tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-54393040611021515832024-03-18T23:18:54.611-04:00Grove, Wilkins, Cliff, Roddy Tracing the RootsA genealogical journeyUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger38125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5439304061102151583.post-30870395766569078522021-05-11T11:35:00.000-04:002021-05-11T11:35:33.175-04:00<p><span style="font-family: times;">In the summer of 1927, GC Wilkins, his wife Ora Roddy Wilkins and their four daughters, Mary 15, Jo 8, June 3 and Jane</span> 14 mos. made a visit to Pawnee Rock Kansas.<span style="font-family: times;"> P<span style="background-color: white;"><span style="caret-color: rgb(64, 64, 64); font-size: 16px;">awnee Rock is a historic landmark on the </span><a href="https://www.legendsofamerica.com/santa-fe-trail/" style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; cursor: pointer; font-size: 16px; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">Santa Fe Trail</a><span style="caret-color: rgb(64, 64, 64); font-size: 16px;"> in present-day </span><a href="https://legendsofkansas.com/barton-county-kansas/" style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; cursor: pointer; font-size: 16px; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">Barton County</a><span style="caret-color: rgb(64, 64, 64); font-size: 16px;">, </span><a href="https://www.legendsofkansas.com/" style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; cursor: pointer; font-size: 16px; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">Kansas</a><span style="caret-color: rgb(64, 64, 64); font-size: 16px;">. Located in the county’s southwest corner, the bluff, comprised of Dakota Sandstone, sits about 100 yards from the old Santa Fe Trail. Before this road was blazed, the large rock formation, rising out of the flat prairie, was a site where the </span><a href="https://www.legendsofamerica.com/na-commanche/" style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; cursor: pointer; font-size: 16px; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">Comanche</a><span style="caret-color: rgb(64, 64, 64); font-size: 16px;">, </span><a href="https://www.legendsofamerica.com/na-kiowa/" style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; cursor: pointer; font-size: 16px; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">Kiowa</a><span style="caret-color: rgb(64, 64, 64); font-size: 16px;">, </span><a href="https://www.legendsofamerica.com/na-arapaho/" style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; cursor: pointer; font-size: 16px; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">Arapaho</a><span style="caret-color: rgb(64, 64, 64); font-size: 16px;">, and </span><a href="https://www.legendsofamerica.com/na-cheyenne/" style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; cursor: pointer; font-size: 16px; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">Cheyenne </a><a href="https://www.legendsofamerica.com/native-americans/" style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; cursor: pointer; font-size: 16px; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">Indians</a><span style="caret-color: rgb(64, 64, 64); font-size: 16px;"> held councils of war and peace. </span></span></span><span style="background-color: white; caret-color: rgb(64, 64, 64); font-size: 16px;"><span style="font-family: times;">In 1908, the remaining portion of the bluff was acquired by the Woman’s Kansas Day Club, and the next year it was turned over to the State of Kansas as a historic site. On May 24, 1912, a stone monument was dedicated with a great celebration before a crowd of some eight thousand onlookers. The state park today provides a road that leads to a shelter house and monument on the summit. An overlook, monument, and historical signs now grace its reduced summit, where visitors can stand, witnessing the view that so many throughout history have shared. 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font-size: 12pt;">Parker was the hometown of my Grove ancestors and in 1962 we spent Memorial Day there (called Decoration Day by my grandparents). That visit was memorable as it is the first time I visited Goodrich Cemetery, the site of the graves of several generations of my Grove ancestors. It was also the first time my father, John Virgil Grove, pointed out to me his boyhood home on Taft St. in Parker.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 12pt;">On that car ride home, I started asking questions about the graves we had seen and how I was related to those Groves. In retrospect it was probably this trip that inspired my genealogical hobby.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 12pt;">My grandfather mentioned that the Russell graves we had seen were victims of the Spanish Flu. I knew flu as an illness but not a killer. So, I was curious how it caused death. My grandfather was 12 in 1918. He remembered his Dad’s sister Aunt Cynthia quite well and her children, Donald, Anna, Merle. By 1918 Cynthia had been a widow for 25 years. She was living in Kansas City and had become the matriarch of the Grove family.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 12pt;">Tragedy struck in January, 1918. Cynthia had moved from Parker to Kansas City where she died January 9, 1918 at age 64. According to her death certificate she had been sick ten days with catarrhal pneumonia. Aside from that her health had been good. Her son Donald Delos Russell, who also lived in Kansas City, became ill returning from the cemetery in Parker after his mother’s services. He had a cold which led to pneumonia causing his death on January 15, 1918, at the home of his uncle Charles Grove (my great grandfather) at the age of 34. Cynthia’s daughter Anna Belle Russell South also accompanied her mother to Parker and she “suffered from a nervous breakdown,” was sick ten days and died at the home of her uncle, Charles Grove (my great grandfather) in Parker on January 23, 1918, at the age of 45.</span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4AIkWio39o3A7YM1RISR7BS4xxQHkNFs7u-wdR_kx4NHV2UW-pWy54lEWXlJFjjzJHo9G-gwQzedlLzWq_O3LzOt_A6Z4hz6puf4eA52nPSe5xxQk42b-jI8_9XmyoolquqVjQINPwBw/s600/CYNTHIA+GROVE%252C+M.+RUSSELL.jpeg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="358" height="197" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4AIkWio39o3A7YM1RISR7BS4xxQHkNFs7u-wdR_kx4NHV2UW-pWy54lEWXlJFjjzJHo9G-gwQzedlLzWq_O3LzOt_A6Z4hz6puf4eA52nPSe5xxQk42b-jI8_9XmyoolquqVjQINPwBw/w117-h197/CYNTHIA+GROVE%252C+M.+RUSSELL.jpeg" width="117" /></a></div><span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 12pt;"><br /></span><p></p><p><span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 12pt;">In the span of two weeks 3 Russell family had members died. By 1962 the family lore had attributed these three deaths to what was then called the Spanish Flu. Since two of the three deaths occurred at my grandfather’s boyhood home, he was likely a witness and had a vivid memory of their passing.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 12pt;">One hundred years later there has been further research into the 1918 Flu Pandemic. More is known about its toll and its origin. As of this writing there is a strong belief that the 1918 outbreak did not originate in Spain. As a non-combatant in World War I the Spanish were more open about the outbreak among the population there than were the other European warring countries who did not want to disclose any events that might be perceived to their enemies as weaknesses. So, flu deaths among troops and the general population was not widely reported.</span></p></div></div></div><div class="page" title="Page 2"><div class="layoutArea"><div class="column"><p><span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 12pt;">While the so-called “Spanish Flu” did not originate in Spain, scientists are still unsure of its source. France, China and Britain have all been suggested as the potential birthplace of the virus, as has the United States, where the first known case was reported at a military base in Kansas on March 11, 1918.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 12pt;">Now here’s where family lore meets historical facts. The first known case in the US was reported at a military base in Kansas on March 11, 1918. That military base was Camp Funston, a U.S. Army training camp located on Fort Riley, southwest of Manhattan, Kansas</span></p><p><span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 12pt;">The first Russell death was in Kansas City on January 9, 1918, 67 days before the first reported case at Camp Funston. Based on today’s information it is unlikely that these three closely related deaths of healthy family members can be attributed to the 1918 Pandemic OR is it possible that there were flu deaths within the general population in Kansas in early 1918 that were not reported due to the rural nature of the population?</span></p><p><span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 12pt;">In early January-February, 1918, Dr. Loring Miner, a Haskell County, Kansas, doctor raised the first warning, reporting an "influenza of a severe type" circulating in the area. Haskell County boys may have then carried the virus to a Kansas army camp. From there, the virus caught a ride with tens of thousands of young soldiers on their way to Europe.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 12pt;">The deaths in Kansas City in October 1918 that were recorded as part of the pandemic were worse than the rate of other major American cities. *Over the next 27 weeks, the flu would kill an estimated 2,300 people in Kansas City, giving it a mortality rate greater than New York, Chicago, Cleveland, Detroit and even St. Louis, a city with more than 2.5 times Kansas City’s population at the time.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: ArialMT; font-size: 10pt;">In Parker not only did the two adult Russell siblings succumb to pneumonia but the weekly Parker Message reported in the Thursday, January 17, 1918 edition an unusual number of deaths for a community of approximately 400.</span></p></div></div><br /><div class="layoutArea"><div class="column"><p><span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 12pt;">It is about 145 miles northwest from Parker, KS to Camp Funston and about 122 miles directly west of Kansas City.</span></p></div></div> <div class="layoutArea"><div class="column"><p><br /></p></div></div><img alt="page2image47753344" height="0.720000" src="blob:https://www.blogger.com/56e2dff0-ef99-4fb5-991e-bbe6d95d6346" width="224.640000" /> <img alt="page2image47753536" height="0.720000" src="blob:https://www.blogger.com/cc8fe3c4-d0fe-4ab7-9ac7-c3eb8dae18f1" width="184.320000" /><div class="layoutArea"><div class="column"><p><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10pt; font-style: italic;">Mrs. Cynthia Russell W.J. Boyd<br />Wife of W.J. Boyd Don Russell</span></p><p><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10pt; font-style: italic;">Andrew J. Hill JJ Deihm</span></p></div></div><div class="layoutArea"><div class="column"><p><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10pt; font-style: italic; font-weight: 700;">Six Deaths in Past Week</span></p></div></div><div class="layoutArea"><div class="column"><p><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10pt; font-style: italic;">It has been a long while since there has been as many deaths in this community as there has been in this past week.<br />Friday, the body of Mrs. Cynthia Russell, a former resident of Parker was brought here from Kansas City for burial. The obituary will appear next week.</span></p></div></div></div><div class="page" title="Page 3"><div class="layoutArea"><div class="column"><p><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10pt; font-style: italic;">A son of Mrs. Russell, Don accompanied the body of his mother here for burial was taken sick with cold and it developed into pneumonia causing his death Tuesday morning about 5:00am he leaves a wife and several children besides other relatives.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: ArialMT; font-size: 10pt;">One week later the death of Anna Belle Russell had died bringing the toll on this small community to seven.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: ArialMT; font-size: 10pt;">More recently I started using Newspaper.com to scour online newspapers to discover more about my ancestors and discovered this in the March 21, 1918 Parker Message</span></p><p><span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 12pt;">Mrs. Chas. Grove (Kate Short Grove my great grandmother) returned Saturday from a two weeks’ visit with her son Kenneth who is in camp at Camp Funston and her daughter, Mrs. J Brown (my grandfather’s oldest sibling, Fern).</span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjh44oaT7d97uWelwTHzyeGNXb0z_xosSId4zs0eMUvm6GtPCcCzQ2LHQBTpgOeQIL8MPH1f1o6Cus2mBlm9_A3m3mnHCMua93Fa1LWraqngQNL2ZgfQnA86ACw2zynYsQsMenyU0nqpHw/s635/Fern+Grove+Brown.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="635" data-original-width="319" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjh44oaT7d97uWelwTHzyeGNXb0z_xosSId4zs0eMUvm6GtPCcCzQ2LHQBTpgOeQIL8MPH1f1o6Cus2mBlm9_A3m3mnHCMua93Fa1LWraqngQNL2ZgfQnA86ACw2zynYsQsMenyU0nqpHw/w160-h320/Fern+Grove+Brown.jpeg" title="Fern Grove" width="160" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDpNcnHvBOCG8xosl_Gfuh3V_SzIEgQFNR3-5o7u_UaKPyoUwN0vdjs4pya96engSdjOBGYc3m13vhaKK6LF9yQYKi1V9wq2h2UYN0FDvAGdAB9LMbnPJLAeQ5NQkUU_z8dcvTjsucRlM/s127/Kate+Short+Grove.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="112" data-original-width="127" height="284" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDpNcnHvBOCG8xosl_Gfuh3V_SzIEgQFNR3-5o7u_UaKPyoUwN0vdjs4pya96engSdjOBGYc3m13vhaKK6LF9yQYKi1V9wq2h2UYN0FDvAGdAB9LMbnPJLAeQ5NQkUU_z8dcvTjsucRlM/w320-h284/Kate+Short+Grove.jpeg" title="Kate Short Grove" width="320" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUfJD6lzGWGfXXAQ7ykr7-SsKMyZP6jmk_CkzBH_IcNhfqB3qubbvsOjGli-GBcucFyTbLlzaN7Cm7ytAVCCEnTZYUecDZFoapmGWlcvthNUNcXRHcfwuXo2VFcppslrDgN6weuSIJU8I/s1096/Kenneth+in+uniform.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1096" data-original-width="662" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUfJD6lzGWGfXXAQ7ykr7-SsKMyZP6jmk_CkzBH_IcNhfqB3qubbvsOjGli-GBcucFyTbLlzaN7Cm7ytAVCCEnTZYUecDZFoapmGWlcvthNUNcXRHcfwuXo2VFcppslrDgN6weuSIJU8I/w192-h320/Kenneth+in+uniform.jpeg" title="Kenneth Grove" width="192" /></a></div><span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 12pt;"><br /></span><p></p><p><span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 12pt;">SO, it appears at the </span><span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 12pt; font-weight: 700;">exact same time </span><span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 12pt;">that Camp Funston was experiencing great numbers of soldiers suffering from the start of the epidemic, our ancestors were there! Is it possible Kenneth was ill and that’s why they visited? How did they not get infected while visiting Kenneth. Or, did they get sick while visiting and had to stay for two weeks to recover?</span></p><p><span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 12pt;">©John M Grove 2020</span></p></div></div> <img alt="page3image47739648" height="0.720000" src="blob:https://www.blogger.com/f12c772f-a5f5-457d-8f22-9dba200ed5be" width="81.600000" /></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5439304061102151583.post-17346054962586903552019-03-07T08:39:00.000-05:002019-03-07T08:39:49.030-05:00DNA Testing<h5 class="text2xlrg bold" style="margin: 0px 0px 10px; padding: 0px;">
<span style="font-family: "times" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="color: #333333; font-weight: normal; line-height: 1.3;"><span style="font-size: small;">In 2012 I submitted a saliva sample for DNA testing to determine where my ancestors had lived. I used the service offered to Ancestry.com members and here are the results. I was at first surprised at the Scandinavian dominance until I read more about the Vikings exploration of Europe. It now makes sense knowing that the Scandinavians were in Ireland and the UK and established </span></span><span style="color: #333333; font-size: small;"><span style="font-weight: normal; line-height: 20px;">civilizations there. The disappointment was the absence of Native American. I hold out hope that my uncertain 5% may have some Native American or African American connection.</span></span></span></h5>
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<span style="font-family: "times" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="color: #333333; font-size: small;"><span style="font-weight: normal; line-height: 20px;">In late 2018 Ancesry.com notified me that new data had refined my 2012 Genetic Ethnic Summary. Below is the 2018 update and my new DNA summary shows a trace of African DNA which in 2012 was not identified.</span></span></span></div>
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<span _ngcontent-c34="" class="title bold ng-star-inserted" style="box-sizing: inherit; flex-grow: 1; font-size: 18px; font-weight: 600; line-height: 20.2px;">England, Wales & Northwestern Europe</span><span _ngcontent-c34="" class="percentage" style="box-sizing: inherit; font-size: 18px; font-weight: 600; line-height: 20px; margin-right: 10px; padding-left: 10px;">48%</span><span _ngcontent-c34="" class=" iconAfter iconArrowRightAfter" style="box-sizing: inherit; color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.498039); font-size: 20px; line-height: 20px;"></span></div>
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<span _ngcontent-c34="" class="title bold ng-star-inserted" style="box-sizing: inherit; flex-grow: 1; font-size: 18px; font-weight: 600; line-height: 20.2px;">Ireland & Scotland</span><span _ngcontent-c34="" class="percentage" style="box-sizing: inherit; font-size: 18px; font-weight: 600; line-height: 20px; margin-right: 10px; padding-left: 10px;">47%</span><span _ngcontent-c34="" class=" iconAfter iconArrowRightAfter" style="box-sizing: inherit; color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.498039); font-size: 20px; line-height: 20px;"></span></div>
</dna-ethnicity-list-item><dna-ethnicity-list-item _ngcontent-c30="" _nghost-c34="" class="ng-tns-c30-11 ng-star-inserted" style="box-sizing: inherit;"><div _ngcontent-c34="" class="listItem" data-branch="Norway" queryparamshandling="merge" role="button" style="align-content: center; align-items: baseline; box-sizing: inherit; display: flex; flex-direction: row; margin: 0px; opacity: inherit; padding: 10px 20px; position: relative; transition: background-color 150ms ease-in-out;" tabindex="0" title="Norway">
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<span _ngcontent-c34="" class="title bold ng-star-inserted" style="box-sizing: inherit; flex-grow: 1; font-size: 18px; font-weight: 600; line-height: 20.2px;">Norway</span><span _ngcontent-c34="" class="percentage" style="box-sizing: inherit; font-size: 18px; font-weight: 600; line-height: 20px; margin-right: 10px; padding-left: 10px;">4%</span><span _ngcontent-c34="" class=" iconAfter iconArrowRightAfter" style="box-sizing: inherit; color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.498039); font-size: 20px; line-height: 20px;"></span></div>
</dna-ethnicity-list-item><dna-ethnicity-list-item _ngcontent-c30="" _nghost-c34="" class="ng-tns-c30-11 ng-star-inserted" style="box-sizing: inherit;"><div _ngcontent-c34="" class="listItem" data-branch="CameroonCongo" queryparamshandling="merge" role="button" style="align-content: center; align-items: baseline; box-sizing: inherit; display: flex; flex-direction: row; margin: 0px; opacity: inherit; padding: 10px 20px; position: relative; transition: background-color 150ms ease-in-out;" tabindex="0" title="Cameroon, Congo, & Southern Bantu Peoples">
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<span _ngcontent-c34="" class="title bold ng-star-inserted" style="box-sizing: inherit; caret-color: rgb(24, 26, 28); color: #181a1c; flex-grow: 1; font-family: "Source Sans Pro", "Helvetica Neue", Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 18px; font-weight: 600; line-height: 20.2px;">Cameroon, Congo, & Southern Bantu Peoples</span><span _ngcontent-c34="" class="percentage" style="box-sizing: inherit; caret-color: rgb(24, 26, 28); color: #181a1c; font-family: "Source Sans Pro", "Helvetica Neue", Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 18px; font-weight: 600; line-height: 20px; margin-right: 10px; padding-left: 10px;">1%</span></div>
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Your genetic ethnicity reveals where your ancestors lived hundreds—perhaps even thousands—of years ago.</h6>
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Scandinavian</div>
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British Isles</div>
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5439304061102151583.post-69637545184898942042015-06-02T20:16:00.000-04:002020-02-17T11:07:43.805-05:00Margaret Cliff Grove 1905-1990My paternal grandmother, Margaret Cliff Grove, was born on April 29, 1905, in Durham, Ontario Canada. Her father, John Alfred Cliff, held management positions with the Portland Cement Company which for a time had her and her mother and two sisters accompanying him to Independence, KS from 1909-1914 for his job with the Portland Cement Company in Independence.<br />
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In April, 1924, Sarah Jane D'Arcy, Margaret's mother died. Five days after her death, Margaret turned 19. Her two older sisters Anna Theresa 24, and Mary Clarissa (May) 28 were both married and raising kids of their own under 3 years old.<br />
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Their father, John Alfred Cliff, a widower at 63 was grieving and incapable of dealing with his rebellious younger daughter Margaret. He was living with his middle daughter Anna and her husband Joe Bissonnette.<br />
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Oldest sister May who was living with her husband, Carl Smith and two children, Mary 3, and John Joseph under one year old were in Parker, KS. May and Carl offered to have Margaret come live with them. May probably felt her youngest sister would be a big help with her two kids and at the same time she and Carl could provide parenting that their father could not. They also must have felt since Anna and Joe were providing for their father, John, it was their obligation to care for Margaret.<br />
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On December 3, 1924 Margaret left Canada crossing into the USA at Port Huron, MI. She indicated in her documents she was bound for her sister's home in Parker, KS for an indefinite visit. Her father was her nearest living relative and he was living at Stanley House, Muskoka Ontario. She had $215 which would be equivalent to $2874 in 2012.<br />
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Margaret did not return to Canada for 23 years until 1947, for the funeral of her father. She was accompanied by her sister May. Her life had changed in those 23 years, She married, had 3 children, one died at age 5. Her son served in the US Merchant Marines during WWII. She had become a grandmother only a few months before her father's death and lost that three month old granddaughter just days before her father's death. Her daughter was engaged to be married within the next year. Margaret's children never met their maternal Canadian grandparents.<br />
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The following pictures were taken prior to1924 in Ontario and Independence KS. These images were in the collections of both Margaret Cliff Grove and May Cliff Smith.<br />
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Margaret seated left about 1908</td></tr>
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age 17</td></tr>
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From 1924, when she emigrated from Canada to the US, she lived in Kansas, beginning in Parker and on to Wichita, Peck, and in 1990 she died in Haysville.<br />
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She raised two children to adulthood, John Virgil Grove and Jeanette Estelle Grove. Her youngest son, Neil Cliff Grove died at age five to a sudden illness that was never really explained. The family story was he was healthy in the morning and by afternoon he was dead.<br />
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Margaret had a career most of her life in personnel management with Wichita department store Buck's and later as a Switchboard Operator for Sedgwick County Kansas Courthouse.<br />
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At the time of her death in 1990 she had four grandchildren and five great grandchildren.<br />
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She and her husband of 42 years, John Edwin Grove are together at Christian Hill Cemetery near Peck, Kansas.<br />
<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5439304061102151583.post-78376493377604712532013-06-02T08:16:00.000-04:002020-08-25T08:19:24.614-04:00Grumpy and the Pistol<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">
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Grumpy was 71 in the summer of 1959. Ed and I were his fourth and fifth grandchildren so he had plenty of grandfathering experience by that time and had probably configured several stories to be told to his grandkids. My memory of Grumpy is a man of few words who only spoke when he was spoken to. Ed and I began to ask about his childhood and the picture raised all sorts of questions. Where were you? Is that a real gun? Who are you pointing at? His response, Texas, yes and silence.</div>
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Our grandmother, Bomba (Ora Roddy Wilkins) died the summer of 1960. Grumpy lived another 11 years. Somehow the above picture came my way sometime after his death in 1971.</div>
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Since his death, as my interest in Wilkins genealogy grew, I have shared the picture with other family members asking those same questions Ed and I asked in 1959. No one had any more information about the image other than confirming that it was indeed Grumpy holding the gun. It remained a mystery why the original is torn, what is missing?</div>
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In 2011 after my genealogical research led me to distant cousin, Joe Wilkins the picture took on new meaning. Joe is the grandson of Ellis Wilkins, Grumpy's older brother. Joe is in possession of all of Aunt Addie Wilkins Schroeder's family photo collection which he shared with me. Addie was the younger sister to Ellis, Jim, and Granville (Grumpy). To my surprise her collection had an intact original of the pistol photo. Unfortunately, Joe had no more information about the image than I had. Joe Wilkins died in the fall of 2014.</div>
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So....the complete image shows a bit more detail. The photo was done in a studio. A backdrop and reflector can be seen. The mystery remains as to who the person on the right may be. Could it be his brother Jim? Jim's life is somewhat of a mystery which I will explore in a future post.</div>
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5439304061102151583.post-63023815570039865522013-05-26T09:57:00.000-04:002020-08-25T08:19:34.634-04:00In Memory of Silver Star WWII Hero Lucian France Wilkins 1917-1943<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<i><span style="font-size: 16.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">The following is a facsimile
of a letter from Lt. Ralph Berryhill to Lloyd Wilkins, Lucian's older brother. Lt. Berryhill was a close friend of
Lucian Wilkins, both from Hugo, OK serving in the 45<sup>th</sup> Infantry
Division in the invasion of Italy.
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Dear Lloyd,</div>
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I recived your letter yesterday; I will be more than glad to
answer your questions- In the first place I do know how you feal about
Luke-& it is perty hard to belive- But it all true.</div>
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Luke and I got Our bars at the same time & was
trainsferd to Co. “C” at the same time.
he had he 3 paltoon & I had the 2pl. we was together all the time
& was the only person I new in the Co. you might have read semptin in the
paper about mt. Molino or hill 960= there where he was killed. We was making a attack one mt Molino –
I was not with him at the time. He
was hit- He was leading the Co. with his platoon when we hit the Germans his
pl. was shot up perty bad & he was trying to keep them together & get
one top of the hill- he got on top and drove the Germans off, then he was coming
bak to the Co. C.P. to get some orders on what to do he got back to the C.P.
and was talking to Lt. Buckhner, ( who is wrighting you a letter to) when the
Germans started shelling the C.P.
he was hit in the side. &
was trying to get another boy under cover when a nother shell landed and
a pease hit him in the head & he was killed all at one. So he was hit twice – but the first one
would not have killed him if the second one had not have hit him.</div>
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No Lloyd he was not afraid to die if there was anyone who
was not afraid to go it was Luke he was not scared of anything- He had plenty
of guts- he told me several times if he had to get it that was the way he
wanted it . you ask me if he was a good soldier he was the best Lloyd.</div>
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He is sepose to get a sliver star for his work that he was
doing when he was hit- </div>
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He was buried in the Div. Graveyard- he was gotten out the
same day he was hit=</div>
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He figgered he would get back home. But the law of averge
will ketch up with you, we keep on going</div>
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We haven’t had any rest since we got here , there are 10 to
15 old men left in our Co.</div>
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His packet back and the rest of his stuff has been mailed
home.</div>
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Lloyd if there is anything else your would like to now. I
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You & your family has my sympathy, Let me hear from you
agin.</div>
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Love Ralph</div>
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The assault Companies were B and C of our First Battalion
and K and L of our third Battalion.
These four companies were on the line of departure prior to 6:30 A.M.
[30 Dec 1943]. At that time, six
battalions of our artillery opened up in the Volturno Valley far below, and for
fifteen minutes hurled shell after shell on Mount Molino, Hill 960, Mount
Rotando ajd Hill 1000. In the
meantime the companies moved forward towards their objectives. As the barrage lifted, the rapid fire
of the German machine guns and the cough of their mortars began. At 8:55 A.M. Company B, Commanded by
Captain Orrin O. McDaniels, Tulsa, Oklahoma, reached the first knoll of Mount
Molino and came under heavy fire from heavy mahine gun and mortar fire. Bulletts ricocheted and whined among
the rocks. mortar shells burst like bolts of lightening among the company. Many bullets and fragments struck after
objects than rocks. It was
estimated that two full companies of Germans held positions in the Mount
Molino-Hill 960 sector assigned to our First Battalion. These enemy were heavily
reinforced. Tanks of Company A,
751<sup>st </sup>Tank Battalion, which had the mission of firing on Mount
Molino from the road running west from Casale to Acquafondata, returned for
more ammunition. Then all
artillery was lifted from Mount Molino with the idea in mind that the situation
would be well in hand. Ther
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<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-family: "times" , "times new roman" , serif;">Company C battled its way over the rocks under heavy fire up Hill
960. The Germans had no less than
twenty machine guns well dug in on Mount Molino, and these together with others
in the vicinity, poured a never ending hail of fire upon the assault
companies. Out in front of the
advancing forces of Company C was Second Lieutenant Lucian F. Wilkins, a
platoon leader, Hugo, Oklahoma.
Wilkins was [illegible] many boys from Hugo, Oklahoma who had come over
seas as [illegible] that great soldier Lt. Colonel Howard [illegible] ?rys had
seen the makings of a splendid officer.
On up the slopes went Wilkins of this embattled morning with his platoon
following him. At the head of his
assault squad, Wilkins quickly destroyed two German machine gun nests. When Wilkins and his men had gained the
forward slope of the hill, they were pinned down heavy machine gun cross fire
coming from a peak south of Hill 960 and from Mount Molino. Wilkins’ platoon sergeant and runner
were seriously wounded as were many others of the intrepid attackers,
altogether twelve men were down.
To add to the misery, a raging blizzard swirled down through the
mountains. Wilkins ordered what
was left of his platoon to return the German fire, and , with his
communications line out, started crawling toward the Company command post to
report the situation to 1<sup>st</sup> Lieutenant Richard P. Blanks, Company
Commander, Henderson, North Carolina, and to request supporting artillery and
mortar fire on the machine guns which were pouring murderous fire on his
platoon. With bullets splattering
and whining around his body, he made it to the command post. For a moment it looked like a helpless
situation there at the command post, since communications personnel were having
great difficulty in getting wire lines through from Battalion headquarters and
the area between the Company and Battalion Headquarters was practically all
fire swept. From his position on
Hill 960, Staff Sergeant Robert Bruce Paris, Park Hill Oklahoma, one of the
Chilocco Indian boys, seeing the havoc that was being wrought with
communications by German fire, voluntarily worked his way down the hill and,
under heavy mortar fire, went to meet a one wireman who was trying to lay the
line and who had been pinned down.
Parris took the wire, worked his way to the company command post and the
communications were in. Throughout
the day the brave Indian lad worked restoring communications as they would be
disrupted by German fire.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: TimesNewRomanPSMT; font-size: 12pt;">Frogville, Oklahoma, </span><span style="font-family: TimesNewRomanPSMT; font-size: 12pt;">a town named after the alleged "giant duck-eating frogs" that make their
home in the surrounding lakes and creeks, </span><span style="font-family: TimesNewRomanPSMT; font-size: 12pt;">is a little speck of a town, barely visible even on a map, near
the Oklahoma-Texas border. Chances are—if you could even find it— it would look much as it had
nearly 100 years ago, when my distant cousin Lucian France Wilkins was born there, on November 29th,
1917.</span></div>
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQ7GQ5klKTc36o12StBSuQwB3q4Wt2WqcWt67aLId02rre80TNu9gpizz70A5BxOJZb_bF5Fy3xh05pByiLZe3QQzcIiWlx07_ZJAxi6Q2692P_VJlmv0zwAwb1EdpfEJByUMvQ0KkBt8/s1600/LFW+5005.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQ7GQ5klKTc36o12StBSuQwB3q4Wt2WqcWt67aLId02rre80TNu9gpizz70A5BxOJZb_bF5Fy3xh05pByiLZe3QQzcIiWlx07_ZJAxi6Q2692P_VJlmv0zwAwb1EdpfEJByUMvQ0KkBt8/s320/LFW+5005.jpg" width="224" /></a><span style="font-family: 'TimesNewRomanPSMT'; font-size: 12.000000pt;">Lucian was born at the tail end of what would later be known as the Green Corn Rebellion— a
socialist-backed uprising of southeastern Oklahoman tenant farmers and sharecroppers in protest of
military conscription and entry into the war in Europe. The rebellion itself lasted less than three days, but
involved close to three hundred poorly-armed farmers and their planned march on Washington, D.C.
According to the </span><span style="font-family: 'TimesNewRomanPS'; font-size: 12.000000pt; font-style: italic;">The New Day </span><span style="font-family: 'TimesNewRomanPSMT'; font-size: 12.000000pt;">(1922) by Bertha Hale White:
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<span style="font-family: 'TimesNewRomanPS'; font-size: 12.000000pt; font-style: italic;">"All of those who had participated in the uprising were soon under arrest,<br />
and the net swept in others who had belonged to the organization, but had had no part in the rebellion. In
all, nearly 300 men were involved, and when the case came to trial at Ardmore the following October 175
men received sentences ranging from 30 days in jail to 10 years at Leavenworth prison."
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<span style="font-family: 'TimesNewRomanPSMT'; font-size: 12.000000pt;">Perhaps it was the rebellious nature of southeastern Oklahoma at the time, or maybe just plain
boredom due to life in a small town, but my grandmother June (Lucian's cousin) would likely say it was
his being born with Wilkins blood that made Lucian and his older brother Lloyd into the town Hell-
raisers that they were.
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<span style="font-family: 'TimesNewRomanPSMT'; font-size: 12.000000pt;">Lucian's mother, Minnie Wood, was half Choctaw and died when Lucian was only six years old.
Her death had a devastating effect on Lucian's father, George "Ellis" Wilkins. </span><span style="font-family: 'TimesNewRomanPSMT'; font-size: 12.000000pt;">The boys' aunt and uncle,
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<span style="font-family: 'TimesNewRomanPSMT'; font-size: 12.000000pt;">Ellis had reportedly become too distraught and turned to alcohol to help ease the pain of her passing.
This was, Addie thought, not the right environment in which to raise two young children, and
</span><br />
<span style="font-family: 'TimesNewRomanPSMT'; font-size: 12.000000pt;">though Ellis provided for the boys financially and wasn't technically "estranged," the boys, particularly
Lucian, came to think of her as their mother. So much so that Lucian would later name her the beneficiary
of his U.S. Army life insurance policy in the event of his death.
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<span style="font-family: 'TimesNewRomanPSMT'; font-size: 12.000000pt;">Lucian was the picture of the All-American youth in the 1930s. He attended high school in the
neighboring town of Hugo, Oklahoma where he was by all accounts, one of the popular crowd
(something quite rare in my family). Also a star athlete, he lettered in both track and field and football.
Also during high school, Lucian joined the Oklahoma National Guard.
</span><br />
<span style="font-family: 'TimesNewRomanPSMT'; font-size: 12.000000pt;">The Depression didn't ignore Oklahoma. </span><span style="font-family: 'TimesNewRomanPSMT'; font-size: 12.000000pt;">In 1933, an out-of-work Ellis Wilkins moved with
Lucian three hundred miles to Clinton, Oklahoma where Ellis' brother (my great grandfather Granville
"Grumpy" Wilkins) lived. </span><span style="font-family: 'TimesNewRomanPSMT'; font-size: 12.000000pt;">Lucian enrolled in Clinton High, where my great aunt Jo remembers how
popular she became with the girls at school because her cousin was the handsome new boy in school.
</span><br />
<span style="font-family: 'TimesNewRomanPSMT'; font-size: 12.000000pt;">It was also in Clinton that 16-year-old Lucian set in motion a family legend and town secret that
still hasn't been brought to the surface.
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<span style="font-family: 'TimesNewRomanPSMT'; font-size: 12.000000pt;">The yearly football game between Clinton High and it's nearby rival, Elk City High School was
coming up and Lucian was on the team. One day, he casually mentioned to his coach how his big brother
Lloyd was the star running back of the far-away Hugo team. Clinton's coach evidently </span><span style="font-family: 'TimesNewRomanPS'; font-size: 12.000000pt; font-style: italic;">really </span><span style="font-family: 'TimesNewRomanPSMT'; font-size: 12.000000pt;">wanted to win
the Elk City game, so he conspired with Lucian to get Lloyd on to the Clinton team for the game, since
no one in the Clinton/Elk City area would know who he was. According to most accounts, Lloyd never
set foot in a Clinton High class room, but instead just showed up the day of the game, enrolled, and took
the field that night.
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<span style="font-family: 'TimesNewRomanPSMT'; font-size: 12.000000pt;">Lloyd ended up only playing the second half, and only after Clinton was down. He promptly
scored two touchdowns, won the game for Clinton, and was back in Hugo for school on Monday.
</span><br />
<span style="font-family: 'TimesNewRomanPSMT'; font-size: 12.000000pt;">After graduating high school in 1938, Lucian was honorably discharged from the national guard
in September of 1939. Less than a month later he enlisted in the U.S. Army and was shipped off to Fort
Deven, Massachusetts, where in April of 1942 he was appointed temporary Staff Sergeant.
</span><br />
<span style="font-family: 'TimesNewRomanPSMT'; font-size: 12.000000pt;">Almost a year later, as platoon leader of "C" company of the 45th Infantry Division
"Thunderbirds", (whose insignia before the 1930s was a yellow swastika) Lucian took part in the Allied
invasion on Sicily on June 10, 1943. He fought and survived the Battle of Biscari, where he received a
battlefield promotion to Second Lieutenant— presumably due to the dead of his commanding officer.
</span><br />
<span style="font-family: 'TimesNewRomanPSMT'; font-size: 12.000000pt;">For actions of bravery in this battle, he would be awarded the Silver Star, though he'd only receive
it after his death. After Biscari, Lucian and the rest of the Thunderbirds of the 45th clawed their way
north toward Rome.
</span><br />
<span style="font-family: 'TimesNewRomanPSMT'; font-size: 12.000000pt;">On September 9, the 45th took part in the Allied amphibious invasion of Salerno, known as
Operation Avalanche. Three months later, on December 30th, after taking several more towns, inching up
toward Cassino, Lucian was reported as missing in action. Details aren't exactly clear on how this
happened, but it wasn't until a friend of Lucian's, Lieutenant Ralph Berryhill, wrote his parents telling of
his friend Lucian's death, that anyone in Hugo knew. </span><span style="font-family: 'TimesNewRomanPSMT'; font-size: 12.000000pt;">Aunt Addie didn't even receive a notice of death,
just a note from the War Department a few weeks after reading the letter from Lt. Berryhill, telling her he
was missing in action. </span><span style="font-family: 'TimesNewRomanPSMT'; font-size: 12.000000pt;">"I have nothing to write you—" the letter read, "Lucian is dead."
</span><br />
<span style="font-family: 'TimesNewRomanPSMT'; font-size: 12.000000pt;">I have no doubt that similar stories of young American heroes could have been told in small (and
large) towns all over the country just by changing the names of people and towns, but what's important is
that this is Lucian's story, and a story of </span><span style="font-family: 'TimesNewRomanPS'; font-size: 12.000000pt; font-style: italic;">my </span><span style="font-family: 'TimesNewRomanPSMT'; font-size: 12.000000pt;">family, and it helped me to learn a little more about who I am
and where I come from.
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<span style="font-family: 'TimesNewRomanPSMT'; font-size: 12.000000pt;">Sources
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<span style="font-family: 'TimesNewRomanPSMT'; font-size: 12.000000pt;">Grove, John. Correspondences with historian, April 10th - 25th, 2012
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<span style="font-family: 'TimesNewRomanPSMT'; font-size: 12.000000pt;">Bibliography White, Bertha Hale. </span><span style="font-family: 'TimesNewRomanPS'; font-size: 12.000000pt; font-style: italic;">The Green Corn Rebellion in Oklahoma. </span><span style="font-family: 'TimesNewRomanPSMT'; font-size: 12.000000pt;">Corvallis, Oregon:
1000 Flowers Publishing 2006
</span><br />
<span style="font-family: 'TimesNewRomanPSMT'; font-size: 12.000000pt;">Telegram: U.S. Secretary of War to Addie Schroeder, February 1, 1944, Grove Family Collection
</span><br />
<span style="font-family: 'TimesNewRomanPSMT'; font-size: 12.000000pt;">Lucian F. Wilkins Obituary. </span><span style="font-family: 'TimesNewRomanPS'; font-size: 12.000000pt; font-style: italic;">Hugo Daily News. </span><span style="font-family: 'TimesNewRomanPSMT'; font-size: 12.000000pt;">Year Unknown </span><span style="font-family: 'TimesNewRomanPS'; font-size: 12.000000pt; font-style: italic;">(likely 1944)
</span><br />
<span style="font-family: 'TimesNewRomanPSMT'; font-size: 12.000000pt;">Letterman's Award Certificates: Football and Track and Field:, Hugo High School, Hugo
Oklahoma </span><span style="font-family: 'TimesNewRomanPS'; font-size: 12.000000pt; font-style: italic;">1938. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: 'TimesNewRomanPS'; font-size: 12.000000pt; font-style: italic;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-family: 'TimesNewRomanPS'; font-size: 12.000000pt; font-style: italic;">[Alex Poston's grandmother and Lucian and Lloyd Wilkins were first cousins)</span></div>
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<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5439304061102151583.post-2791599343038865002013-02-09T09:16:00.003-05:002013-02-09T09:26:42.599-05:00<br />
About Scandinavian Ethnicity<br />
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Modern Day Location<br />
Norway, Sweden, Denmark<br />
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Looks like you may have some Viking blood in you. Your genetic ethnicity ties you to Scandinavia, which includes the modern-day nations of Norway, Sweden, and Denmark. While the Vikings were feared by the coastal towns of medieval Europe as seaborne raiders and violent pillagers, they were also well-travelled merchants and ambitious explorers. They raided the Mediterranean coast of Africa, settled areas as far south as the Black Sea, and traded with the Byzantine Empire. And it was a Norse sailor, Leif Ericson, who is credited with being the first European to travel to North America—500 years before Columbus.<br />
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And it wasn't just the Vikings who had an irrepressible urge for adventure. In the days of the mighty Roman Empire, the Goths, originally from Sweden, wandered south and settled in what is now eastern Germany. In the year 410, they invaded and sacked Rome, setting the stage for the decline and fall of the Western Roman Empire.<br />
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Migrations into this region<br />
As the glaciers retreated from Northern Europe, roaming groups of hunter-gatherers from Southern Europe followed reindeer herds inland and marine resources along the Scandinavian coast. Neolithic farmers eventually settled the region beginning about 6,000 years ago. However, the tradition of hunting and reindeer-herding remains among the Sami people of northern Scandinavia. The Sami formerly occupied much of northern Scandinavia and Russia, and likely had connections with the Volga-Ural region (where there are other languages similar to Finnish and Sami).<br />
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Migrations from this region<br />
The rise of the Viking culture spread Scandinavian ancestry far throughout Europe. <span style="background-color: lime;">Their earliest coastal voyages took them to Scotland, northeastern England and established the settlement of Dublin, Ireland. As their power continued to grow, the Vikings spread farther afield, down the Volga River in Russia, to the coast of France and Spain. But perhaps their most famous accomplishments were the oceanic voyages across the Atlantic, establishing villages in Iceland and Greenland and exploring the northern coast of Canada. Few, if any of the early Scandinavian settlers, are thought to have survived in the Americas. However, Iceland remains a flourishing post of Scandinavian language and culture.</span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5439304061102151583.post-91807373032222197402013-02-02T10:29:00.000-05:002020-08-25T08:19:47.957-04:00Albert Allen Wilkins & Mary Chase Wilkins<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Obediah and Celia's second son was my great grandfather, Albert Allen Andrew Jackson "Bud" Wilkins born in 1852 in Mississippi. In 1875 he married Mary Chase also born in Mississippi in 1852 the daughter of John Chase and Mary Trotter. Albert died in 1906 in Grant, OK. Mary died in 1928 in Hugo, OK where she had been living with her daughter Adeline Wilkins Schroeder. My aunts Mary Edd and Jo Ella had dim memories of their paternal grandmother, Mary Chase.<br />
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This image and many more I will soon post were in the collection of Addie Wilkins Schroeder. In late 2011 through Ancestry.com I was contacted by Kathleen Wilkins of Dallas TX. Kathleen is a family researcher who is married to a another descendant of Obediah and Celia. She provided me with the name and phone number of Joe Wilkins now living in New Orleans. After several phone calls and lengthy conversations with Joe we established our genealogical relationship.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Albert Allen "Bud" Wilkins</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Mary Chase Wilkins</td></tr>
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Since beginning this hobby I had been challenged with finding my Wilkins roots. My mother and her three sisters were able to give me names and locations from their memories and a few pictures mainly from their childhood but very little about their grandparents. <br />
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They knew their father, Granville Cylvesta Wilkins had two brothers (Ellis and Jim) and one sister Addie. They knew they lived in Hugo, OK in the 1940's. They also knew that Ellis married an "indian woman" and they had two sons, their only first cousins, Lloyd and Lucian. They knew that Lucian had been killed in World War II. My aunt Mary Ed Wilkins Ryan, before her death in 1975 had sent me all the family photos she had. I put my Wilkins research on the back burner and pursued the Grove line.<br />
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After speaking with Joe Wilkins we both realized that we had reconnected the descendants of Albert Allen and Mary Chase Wilkins. He immediately knew of my grandfather, Granville. <br />
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Joe grew up in Hugo, OK. His paternal grandmother, Minnie Wood (Ellis' wife) was indeed part Choctaw and she had died at the age of 25 leaving their two sons (Lloyd and Lucian) in the care of their aunt Addie and uncle Frank. Joe and his brother, Robert grew up viewing Addie and her husband Frank as "grandparents" since Addie and Frank were stand-in parents to their father Lloyd.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Lloyd Wilkins, Auntie Addie, Lucian Wilkins</td></tr>
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Joe was the "gold mine" of Wilkins family lore, pictures, and data about my missing Wilkins ancestors. He too had an interest in family history and had documented all the details immediately filling in my Wilkins research.<br />
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I will soon post pictures and stories that Joe has shared with me. Especially interesting are the story of Lucian Wilkins World War II bravery and the continuing mystery of Granville and Ellis' brother, Jim.<br />
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My great great grandparents on my mother's side were Obediah and Celia Strickland Wilkins. Obediah was born in Georgia in 1810. His wife Celia Strickland was also born in Georgia in 1823. My great grandfather, Albert Allen Wilkins was one of their eight children. Before their deaths in Honey Grove Texas in the early part of the 20th century they lived in Mississippi. There is some evidence that Obediah may have served in the Confederate Army. I am researching this further. This is the earliest Wilkins image I have found. It was in the Addie Schroeder Collection in possession of Addie's great nephew, Joe Wilkins.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5439304061102151583.post-88551149910506546572013-01-19T11:07:00.000-05:002020-08-25T08:20:03.656-04:00Wilkins Family ResearchThe video titled Wilkins Sisters Reunion was created in 2011 by Christopher Grove with images I had gathered from family members. The video was debuted at the Wilkins Sisters Reunion in July 2011 in Wichita, KS. Everyone in attendance got a DVD of this video but until now I had not posted it. So here it is.<br />
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In coming posts I will identify many of the Wilkins ancestors that are seen in this video and upload some of the breakthroughs I have made in our Wilkins family research. For many years I had thought my Wilkins family research was at a dead end. But thanks to Ancestry.com I made contact with another researcher in Texas, Kathleen Wilkins, whose husband David is a distant cousin. Kathleen connected me to Joe Wilkins in New Orleans who is in our line. Joe is the son of Lloyd Wilkins who is the son of Ellis Wilkins. My grandfather, Granville Wilkins and Ellis were brothers. Joe is the source of many of the photos I will be posting. He too is a genealogist and has kept all the Wilkins lore passed to him by his aunt Addie Wilkins Schroeder who was the sister of Ellis and Granville. Through Joe I have learned more about his uncle, Lucian Wilkins, a WWII hero who died in combat and yet another cousin Mattie Bell living in Hugo, OK. Future posts will elaborate on what I have learned and a mystery Wilkins ancestor that I am trying to find.<br />
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Amish Mennonite Museum and Library, Lancaster, Pennsylvania<br />
Martinsburg, West Virginia Convention & Visitors Bureau<br />
Berkeley County West Virginia Historical Society, Martinsburg, West Virginia<br />
Antietam National Battlefield, Sharpsburg, Maryland<br />
Falling Waters Battlefield, Falling Waters, West Virginia<br />
Chesapeake and Ohio Canal Williamsport, Maryland Visitors Center Cushwa Basin<br />
Fort Frederick, Maryland<br />
Fayette County Courthouse Uniontown, Pennsylvania<br />
Clark County Historical Museum, Springfield, Ohio<br />
Historic Centerville Inc., Centerville, Indiana<br />
Wayne County Historical Museum, Richmond, Indiana<br />
Old National Road Welcome Center, Richmond, Indiana<br />
President Harry S Presidential Home, Independance, Missouri<br />
Parker Community Historical Society, Parker, KansasUnknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5439304061102151583.post-26994963850239020432010-01-23T18:48:00.003-05:002010-09-15T12:12:53.565-04:00Cemeteries Visited<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiX2K09sVuWGU5sRmP4vUf34QP09i_5Q1N9VmuumtM7sU_kh3BJlo31OGPhAlsPAWRt-r58d6TbF8KVnG84TeHL8wBgY29DdVIFOaDIlMbyQPNrvd8VfDq9Jy7XHoCAVZebvut4jA0H68k/s1600-h/Battlefield+Cem+ANTIETAM.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiX2K09sVuWGU5sRmP4vUf34QP09i_5Q1N9VmuumtM7sU_kh3BJlo31OGPhAlsPAWRt-r58d6TbF8KVnG84TeHL8wBgY29DdVIFOaDIlMbyQPNrvd8VfDq9Jy7XHoCAVZebvut4jA0H68k/s200/Battlefield+Cem+ANTIETAM.JPG" width="150" /></a></div>Weaverland Mennonite Cemetery East Earl Twshp PA<br />
Ranck Family Cemetery East Earl Twshp PA<br />
Grove Family Cemetery Hagerstown MD<br />
State Line PA Cemetery State Line PA<br />
Reformed Cemetery Sharpsburg MD<br />
Antietam National Cemetery Sharpsburg MD<br />
Darkesville Cemetery Darkesville WV<br />
Jacobs Lutheran Church Cemetery Masontown PA<br />
Goodrich Cemetery Goodrich KS<br />
Osawatomie Cemetery Osawatomie KS<br />
Lakeview Cemetery Wichita KS<br />
Old Mission Cemetery Wichita KS<br />
Council Christian Church Peck KSUnknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5439304061102151583.post-34011916611032424142010-01-22T20:53:00.006-05:002010-09-15T12:14:40.337-04:00Eastbound Day 3 Carlisle PA to Norwood MA 399 miles<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjam0WpFc396CkxgvvuGg-B_hG4gNkWAgWI-eFZhV4Naqoh0Iucdl-IA1yZhXMDG06dMGqrh8YdWzNGsiPJsDvvUk-GoBbkPY2sWTGdO7-8NNdcoABtV8NCnxHwIJ-rDrMhJeN5-f-b2_0/s1600-h/norwood+seal.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjam0WpFc396CkxgvvuGg-B_hG4gNkWAgWI-eFZhV4Naqoh0Iucdl-IA1yZhXMDG06dMGqrh8YdWzNGsiPJsDvvUk-GoBbkPY2sWTGdO7-8NNdcoABtV8NCnxHwIJ-rDrMhJeN5-f-b2_0/s200/norwood+seal.JPG" width="176" /></a></div>I arrived in Norwood at 2:30 PM EST. My total mileage since leaving on this genealogical journey January 4, 2010 is 4,281.1 miles. I was in 12 states over the past 19 days. I crossed the following major rivers Connecticut, Hudson, Delaware, Susquehanna, Potomac, Mississippi, Missouri, Ohio, Arkansas and Ninescah (not major but family members will know why I crossed it).<br />
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I slept at Hampton Inns, Residence Inns, La Quinta, Comfort Suites and Drury Inn. I ate at Cracker Barrel, Steak & Shake, Ruby Tuesday, Starbucks, El Patio, Freddy's, Picadilly, Old Town Cabaret Theater, and One Stop. I visited 13 cemeteries, 2 county courthouses, 3 historical societies, 4 museums, 1 antique shop, 1 university, 1 sign company, 1 camera store, 3 health clubs. I bought 5 t-shirts, 5 post cards, 3 pencils, 1 camera battery, 1 antique apple crate label, 1 historical CD, 1 DVD, 1 genealogical pedigree chart, 1 gallon of windshield washer fluid, 2 toys for grandkids, and a lot of gasoline. I attended 1 wedding, and 1 college basketball game.<br />
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I visited or spoke with my mother, stepfather, 1 stepmother, 2 sisters, 3 aunts, 1 uncle, 3 first cousins, 2 second cousins, 2 third cousins. I visited all the places I called home in and around Wichita, KS plus the homes of both my paternal and maternal grandparents.<br />
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I have taken 466 digital pictures.<br />
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I will be posting a link to all the pictures and my Grove pedigree chart as soon as I can compile all my notes. For those without access to a computer I will try to get this blog in hard copy form at some point.<br />
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Thanks for following me.<br />
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JMGUnknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5439304061102151583.post-51220736437634903882010-01-21T22:22:00.004-05:002010-09-15T12:12:25.022-04:00Eastbound Day 2 Indianapolis IN to Carlisle PA 523 milesAfter a wet and, in some places, icy start from Indianapolis the drizzle stopped and for a few minutes in Ohio and Pennsylvania the sun was out. On Day 1 eastbound I filled up with the least expensive gas on the trip, $2.40 in Kingdom City MO. It has gradually crept up to $2.59 here in PA. I am averaging 24 miles per gallon since leaving Boston on January 4. My average speed has been 63 mph. I succumbed to the lure of Cracker Barrel for breakfast this morning since I was waiting for the temps to rise so the roads would dry. I think Cracker Barrel has replaced Stuckey's and Nickerson Farms as the most frequently seen eatery along the interstates. I will admit the food at Cracker Barrel surpasses Stuckey's and Nickerson Farms.<br />
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After crossing the Ohio River at Wheeling WV the route I am now taking is entirely different from the route I took westbound.<br />
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On the eastbound trip I have so far driven the width of Missouri, Illinois, Indiana, Ohio. Tomorrow I will finish crossing Pennsylvania and the width of New Jersey and Connecticut then the length of Rhode Island then home. My GPS says I have 399 miles to go. I should be home by late afternoon.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5439304061102151583.post-18426853988332202342010-01-20T22:09:00.006-05:002010-09-15T12:11:11.291-04:00Eastbound Day 1 Wichita KS to Indianapolis IN 665 miles<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOSoN0WeBtHbQp5V6SBYfCYADnU9PN9ySdJUEeJUYWs2Ge53Jfz9lrKEJrkNddZaraLhFOOhnrjnSDkT0BEjY00n_WbVrGmGYGPS59nXcCfS_qH8xGRvmEBbyJNk9qoWWI6ZBMr76GHA8/s1600-h/Parkerwindmill.jpg_edited.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOSoN0WeBtHbQp5V6SBYfCYADnU9PN9ySdJUEeJUYWs2Ge53Jfz9lrKEJrkNddZaraLhFOOhnrjnSDkT0BEjY00n_WbVrGmGYGPS59nXcCfS_qH8xGRvmEBbyJNk9qoWWI6ZBMr76GHA8/s200/Parkerwindmill.jpg_edited.JPG" /></a></div>The longest day of driving so far. At this rate I hope to be back in Norwood on Friday. Weather in the heartland has been mild for January. At a point today the temperature in Missouri was 55. Fog was heavy from west of St. Louis all through Illinois. By the time the sun went down I was in Indiana and it was clear but damp.<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwck4B2Ud-jJ0ehsye3aki5Lovs_WXZXCbFvlCSId-SnyjsRk9kWcT51VrVieiHziT1whb1EkIEFX6KtWKfr7QvJF5RQWU6H61z_7gzkRXiGn-94ucFBf9pxzXpv6LGZO0fH7bniBuED4/s1600-h/shocker+game+1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwck4B2Ud-jJ0ehsye3aki5Lovs_WXZXCbFvlCSId-SnyjsRk9kWcT51VrVieiHziT1whb1EkIEFX6KtWKfr7QvJF5RQWU6H61z_7gzkRXiGn-94ucFBf9pxzXpv6LGZO0fH7bniBuED4/s200/shocker+game+1.JPG" /></a></div>Last night I was lucky enough, thanks to cousins Joe & Sue Poston, to attend my first Wichita State Shockers basketball game in about 40 years. Last nights game was a pivotal one for my alma mater since they defeated the #1 team in the Missouri Valley Conference Northern Iowa University.<br />
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Thanks to cousin Jimmy Smith, Lori Baronian, Sheila Lockwood, Patti Fanning , for the emails and following the blog.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5439304061102151583.post-37300163466453773572010-01-15T10:58:00.001-05:002010-09-15T12:10:24.503-04:00Westbound Day 9 Parker KS to Wichita KS 174 milesThe migration to Kansas actually ends in Wichita since two of William and Sarah's grandchildren eventually migrated to Wichita. This leg of my trip is to see the Wichita cousins and educate them about how they came to live in Kansas today. It would be a big effort to document all the other places the descendants of William and Sarah live today. I have been able to find their descendants living in Kansas, Oklahoma, Florida, North Carolina, Massachusetts, Alabama, Illinois, Mississippi, Nebraska, Oregon, Iraq, Hong Kong, Tennessee, and New York. I am certain I have only accounted for a handful.<br />
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I intend to remain in Wichita for about a week then start the drive east. There will be fewer stops and diversions going eastbound since I fulfilled the goal of the trip going westbound. According to google maps I should be able to shorten the mileage to about 1400 miles versus the 2205 westbound.<br />
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I will be posting observations and impressions that have struck me as I make this trip that have nothing to do with genealogical research but more to do with what the county looks like from the road. Watch for these posts beginning January 19, 2010.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5439304061102151583.post-1718534042406943162010-01-15T10:41:00.005-05:002010-09-15T12:09:27.207-04:00Westbound Day 8 Overland Park KS to Parker KS 58 miles<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjNmGwfbbEX2znCLaWHLsDF8pGsaw2vQeGZd2Z4Bzq8D74Y8CGX_HNPdZjB64VOn54ifmSo7ljbt8CF_u2fv1Ub4DR7pMpB-TB6m_ElffQDcV5yKW8VtaCn5ufB9qqGSD8sa07XaZNw1k/s1600-h/KS+Flyer1878.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjNmGwfbbEX2znCLaWHLsDF8pGsaw2vQeGZd2Z4Bzq8D74Y8CGX_HNPdZjB64VOn54ifmSo7ljbt8CF_u2fv1Ub4DR7pMpB-TB6m_ElffQDcV5yKW8VtaCn5ufB9qqGSD8sa07XaZNw1k/s200/KS+Flyer1878.jpg" /></a></div><div style="text-align: left;">Back in the 1940's and 50's cities like Overland Park, Lenexa, and Olathe KS were small burgs southwest of Kansas City and destinations for farmers' weekly shopping and supply trips. They were self contained stand alone communities and considered to be quite a distance from Kansas City, the big city. Today they are suburbs of Kansas City along I-35 with the typical assortment of malls and eateries that make them look just like any other interstate corridor around a larger city.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">The improved four lane highways have shortened the commute to Kansas City which has further closed the distance to the even smaller communities down the highway from Olathe like Osawatomie and Garnett. Consequently what I remember as a long distance when I was a child are today less than an hour away from Kansas City when you can cruise at a legal speed limit of 70 mph. No one is going less than that speed on clear, straight-as-an-arrow roads. I tried to picture how William and Sarah viewed the approach to their Kansas homestead as they arrived in Parker Liberty Township in 1873. It must have been daunting to William who at that time was a war veteran, not in ideal health, and 51 years old. I presume 160 acres of farmland was too good to pass up, kind of a cash for clunkers government program to populate the west in the 19th century.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">I had been to Parker KS many times. The first trip I remember was probably in 1959. We visited Parker for Memorial Day (they called it Decoration Day). I remember the Grove obelisk monument at Goodrich Cemetery and I remember that the homes in Parker did not have indoor plumbing (that didn't come until 1962). That left an impression on an 11 year old. I thought I had gone back in time. After I became interested in genealogy in 1974 I was living in Warren, MI. At that time I visited Kansas again and forced my father and grandmother to accompany me to Parker and tell me about the place. It was in the fall and I remember my grandmother was worried that the roads would be impassable due to mud. This seemed peculiar to me. After we got closer to Parker she relaxed when she realized that all of the dirt roads she remembered when she left in 1939 had since been paved with asphalt and getting around was not hazardous. My father was mildly interested in the family research I was doing but he did enjoy pointing out places he remembered. We located the site of the apple orchards where they both remembered picking apples. He pointed out a creek where he recalled hunting squirrels. The house on Taft St. which they lived in and had moved from in 1939 was still standing in 1974 and there was a small cafe in town where we ate lunch and someone came in that my father had gone to school with in Parker in the 1930's.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiH-1My0e41AtjDhpUmBNpRjzyzYBMiNcuSq5QEPlPNz44f83FRXS3l4LHSb29O1LPAKxCQsgZoIeeyQiNZ7JdhmB9uNzSEbhFHTrsZ7WdgVaDiOfVdbTH0eUU3RoucvXn7_s-cm0GmPUk/s1600-h/Hist+Soc.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiH-1My0e41AtjDhpUmBNpRjzyzYBMiNcuSq5QEPlPNz44f83FRXS3l4LHSb29O1LPAKxCQsgZoIeeyQiNZ7JdhmB9uNzSEbhFHTrsZ7WdgVaDiOfVdbTH0eUU3RoucvXn7_s-cm0GmPUk/s200/Hist+Soc.JPG" /></a></div><div style="text-align: left;">Jump forward to 2010. I arrived on a 15 degree morning and was met at the Parker Community Historical Society building by Barbara Hines. I knew when I got into the building that I was about to find things no one in my family had ever seen. Barbara Hines and her husband were relative newcomers to Parker so she was as helpful as possible but really was learning Parker history along with me.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMyvj-XnUvjYDyDBJk0lhR73ESu7GpMeSEfSMnEL9A4srNbOzvtkQ1eg9LVmAkk5GWWv5MZHXiQYi7ktv1PeXThyphenhyphencYWM13HyYGM-3VCUujixF_h0ICgigYngX64MTV0191r5xY2m_2d40/s1600-h/post+card+iterm+class.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; text-align: left;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMyvj-XnUvjYDyDBJk0lhR73ESu7GpMeSEfSMnEL9A4srNbOzvtkQ1eg9LVmAkk5GWWv5MZHXiQYi7ktv1PeXThyphenhyphencYWM13HyYGM-3VCUujixF_h0ICgigYngX64MTV0191r5xY2m_2d40/s200/post+card+iterm+class.JPG" /></a></div><div style="text-align: left;">They have done a remarkable job of organizing and indexing the artifacts that have been donated by Parker families so it was surprisingly easy to immediately find Grove references. I casually spotted a post card on a counter that showed a school class posed for a picture outside of the school building. I looked at it carefully, flipped it over and there was listed all the student's names and John Grove and Cloyce Grove were in the picture.<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiskhDCHAy-Yg0nVy5ZaAWKmbhcyrGdkjqftrnRCksYpZuMOk4dpZgQEUMw4JkrafF1ffmVvLgdhklw1v08Q_roxE-4fejPx-OwkOEeq9RpTd62sCbXRn2rx7lxMmkGZVvz_SrslbdJjZ4/s1600-h/highscollconst.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiskhDCHAy-Yg0nVy5ZaAWKmbhcyrGdkjqftrnRCksYpZuMOk4dpZgQEUMw4JkrafF1ffmVvLgdhklw1v08Q_roxE-4fejPx-OwkOEeq9RpTd62sCbXRn2rx7lxMmkGZVvz_SrslbdJjZ4/s200/highscollconst.JPG" /></a></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Times;">The rest of the four hours I spent there were filled with other similar discoveries. I was able to verify the date of the legendary tornado that destroyed my great grandfathers home by finding a news paper article that mentioned the damage done to his home in the April 11, 1893 tornado. I found a framed picture showing my 14 year old grandfather behind a team of horses clearing the land for construction in 1920 of the "new" high school that he eventually graduated from in 1924. This photo had been donated to the museum by Louise Dysart Stites who transcribed the information her mother had written on the back indicating it was Johnnie Grove behind the team of horses and WH Little's team of horses. My host, Barbara Hines, offered to call Louise who had been the Parker postmaster for many years. Louise was available and immediately came to the museum and pointed out pictures, newspaper articles, artifacts and anecdotes she knew about Parker and its history. </span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
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</a></div><div class="MsoNormal">Louise and Barbara gave me directions to find the actual 160 acres of land that William and Sarah farmed west of Parker. Today it appears to be entirely farmland with no sign of residences or evidence of foundations or any remnant of houses or barns from the 19 century.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">When William and Sarah left for Kansas from Indiana in 1873 they were accompanied by their son John who was 24 years old and unmarried, their 20 year old daughter Cynthia Russell who was married in Indiana to Allen Russell in 1870, 16 year old son Franklin Shepherd, 13 year old son Edward and their 7 year old son Charles. Also accompanying them to Kansas was Sarah's unmarried older sister Ann Rebecca Miller.<br />
<div style="text-align: left;">I have always presumed that the lure of free land out west was what drew William and Sarah to Kansas. I need to do further research about the Homestead Act to try to discover why their land was in Linn County Kansas. Unlike other communities they resided in from West Virginia to Indiana during their 36 year marriage, I have found no evidence of Grove relatives preceding them to Linn County</div></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
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Charles and his wife Kate Short raised six children in Parker. Fern, Kenneth, Verle, Lotchen, John, and Cloyce. I will post a pedigree chart at some point for those family members interested in seeing their lineage.<br />
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