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Major, major announcement for Langdon and Beaman bonecollectors! Listen up folks…
Missouri has gone technological and put a pile of death certificates on-line. Oh yes, you read that right. Check it out for yourselves right here.
By the way, it doesn’t seem to like Firefox as far as bringing up the images is concerned but they come right up in Internet Explorer. Wow. Wow. Wow.
This is big!!
Seems lots of bonecollectors would like to get their hands on my entire database so, thanks to a little gentle prodding from Gene Truelove, we have made that happen! Oh yes we have my children…now settle down, settle down.
Simply go to the New Stuff page at wemightbekin and you’ll find it along with directions. Hopefully you won’t have a problem downloading it (if you so desire) but drop me a line if you do. It is going to have a permanent home at the bottom of the Family Reports page.
Enjoy everyone and, if you happen to run into Gene, tell him “Thanks”!
My family has suffered an extremely shocking loss today. Darryl King, husband of my cousin, Amy Carter King, passed away unexpectedly this morning while on a business trip in Tennessee. We are still getting details but authorities believe he probably had a heart attack. He and Amy have two small sons. Please keep them and our family in your prayers.
So, here’s how it went. I think a bulleted form will be easier to follow.
1. A few months ago, I received an e-mail from a lady (we’ll call her “Daddy’s Little Girl”) looking for some help with researching her biological father’s family from the Johnston County, North Carolina area. Apparently, her real father (we’ll call him “Mr. C”) died in an accidental drowning when she was only three months old.
2. “Daddy’s Little Girl” only learned of “Mr. C” when she was in her early teens. Until then, she believed the man who she had always known as her father was her “real” father (we’ll call this man “Mr. Saint”).
3. After “Mr. C’s” tragic death, “Mr. Saint” married “Mr. C’s” widow and took in all five (yes, all five) of “Mr. C’s” children and raised them as his own. Hence, the name, “Mr. Saint”. It was only after the youngest, “Daddy’s Little Girl”, was old enough to really understand that their mother told them about their real father and his untimely death.
4. “Daddy’s Little Girl” never knew any of “Mr. C’s” people and wanted to try to find out what she could about them. I agreed to help. I was able to uncover a good little bit of information on the family dating back to the mid 1800’s. From what I could gather, “Mr. C” only had one remaining living sibling, a sister, but I had no leads at all on whom she may have married or where she may have gone. I sent everything I found to “Daddy’s Little Girl”, gave her a few ideas on possible places to check for leads on the sister (her aunt), and wished her luck…promising, of course, to continue searching as well.
5. Last night I received an e-mail from a lady in Charleston, South Carolina. She had just run across wemightbekin the night before and was bowled over with all of the information she was finding there. Anywho, “Charleston” goes on to tell me about an old cemetery she had just visited in Johnston County last month while looking for her great-great-grandmother’s grave. The e-mail was rather lengthy and chocked full of great info about her “bonecollecting” and the line she has been researching for years. She was so kind as to include four wonderful photographs she took of headstones in that cemetery that relate to that line.
6. I scanned down the e-mail to the list of attachments and absolutely lost my breath. Lost. My. Breath.
7. Attachment #2 was a fabulous shot of “Mr. C’s” headstone! Oh. My. God.
8. I shot up out of my chair and sent it hurtling backwards across the floor as I yelled up to the Heavens, “You did it again, didn’t you? I love it when you do this stuff!” There I was…laughing and yelling and goose bumps popping up all over me…I had to be a sight to see. I guess it was a good thing the pups were outside at the time.
9. I immediately sent an e-mail out to “Daddy’s Little Girl” asking her to call me at home but not giving her any details. I also tracked down a phone number for her brother in Angier and left a message for her on his voice mail as well. Then, I waited.
10. She called less than an hour later and, let me tell you, God got ALL of the glory! She was so very excited. She remembered her mother taking them all to the little tucked away family cemetery when they were first told about “Mr. C” but he didn’t have a headstone then because of financial reasons. She had never been back and did not even know that a stone had since been placed there. “Mr. C” left this world 46 years ago and last night it felt like he was reunited with his little girl.
How cool is that?
I’m back home safely…Thank you Jesus. It was a good time but WOW was it hot down there! I will be heading back for the Mason Reunion in about a month and I sure do hope the weather has broken by then. Maybe then I will be able to get some “Cemetery Hoppin’” done.
Heard from a couple of folks while I was gone. From the Byrd line, Nancy left this comment to tag on to Scott’s earlier comment. We will definitely be working to flesh out this line. Help us out, if you can.
Juli, I heard from your niece, Jacqueline, this weekend as well. How’s that for a “small world”? She wanted to know how she and I are related… Once I spelled out the elevendy million different ways and the fact that you and I have been “bone collecting” for years now, she got quite a kick out of it. I love this stuff.
Got to go play with the puppies. More later.
Are you a “Byrd Watcher”? I’m speaking in the genealogical sense, of course. We have an inquiry in the comments section a few posts back from Mr. Scott Welch concerning Sallie Byrd Langdon and the Sutton Byrd line of Byrd’s. Click the links and see if you can help.
By the way, clicking Scott’s name will take you to his blog…Our Sovereign Joy (well now you can click here too) and he has been added to the list of Bone Newcomers (Fresh on the Bone) over there on the sidebar.
Question of my own for you Scott. Are you saying, and do you have proof, that Washington Byrd (son of Sutton & Margaret “Peggy” Johnson Byrd) is the same person as George Washington Byrd (husband of Harriet Beasley Byrd & father of Troy Pinkney Byrd)?
Still no word from Pop’s surgeon on a date for the operation. The baby grandson, Jonathan, came and cut the grass today. So what if he’s 15, got a goatee, and quickly heading toward 6 feet tall, he’s still the baby grandson…and a good boy too!
As for me, I am feeling better every day. I went ahead and stayed home today so I could be sure to kick this stuff on out of me. I have to teach all day at the Academy on Friday so I have to get better than I am. I’ve been sleeping so much I almost feel like a zombie! Must be that I need it.
Thanks for all the well wishes. You folks are the best.
Bone Collectin’ update today…
Added a pile of Death Certificates, thanks in big big part to Say-rah for her Beasley donations. You can find them all easily in the New Stuff.
By the way Say-rah, I ran into an Isaac Beasley (b. abt 1790) married Phereby Roberts in Johnston County 7-7-1829. Do you know anything about him?
Nita – I got your Langdon package in the mail and I am working my way through it. I’ll get back with you as soon as I can. Thanks so much for sharing.
I’ve been working diligently with Jimmy on uncovering an elusive Holmes line and it is about to give both of us a fit. We may need a prayer or two from the rest of you! By the way, he sent me a wonderful picture of his Great Grandmother, Mary Margaret “Ciss” Whittington Holmes Byrd. I hope to share it with you all soon.
Bobbie in Florida contacted me for help tracking down her Mother’s line of Stancils from the Harnett County area. With a couple of names and round about dates, we were finally successful and she is off and running! As it turned out, her Stancils, hooked in to my Norris line so it’s all good.
Still trudging along with St. Mary’s Grove Free Will Baptist Church Cemetery. It’ll get there eventually…maybe…I hope.