Sunday’s Obituary: Christy Mathewson, Jr.

Christy Mathewson, Jr.Yesterday I wrote about my famous baseball player cousin, Christy Mathewson. Today it’s his son’s turn.

Christy Jr. (my 3rd cousin 3x removed) wasn’t a baseball player like his dad; unfortunately, one thing they did share in common was death at a far too young age. I mentioned yesterday that Christy Sr. died in 1925 after a long fight with tuberculosis (contracted during World War I after he was accidentally gassed during a chemical exercise). He was only 45.

As sad and untimely as Christy Sr.’s death was, I think Christy Jr.’s death sounds even more horrific. Especially considering what he fought to overcome before his life ended so suddenly. Here’s his obituary, which explains more (courtesy of TheDeadballEra.com ):

Christy Mathewson, Jr. ObituaryThere used to be another, more detailed news story archived online somewhere about Christy Jr.’s life, and the 1950 accident that killed him. Unfortunately, I can’t find said news story (it’s possible I first saw it in the now defunct Google News Archives). If my memory serves correctly, however, Christy was repairing something (a furnace?) in his home, which somehow triggered the explosion. I’m also fairly certain that I read he was still alive when they pulled him out of his house.

I don’t even know what to say about that, other than I have a fear-bordering-on-phobia of being burned (to the point where I can barely use a stovetop). To think of being burned over almost one’s entire body — and surviving for even a fraction of a second afterward — is unfathomable.

It seems especially unfair after considering what Christy Jr. had already overcome in his 43 years (the death of his father; the plane accident that killed his wife in front of him, almost killed him, and took his left leg). That said, until the explosion, it appears that Christy Jr. was perpetually ahead of the game in defying some very intense odds. He might not have been a baseball hero like his dad — but he was certainly a hero in his own right. I’m honored to be related to both Mathewsons!

I wish I knew more about Christy Jr. There’s very little about him available right now. If I ever find that news story (mentioned a few paragraphs ago) again, I’ll transcribe it — or at least link to it — here. I remember that it didn’t just focus on his tragedies, but shared many interesting bits about his experiences in the Air Force and as a pilot.

 

Meanwhile, here’s a 1914 article about Christy Sr. (courtesy of Rain Delay Central). This one mentions Christy Jr., too (apparently he was called “Sonny” and had a pup called “Polo Grounds”; I love learning little tidbits like that!). It even references our mutual ancestors and the founding of Factoryville, and — best of all — is built around an interview with Christy Sr.’s mother, my 1st cousin 5x removed, Minerva Capwell Mathewson (or “Nervy”, as it says she was called). I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I did!

Sports Center Saturday: My Cousin, Christy “Big Six” Mathewson

Christy MathewsonI’ve known about my famous baseball player cousin for as long as I can remember. I didn’t always know he was a cousin — or how we’re related — or in what era he played baseball (what I know about baseball could fit on the tip of a pencil). But I remember my dad telling me about him, and I remember thinking that it was very cool to have a famous relative (despite also thinking that “Christy” sounded like a strange name for a man).

Of course, his full name was actually Christopher Mathewson. Besides Christy, he was known as “Big Six”, “The Christian Gentleman”, and “Matty.”

Christy Mathewson and his wife, Jane. Photo courtesy of Neil F. on  Jane Stoughton Mathewson's Find A Grave page.

Christy Mathewson and his wife, Jane. Photo courtesy of Neil F. on Jane Stoughton Mathewson’s Find A Grave page.

Christy Mathewson  was born August 12, 1880 in Factoryville, Pennsylvania and died of tuberculosis on October 7, 1925 in Saranac Lake, New York. As for the sport that made him famous, according to Wikipedia: “[he] was an American Major League Baseball right-handed pitcher. He was among the most dominant pitchers of his (or any) era and ranks in the all-time top-10 in major pitching categories such as wins, shutouts, and ERA.[1] In 1936, Mathewson was elected into the Baseball Hall of Fame as one of its ‘first five’ inaugural members.”

Baseball card photo courtesy of baseballhistorian.com.

Baseball card photo courtesy of baseballhistorian.com.

After I started researching my family, Matty’s name was one of the first I made a point to search. I found out shortly afterward that he’s my 2nd cousin 4x removed. Actually, my double 2nd cousin 4x removed. Confused?

Well — Christy’s (maternal) great grandparents, Stephen Capwell and Hannah Whitford, are my (paternal) 5th great grandparents. That’s one way to determine a 2nd cousin 4x removed.

But “2nd cousin 4x removed” also means that he was a 2nd cousin of my great-great grandparent (4 times removed = me, my father, my grandfather, my great grandfather, my great great grandfather). Only in this case — not only was Christy my great great grandfather’s 2nd cousin, he was also my great great grandmother‘s 2nd cousin. On the same side.

In other words: Christy’s mother, Minerva Isabella Capwell, was a 1st cousin of both Tryphena Capwell (mother of Isaac Fred Tillinghast, my 2nd great grandfather) and Nancy J. Capwell (mother of Edith Brundage, Isaac’s wife and my 2nd great grandmother). Tryphena and Nancy were also 1st cousins, by the way (not sisters). All three Capwell ladies were grandchildren of Stephen Capwell and Hannah Whitford.

Which means…

Yes, my 2nd great grandparents were each other’s 2nd cousins. (And mutual 2nd cousins to Christy Mathewson.) Hey, it was the 1800’s. It happened! (I’d bet money that anybody reading this has at least one “cousin marriage” in their family history. And if your ancestors were from New England, you probably have more than that!)

Factoryville, Pennsylvania, birthplace of Christy Mathewson (also where his 2nd cousin, my 2nd great grandfather, published his vegetable manual, currently available at Amazon.com under Isaac F. Tillinghast!)

Factoryville, Pennsylvania, birthplace of Christy Mathewson (also where his 2nd cousin, my 2nd great grandfather, published his vegetable manual, currently available at Amazon.com under Isaac F. Tillinghast!)

Anyhow, back to “Big Six.” I’m not sure if he knew my 2nd great grandparents personally — they each had a good 30 years on him — but I think there’s a strong chance that he knew or at least crossed paths with their son, Wilmer (my great grandfather, born the same year as Christy in nearby La Plume) or one of their other children. According to Wikipedia, he attended high school at Keystone Academy (currently known as Keystone College). My 2nd great grandmother was Keystone Academy’s very first graduate, and (though I’d need to learn more to confirm) I wouldn’t be surprised if her children attended, as well. At least 3 of them remained in that region of Pennsylvania throughout their lives; even my great grandfather didn’t leave (for Santa Rosa, California) until the 1920’s.

Christy Mathewson Day

Speaking of Keystone College — in recent years, it has honored both my 2nd great grandmother (through the Edith Brundage Society) and Christy Mathewson (by hosting Christy Mathewson Days). I’ve never been to Christy Mathewson Days — I’d love to, someday! — but as far as I can tell, it’s an annual event put together to pay homage to Christy and to the spirit of Factoryville.

There’s even a documentary about the event, which I very much want to see! Click here to learn more, and to order a copy.

Christy Mathewson smirked in pictures, just like I do! I guess that's a Capwell trait?

Christy Mathewson smirked in pictures, just like I do! I guess that’s a Capwell trait?

I wish I had some unique family photos or stories to share (perhaps in time!). There’s tons of stuff about Christy online, though, and books about him that you can buy on Amazon (I recommend this one).

I may not know much about sports, but I’m proud to be Christy Mathewson’s “double” 2nd cousin 4x removed. By all accounts, he was a good man and a great ball player. It’s a shame that he died so young.

Tomorrow I’ll tell you about his son (Christy Mathewson, Jr.) who also died at a much too young age. I found Christy Jr.’s obituary online about a year ago, and I haven’t forgotten his story since.

Follow Friday: My Top 10 Sources for Learning More About My Family History

I like the idea of “Follow Friday”, but I feel a little silly at the thought of trying to  advise more experienced family researchers. For all the hours I’ve devoted to finding out more about my own family, I’ve really only been doing this since 2011. Which is nothing compared to the decades I know that many others have put in!

So this list is geared toward genealogy “newbies.” I do think I’ve come a long way in my first couple years of research, and I couldn’t have done so without the following sources. (Genealogy veterans probably know about all of these — but if one of you learns something new, then all the better!).

Bear in mind that this list only includes resources that I’ve personally utilized; I haven’t yet tried any of the genetic testing kits, for example (such as 23andMe), so they aren’t included on the list.

In no particular order (except perhaps numbers 1 and 2):

A whole library devoted to genealogy! I went here in September 2012.

A whole library devoted to genealogy! I went here in September 2012.

10.) Libraries: Life in the “digital age” means it’s easier than ever before (or so I’ve heard!) to delve into our family histories. Sure enough, through my web searching, I’ve come across photos, newspaper articles, and other gems that I never would’ve guessed I’d find floating around online. Still, for all the treasures just waiting to be discovered on the Internet, there’s an ever greater wealth of information that hasn’t been archived (and might never be). That’s where good, old-fashioned libraries come in!

Some people are lucky enough to live near libraries devoted entirely to genealogy. Salt Lake City’s Family History Library is one obvious example; but it certainly isn’t the only one. Myself, I’m overdue to visit the family history library in Tacoma, WA (which, at 30 or so minutes away, is the closest one I’m aware of to where I live). However, on a visit to Santa Rosa, CA last summer, I did get to visit the Sonoma County History & Genealogy Annex (pictured above). The building was small, yet packed with books divided by location (not limited to California) and year; directories; and (my favorite) archived newspapers dating back over 50 years. I stayed there for over 2 hours — and afterward wished I’d had more time to spend!

Meanwhile, if you don’t live near a genealogy  library, I’d still recommend checking out your regular library. You never know what books might be sitting on its shelves. The library here in Olympia also has a couple of stations set up for people who are interested in family research (I think this is a common trait for libraries) where you can access programs such as Ancestry Dot Com for free!

Pros: Free; access to information you might not be able to find online; librarians available to help you out.

Cons: Limited hours; libraries aren’t always quiet; some branches might not offer as much as others.

In honor of my 4th great grandmother, Isabella Whipple, the Whipple Coat of Arms (courtesy of Whipple Website).

In honor of my 4th great grandmother, Isabella Whipple, the Whipple Coat of Arms (courtesy of Whipple Website).

9.) Family-specific forums and websites: If you’re so overwhelmed by the thought of research that you don’t even know where to begin, why not start with one branch of your family and focus on that name for awhile? It doesn’t have to be your given name (although, of course, it’s fine if you do choose to start there!). Many families seem to have forums that are at least semi-active over at GenForum; the Tillinghast Forum there is where I first encountered my distant cousin, Todd Lawrence, who maintains his own database of Tillinghasts (and thus, was able to tell me my line from ancestor Pardon all the way down; he also sent me a pdf file FILLED with names of descendants of my 2nd great grandparents. From that list, I’ve connected with numerous cousins-once-removed, second cousins, and third cousins that I hadn’t known existed before; I’ve even met some of them in person!).

Some families not only have forums, but actual websites dedicated to history and research. Whipple Website, for example, includes links to articles, notable family members, reunion and DNA info — and, of course, the Whipple GenWeb. (Whipple WhatWeb? A “GenWeb” is another excellent resource; basically, they’re a variation on a website, and can include everything from tailored search engines to family trees to historic photos.)

Pros: Free; you can connect with fellow researchers and family members; many family websites are kept up-to-date and are quite thorough (with cited resources, etc.).

Cons: A lot of families don’t have websites or GenWebs; some websites are out of date; lack of activity on many forums.

Six graduating seniors of the Santa Rosa High School Class of 1947 (including my cousin-once-removed, Marjorie, bottom center).

Six graduating seniors of the Santa Rosa High School Class of 1947 (including my cousin-once-removed, Marjorie, bottom center).

8.) Yearbooks: Unfortunately, I don’t own any old yearbooks of family members (if you do, you’re lucky!); however, there are places online to view archived versions of entire yearbooks from all over the country. I found the above photo — and many others — at Classmates Dot Com. I think you have to register to view the yearbooks, but I used an account from years ago and didn’t have any trouble looking at them (and didn’t have to pay anything, either). Even a family member who had a few of these yearbooks back in the day was surprised to see some photos resurface after I shared them!

Pros: Free (if you own a hard copy of a yearbook or view it at Classmates Dot Com); you could find a clue or two inside, and even if you don’t, they’re a great place to see photos that you might not find elsewhere (in the case of my cousin, Marjorie Tillinghast, pictured above — who died in 1960 — the yearbook photos I found online are the only ones I’ve seen of her). I even found a few of my parents’ old yearbooks at Classmates!

Cons: Some yearbooks might be hard to find or not very useful for research; registering at Classmates Dot Com could be too much of a bother.

Google

7.) Google: Yes, Google! The search engine alone could lead you to family trees, family websites or GenWebs, obituaries… you name it. Try searching for a family member’s name in different ways: type it in quotes, vary the spelling, search for it along with another family member’s name or with a relevant phase (i.e. a location where that family member lived). Who knows what you might find? I once came across an old Yahoo! mailing list archive dedicated to descendants of my great grandparents — which hadn’t had any real posts in years, yet included anecdotes about them…  and a transcribed letter from my great grandfather (see this post for more on that!).

If you’re trying to track down family members who are still living (and don’t feel too stalker-ish), a Google search could also lead to something like a MyLife or WhitePages Dot Com page. I don’t know how accurate the information on these pages tends to be (I haven’t actually contacted anybody using MyLife or WhitePages) but you might be able to verify an age or connection with another family member; I’ve had some luck with this (verified after contacting the family member in question later on, or asking somebody else knowledgable).

Then there’s Google Books, which is even more fun than regular old Google! I’ve found a lot of interesting stuff on here just by typing in my ancestors’ names; some searches will yield a page or two, others pull up entire (public domain) books. If you don’t want to read the books straight from Google, you’ll at least have the information to try to locate them elsewhere.

Sadly, I don’t believe Google maintains a News Archive anymore, but that was just as fun as Google Books; the news archive is where I first found the shocking-yet-fascinating news story about my 3rd great grandfather and the 75 criminal charges filed against him (when he was about 75 years old!).

Pros: Free; endless possibilities; Google Books.

Cons: Questionable accuracy on some search results; not every search is fruitful; no more Google News Archives!

GenealogyWiseFinal6.) Social networking: While Genealogy Wise caters specifically to genealogy (there aren’t very many participants there, but some forums remain active), really any social networking website can come in handy for your research. I’ve used good ol’ Facebook for tracking down long-lost cousins (mostly from that list Todd Lawrence sent me). Of the people I’ve sent friend requests to, about 2/3rds accepted; of those, at least 50% initiated communication and/or responded to questions I had. In other words, I can’t speak for others’ experiences; but none of my family members seemed to mind my contacting them, and many of them seemed happy that I did so. (So be courteous, of course — but don’t be shy!) I’m now in touch with several of these cousins on a fairly regular basis.

You can also join or create family-specific groups on Facebook (some of these groups are public, others are private; if you create or moderate a group, you can decide which privacy level you prefer). The activity level of these groups varies — but in general, they’re another great way to meet cousins, share photos and information, or plan get-togethers or reunions. The possibilities are infinite!

Pros: Free; convenient (if you’re already on Facebook or whatever social networking site you want to use), direct contact with family members.

Cons: Privacy isn’t guaranteed; social networking sites aren’t for everyone, you might meet a family member who you… don’t like (or simply don’t wish to hear from anymore; or it could go the other way, and you might meet a cousin who doesn’t like you!).

Obituary courtesy of GenealogyBank; as far as I know, I'm not related to Mrs. Louise Cloutier.

Obituary courtesy of GenealogyBank; as far as I know, I’m not related to Mrs. Louise Cloutier.

5.) Obituaries: Often genealogical treasure troves, obituaries can be found via many of the other sources in this list. I’ve used them to verify connections; I’ve discovered some connections that I wouldn’t have even known about if I didn’t read certain obituaries. Of course, they’re also nice ways to learn more about family members — and to uncover stories that, again, you just won’t find anywhere else. For example, I read in one 4th great grandfather’s obituary that he was trampled by a horse after suffering a heart attack in his barn (yikes!).

Pros: You can verify names, dates, and family connections, learn names of survivors, and read interesting stories. Free (depending on which site/source you use to access the obituaries).

Cons: Some obituaries aren’t as thorough as others; names or other relevant bits of info are occasionally inaccurate or left out.

Find A Grave

4.) Find A Grave: And here’s an excellent place to find obituaries new and old. This utterly addicting website vows to eventually list the burial location of every person who ever existed. I’m not sure how close they are to fulfilling that goal; however, I do know that the database grows every day. I’ve already found an impressive number of my family members!

Some pages are pretty sparse; but most of them will at least list a burial location. Many pages include photos of gravestones (which are awesome for research — gravestones don’t lie!). Some link to family members, and many of the pages include obituaries and family photos.

You can create a Find A Grave page for your own family member if you have enough relevant information (i.e. a name, burial location, and ideally date of birth and/or date of death). The website discourages “duplicate” pages, so check to make sure your family member isn’t already listed in the database (if somebody else has already created a page, you can request a “transfer” of ownership; and anybody is free to leave messages and a certain number of photos on each page, regardless of ownership. The exception being some “notorious” famous people, whose message functions have been disabled.)

Best of all, it’s all FREE!

Pros: FREE!; addicting; interactive; a great source for photos, stories, and connecting with others.

Cons: The “transfer” process can be kind of annoying, especially for pages that were created by Find A Grave and can’t be transferred (i.e. my grandfather’s); not everybody is listed; dates and names are sometimes inaccurate (but in general, I’ve found this to be a reliable website).

familysearch

3.) Non-Ancestry.com genealogy sites: Everybody has heard of Ancestry Dot Com, but there are similar sites out there that are certainly worth a look.

FamilySearch Dot Org is operated by The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints. It’s free! From my experience, FamilySearch isn’t as thorough as Ancestry Dot Com — and some of the family trees and other search results can be hard to navigate — but I’ve come across a couple of records there that I couldn’t find anywhere else (i.e. the death record of a cousin who died as a baby; before I found this record, I was starting to wonder if he’d even really existed). So I appreciate the website for that.

Archives Dot Com is not free — and is actually owned by Ancestry, if I’m not mistaken. Still, it’s a little more affordable than Ancestry, and some might think it’s less overwhelming. I’m not really sure if you can find information on this site that can’t be found elsewhere.

GenealogyBank isn’t free, either, but it might be up your alley if you’re looking for obituaries or other news articles. I’m not crazy about their signup process (to me, ‘get unlimited 30-day access’ indicates some sort of trial period, which is… not really the case). I’ve tried their services twice; I didn’t have trouble canceling the first time, but the second time, I had to call and “remind” them that I’d canceled my membership after I was unexpectedly billed (I had no further problems after that).

On the plus side, their database seems pretty large; I found at least three obituaries that I haven’t seen at any other site!

RootsWeb is another Ancestry Dot Com-owned company. I’ve questioned the accuracy of much of the information I found there. But it’s a good starting point — and it’s FREE!

These are just some of the genealogy websites to explore beyond Ancestry. There are tons of others — and some of them are scams, so use your best judgment! (Except for the slight sketchy vibe I mentioned regarding GenealogyBank’s signup process, I can vouch that none of the sources included in this list are scams — at least, they don’t seem to be, based on my experience with them.)

Pros & Cons: Nothing I haven’t already mentioned… see above.

Ancestry Dot Com2.) Ancestry.com: Sure, it’s expensive. But, to me, it really is the most comprehensive source of its kind — and  I keep coming back to it! Not only are you able to create your own family tree… the scope of information here is enormous. There are censuses; birth, death, marriage and military records; yearbook photos; news articles and obituaries; personal family stories and pictures; etc., etc., etc.

I also use Ancestry’s software program, Family Tree Maker. I wouldn’t say that it’s necessary, but it’s nice if you want an additional place to document your tree (you can “sync” the software with your online tree, so you only need to enter names and other information one time and it will save to both places).

By the way, don’t focus too much on other users’ public trees; sometimes, the information is accurate, but other times people will list a mother whose birth date falls after her supposed child’s — or other “facts” that don’t make sense. Still, these trees can be good starting places. And you can verify what you find with the censuses and other, more trustworthy documents that are available right there at the very same website!

Pros: Huge library of documents and information; addicting; informative.

Cons: Not exactly cheap; occasionally overwhelming; often inaccurate information on public family trees.

My cousin-once-removed, Virginia, and my paternal grandparents, George and Clara aka Susie (in front); my great aunt, Frances, is behind them with some friends or family members I don't know. Photo courtesy of my cousin-once-removed, Marlene (Virginia's sister).

My cousin-once-removed, Virginia, and my paternal grandparents, George and Clara aka Susie (in front); my great aunt, Frances, is behind them with some friends or family members I don’t know. Photo courtesy of my cousin-once-removed, Marlene (Virginia’s sister).

1.) Family members: Nothing beats your family for learning family history! Whether you’re lucky enough to own documents such as family bibles, or you’re relying on the memories of those who were blessed to know your deceased grandparents or great grandparents. I’ve cracked more than one mystery just by talking to family members (including my cousin-once-removed, Marlene, who sent me the photo above. Which is one of my favorites!)

And if you don’t have luck the first time, try again! My mother didn’t think she knew anything about her grandmother’s history. But she was able to recall just a few key names, and from there (after a few Ancestry Dot Com searches) I was able to verify what she told me, fill in several spots on my family tree, and make some new connections!

Pros: Stories more personal than you’ll find anywhere else… heck, what isn’t a “pro” about learning family history from your family?

Cons: I suppose some family members might have their facts wrong (it’s still fun to talk to them, find out what they know, and get their perspective).

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Whew! There you go. I hope this helps at least one person out there.

Feel free to share your own suggestions in the comments (or shoot me an email!).

Those Places Thursday: Lakeview Cemetery (Penticton, British Columbia)

Lakeview Cemetery

For today’s post, I was originally going to cheat a little and turn “Tombstone Tuesday” into “Tombstone Thursday.” Upon perusing some other genealogy blogs, however, I noticed that a few authors have written about cemeteries for Those Places Thursday. So I’ve decided to go with that title/theme instead (after all, Those Places Thursday is one of the “official” Thursday themes at GeneaBloggers!). Don’t worry, if you prefer “Tombstone Thursday”, this post could just as easily be called that.

Today’s entry (for the first time in this blog!) also focuses on my husband’s family — specifically, on his paternal great grand uncle, Gladwyn Washington Haskett.

I don’t have a photo of Gladwyn available to share, although I hope to be able to post one eventually (I think my in-laws might have some). Here’s what I do know about him: he was born December 14, 1889 in Markdale, Ontario; he died November 1, 1959 in Penticton, British Columbia. And he was the identical twin brother of Merwyn Young Haskett, my husband’s great grandfather (whom my husband also happens to be named after).

That’s about the gist of what we know about Gladwyn. A few months ago, however — after we’d already planned a trip to British Columbia that would take us through the Okanagan region — my husband (who was doing some genealogy research of his own) coincidentally stumbled across the location of Gladwyn’s grave online somewhere (not Find A Grave, but a similar site). The cemetery just happens to be very close to the area we planned to visit. Merwyn wanted to stop by there on our way home; and, of course, I was more than happy to agree to this request!

(I’m not sure that I’d hang out in one after dark, but in general, I actually kind of like cemeteries. And I love them for genealogy research! I’ve visited a few of my own family members’ graves on other trips; and several of my husband’s family are buried in a cemetery right here in town, which I’ve been through a few times.)

So, on April 14th (my 34th birthday) we made our way from Summerland, BC to nearby Penticton, BC. Lakeview Cemetery was right in Penticton and turned out to be quite appropriately named. It’s a peaceful, well-kempt resting place with a beautiful view of Okanagan Lake.

Lakeview Cemetery in Penticton

Merwyn had the forethought to request a map before we left, which he’d printed and brought along. So we had no trouble finding Gladwyn’s grave. It looked a little bit in need of some TLC, but ultimately wasn’t in too bad shape for being over 50 years old.

Gladwyn Haskett's grave

Here’s a slightly closer view:

Gladwyn W. Haskett

Now, neither of us knows the names of Gladwyn’s descendants (or if he even has descendants); we’re also not sure how or when he ended up in British Columbia (several from his Haskett branch still live in Ontario; and many others wound up here in Olympia or elsewhere in the United States). I was kind of hoping to find clues about some of these things at the cemetery (for example, other “Haskett” gravestones). Unfortunately, we didn’t find any such clues.

However, right by Gladwyn’s grave, we did find this:

Gladwyn's grave

It’s kind of hard to see in the photo, but right underneath Gladwyn’s gravestone, there looks to be a much smaller stone for a Helen Ruth Slater. Under her name, I can sort of make out a birth date (February 5, 1921?) and date of death (October 9, 2001?), along with the words “Always loved.”

Initially, I thought her name sounded familiar; but later, after searching online, I couldn’t find anything about this particular Helen Ruth Slater — or any connection between any “Helen” and Gladwyn Haskett. (And Merwyn and I are, of course, curious! We aren’t sure if she’s a daughter, a much-younger wife, or a random woman who was for some reason buried right next to Gladwyn.)

Anyhow, since we still had a 7-hour drive home ahead of us, we didn’t stay at the cemetery for very long that day. But I was glad that Merwyn got to pay his respects to his great grand uncle, and honored to be along for the visit. While I’m certainly at peace with the fact that Merwyn and I can’t have kids, occasionally I’ll feel regretful that nobody will ever be able to share and combine our unique family histories. It still doesn’t keep me from wanting to know as much about my husband’s genealogy as I do about mine!

Wordless (Wedding) Wednesday: Wilmer and Daisy Tillinghast, circa 1899

I’ve posted this photo elsewhere on the Internet, but never before on this blog. The young man pictured above is my paternal great grandfather, Wilmer Atkinson “Bill” Tillinghast, Sr. (mentioned in a few previous entries); the young woman with him is, of course, my great grandmother, Daisy Mae Richards Tillinghast. My cousin-once-removed, Marlene (one of their many grandchildren!) was kind enough to share this photo with me. I’m not sure where it was taken, but probably Lackawanna County, Pennsylvania. I believe Marlene told me that this was their wedding picture. Wilmer and Daisy were 18 when they married, so that would date this photo right around 1899.

I’m curious as to who the woman standing behind Wilmer is — she could be one of his two sisters, she could be Daisy’s sister (Lottie), or she could be somebody else entirely!

Travel Tuesday: How My Family Helped Create the McDonald’s French Fry

(I hope this counts as an appropriate Travel Tuesday post, per the prompt suggestion at GeneaBloggers.)

My family didn’t really create the McDonald’s french fry. As far as I know, I’m not related to anybody who had anything directly to do with the inception of McDonald’s — including its products. However, according to Luther Burbank’s Wikipedia page, “a large percentage of McDonald’s french fries are made from [the Russet Burbank potato].” And we do have a connection to Luther Burbank. In fact, I could say that Luther Burbank is the reason I was born — and still reside — on the west coast (instead of Rhode Island, where my 10th great grandfather Pardon Tillinghast emigrated from England in about 1645 and where Tillinghasts still maintain a sizable presence. Or Lackawanna County, Pennsylvania, where my paternal great grandparents were born and lived until they relocated to Santa Rosa, California in the 1920’s.)

This is Luther Burbank:

He is NOT the Burbank of Burbank, California. But anything else named "Burbank" was probably named for him.

He is NOT the Burbank of Burbank, California. But anything else named “Burbank” was probably named for him.

Admittedly, until I started researching my family, I’d never heard of Luther Burbank. If you still haven’t heard of him: in short, Luther Burbank was a horticultural superstar. According to Wikipedia, he “developed more than 800 strains and varieties of plants over his 55-year career”, including the Shasta daisy, the Flaming Gold nectarine, the Freestone peach, the white blackberry, and the aforementioned Russet Burbank potato. (I’m getting hungry just thinking about his creations…) Schools, banks, parks, and Census Designated Places around the country were named for him, and an annual Rose Parade and Festival is still held in Santa Rosa in his honor.

Certainly,  Sonoma County, California seems proud of Burbank’s contributions to the region . There’s a “Luther Burbank’s Gold Ridge Experiment Farm” (actually once owned by Burbank himself) in my dad’s hometown of Sebastopol. In Santa Rosa, one of the most popular tourist attractions is the Luther Burbank Home and Gardens. I haven’t been to the farm yet — or the ‘Home’ part of Luther Burbank Home and Gardens — however, I did get to visit the gardens last summer, and thought they were quite lovely and surprisingly peaceful!

Tree!

Tree!

Sunflower!

Sunflower!

Turkey!

Turkey!

Okay, I’m not sure if turkeys are officially showcased at the gardens, but the bird pictured above happened to be strutting around the day I visited.

Anyhow, I didn’t inherit my 2nd great grandfather’s green thumb (more on that in a second) but if you happen to be in Santa Rosa during the spring or summer months and even remotely appreciate vegetables, plants, and flowers, then I definitely recommend stopping by the Luther Burbank Home and Gardens. You’ll see everything from daisies and marigolds to artichokes and quinoa. (I think the gardens are free, and the home — which was closed for the day when I got there — accepts donations.)

Well, now that you know a bit about Luther Burbank, you might be wondering what any of this has to do with travel. Or with my family.

Like Luther Burbank, my 2nd great grandfather — Isaac Fred Tillinghast — was a horticulturist. Not only that: his only brother, Alvinza Gardiner (how’s that for prophetic names?) was also a horticulturist. The brothers were born in Pennsylvania, and my 2nd great grandpa spent most of his life back east.

However, in 1870, Alvinza Gardiner (cited in some sources as simply “A.G.”), along with his cousins R.E. Whitney and E.A. Sisson, relocated to Skagit County, Washington. Eventually, they founded what came to be known in the 1920’s as the Tillinghast Seed Company. Apparently, it was one of the first seed companies in the Pacific Northwest; you can read more about it here.

Skagit County Pioneer A.G. Tillinghast, my 2nd great grand uncle!

Skagit County Pioneer A.G. Tillinghast, my 2nd great grand uncle!

Sadly, the seed company is no longer in business; however, the original building still stands. Here’s what it looks like today:

Tillinghast Seed Company

There’s a really good restaurant called Seeds currently occupying the space where the seed company used to operate. So, yes, the current owners do pay homage — including on the walls, where you’ll see vintage Tillinghast Seed Company packets and even some old family photos (including a portrait of A.G. with his wife, Emma, and son, Francis).

Aside from the building/restaurant, there are several other “Tillinghast” tributes in the vicinity (probably more so than in any location outside of Rhode Island; privately, I like to think of La Conner as “Little Providence”). There’s a Tillinghast Postal Service (fitting, since A.G. — like my 2nd great grandfather — was not only a seedsman, but the town postman) and even a Tillinghast Street! (Well, “Tillinghast Drive.”)

To the best of my knowledge, Alvinza Gardiner was Washington State’s very first Tillinghast. His descendants still live in La Conner; in fact, I met one of them back in April. But he doesn’t have much to do with how I ended up here.

He did, however, play a small-yet-important role in my family’s move from Pennsylvania to the west coast. As did Luther Burbank.

According to the June 1978 edition of family newsletter Pardon’s Progeny, the story goes something like this (from an article written by Mildred Bailey Tillinghast about my 2nd great grandfather):

In 1870, Isaac’s older brother, Alvinza Gardiner Tillinghast, and two cousins, E. Sisson and R. Whitney, caught the ‘Westward Ho!’ fever and immigrated to Washington territory, where they pioneered among the Siwash Indians. They undertook the task of reclaiming tideland on Puget Sound. The work was done manually with a spade and wheelbarrow. Miles and miles of dikes were put up to keep the winter water off from what was mud flats in the summer. In two years the soil would freshen from salt and grow almost anything.

While his brother was accomplishing seemingly impossible tasks on the west coast, Isaac F. was busy on the east coast running a flourishing plant business in Pennsylvania. From his brother in Washington he received a barrel of cabbage seed. Unable to plant this large amount, Isaac added a few other varieties of plant seeds and went into the seed business. He reached the public by sending out 600 post cards, and his first order was for $10.00. From then on Isaac’s business flourished and grew until he was printing and mailing 250,000 catalogues and employed sixty people.

Isaac received a letter from a young man in Massachusetts asking him to introduce a new potato he had perfected. Isaac declined, as he had never heard of Luther Burbank. However, the persistent Burbank wrote back asking for a swap of his potatoes for some of Isaac’s seed. The seeds were sent and two barrels of ‘Burbank Potatoes’ arrived. From these two barrels of seed potatoes from Burbank Isaac raised and harvested three hundred bushels. Burbank, meanwhile, had arranged for J.H. Gregory to introduce his potato, but had failed to raise sufficient stock. He offered to buy Isaac’s harvested crop to meet this demand. These were then sold to the public at a dollar a pound. From this transaction Burbank realized enough money to move to California, where he became a noted plant specialist.”

So, based on the above, Alvinza Gardiner influenced his brother’s (my 2nd great grandfather) venture into the seed business. Through that business, Luther Burbank contacted my 2nd great grandfather… and eventually, my 2nd great grandpa more or less financed Burbank’s move to Santa Rosa!

(At least, that’s what I took away from the article!)

But that’s not all. Apparently, Burbank and my great-great grandpa kept in touch (from the same article):

While on a trip to San Francisco, [Isaac] journeyed to Santa Rosa to pay a call on Luther Burbank and accepted an offer to work for and with Burbank in his experimental greenhouse and gardens. In time he obtained a piece of ground and planted it to Burbank tomatoes, then known as the ‘earliest tomato in the world.’ Isaac saved the seed from this crop, added Cory’s thornless blackberry, and issued a catalogue of novelty seeds and peanuts, which grew to a circulation of 2,000 customers. He later opened a seed store in Santa Rosa. Upon retirement his son Wilmer A. Tillinghast, Sr. took over the seed and plant store and added floristry to the business.”

The article also notes that, toward the end of his life, my 2nd great grandpa served as agricultural editor for the Santa Rosa Press Democrat. There are other interesting facts included as well (though not particularly relevant to his Pennsylvania-Santa Rosa uproot).

 

Vintage ad for my 2nd great-grandfather's seed business!

Vintage ad for my 2nd great grandfather’s seed business!

So there you have it: the story of how seeds, potatoes, and Luther Burbank helped bring my branch of the family to the west coast.

Well… part of the story. I still haven’t said much about my great grandfather, Wilmer Atkinson Tillinghast (mentioned in the article above). He traveled to Santa Rosa with my great grandma Daisy — and their eight kids — in a Model T Ford (presumably they moved out west to work with his dad and/or Luther Burbank). Their journey is a great story in itself, and deserves its own “Travel Tuesday” post (as soon as I learn a little more about it!).

Incidentally, Wilmer had several siblings; however, I’m unaware if any of them shared the interest in horticulture that Wilmer seemed to have inherited from his father. (Though, talk about prophetic names: “Wilmer Atkinson” — whom my great grandfather was named for? — was the founder of Farm Journal.) In any case, I don’t believe that any of Isaac Fred (and Edith Brundage) Tillinghast’s other children ended up in Sonoma County, California. Some of them remained back east; others relocated to Ohio, southern California, and Arizona. One of them currently has several descendants living not too far away in Oregon.

As far as how Washington became my home state: that was my grandmother/great-uncle(/stepgrandfather’s) doing. At some point — after my grandfather died, and my grandma remarried his brother Harold, she and Harold moved up here. I’m not sure why. Most of Wilmer and Daisy Tillinghast’s other descendants still live in Sonoma County. My siblings and I (and most of our 1st cousins) are first-generation Washingtonians!

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That about wraps it up for this edition of “Travel Tuesday.” Tomorrow I’ll try a shorter post (maybe “Wordless Wednesday”?).

Meanwhile, check out my great-great grandfather’s book on Amazon! I don’t have a paperback copy yet, but I do have it on my Kindle!

Mystery Monday: My Great Grandfather, the Brick Wall

It’s not very nice to call my own great grandfather a brick wall. But in genealogy terms, that’s exactly what he is: a man of mystery, whose branch on the family tree remains inaccessible, hidden beyond a cryptic ancestral barricade…

I have his name (sort of). I have a photo. And — provided the name is correct — I have a World War I Draft Registration Card. (He’s also referenced, along with my great grandmother, in a newspaper article that I found archived at Ancestry Dot Com.)

Aside from that… nothing. You’d think that with a name, birthdate and location (courtesy of the World War I Draft Registration Card) I’d be able to dig deeper, and find out where the heck my great granddad came from! But so far, no such luck.

So let me tell you more about him, and perhaps somebody reading this can give me some ideas on where to look further. Who knows — maybe one day, one of his other descendants (i.e., a long-lost 2nd cousin or cousin-once-removed) who just happens to have a treasure trove of information (or any information) will stumble across this and share!

The great grandfather in question is my paternal grandma’s father. I’ve actually written about him before on this blog, and even shared his picture. Here it is again:

My paternal (maternal) great grandfather, George Von Batenburg.

Sorry the quality isn’t the greatest; this is a photo of a photo. Thanks to Steven and Darla Tillinghast for sharing it with me!

 

Handsome, wasn’t he?

As far as his name goes, my Uncle Steven filled me in on that last year; George Thomas Van Batenburg was the name my uncle gave me. Upon searching for that very name, I found… zilch. I tried different spellings. I tried searching without the “Thomas”, then without the “George.” I was able to trace the surname “Van Batenburg” back to the Netherlands, but otherwise, my efforts proved fruitless.

However, for reasons I’m still not certain of, my grandmother’s maiden name was not Van Batenburg, but Cornwell. I’ve heard vague statements from family members that she “made up” the Cornwell, but none of them ever elaborated as to why. (She was raised by her grandparents, so one might think the “Cornwell” came from them, but no; her grandfather — actually a “step”-grandfather — was named Grafton Baber, and her grandmother was born Clara Halcumb. Her biological grandfather wasn’t the one who raised her, but for the record was named Herbert Hampton. No Cornwell anywhere in their line.)

So I tried searching “George Thomas Van Batenburg” along with “Cornwell”, and voila! I eventually found that World War I Draft Registration Card — actually for a Thomas Van Voltenberg Cornwell. Despite the slight variation in the name, I definitely believe there’s a connection:

1.) According to the card, Thomas Van Voltenberg Cornwell was born April 24, 1897 in Oakland, California (he still lived in Alameda County at the time he filled out the card). This birthdate would place him at 4 years older than my great grandmother (born Hazel C. Hampton in Shasta, California in 1901) so that seems appropriate. It also fits with my grandmother’s age (she was born in 1922); the card indicates that he would’ve been 25 when she was born.

2.) More tellingly, the card is consistent with the newspaper article I mentioned several paragraphs ago. What article? If I was more blog-savvy, I’d link to it; someday, I hope to transcribe it, because it’s an interesting (albeit short) story. Basically, in 1920, one of the Oakland newspapers published a front-page blurb about a custody battle involving a baby girl named “Faith Elizabeth” — who happened to be my grandma’s half-sister. (I’m positive of this based on family anecdotes, pictures, and other resources.) According to the news blurb, the baby was born Faith Elizabeth Ruble; her biological father, Mr. Ruble, was fighting for custody against the baby’s mother and her then-husband… aka, Thomas and Hazel Cornwell.

There’s no question that the “Thomas and Hazel Cornwell” mentioned in the story were, in fact, my great grandparents. (Meanwhile, if you’re wondering about the custody battle, I’m not sure what happened there; Faith, like my grandma, eventually spent at least a portion of her childhood raised by her grandparents, Grafton and Clara Baber.) Again, though, the details on that World War I Draft Registration Card fit with the details presented in the news story — including that my great grandfather went by “Thomas.”

Unfortunately, I haven’t been able to find anything else on him. No family trees, no birth records, no death records… nothing!

On the other hand, I’ve found out quite a bit more about my grandma’s mother, Hazel (for a long time, she was almost as mysterious as my great grandpa; however, it turns out that my father even remembers her. Specifically, he remembers her as “fat and crabby” and that she used to bring him books every time she visited. The “fat and crabby” part might not sound very flattering — but if you know my dad, you know that anybody who made a point to bring him books couldn’t have been too bad a person!)

At some point, Hazel married a man named Peter Richtschied; for the rest of her life, she was Hazel Richtschied. I’m honestly not for sure if she and my great grandfather were ever actually married. If they were, it doesn’t seem that they stayed married for very long. Of course, I can’t find any marriage records to confirm one way or the other!

As for “Cornwell”, if my great grandfather truly is the man on the World War I Draft Registration Card (which I’m fairly confident is the case), that indicates that my grandmother wasn’t the one who made up “Cornwell”; it goes back at least as far as her father. That said, searches for “George/Thomas Cornwell”, without the Van Batenburg or Van Voltenberg, sadly haven’t turned up anything, either.

The only other possibly-relevant bit of information: Thomas Van Voltenberg Cornwell listed an “Annie Cornwell” (a sister-in-law) on the draft registration card as his “closest living relative” (this card was, of course, filled out several years before my grandma or her sister came along; I’m guessing he hadn’t met my great grandmother yet, who wasn’t even a teenager at the time!).

If anybody has any suggestions on cracking this mystery, I’d love to hear them. Meanwhile, according to my clock, Tuesday’s just a couple of minutes away… I’d better hurry and push ‘post’ before Mystery Monday is over!

Pardon Me, Take 2

Well, as you can see by looking at my last entry, it’s been over a year since I updated this blog.

And it isn’t because I lost interest, or hit a roadblock in my research. Au contraire! I’ve found out so much since my last post, I wouldn’t even know where to begin sharing all of it! Names, photos, stories — let’s just say I’ve unlocked quite a few family mysteries since you last heard from me (and I’ve had a great time doing so). I’ve connected with and even met a few “long lost” cousins. In time, I hope to write about everything.

So why the long break between posts?  Actually, it’s a combination of not knowing where/how to pick up from where I left off, health issues, and (this is the main reason, I confess) just plain bad blogging habits.

But I love the idea of a place to document all my findings, and would hate to waste that opportunity. And, clearly, I already have a blog established to do just that! (It’s not like letting 15 months lapse means the information I have shared is no longer valid.)

So let’s try this again, shall we?

Rather than a 90-page update of everything I’ve discovered since March 2012, I think I’ll stick to shorter posts. In fact, I’ve always thought that these themed genealogy prompts look like fun. So, that’s my goal — to try some of these out for at least a week. Starting this coming week (I’m not sure which particular day this week, but once I start, I vow to post at least 7 straight days’ worth of content!).

Hey, it’s as good a goal as any. :)

Meanwhile, I actually did update my “Brick Walls” page earlier this year — and I updated my “Famous Relatives” page just this morning. So make sure to check out those (see top of blog) if you want some  more content. And stay tuned!

Family Photos

Wilmer Atkinson Tillinghast, Sr.; Daniel R. Tillinghast; George Horace Tillinghast. 1952

Remember in my last blog post, when I wrote that I’d never seen a photo of my great-grandfather, Wilmer (aka “Bill”) Atkinson Tillinghast? I didn’t mention this then, but I’d also (to my knowledge) never seen a baby photo of my father, NOR had I seen more than one photo (and the one I saw was over a decade ago) of my paternal grandfather, George Horace Tillinghast. Well, ALL of that changed last Friday, thanks to my Uncle Steven! He was kind enough to scan several pictures of the family and share them on Facebook. He also (just as kindly) gave me permission to re-post the photos here.

So here they are! As you can see in the photo above, there are three generations of Tillinghasts: Wilmer, Daniel (my dad), and George. This picture was taken in Healdsburg, CA, around October of 1952, just three months after my father was born. Cute baby, wasn’t he?

(Sorry that some of these photos aren’t the most clear. I know that you can’t really make out Bill… but I can see enough to determine that — surprise, surprise — he looks nothing like Wilford Brimley!)


How about some more pictures?

My paternal (maternal) great grandfather, George Von Batenburg.

Here’s my grandmother’s father, George Von Batenburg. I’m not sure if I’m spelling his name correctly. I didn’t even know his name until last Friday! So far, Google and Ancestry dot com searches haven’t turned up anything on him (though it seems the surname might be German?) but you know, right now it’s exciting just to have his name — and this photo! (I can even see a little bit of my father in him… in the eyes, I think.)

Great Grandma Hazel and Grandma Tilly.

Speaking of my grandma, there she is, on the right; the woman next to her is her mother, Hazel! This picture would have been taken in the mid 1960’s. Right now, I don’t know Hazel’s maiden name, but I have a feeling I will find out more about her at some point (I hope so, anyway!). Especially because (way in the very back of my mind) I remembered that her name was Hazel — which means somebody either told me that, or I read it somewhere (this would’ve been looong before I started “officially” researching genealogy). As for my grandmother (born Clara Ann Cornwell) her second husband (Harold — my grandfather’s brother) nicknamed her “Susie.” I’m not sure where that name originated, but it stuck. From what I remember, the name “Susie” seemed to fit. (She is buried as Susie Tillinghast.) I didn’t get to spend MUCH time with my grandmother, who passed away in 2000; but I do have fond memories and am blessed for the time I did have with her!

Grandma and Grandpa Tilly

And here she is again! With my grandfather, George. I’m not sure when this photo was taken (sometime in the 1940’s?). But I love that they look so happy. They sure had their share of sadness later on — BUT photos like this show they definitely had their happy moments, as well. And, I must say… they made quite an attractive couple!

Great Grandmother Daisy and her grandson, my father (circa 1952).

You can’t see my great grandmother (Daisy Mae Richards Tillinghast) very well at ALL in this photo… but, awww, look at the baby (I know him better as my father!).

And speaking of babies…

My aunt, Sharon Tillinghast Kendall, with her son (Kenny).

The baby in this photo is my cousin, Kenny. I’ve known of him for most of my life; though I’ve never met him. But how’s this — for a large chunk of my life, I actually believed that he was a professional (albeit “chump”) wrestler in the WCW, based on something my dad told me (probably facetiously). See, there was a wrestler billed as “Kenny Kendall” who (according to my dad) would have been “about the right age” to conceivably be one and the same with my cousin — that is, if the wrestler’s name was actually Kenny Kendall! (I later found out his real name was something like Barry Jones.) Oh, well. As for my cousin, I think I tracked him (the real one) down one time. (I haven’t contacted him, though; among other things, I’m not sure what I would say.)

Now, if you’re wondering who the lovely woman holding Kenny is in this photo — she’s my aunt, Sharon. She died in 1966 or 1967 at a very young age (22 or 23). I’m not sure of the circumstances that led to her death. According to records at Find a Grave, it happened in Idaho (I now know she lived there at the time; thanks, Dad!). Hopefully someday I can find out more about Sharon. I think she’s quite pretty in this photo!

My paternal grandfather, George Horace Tillinghast.

Here’s another great picture of my paternal grandfather, George Horace Tillinghast. He was in the service in I think the early 1940’s, so I assume this picture was taken then. (And this observation is sort of random and silly, but in the above photo — not so much the others — he sort of reminds me of comedian Ben Bailey.)

Finally…

My grandparents, Clara Ann Cornwell and George H. Tillinghast.

I saved the best for last; I think this is my favorite of the photos my uncle shared. Here there are, my grandparents, Clara (before she was Susie!) and George Tillinghast. He had a kind face. And she looks so young and in love here. I wonder if this was a wedding picture? I’m not sure (yet!).

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Meanwhile, this week, I’m at my parents’ house in Gig Harbor; this happens to be the week of my annual cancer scans (for those who don’t already know, I was diagnosed with breast cancer in 2006 at the ripe old age of 27. I’ve been doing quite well for quite awhile; this Thursday, I’ll learn whether or not that pattern continues. As for the actual scans, I had them done earlier today. Oral contrast = YUCK!)

I’m enjoying the time with my parents (if only I was here under better circumstances); however, I’m looking forward to this weekend. Among other reasons, my weekend plans include going over to my Uncle Steven and Aunt Darla’s… where I’ll get hopefully get copies of these photos (and more?) and learn some of the stories behind them. I’ll certainly keep you posted on what I find out!

But right now, it’s time to break for some coconut cake!

Letter from my great grandfather, Bill Tillinghast

Last year, one of the first things I learned in regards to my personal genealogy was my official “Tillinghast line” (thanks, Uncle Bud and Todd Lawrence!) and I quickly committed it to memory. For the benefit of my Tillinghast cousins, here’s my branch of our tree (for everybody else, pay attention to the fourth-to-the-last name!):

Robert – John – Pardon – PARDON – Pardon – John – Pardon – Stukely – Stephen – Isaac – Stephen – Isaac Fred – Wilmer – George – Daniel – and… yours truly.

(As you might guess from the many repeated names, it wasn’t all that hard to memorize my line.)


Capitalized Pardon, by the way, is the Pardon… the reason we American Tillinghasts are all here. Robert Tillinghast (1540-1613) of Sussex, England is the earliest known Tillinghast that I’m aware of. As for my 6th great grandfather Stukely Tillinghast (sometimes cited as “Stutely” — allegedly also called “Snuffy” for the “dull” color of his coat), he’s the father of the legendary Rhode Island “vampire”, Sarah Tillinghast. But more on all of them in future posts.

Sarah Tillinghast (artwork from MetlViking at deviantart). Her story is coming!

Meanwhile…

The other day, right after debuting this blog, I decided to go on a Google hunt for other Tillinghast blogs. I didn’t find any blogs — but that was okay, because I stumbled across something just as valuable (I LOVE finding treasure when I’m not even looking for it!).

It was the archives of an old Yahoo! mailing list. Actually, the list is still active, though barely so… anyway, if you’re wondering what’s so exciting about an old Yahoo! list — the group was/is devoted specifically to descendants of my paternal great grandparents, Wilmer Atkinson Tillinghast and Daisy Mae Richards!

The list was started by my Uncle Bud way back in 1999, and most of the relevant material was posted prior to 2005 (before people started flooding the list with off-topic posts, as tends to happen on mailing lists; I’m not sure if the off-topic stuff “killed” the activity — I also noticed some outright spam, which I’m sure didn’t help — but in any case it has since slowed down to maybe one or two new posts every couple of years. Had I known about the list, I would have participated sooner! I casually joined it anyway.)

No big deal on the lack of recent activity (though, with that said, I’d love to try to get some conversation going again; in fact, Bud asked me if I’d like to try taking over the list. I told him, sure!) I still found plenty of interesting tidbits in those archived messages.

Up until now, I knew next to nothing about my great grandparents. I never met them. They were both born in 1881, and died in the 1960’s (I didn’t come around until 1979).

Last year, when I started to explore my genealogy, I learned their names, and that they were both born in Pennsylvania (in my great grandfather’s case, in La Plume; I’m not sure what part of the state my great grandma came from). They married young, and had their first child in 1900. Altogether, they had 8 children.

The family re-located to Sonoma County, CA sometime in the 1920’s (based on information from the 1920 and 1930 U.S. Censuses), which made my great-grandfather the first of our direct Tillinghast line to go “out west.” (He was not the first Tillinghast to do so.) I’m not sure what brought the family to Sonoma County, but they stuck around; my dad was born in Sebastapol, and many of Wilmer and Daisy’s descendants still live in that area!

That’s about the gist of what I knew about my great grandparents before I found this Yahoo! list (except that I also know at least the names of all of my cousins who are also descendants, thanks to a list that unofficial Tillinghast genealogist Todd Lawrence kindly sent my way several months ago).

I wish I could post a picture of either or both of my great grandparents, but I don’t (yet) have one, nor have I ever seen one. For some reason, I vaguely picture my great grandfather to look like Wilford Brimley… but I have no idea if he actually did resemble “Gus Witherspoon” (I doubt it). As for my great grandmother, Daisy — well, if you’ve clicked the “Brick Walls” link on this blog, you’ll know that I’m really lacking information on her, including her parents’ names.

BUT!

Based on tidbits and memories shared in the Yahoo! list, I now know that:

-Daisy had long hair and a “wonderful smile” (she was described as very beautiful when she was young). She was known to take her time doing things and not rush.

-My great grandparents differed in their politics; she was “an ardent FDR Democrat” and he was a “died in the wool Republican”, according to a post from my Uncle Bud (based on words and memories from his father). It didn’t affect their marriage; they just didn’t discuss politics around election time! I don’t really want to discuss politics either, but I will say that (for more than one reason) this anecdote made me smile.

-They spoiled their grandkids. (There were several examples posted on the mailing list to back this up!)

I read all 280+ messages in the Yahoo! list and appreciated every detail (no matter how small) that helped me form a better picture of Wilmer and Daisy; but the best message of all came in the form of a letter transcribed by my Uncle Bud that was actually written by Wilmer Atkinson Tillinghast, Sr., my great grandfather… whom I’ve always thought of as “Wilmer Atkinson Tillinghast” or “Wilmer A. Tillinghast” (because those are the names I see in Ancestry dot com). But after reading his words, I feel like I have a better grasp on who he was; and for starters, he didn’t go by Wilmer, he was Bill!

Here’s the letter, which is addressed to his niece, an “Elizabeth Henry” (Ancestry confirms that his brother, Albert Brundage Tillinghast, had a daughter Elizabeth whose married name was Henry). I love that the first part of the letter is actually about genealogy.

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___ Reed Court
Healdsburg, Calif.
December 12, 1960

[According to Find A Grave, Bill passed away almost two years to the date after he wrote this letter.]

My Dear Elizabeth;

It seems to take the spirit of Xmas to jar me out of my absorption in purely personal matters long enough to give some thought to other members of my family.

I have always had a pride of family, probably exaggerated out of all proportion of reality.

[I feel closer to him already!]

so come Xmas time I begin to wonder what is happening to other members of the family with whom I have only infrequently contact.

I don’t know whether your Dad or your grandmother Tillinghast told you that our original ancestor, Pardon Tillinghast, came to this country in 1643, with a 1/4 interest in the original grant to what is now the city of Providence, R.I. He built the first Baptist Church in America and on his own land and preached in it until the time of his death at 96 years of age.

This is all confirmed in Appletons Encyclopedia, which is available in most public libraries.

[It's true; we Tillinghasts are very proud of our ancestor, Pardon... something that has clearly been passed down through the generations.]

You are also related to Thomas Edison and Woodrow Wilson.

[!]

The Edison connection is through his mother who was the daughter of a blacksmith named Brundage, in Orange, N.J. who was a cousin of our Grandfather Brundage.

The Woodrow Wilson connection is through the grandfather of my mother who was Dr. Bruce Wilson, whose brother settled in the valley of Virginia and became either the father or the grandfather of Woodrow Wilson.

A couple of years after my mothers death I received a letter from a Dr. Wilson in Princeton, N.J. stating that he was asking me to furnish him with vital statistics concerning my family as he was writing a continuation of the Woodrow Wilson family and they had already had a record of the birth of myself and my brothers and sisters but had no information later than that.

So your Dad’s name and mine are already recorded in the Wilson family history.

[VERY interesting! I actually knew about the Edison connection; though, oddly enough, I think I traced it through a different set of ancestors. The ancestors I found in common with Thomas Edison are my 6th great grandparents, Samuel Ogden and Phebe Baldwin; I have that their daughter, Phebe Ogden, b. 1759, married James Brundage, b. 1761. James and Phebe Brundage were the 2nd great grandparents of my 2nd great grandmother, Bill's mother, Edith Brundage. This is all based on information I found originally at Ancestry dot com. However, I think that Edith Brundage's grandparents were... cousins, so that might explain some of the confusion. I still have a lot to learn about the Brundages! As for the Woodrow Wilson connection, that's ENTIRELY new to me! What I would do to get my hands on that book!]

I have the Tillinghast family record from Pardon Tillinghast down to my generation and always intended to bring it down to date but there are so many matters of which I have no information that I will probably never get it completed.

[Well, that's what I'm here for, Great Grandfather. I wonder whatever happened to his records?]

My family here are growing so fast I can hardly keep track of them. We now have 29 grandchildren and 23 great grandchildren.

Your Aunt Daisy is still in the hospital over two years now and is completely helpless’ can move only her head and arms, and can talk only a few words, and is just dying by inches.

[This part almost made me cry. On an interesting, albeit sad note, her date of death is listed almost three years after his, so I wonder if she recovered for at least a short period after he wrote this letter?]

George and Frances are both dead, also one granddaughter, Harold’s girl Margie is gone.

[I felt sad for Bill here, too. How strange it must be to outlive not only your children, but at least one of your grandchildren. George and Frances were Bill and Daisy's two youngest, by the way. George is also my grandfather; he committed suicide in 1958. I don't say this in a judgmental way, for I'm sure when he ended his life he must have felt for whatever reason that it was his only choice; but I know it affected my dad, who was only 6, and this letter made me think for the first time about how it must have affected his parents.

On a happier note, my grandmother, Clara... better known as Susie... later married George's brother -- the Harold mentioned in this letter, who is also the father of Bud, who transcribed this letter! -- and they remained together until his death in 1976.]

Our oldest boy Bill Jr. is Deputy Agriculture commissioner.

Dick is in Fresno in charge of that territory for the Blue Chip trading stamp Co

Harold is a building contractor, now living with me here as he is divorced

Bob is manager of a cabinet company in Santa Rosa. Steve is still running a delicatessen in Elizabeth, N.J. and Harriet’s husband is voltage tester in the Pacific Gas and Elect. Co.

Frances husband is a chef in a restaurant in St. Helena, Calif .

I have always wanted to get back east for a visit with all of you but as I had a second heart attack a couple of months ago, which put me out of circulation for three weeks, and since I’m nearly 80 years old it seems rather doubtful if I can make it. 

May God Bless you all, Sincerely, Uncle Bill

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God bless you, Great Grandfather Bill. I hope you made it back east for a final visit.

I’m so glad that I found that Yahoo! group and got to read this letter. (And very grateful to Uncle Bud for sharing it!) Logically, as my great grandfather was born 100 years before me, even if he’d lived to 100 years, I never would have known him. But if this letter is any indication, I know that I would have liked him… and, that we would’ve had plenty to talk about!

In fact, with his interest in family, he probably would have appreciated this blog (at least, I hope so!). Hopefully I can keep it going, continue his work, and make my great grandfather proud.

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