2023/12/cornelius-and-elizabeth-tarbell.html: accessed [access date]). </span> </p>Heather Wilkinson Rojohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17704949156266722016noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3533717770805440813.post-54787324836390214702023-11-28T00:00:00.016-08:002023-11-28T00:00:00.135-08:00Infants Joseph and Benjamin Cummings, died 1774, Merrimack, New Hampshire - Tombstone Tuesday<p> This tombstone was photographed at Turkey Hill Cemetery in Merrimack, New Hampshire.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTOzSZVaFuMIVMOhf2whLC0WoyvacJCS3E5fUZy03K2ug4aVUTXZSTIuiOEgfSUWQN4e5zKOqYzUenznlYA48LFsz5USBuMR9RdOciMuU0FV9bB1g2GNXk5IXlKcIBLG746b3Hb-1n_dWBrGRjCKXGwjYrFHmF0hV40OAcN9LppEecXJxVEIsl10Jk2TvW/s3456/Joseph%20and%20Benjamin%20Cummings%20(1).JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2592" data-original-width="3456" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTOzSZVaFuMIVMOhf2whLC0WoyvacJCS3E5fUZy03K2ug4aVUTXZSTIuiOEgfSUWQN4e5zKOqYzUenznlYA48LFsz5USBuMR9RdOciMuU0FV9bB1g2GNXk5IXlKcIBLG746b3Hb-1n_dWBrGRjCKXGwjYrFHmF0hV40OAcN9LppEecXJxVEIsl10Jk2TvW/w640-h480/Joseph%20and%20Benjamin%20Cummings%20(1).JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Here lies</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">the Bodys</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">of 2 Children Joseph</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">and Benjamin Cummings</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Sons of Mr. Jonathan</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Cummings, Junr & Mrs Deborah</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">his wife. Joseph died</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> May 16th 1774 Aged </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">18 days ????????</div><br /><p>This little tombstone commemorates two small brothers, Joseph and Benjamin, the sons of Jonathan Cummings and his wife Deborah Russell. Jonathan Cummings was the son of Jonathan Cummings and Elizabeth Blanchard, born 5 June 1729 and died 10 July 1787. They lived in what was then called Dunstable, Massachusetts, but it is now Merrimack, New Hampshire. </p><p>The bottom of this little stone was buried below the sod, so I couldn't read the death date of Benjamin. I later found that Joseph and Benjamin were twins, both born on 29 April 1774 in Merrimack. Joseph died 16 May 1774 at age 18 days, and Benjamin died 24 May 1774 at age 25 days. They were two of the fifteen children born to Jonathan and Deborah Cummings. There was a second set of twins born in this family. Rachel and Cyrus Cummings were born 12 May 1775, just a year later than the first set of twins. Cyrus lived to adulthood and married Abigail Davis, but there is no further information on Rachel. </p><p>------------------------</p><p><b>To cite/link to this blog post: </b>Heather Wilkinson Rojo, "Infants Joseph and Benjamin Cummings, died 1774, Merrimack, New Hampshire - Tombstone Tuesday", <i>Nutfield Genealogy, </i>posted November 28, 2023, ( <span>https://nutfieldgenealogy.blogspot.com/2023/11/infants-joseph-and-benjamin-cummings.html: accessed [access date]). </span></p>Heather Wilkinson Rojohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17704949156266722016noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3533717770805440813.post-32911132513418099672023-11-23T00:00:00.031-08:002023-11-23T00:00:00.137-08:00Happy Thanksgiving! Scenes from Plimoth Patuxet<p> We were recently in Plymouth for the General Society of Mayflower Descendants' Congress. 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text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCYXNlHlNeu-JQtVfMikqGcCcx2boa97Mv_lv0yLow6YaziWgsxtaHxeZ6cGa4JHl1h9Cas9k5rc87STNgZw26khNlUQ_UfQIzRt6MUNyAkt2LB62-4oaPy42PRx9cB5VUgdhBq81ajGxMKdMDdvZkhKNL0ll5AopffiOLKSxQyadXK1PSrJw0zztDjwuU/s5184/P1044201.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5184" data-original-width="3888" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCYXNlHlNeu-JQtVfMikqGcCcx2boa97Mv_lv0yLow6YaziWgsxtaHxeZ6cGa4JHl1h9Cas9k5rc87STNgZw26khNlUQ_UfQIzRt6MUNyAkt2LB62-4oaPy42PRx9cB5VUgdhBq81ajGxMKdMDdvZkhKNL0ll5AopffiOLKSxQyadXK1PSrJw0zztDjwuU/w480-h640/P1044201.JPG" width="480" /></a></div><br /><p>Plimoth Patuxet Museum <a href="https://plimoth.org/"><span style="color: #cc0000;">https://plimoth.org/</span></a> </p><p>-----------------</p><p><b>To cite/link to this blog post: </b>Heather Wilkinson Rojo, "Happy Thanksgiving! Scenes from Plimoth Patuxet", <i>Nutfield Genealogy, </i>posted 23 November 2023, ( <span>https://nutfieldgenealogy.blogspot.com/2023/11/happy-thanksgiving-scenes-from-plimoth.html: accessed [access date]). </span></p>Heather Wilkinson Rojohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17704949156266722016noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3533717770805440813.post-59050084532401370502023-11-21T00:00:00.011-08:002023-11-21T00:00:00.165-08:00Mary McAfee Aiken, died 1828, Merrimack, New Hampshire - Tombstone Tuesday<p> This tombstone was photographed at the Turkey Hill Graveyard, Merrimack, New Hampshire.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjbv_z7aqbshVGjQPpqgH4H7wCK_J9G5gwsCu_psRyTz__CtwygFyXuozw_MzQUH0v94XqWAp6TJBcEsAoqCKnmVpzaWqaizAuVt7fFGRg3K_DDtUslqJ7ANcOC-os3GpTmxPZYO0YO3akpp37gY5sNjNjJu6H4LsJzOi-OaiRjO3HVjUoQhhJyYj9fZgL/s4896/Mary%20McAfee%20Aiken%20(1).JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4896" data-original-width="3264" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjbv_z7aqbshVGjQPpqgH4H7wCK_J9G5gwsCu_psRyTz__CtwygFyXuozw_MzQUH0v94XqWAp6TJBcEsAoqCKnmVpzaWqaizAuVt7fFGRg3K_DDtUslqJ7ANcOC-os3GpTmxPZYO0YO3akpp37gY5sNjNjJu6H4LsJzOi-OaiRjO3HVjUoQhhJyYj9fZgL/w426-h640/Mary%20McAfee%20Aiken%20(1).JPG" width="426" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">IN</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Memory of</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">MRS. MARY</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">relict of Lt. John Aiken,</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">who died April 12</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">1828. AEt 65</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i>Surviving friends come take a thought,</i></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i>How soon the grave must be your lot;</i></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i>Make sure of Christ while life remains,</i></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i>And death will be eternal gain.</i> </div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjumb1q3rVGcJkE3S054cTLAdrXV8q2gyyf65mkASoLyr1g1eYEzY2JciA-_dFYGJrmI6VikiESTB9DUUozY1cYVGUr1bMHzWnG573Oq9-ldc2rm5pWroQIGz0sEnwLDB5FrByGu4mf2PD1oKeeuybBCCgpDng0wHQFu5L2L1xKqnHdGRp4yAETovPQd6Z6/s4896/Mary%20McAfee%20Aiken%20(2).JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3264" data-original-width="4896" height="213" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjumb1q3rVGcJkE3S054cTLAdrXV8q2gyyf65mkASoLyr1g1eYEzY2JciA-_dFYGJrmI6VikiESTB9DUUozY1cYVGUr1bMHzWnG573Oq9-ldc2rm5pWroQIGz0sEnwLDB5FrByGu4mf2PD1oKeeuybBCCgpDng0wHQFu5L2L1xKqnHdGRp4yAETovPQd6Z6/s320/Mary%20McAfee%20Aiken%20(2).JPG" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCUYTilncRX8V22PqNunZRy4ZWIYONysl4aYxoHGZu6IzRzssnfV6BIDd7oa3UAiGlYHe2PrZ1Tc0ZpW3ViDXnWMTCxkasMsKC9LfleVSb8bHfthl30UO5MhWe12iEH9DdbAdbWEm-0ZbTAdTZNHmjPErRCzLH7W_cHnpqFbm9jbjCbJh67eSR-sPqDl72/s4896/Mary%20McAfee%20Aiken%20(3).JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3264" data-original-width="4896" height="213" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCUYTilncRX8V22PqNunZRy4ZWIYONysl4aYxoHGZu6IzRzssnfV6BIDd7oa3UAiGlYHe2PrZ1Tc0ZpW3ViDXnWMTCxkasMsKC9LfleVSb8bHfthl30UO5MhWe12iEH9DdbAdbWEm-0ZbTAdTZNHmjPErRCzLH7W_cHnpqFbm9jbjCbJh67eSR-sPqDl72/s320/Mary%20McAfee%20Aiken%20(3).JPG" width="320" /></a></div><br /><p>Mary McAfee was born 16 May 1763 in Bedford, New Hampshire, the daughter of Matthew McDuffee and Susanna Morrison. The name McAfee and McDuffee were considered different spellings of the same family name. Mary married John Aiken in 1781, and she died on 12 April 1828 in Merrimack. See this link for more about the McAfee/McDuffee family <a href="http://www.nh.searchroots.com/HillsboroughCo/Merrimack/familytrees10.htm"><span style="color: #cc0000;">http://www.nh.searchroots.com/HillsboroughCo/Merrimack/familytrees10.htm</span></a> </p><p>John Aiken was born 18 November 1728 in Londonderry, New Hampshire, a descendant of Edward Aiken of Ulster, Northern Ireland. John Aiken was a veteran of the Revolutionary War, and is listed in Parker's <b><i>History of Londonderry, NH</i></b>, page 22. </p><p>--------------------------</p><p><b>To cite/link to this blog post: </b>Heather Wilkinson Rojo, "Mary McAfee Aiken, died 1828, Merrimack, New Hampshire - Tombstone Tuesday", <i>Nutfield Genealogy, </i>posted 21 November 2023, ( <span>https://nutfieldgenealogy.blogspot.com/2023/11/mary-mcafee-aiken-died-1828-merrimack.html: accessed [access date]). </span></p>Heather Wilkinson Rojohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17704949156266722016noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3533717770805440813.post-13160434986693606872023-11-14T00:00:00.004-08:002023-11-14T00:00:00.138-08:00John Stickney, died 1727, Newbury, Massachusetts - Tombstone Tuesday<p> This tombstone was photographed at the First Parish Burying Ground in Newbury, Massachusetts.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkmHzjWyv_RqtDRWulAXMl6_VxALYB-nBWQwvkd5KfTGeuzzxr86eV5qn-nAuv45a08DxRyYPwX6qIWA7HIzFeYhiOc7wixdQJefW043E9LUPOYpdzsD8AmNo8aXHhEcHLzJX4qbvWzZzA4UILAKeWPKEyQ6KrcGSOEgEziG2GBoqk7EFb6oxPblC_2-jB/s4896/John%20Stickney%20(1).JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4896" data-original-width="3264" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkmHzjWyv_RqtDRWulAXMl6_VxALYB-nBWQwvkd5KfTGeuzzxr86eV5qn-nAuv45a08DxRyYPwX6qIWA7HIzFeYhiOc7wixdQJefW043E9LUPOYpdzsD8AmNo8aXHhEcHLzJX4qbvWzZzA4UILAKeWPKEyQ6KrcGSOEgEziG2GBoqk7EFb6oxPblC_2-jB/w426-h640/John%20Stickney%20(1).JPG" width="426" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">HERE LYES BURIED</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">the BODY OF Mr.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">JOHN STICKNEY</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">WHO DIED</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">AUGUST Ye</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">13, 1727</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">IN the 62nd</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">YEAR OF HIS AGE. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5ZTR0PwYh3CXzTUG6VRj-blnAPZUQ9EbEWcYiMP7avlZYBEZvJlXMpX3PC3XKvxbU_PmgSQhlb2y1iWoFZcfWiQP1TGO5xAZaOCWX8VLdGy2W1VY-ICs3OF485UeCLAnuycOWP5N5JPVP2AK9RpD_xpGP77M-nJNjkcFnKqrlrFB610frxHzh_MsDKJhs/s4896/John%20Stickney%20(4).JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3264" data-original-width="4896" height="213" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5ZTR0PwYh3CXzTUG6VRj-blnAPZUQ9EbEWcYiMP7avlZYBEZvJlXMpX3PC3XKvxbU_PmgSQhlb2y1iWoFZcfWiQP1TGO5xAZaOCWX8VLdGy2W1VY-ICs3OF485UeCLAnuycOWP5N5JPVP2AK9RpD_xpGP77M-nJNjkcFnKqrlrFB610frxHzh_MsDKJhs/s320/John%20Stickney%20(4).JPG" width="320" /></a></div><br /><p>John Stickney was born 23 June 1666 in Newbury, Massachusetts, the son of Amos Stickney and Sarah Morse Acreman. He was married to Mary Poor on 10 December 1689 and they had eight children who all lived to be married. John was a weaver, and he died 13 August 1727 in Newbury. </p><p>This tombstone is more folksy than the surrounding tombstones, and the epitaph is inscribed in a way that awkwardly fills the space. The death's head motif at the crown of the stone is very simple compared to some of the more realistic and elaborate carvings on nearby tombstones. You can tell that this was the memorial to a yeoman, and not a wealthy resident of Newbury.</p><p>-----------------------------</p><p><b>To cite/link to this post: </b>Heather Wilkinson Rojo, "John Stickney, died 1727, Newbury, Massachusetts - Tombstone Tuesday", <i>Nutfield Genealogy, </i>posted on 14 November 2023, ( <span>https://nutfieldgenealogy.blogspot.com/2023/11/john-stickney-died-1727-newbury.html: accessed [access date]). </span></p>Heather Wilkinson Rojohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17704949156266722016noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3533717770805440813.post-74456616416107814842023-11-07T00:00:00.039-08:002023-11-07T00:00:00.348-08:00Sarah Martyn Barnard, died 1770, Newbury, Massachusetts - Tombstone Tuesday<p> This tombstone was photographed at the First Parish Burying Ground in Newbury, Massachusetts.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjby8XuGt8SD9dFbYbY6n4k4T7xbwRhxOJevl2Y7bB6ABi1mf8kXLFXvwQlv4rb7u8dQtbnpb6c89sLxBlSU0QPvEHFnVflS1KvFboW1DC2u1QGwBg0suA6abpaMSwrvvRvbFtHs01bpRX0VrVHza0ld1FMY57WUg7FpbzcvJDmfupqdA0euao2zMgn0Ezr/s4896/Sarah%20Martin%20Barnard%20d.%201770%20(2).JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4896" data-original-width="3264" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjby8XuGt8SD9dFbYbY6n4k4T7xbwRhxOJevl2Y7bB6ABi1mf8kXLFXvwQlv4rb7u8dQtbnpb6c89sLxBlSU0QPvEHFnVflS1KvFboW1DC2u1QGwBg0suA6abpaMSwrvvRvbFtHs01bpRX0VrVHza0ld1FMY57WUg7FpbzcvJDmfupqdA0euao2zMgn0Ezr/w426-h640/Sarah%20Martin%20Barnard%20d.%201770%20(2).JPG" width="426" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">This Stone is erected to ye memory</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">of Madam SARAH BARNARD</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Relict of the Revd.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">JOHN BARNARD of Andover,</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">who through along course of years, by</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">eminency of devotion irreproachable</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">purity & Sanctity of manners and</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">an enlarged benevolence, exhibited the</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">christian character to great advantage</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">with an unshaken faith in ye Redeemer,</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">and longing after a better world, She</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">??? Novr. 23, 1770 AEtat. 72. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhx38KlHFoDyqxksqYq_zHMSXNYKLpVCMMUMbl-Og3muP0WK4GMVbBG9ra5C_HHViEEkfEZWYUp7NeHWrUGACOHT223jnnMg1ION6SdTB9T1_maejxhwuWWgb7KNDZ07cwAlLRbePmzXyXDwwFbTlA602QVxvN8GbrFX62oUx7pG5YnPy-IwJj44beuZFuI/s4896/Sarah%20Martin%20Barnard%20d.%201770%20(1).JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3264" data-original-width="4896" height="213" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhx38KlHFoDyqxksqYq_zHMSXNYKLpVCMMUMbl-Og3muP0WK4GMVbBG9ra5C_HHViEEkfEZWYUp7NeHWrUGACOHT223jnnMg1ION6SdTB9T1_maejxhwuWWgb7KNDZ07cwAlLRbePmzXyXDwwFbTlA602QVxvN8GbrFX62oUx7pG5YnPy-IwJj44beuZFuI/s320/Sarah%20Martin%20Barnard%20d.%201770%20(1).JPG" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div>Sarah Martin, was born 16 August 1672, the daughter of Edward Martyn and Sarah White of Boston. She married Reverend John Barnard on 20 October 1715. The Reverend Barnard was buried 14 June 1757 at the Old North Parish Burying Ground in North Andover, Massachusetts. Apparently the widow Sarah was living in Newbury with her daughter Sarah, wife of the Reverend Dr. Tucker, after the Reverend Barnard passed away. The Parson Barnard House was built in Andover in 1715, and in 1950 it was donated to the North Andover Historical Society.<div><br /></div><div>John Barnard was born 26 February 1689/90 in Andover, the son of the Reverend Thomas Barnard and Elizabeth Price. John Barnard Senior was the junior minister under the Reverend Francis Dane in Andover. He graduated from Harvard in 1709, and taught school in Andover. When his father died he was invited to be his successor in 1718. John Barnard and Sarah Martin had six children, including Thomas (minister of the Second Church of Newbury and the First Church of Salem); Edward; Sarah (mentioned above); John who died at age 16 while a student at Harvard, and two daughters named Elisabeth who died young. [see the Andover Vital Records]. </div><div><div><br /></div><div>The elder Reverend Barnard was present during the witch trials of 1692 that spilled out of Salem into Andover, Massachusetts. Both ministers Barnard and Dane signed a petition in support of the accused. In 1697 Reverend Dane died and Reverend Barnard became the sole minister to Andover. <br /><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>For the truly curious:</div><div><br /></div><div>The Parson Barnard House: <a href="https://salemwitchmuseum.com/locations/parson-barnard-house/"><span style="color: #cc0000;">https://salemwitchmuseum.com/locations/parson-barnard-house/</span></a> </div><div><br /></div><div>North Andover Historical Society: <u><a href="https://www.northandoverhistoricalsociety.org/parson-barnard-house-barn"><span style="color: #cc0000;">https://www.northandoverhistoricalsociety.org/parson-barnard-house-barn</span></a></u> </div><div><br /></div><div>Rev. John Barnard's memorial at Find A Grave: <a href="https://www.findagrave.com/memorial/69213325/john-barnard"><span style="color: #cc0000;">https://www.findagrave.com/memorial/69213325/john-barnard</span></a> </div><div><br /></div><div>"Early Records of the Barnard Family of Andover" compiled by Charlotte Helen Abbott at the Andover Public Library (see page 18) <a href="https://mhl.org/sites/default/files/files/Abbott/Barnard%20Family.pdf"><span style="color: #cc0000;">https://mhl.org/sites/default/files/files/Abbott/Barnard%20Family.pdf</span></a> </div><div><br /></div><div>An interesting manuscript about some silver donated to Rev. John Barnard's church by his mother-in-law, Sarah White Martin. This silver tankard has disappeared from the church. <a href="https://search.library.wisc.edu/digital/AUR6IVKS4RP2CT9C/pages/AF63VJEMJVH3O482?as=text"><span style="color: #cc0000;">https://search.library.wisc.edu/digital/AUR6IVKS4RP2CT9C/pages/AF63VJEMJVH3O482?as=text</span></a> </div><div><br /></div><div>-------------------------</div><div><br /></div><div><b>To cite/link to this blog post: </b>Heather Wilkinson Rojo, "Sarah Martyn Barnard, died 1770, Newbury, Massachusetts - Tombstone Tuesday", <i>Nutfield Genealogy, </i>posted November 7, 2023, ( <span>https://nutfieldgenealogy.blogspot.com/2023/11/sarah-martyn-barnard-died-1770-newbury.html: accessed [access date]). </span></div></div></div>Heather Wilkinson Rojohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17704949156266722016noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3533717770805440813.post-46247164623888760152023-10-31T00:00:00.004-07:002023-10-31T00:00:00.140-07:00Elizabeth Gerrish Greenleaf, died 1712, Newbury, Massachusetts - Tombstone Tuesday<p> This tombstone was photographed at the First Parish Burial Ground in Newbury, Massachusetts. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiu9snTAj46KX8RzN5j0MoFwjB1G7Pa5pxsZ-Z8EQB8q7kYpH9s0uX5JzNbJcPVc6FliuKEW2spZdAmp_tYg4CmVE68pSDDHR-Tct0wRsZyc4alfQY8R0gFYzo1rVK4PcaG_fw9k46rVWYhJxvUMgHUfYM6ol1fGptXVMw1SD0Wh84yqY0SI3fAEHuuKzZg/s4896/Elizabeth%20Gerrish%20Greenleaf.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3264" data-original-width="4896" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiu9snTAj46KX8RzN5j0MoFwjB1G7Pa5pxsZ-Z8EQB8q7kYpH9s0uX5JzNbJcPVc6FliuKEW2spZdAmp_tYg4CmVE68pSDDHR-Tct0wRsZyc4alfQY8R0gFYzo1rVK4PcaG_fw9k46rVWYhJxvUMgHUfYM6ol1fGptXVMw1SD0Wh84yqY0SI3fAEHuuKzZg/w640-h426/Elizabeth%20Gerrish%20Greenleaf.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><br /><p style="text-align: center;">HERE LYES INTERRED</p><p style="text-align: center;">Ye BODY OF</p><p style="text-align: center;">ELIZABETH GREENLEAF</p><p style="text-align: center;">WIFE TO CAP. STEPHEN</p><p style="text-align: center;">GREENLEAF DECEr. ye 5th</p><p style="text-align: center;">OF AUGUst 1712 IN Ye 58th</p><p style="text-align: center;">YEAR OF HER AGE.</p><p style="text-align: left;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: left;">Elizabeth Gerrish, daughter of William Gerrish and Joanna Lowell, was born 10 September 1654 in Newbury. She married Stephen Greenleaf, son of Stephen Greenleaf and Elizabeth Coffin, on 23 October 1676 in Newbury. They had ten children born in Newbury. Stephen remarried to Hannah Tristram on 19 September 1713. </p><p style="text-align: left;">Elizabeth and Stephen Greenleaf are my 9th great grandparents. I descend from their daughter Elizabeth, born 12 January 1677 in Newbury, who married Henry Clarke on 7 November 1695 in Newbury. Elizabeth died in 1724. </p><p>----------------</p><p><b>To cite/link to this blog post: </b>Heather Wilkinson Rojo, "Elizabeth Gerrish Greenleaf, died 1712, Newbury, Massachusetts - Tombstone Tuesday", <i>Nutfield Genealogy, </i>posted 31 October 2023, ( <span>https://nutfieldgenealogy.blogspot.com/2023/10/elizabeth-gerrish-greenleaf-died-1712.html: accessed [access date]).</span></p>Heather Wilkinson Rojohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17704949156266722016noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3533717770805440813.post-61378965904789919862023-10-24T00:00:00.051-07:002023-10-24T05:24:39.990-07:00Several Generations of Linens and Lace from Spain<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzvjus7hGRyz3-IiOkEu84S5jnB9fIttoAUveCLok-3B8fcUtdWkm80hkvHTn9XGSxlcLxkzGI1rxbsvxBY-hXnMrN3SEEfhZIoG1r2E0YLMhRcaxRdxUTXPpDADkLcNfbYPyeskUIuSd0FO0aeGXSLWi6JObIxUURedmUG1pDeBMTmE3STGowHGlxLZvj/s5184/P1044625.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3888" data-original-width="5184" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzvjus7hGRyz3-IiOkEu84S5jnB9fIttoAUveCLok-3B8fcUtdWkm80hkvHTn9XGSxlcLxkzGI1rxbsvxBY-hXnMrN3SEEfhZIoG1r2E0YLMhRcaxRdxUTXPpDADkLcNfbYPyeskUIuSd0FO0aeGXSLWi6JObIxUURedmUG1pDeBMTmE3STGowHGlxLZvj/w640-h480/P1044625.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p>Cleaning out a home after a death is a sad and nostalgic task. When my mother-in-law recently passed away in Spain, we had to sort out everything in her apartment. We had to give away or throw away many item. My husband brought home only a few items from her apartment. He was not able to bring much because he could only bring what fit in his suitcases (and he paid for two extra suitcases). Some of those items were fragile (crystal glasses) and some were heavy (books) that needed padding so they wouldn't shift or break, so he wrapped them in the heirloom linens we found in the closet. Several generations of my mother-in-law's family owned this apartment. </p><p>It turns out that these linens were quite beautiful, but a bit dingy from being stored a long time. Some looked brand new as if they were never used. I think the dry climate in Spain helped preserve them from mold or mildew spots. I researched a bit on how to restore these handmade, delicate items. We decided that we were probably going to use some of them, but my daughter and I didn't want all of them. Here is what I did to clean and store them:</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUoO9k4FSFPU8_HFWk1DUA0PZw-1ZgfTiWD3z5R8mpJciTWKT6X9a9EXF42sPiibSoKD5pWdDjOkej3TKpnW7mCUHFjvg2Eo6WAz5AABO6jYvtEz88gPxtTTxRuh-EkbL8Bi5ltH10CoPKM0lH630F3Zj39DczZ2cHQqHAaUA_uAoYiYWQzq3ta3wdNYvS/s5184/P1044604.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3888" data-original-width="5184" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUoO9k4FSFPU8_HFWk1DUA0PZw-1ZgfTiWD3z5R8mpJciTWKT6X9a9EXF42sPiibSoKD5pWdDjOkej3TKpnW7mCUHFjvg2Eo6WAz5AABO6jYvtEz88gPxtTTxRuh-EkbL8Bi5ltH10CoPKM0lH630F3Zj39DczZ2cHQqHAaUA_uAoYiYWQzq3ta3wdNYvS/s320/P1044604.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixyAmKd6R8i23enbPNV19KDVM7NYCbSC0R7qYlpUFodSihlRuqbq59rkolRQQETt8jtvCx3h1c8tIJIFnpskmnURBvrD_7WN1L2sGNco_Lzn9C8IDdYW-fbqkfDFZAbc7QC4zbC1SDl9RLEGVSV0VBDwYuxctR3fofDnee5urkYxENyZR6ljsMYZsNuBsU/s5184/P1044603.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3888" data-original-width="5184" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixyAmKd6R8i23enbPNV19KDVM7NYCbSC0R7qYlpUFodSihlRuqbq59rkolRQQETt8jtvCx3h1c8tIJIFnpskmnURBvrD_7WN1L2sGNco_Lzn9C8IDdYW-fbqkfDFZAbc7QC4zbC1SDl9RLEGVSV0VBDwYuxctR3fofDnee5urkYxENyZR6ljsMYZsNuBsU/s320/P1044603.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">The advice was to not use anything harsh like bleach or detergent. I soaked them for several days in a bathtub filled with warm water and Oxy-clean. This brightened up the linens and was not caustic. Most of them were not stained, fortunately, just dingy from storage. The water turned yellow from the years of dust, so I changed the water daily that the linens were soaking in. </div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRo0K4fUKvsJdqZ4GKCgiYozbMyfq1GlomjNCtO0PaY8Gqz3pUQPBn9Upwpk4kX-At4aa3f4tJBpWE59f1dUrm5c6F8wpySNb6ym3thB_Q3xSoS_RpbNkU7D-shebXaaXLSRGfM5xK6yp8aujIsE7lxdGXac54BfQkRf80UIWSYpAdRqhEdFQg2rXgNKJK/s5184/P1044605.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5184" data-original-width="3888" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRo0K4fUKvsJdqZ4GKCgiYozbMyfq1GlomjNCtO0PaY8Gqz3pUQPBn9Upwpk4kX-At4aa3f4tJBpWE59f1dUrm5c6F8wpySNb6ym3thB_Q3xSoS_RpbNkU7D-shebXaaXLSRGfM5xK6yp8aujIsE7lxdGXac54BfQkRf80UIWSYpAdRqhEdFQg2rXgNKJK/s320/P1044605.JPG" width="240" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">To rinse them I used the hand held shower wand in the bathroom with warm water, and then put them through the short rinse only cycle in the washing machine. This step would be skipped if the items were especially fragile, but most of what we had was in excellent shape and quite sturdy, even though we figured some of them were over 100 years old. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRSO6Sr1asUEiaca0tvd_PmlbDowmVZKSpkeqtEvIn7JfUARVMBssgA0sx-YDoNADBfpHQtrH5Q3kyb3wzipIPKc9VJyRoMBHaKDyORNRW_HbjOHleJC85X4RXiCovtkTT_Xr6DtwdE3-ekreQVVkGGdSxktXfFDGKgnAE_QrHRMYseR6kQeQPFUClImnb/s5184/P1044607.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3888" data-original-width="5184" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRSO6Sr1asUEiaca0tvd_PmlbDowmVZKSpkeqtEvIn7JfUARVMBssgA0sx-YDoNADBfpHQtrH5Q3kyb3wzipIPKc9VJyRoMBHaKDyORNRW_HbjOHleJC85X4RXiCovtkTT_Xr6DtwdE3-ekreQVVkGGdSxktXfFDGKgnAE_QrHRMYseR6kQeQPFUClImnb/s320/P1044607.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Some of the items like tablecloths and bedding I ironed on medium heat while they were still damp. They came out beautiful. This step could be skipped for very delicate items, or lacy doilies. </div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTyQco4HUNuYM2wtKYH4WZgdRhYJ1dzCI4WktJ8fFRm9V5l4qTOci_6tk1iRTeEITZDyiTMl8VBE-PGaXhVzFW_AuBH58Ka1LnmEfz76RHR-rVJNIAR46cwyvx3sMSCcmqryEEr7CnzSOh-9ORWCAp_NpSawcEhB3jwPzkyWjpqd4Sf0371geqPGWvdKAg/s5184/P1044608.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5184" data-original-width="3888" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTyQco4HUNuYM2wtKYH4WZgdRhYJ1dzCI4WktJ8fFRm9V5l4qTOci_6tk1iRTeEITZDyiTMl8VBE-PGaXhVzFW_AuBH58Ka1LnmEfz76RHR-rVJNIAR46cwyvx3sMSCcmqryEEr7CnzSOh-9ORWCAp_NpSawcEhB3jwPzkyWjpqd4Sf0371geqPGWvdKAg/s320/P1044608.JPG" width="240" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlBsw4-SLyAreUUn92v9aKX352N08RVNGADLaIY_c7tjw9N9q1CKBy93Ixup4aXCyzBOQyNJAm7Rw2huIbl8zlzAn0gk3DEV4TvL_zF1zPPyR7-c3Wods9y0wSWS2IHaWXOG0Vq0mI_lVSxi2N1tgW8VFvJJ3e1u5Vhl20amaMeA0-e-d2lUm2Ngw8UrFM/s5184/P1044611.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3888" data-original-width="5184" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlBsw4-SLyAreUUn92v9aKX352N08RVNGADLaIY_c7tjw9N9q1CKBy93Ixup4aXCyzBOQyNJAm7Rw2huIbl8zlzAn0gk3DEV4TvL_zF1zPPyR7-c3Wods9y0wSWS2IHaWXOG0Vq0mI_lVSxi2N1tgW8VFvJJ3e1u5Vhl20amaMeA0-e-d2lUm2Ngw8UrFM/s320/P1044611.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">An embroidered hanky!</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiX2AdqYud7LPsBq4pnBA0Tk8fYADWlT24TOH-KaxMemfxRvq-wF9vGRKbNVlvOQt6JVyLzWc2dIj9Yyxo79ZguMK_WM3onHO5M9zgSsXwTzxlL9N1sLHk2pEFbYy7jGIC3i7aKYOGkaoPhLkZTXj17Wbyirx44mu4OgWWY4Iasz-V4JNllKREIrCwq8x6r/s5184/P1044613.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3888" data-original-width="5184" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiX2AdqYud7LPsBq4pnBA0Tk8fYADWlT24TOH-KaxMemfxRvq-wF9vGRKbNVlvOQt6JVyLzWc2dIj9Yyxo79ZguMK_WM3onHO5M9zgSsXwTzxlL9N1sLHk2pEFbYy7jGIC3i7aKYOGkaoPhLkZTXj17Wbyirx44mu4OgWWY4Iasz-V4JNllKREIrCwq8x6r/s320/P1044613.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Lace and crocheted items were air dried, some flat, and some on a drying rack</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnEArbGayiQ2yfwh8XZZ8Y_1eNgf1qYwOdqK3fIpcZGFYiI08GiXwxsc4AANemiAKGKJyRbnahoVYnPCkZrghB2XlUt7ERKkgW4MSVNPcEqASiGn_uh6P5tzo9XSf8enAT6VhNee1rD42EzLQjYUrHDIcDI9HTGkdRkQw8lh78Da6jm2v7dC9Y84sWwyjG/s5184/P1044619.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3888" data-original-width="5184" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnEArbGayiQ2yfwh8XZZ8Y_1eNgf1qYwOdqK3fIpcZGFYiI08GiXwxsc4AANemiAKGKJyRbnahoVYnPCkZrghB2XlUt7ERKkgW4MSVNPcEqASiGn_uh6P5tzo9XSf8enAT6VhNee1rD42EzLQjYUrHDIcDI9HTGkdRkQw8lh78Da6jm2v7dC9Y84sWwyjG/s320/P1044619.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">A very delicate hanky! It was so fine you could see through it! </div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVb_PrDAPncn8QXlfqySEu0pF8NCb6InKP8ntQtIX8omU19WZuo7pVxFZfm1p5jOA33-lA02Glnc2mZT5NHVoCLSbQngJ9FP2pezt-1rUBdFxnuuCmqzjxyv-a2xtd11um0ZjJXRY7a00dZd-aOkAuyq2-DMB6lcvUln_woi8xkjAB2EZCp6ft12jQr9Yv/s5184/P1044621.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3888" data-original-width="5184" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVb_PrDAPncn8QXlfqySEu0pF8NCb6InKP8ntQtIX8omU19WZuo7pVxFZfm1p5jOA33-lA02Glnc2mZT5NHVoCLSbQngJ9FP2pezt-1rUBdFxnuuCmqzjxyv-a2xtd11um0ZjJXRY7a00dZd-aOkAuyq2-DMB6lcvUln_woi8xkjAB2EZCp6ft12jQr9Yv/s320/P1044621.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgW7cR1qbuVW-zXoimfAikeBqPKSdJn55de5Brk1gZzxBXpX2qWj2EHgYUOQii2N3nWa0CrgVk386_-7xrfzeTPzyw88fhbNWHFMr5bbrmdD7xjmJOgMvbQzCLRsBUWWoaUZODdHx9GzgUe17CQcHE2gfqKM0g6FUtdu5Ypv4jned4xpLfrtBmfDIFfSjgN/s5184/P1044628.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3888" data-original-width="5184" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgW7cR1qbuVW-zXoimfAikeBqPKSdJn55de5Brk1gZzxBXpX2qWj2EHgYUOQii2N3nWa0CrgVk386_-7xrfzeTPzyw88fhbNWHFMr5bbrmdD7xjmJOgMvbQzCLRsBUWWoaUZODdHx9GzgUe17CQcHE2gfqKM0g6FUtdu5Ypv4jned4xpLfrtBmfDIFfSjgN/w400-h300/P1044628.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">An embroidered bedsheet</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">I spent several days washing, sorting, rinsing, drying and ironing dozens of pillow cases, napkins, bedding, and tablecloths. I decided to keep only a few. I really don't want these items to just end up stored in a closet for another 100 years. I'm keeping just what I will use - a few hankies, some beautiful napkins, and some smaller items. The rest I will share with my daughter, and then we will give away or sell the rest. I know that linens are not valuable or costly, but it seems a shame to just toss them or continue storing them. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Here is the mystery. Some of the items are embroidered with "C M", which was my husband's grandmother's monogram - Maria Consuelo Martin (1908 - 2001) she was married in 1933 in Villar de Ciervo, Salamanca, Spain, so she probably made a lot of these before her marriage. Her mother was Josefa Rivero (1884 - 1937), married in 1904 also in Villar de Ciervo, and some of these items came from her marriage. There are also sheets and pillowcases with a mystery monogram (see below). Maybe this is not a monogram? Is it just an abstract design? Perhaps it is a design for the letter "G", which was Consuelo's husband (Jose Garcia (1908-1954))? It could be an "S" for Jose's father Sebastian Garcia (1878-1962)? </div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPAyK9RxpTfuUFtYaZ7Ww-3lCSrrKihITlLVqdE_cD68iEMsuUxo5qKs6Ockk1T2G7_hUmCDHv_pV_3Jdejt5QOHmD7PB4qpBdx5UMzH4pYuHVaS8rGkwFdPh7mvk4UdxpU5EjUyN87dPNpfZZcGF0LTEM_2OziJf7UEGFMmIzLg89wtvXjni9lGS4OVs4/s5184/P1044736.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3888" data-original-width="5184" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPAyK9RxpTfuUFtYaZ7Ww-3lCSrrKihITlLVqdE_cD68iEMsuUxo5qKs6Ockk1T2G7_hUmCDHv_pV_3Jdejt5QOHmD7PB4qpBdx5UMzH4pYuHVaS8rGkwFdPh7mvk4UdxpU5EjUyN87dPNpfZZcGF0LTEM_2OziJf7UEGFMmIzLg89wtvXjni9lGS4OVs4/s320/P1044736.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiEtyfz_ekoYiwQya6Bhcv1-OqaIb129YJUWJXj3FPeIWqQYM4BbolUlgZ71BR7wHhMRGGYv1_gybj80bIfiQBW5FihylysdTKVQO1TYvWeEbiXBmB7dQiHDysrrUE0F2xCXBwJARQtYFEQP5fUZUgWhKQkwvQDRtOouViJaXvIWT_op82hA2zfcyA8_JM/s5184/P1044738.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5184" data-original-width="3888" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiEtyfz_ekoYiwQya6Bhcv1-OqaIb129YJUWJXj3FPeIWqQYM4BbolUlgZ71BR7wHhMRGGYv1_gybj80bIfiQBW5FihylysdTKVQO1TYvWeEbiXBmB7dQiHDysrrUE0F2xCXBwJARQtYFEQP5fUZUgWhKQkwvQDRtOouViJaXvIWT_op82hA2zfcyA8_JM/s320/P1044738.JPG" width="240" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Temporary storage for the clean linens.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">For long term storage I would recommend acid free materials. </div><br /><p>----------------------------------</p><p><b>To cite/link to this blog post: </b>Heather Wilkinson Rojo, "Several Generations of Linens and Lace from Spain", <i>Nutfield Genealogy, </i>posted October 24, 2023, ( <span>https://nutfieldgenealogy.blogspot.com/2023/10/several-generations-of-linens-and-lace.html: accessed [access date]). </span></p>Heather Wilkinson Rojohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17704949156266722016noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3533717770805440813.post-53439510346929283562023-10-18T00:00:00.007-07:002023-10-18T13:27:02.266-07:00"The Black Pearl", Newport, Rhode Island for Weathervane Wednesday<p> This weathervane was photographed on the waterfront in Newport, Rhode Island.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZGUcziVo0Sbb3uiTXZ8J3MQnwKu-6tt3zykW7WzWLTWwSemJGXcU1MpT5_tHRiqU4zVB_WVcM3oKuyWmxAFKIbyArve_ddTOGIfO9rSIxc1mVIBL3kU2KWLKrddw3ukLIl3woCB7BTYb0Rz6rT_mvfkyoHBTtEaI5iDhf-RUfb3lNuSFDPH4VsARhDQFl/s5184/P1044046.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3888" data-original-width="5184" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZGUcziVo0Sbb3uiTXZ8J3MQnwKu-6tt3zykW7WzWLTWwSemJGXcU1MpT5_tHRiqU4zVB_WVcM3oKuyWmxAFKIbyArve_ddTOGIfO9rSIxc1mVIBL3kU2KWLKrddw3ukLIl3woCB7BTYb0Rz6rT_mvfkyoHBTtEaI5iDhf-RUfb3lNuSFDPH4VsARhDQFl/w640-h480/P1044046.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivAQuhnxDcUVWWh4rb2Gi3Rza9gSRPonERneYeexMV-uSeShsfYZk1wzj1CWMNhF_MVckST0oVb4XCanr7fsdAn1UGgRdaZOSnRg4vBjN-aQ5B4W_w8iPX0JdhTrtx0WW_WcnLn6oMx6smJrwhtf--xXURM-NqcjRXc95BaATS8InVTqvybrA56fDl5bRk/s5184/P1044043.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5184" data-original-width="3888" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivAQuhnxDcUVWWh4rb2Gi3Rza9gSRPonERneYeexMV-uSeShsfYZk1wzj1CWMNhF_MVckST0oVb4XCanr7fsdAn1UGgRdaZOSnRg4vBjN-aQ5B4W_w8iPX0JdhTrtx0WW_WcnLn6oMx6smJrwhtf--xXURM-NqcjRXc95BaATS8InVTqvybrA56fDl5bRk/w300-h400/P1044043.JPG" width="300" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjp5T6VHxqKB38kfAfsfswL0Z_FL9sInjpoKffX_9maloDCpHD5y3wm0Tvfft3f7PpC2woxyaWBvLalcRM7HX1mHUiIbrp22OTggzMwPJLh_aK14M7eq_jyXm4R8t2cmnOvCFGpzGWMf8bNlKVFLKp_oacSYeHN123n9WieNRoM_EGcbTxSJtKF-DMG_wRG/s5184/P1044044.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5184" data-original-width="3888" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjp5T6VHxqKB38kfAfsfswL0Z_FL9sInjpoKffX_9maloDCpHD5y3wm0Tvfft3f7PpC2woxyaWBvLalcRM7HX1mHUiIbrp22OTggzMwPJLh_aK14M7eq_jyXm4R8t2cmnOvCFGpzGWMf8bNlKVFLKp_oacSYeHN123n9WieNRoM_EGcbTxSJtKF-DMG_wRG/s320/P1044044.JPG" width="240" /></a></div><br /><p>This fantastic weathervane was photographed at The Black Pearl restaurant, 30 Bannister's Wharf, Newport, Rhode Island. The weathervane is located on a signpost above the restaurant, not on the roof or on a cupola. The name <i>Black Pearl</i> is well known from the popular movie series "Pirates of the Caribbean", as Capt. Jack Sparrow's ship. </p><p>The weathervane is a very detailed two dimensional, double masted sailing ship. Unfortunately it doesn't look like a pirate ship, but perhaps there was another <i>Black Pearl</i> yacht. I love that the details even include waves fore and aft. You can see the windows, rigging and sails. Even the patina on the weathervane is interesting. </p><p>For the truly curious: </p><p>The Black Pearl website: <a href="https://www.blackpearlnewport.com/"><span style="color: #cc0000;">https://www.blackpearlnewport.com/</span></a> </p><p>The Black Pearl restaurant on Facebook: <a href="https://www.facebook.com/BlackPearlNewport/"><span style="color: #cc0000;">https://www.facebook.com/BlackPearlNewport/</span></a> </p><p>Click here to see over 500 weathervanes featured at Weathervane Wednesday:</p><p><a href="https://nutfieldgenealogy.blogspot.com/search/label/Weathervane%20Wednesday" target="_blank"><span style="color: #cc0000;">https://nutfieldgenealogy.blogspot.com/search/label/Weathervane%20Wednesday</span> </a> </p><p>---------------------</p><p><b>To cite/link to this blog post: </b>Heather Wilkinson Rojo, ""The Black Pearl", Newport, Rhode Island for Weathervane Wednesday, <i>Nutfield Genealogy, </i>posted October 18, 2023, ( <span>https://nutfieldgenealogy.blogspot.com/2023/10/the-black-pearl-newport-rhode-island.html: accessed [access date]). </span></p>Heather Wilkinson Rojohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17704949156266722016noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3533717770805440813.post-46179366093788296872023-10-11T00:00:00.026-07:002023-10-11T17:20:52.229-07:00Maria Josefa Garcia Martin 1934 - 2023 <p>This morning my mother-in-law, Pepita or María Josefa García Martin, passed away peacefully in Madrid, Spain. Vincent and our daughter, Catalina, were with her. Pepita was born in 1934 in Orbaiceta, Navarra, Spain and grew up in several places around Spain because her father, José García Rivero, served in the military as a carbinero and as a Guardia Civil during and after the Civil War. </p><p>In 1960 she married Vicente Rojo, immigrated to New York City, and had Vincent all in one year! Vicente worked at the United Nations, and Pepita worked for several publishers and then for Iberia Airlines in Manhattan. Later they all removed to Puerto Rico, and Pepita continued to work for Iberia until 1994 when she retired and enjoyed living both in San Juan and Madrid. </p><p>After Vicente passed away in 2014 Pepita lived with us in New Hampshire and in Madrid, until the Covid pandemic struck and she stayed in Spain. We visited her often in Madrid, especially this last year during her final illness. She will be missed by Vincent and I, Catalina and Gerald, her great granddaughter Isabella, and many other family members, friends, and neighbors. </p><p></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj52HtWNLx0z-nI8631nSMikP4sxWPTPkMuYt9bM2MVnrJwMTqmsS8D7Rs7zfBulvgE1NciANWWjqHtoCOzKW9vWf9MyyJDxRsVcyNjwhIpq2SAMjIk-l4zy-m70DtWaIM76qisjlLOEDNtHOTTPpIUrZCG9ks-bn7G2U6S6HVPWwch2wAvJTnkhyphenhyphenk6qlxL/s1800/Maria%20toddler.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1200" data-original-width="1800" height="266" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj52HtWNLx0z-nI8631nSMikP4sxWPTPkMuYt9bM2MVnrJwMTqmsS8D7Rs7zfBulvgE1NciANWWjqHtoCOzKW9vWf9MyyJDxRsVcyNjwhIpq2SAMjIk-l4zy-m70DtWaIM76qisjlLOEDNtHOTTPpIUrZCG9ks-bn7G2U6S6HVPWwch2wAvJTnkhyphenhyphenk6qlxL/w400-h266/Maria%20toddler.JPG" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="text-align: left;">María Josefa García Martin as a toddler<br /><br /></span></td></tr></tbody></table><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjK9eVeFwSSrsD1P42eIoMFt8P8RmeadXwfPd-7tnA_dWi_5LiZQPSCYeT-nYYzI3c_t8VxEufbrzrM_gL7lcVqp3b1aF614jGBgMw81MjhbKz2kgWDMd_j7drgJa5mEkVHH8XpYoFbhBXgsL9pTe0BVClgK4atnSTUVc60GouU1Riwq0YpWszzxZPcE2td/s480/Maria%20and%20Vicente%20Wedding%20(2).jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="480" data-original-width="350" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjK9eVeFwSSrsD1P42eIoMFt8P8RmeadXwfPd-7tnA_dWi_5LiZQPSCYeT-nYYzI3c_t8VxEufbrzrM_gL7lcVqp3b1aF614jGBgMw81MjhbKz2kgWDMd_j7drgJa5mEkVHH8XpYoFbhBXgsL9pTe0BVClgK4atnSTUVc60GouU1Riwq0YpWszzxZPcE2td/w292-h400/Maria%20and%20Vicente%20Wedding%20(2).jpg" width="292" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Wedding Day in Madrid</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">9 January 1960</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKsqSsI01YxQO19j-GZrmLzl8-Wb8WVMrOIBpm_E3z49dd2acn-FAZdD6YadeeYxBcRqdOabyr2s3dCYs8n-4BGmPYzbTFo11s99u-A522xIe-laYgVpnhIVYD38Kt29ShUY362MzdaJW6hrfSOxELHofF7VvZV0Ez8v4IsTBmC25U-59b-dKWLmCxNwi8/s442/Maria%20Garcia%20-%20Iberia%20Uniform%20001.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="440" data-original-width="442" height="398" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKsqSsI01YxQO19j-GZrmLzl8-Wb8WVMrOIBpm_E3z49dd2acn-FAZdD6YadeeYxBcRqdOabyr2s3dCYs8n-4BGmPYzbTFo11s99u-A522xIe-laYgVpnhIVYD38Kt29ShUY362MzdaJW6hrfSOxELHofF7VvZV0Ez8v4IsTBmC25U-59b-dKWLmCxNwi8/w400-h398/Maria%20Garcia%20-%20Iberia%20Uniform%20001.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="text-align: left;">María Josefa García Martin in her Iberia Airlines uniform</span></div><br /><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh52iAC9HYEvUKxty-fz0OGE7m3pEn_X-skv5SVy4LtaMDr6rs4hjDYttlkVa2mJ1cWMWVx7ozfGsUrJwL8SJ-ThGWbGF7tkgw-wpC5s4wwlVpgcTaKBp6hMsJTEC_z0VRouittXSV6uTfR-F5dn96kOOMYDlfcVnI9Xzcg3Fbm-CG3W9sleVue1EDQEoyy/s478/June%2019,%202001%20(4).jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="444" data-original-width="478" height="371" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh52iAC9HYEvUKxty-fz0OGE7m3pEn_X-skv5SVy4LtaMDr6rs4hjDYttlkVa2mJ1cWMWVx7ozfGsUrJwL8SJ-ThGWbGF7tkgw-wpC5s4wwlVpgcTaKBp6hMsJTEC_z0VRouittXSV6uTfR-F5dn96kOOMYDlfcVnI9Xzcg3Fbm-CG3W9sleVue1EDQEoyy/w400-h371/June%2019,%202001%20(4).jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Pepita, Vicente and Vincent at his birthday</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-kgwJobHZFYhfxNi4CuH76kCmhcAX2-K5XD6sNx00NeNXMuZux9RiCCwd22SjmWjKdNgUVb5LNtRs5OXShyVnnQCoUDO5cxKgnlSHAA-JFzMKlnJ7P7HkRNQKYPNOjbKfPFM1dWCcIKzjM27eQLwXdA-3g9LeXfNQzE1OR6GZBrFEsGE-5iZCU_XhENgn/s2688/Maria,%20Vicente,%20Vincent%205th%20Ave%20Easter%20Parade%201963.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1872" data-original-width="2688" height="279" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-kgwJobHZFYhfxNi4CuH76kCmhcAX2-K5XD6sNx00NeNXMuZux9RiCCwd22SjmWjKdNgUVb5LNtRs5OXShyVnnQCoUDO5cxKgnlSHAA-JFzMKlnJ7P7HkRNQKYPNOjbKfPFM1dWCcIKzjM27eQLwXdA-3g9LeXfNQzE1OR6GZBrFEsGE-5iZCU_XhENgn/w400-h279/Maria,%20Vicente,%20Vincent%205th%20Ave%20Easter%20Parade%201963.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">1960s Easter Parade on Fifth Avenue in Manhattan</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Pepita is in the mantilla, holding Vincent's hand</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmXtGtzEZOsAT6SSziUv30NqklC4aRbiVDmSGnDBQin47uaPGru26XbSDR7l-kRO8_09XtXVQK3S0CbmCpa1W7uv6DrMmFLwGwbJag878KJkckDSAgZtKDyiZtJytPxZIlhAgSmbaXVDXfRHEQi7QhlOCWIHzp-AFBgLtoEbj147tzYoGs3rvCYkWnP7dA/s5184/P1000067.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3888" data-original-width="5184" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmXtGtzEZOsAT6SSziUv30NqklC4aRbiVDmSGnDBQin47uaPGru26XbSDR7l-kRO8_09XtXVQK3S0CbmCpa1W7uv6DrMmFLwGwbJag878KJkckDSAgZtKDyiZtJytPxZIlhAgSmbaXVDXfRHEQi7QhlOCWIHzp-AFBgLtoEbj147tzYoGs3rvCYkWnP7dA/w400-h300/P1000067.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">A selfie with Pepita, April 2023</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2tGiiOCb2SJQQj3APmYZGdXE3uqYioB5YGtRnlohb8zxo8kjfJU217DQ7zU0sm3Sqc4n-Xfir0yWPlbNN8lQ0QEQbGUdOzKl3LH-TPC179Yth_xh98HXMImkZFHaPymeuYTBL8u_-YXMAfOMkwJeF1qPt_vjCJrr21hyuXyHJDEVkpRtRPJVlXLAmIBph/s1173/IMG_7245.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="880" data-original-width="1173" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2tGiiOCb2SJQQj3APmYZGdXE3uqYioB5YGtRnlohb8zxo8kjfJU217DQ7zU0sm3Sqc4n-Xfir0yWPlbNN8lQ0QEQbGUdOzKl3LH-TPC179Yth_xh98HXMImkZFHaPymeuYTBL8u_-YXMAfOMkwJeF1qPt_vjCJrr21hyuXyHJDEVkpRtRPJVlXLAmIBph/w400-h300/IMG_7245.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">The family at the Plaza Mayor in Madrid</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">April 2023</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div>--------------------<div><br /></div><div><b>To cite/link to this blog post: </b>Heather Wilkinson Rojo, "Maria Josefa Garcia Martin 1934 - 2023", <i>Nutfield Genealogy, </i>posted 11 October 2023, ( <span>https://nutfieldgenealogy.blogspot.com/2023/10/maria-josefa-garcia-martin-1934-2023.html: accessed [access date]).</span></div>Heather Wilkinson Rojohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17704949156266722016noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3533717770805440813.post-85318837993706913572023-10-11T00:00:00.016-07:002023-10-11T05:33:12.023-07:00Trinity Episcopal Church, Newport, Rhode Island for Weathervane Wednesday<p> This weathervane was photographed in Newport, Rhode Island.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"><br /></div>Today's weathervane was photographed above the steeple of the Trinity Church in Newport, Rhode Island. This church was established in 1698 as a congregation of Anglicans. The building you see now was erected in 1726, and expanded in 1764. Episcopal churches were loyal to the English monarchy and the English Anglican church, and that is why this weathervane features a bishop's mitre above the banner. There are no cardinal points under the gilded vane. This weathervane, with the Anglican bishop's mitre, is thought to have saved the church from being ransacked by British troops during the American Revolution. <div><br /></div><div>This church was restored between 1985 and 1987. The steeple was removed, restored and replaced back in position. There is a book about the history of this church <i><b>Semper Eadem: A History of Trinity Church in Newport, 1698 - 2000</b></i> by John Hattendorf. Copies are available through the church or at Amazon. This church was listed as a National Historic Landmark in 1968. <br /><p>For the truly curious:</p><p>History of Trinity Church: <a href="https://www.trinitynewport.org/visit/history"><span style="color: #cc0000;">https://www.trinitynewport.org/visit/history</span></a>/ </p><p>Trinity Church at Wikipedia: <a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Trinity_Church_(Newport,_Rhode_Island"><span style="color: #cc0000;">https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Trinity_Church_(Newport,_Rhode_Island</span></a>) </p><p><br /></p><p>Click here to see over 500 weathervanes featured here at Weathervane Wednesday:</p><p><a href="https://nutfieldgenealogy.blogspot.com/search/label/Weathervane%20Wednesday"><span style="color: #cc0000;">https://nutfieldgenealogy.blogspot.com/search/label/Weathervane%20Wednesday</span></a> </p><p>-----------------------</p><p><b>To cite/link to this blog post: </b>Heather Wilkinson Rojo, "Trinity Episcopal Church, Newport, Rhode Island for Weathervane Wednesday", <i>Nutfield Genealogy, </i>posted October 11, 2023, ( <span>https://nutfieldgenealogy.blogspot.com/2023/10/trinity-episcopal-church-newport-rhode.html: accessed [access date]). </span></p></div>Heather Wilkinson Rojohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17704949156266722016noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3533717770805440813.post-2450056511582181232023-10-04T00:00:00.020-07:002023-10-04T00:00:00.136-07:00A Sailboat in Newport, Rhode Island for Weathervane Wednesday<p> This weathervane was photographed in Newport, Rhode Island</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOETFRGrrFIe7842WuQCn1KFm9JyJYo6fndz6hkrc17-H6mJ7pg2N7Iv35p0PE_1uwwTFOCXUNdoy0gYzo5es7bMdQwJJ3sTCtwC8-gNAHEosdeFt0ZuZNbGwOIk_QyRQIGxNxK7lDoPNdIm60aMFkFBAFTcC8UdavVNFrsNL33_XjM1Rsz-icwvtuNWJC/s5184/P1033717.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3888" data-original-width="5184" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOETFRGrrFIe7842WuQCn1KFm9JyJYo6fndz6hkrc17-H6mJ7pg2N7Iv35p0PE_1uwwTFOCXUNdoy0gYzo5es7bMdQwJJ3sTCtwC8-gNAHEosdeFt0ZuZNbGwOIk_QyRQIGxNxK7lDoPNdIm60aMFkFBAFTcC8UdavVNFrsNL33_XjM1Rsz-icwvtuNWJC/w640-h480/P1033717.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAdEw2C9vHdM0umYc8yt4zxT4EFfx4WkTNX-v6p3cnobvat2VgfPDA4Gf0L4naKTw6C3nCj2-euIMPPfIaptVZA68lF62eBcEXboHhC9xAP8TERudzpY2t2JKHuu-5Z0W-ZEzxzLmhq3BrtGl8DlLf5XC3L_UsUPz_0DgwjmNCTdm3vlmDKpOV9ppaUN0e/s5184/P1033715.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3888" data-original-width="5184" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAdEw2C9vHdM0umYc8yt4zxT4EFfx4WkTNX-v6p3cnobvat2VgfPDA4Gf0L4naKTw6C3nCj2-euIMPPfIaptVZA68lF62eBcEXboHhC9xAP8TERudzpY2t2JKHuu-5Z0W-ZEzxzLmhq3BrtGl8DlLf5XC3L_UsUPz_0DgwjmNCTdm3vlmDKpOV9ppaUN0e/w400-h300/P1033715.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhP990pAChbhifOasffR0-shJXKNqlBgPRpMR2YWmWBiGhvL7q4KJJDYuYAeTcUX49sWjyE2S0PvY16PFGKF9Kj7mdUJwrqU-TiOoAwF7Q_HG-tMJJdTmmyuELgs9i7L8qoT9A6dkv26QRZAtc2dV5MBA9AvD5nfOR_vEt0X_PJ_hlpqVfb6cUBevg9Mvdl/s5184/P1033718.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5184" data-original-width="3888" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhP990pAChbhifOasffR0-shJXKNqlBgPRpMR2YWmWBiGhvL7q4KJJDYuYAeTcUX49sWjyE2S0PvY16PFGKF9Kj7mdUJwrqU-TiOoAwF7Q_HG-tMJJdTmmyuELgs9i7L8qoT9A6dkv26QRZAtc2dV5MBA9AvD5nfOR_vEt0X_PJ_hlpqVfb6cUBevg9Mvdl/w300-h400/P1033718.JPG" width="300" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div>Today's weathervane was seen atop the Newport Transportation Center in Newport, Rhode Island. This is a handy place to start your tour of Newport, with a large parking garage, bathrooms, free maps and information at the Gateway Vistors Center, bus stops, and the FREE green and gold hybrid tourist trolleys. It is located at 23 America's Cup Avenue, Newport.<div><br /></div><div>The very appropriate sailing yacht weathervane was installed on one of the towers above this transportation center. For more than a century Newport has been a major center for sailing and boat racing. The area still hosts regattas and charters, especially sightseeing tours. Newport is the former home of the America's Cup races and is still considered the sailing capitol of the United States.</div><div><br /></div><div>This three dimensional weathervane is very detailed, with rigging, mast, sails and a rudder. <br /><p>For the truly curious: </p><p>Rhode Island Public Transit Authority: <a href="https://www.ripta.com/newport/"><span style="color: #cc0000;">https://www.ripta.com/newport/</span></a> </p><p>Gateway Visitor Center: <a href="https://www.cityofnewport.com/living-in-newport/parking-transportation/city-parking-lots/gateway-visitors-center-parking-lot"><span style="color: #cc0000;">https://www.cityofnewport.com/living-in-newport/parking-transportation/city-parking-lots/gateway-visitors-center-parking-lot</span></a> </p><p><br /></p><p>Click here to see over 500 other weathervanes featured here at Weathervane Wednesday:</p><p><a href="https://nutfieldgenealogy.blogspot.com/search/label/Weathervane%20Wednesday"><span style="color: #cc0000;">https://nutfieldgenealogy.blogspot.com/search/label/Weathervane%20Wednesday</span></a> </p><p><br /></p><p>--------------------</p><p><b>To cite/link to this blog post: </b>Heather Wilkinson Rojo, "A Sailboat in Newport, Rhode Island for Weathervane Wednesday", <i>Nutfield Genealogy, </i>posted October 4, 2023, ( <span>https://nutfieldgenealogy.blogspot.com/2023/10/a-sailboat-in-newport-rhode-island-for.html: accesssed [access date]). </span></p></div>Heather Wilkinson Rojohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17704949156266722016noreply@blogger.com0