Friday, March 9, 2018
My cousin Barbara Doying, from Clearfield, UT (pictured below) and her daughter-in-law Karen Doying from Darien, CT experienced RootsTech for the first time this year. I met them as they were standing in the 1-1/2 hour Registration line Tuesday afternoon and we caught up on all things genealogy! Barbara’s mother Esta Becker Batchman was a sister of my maternal grandmother Nannie Becker Flanders.
I’m pictured above with Barbara and Karen Doying (standing) and Sue Maxwell, seated. I’ve become friends with Sue over the years as she’s helped me so much with Consultant work and now The Family History Guide (http://thefhguide.com), of which she’s one of the original creators.
I was especially fortunate this year , actually very blessed, to be joined at each class and event by my niece Lisa Jamison. Lisa's mother-in-law Linda Jamison of West Jordan, UT is my sister-in-law. We planned our schedules so we could attend each class together so it was wonderful to have her constant companionship throughout the week.
In the above picture, I’m waiting for an event to start on the Main Stage, along with (l to r) Debbie Allen (AZ), Bobbie Rogers (AZ), Miles Meyer (Vero Beach, FL) and Lisa Jamison (River Heights, UT).
A very special moment for me arose as I was able to say hello and thank Ron Tanner for the exceptional work his teams perform on the Family Tree at FamilySearch. Ron is THE MAN in charge of the Family Tree.
Each year a group of bloggers who are associated with the GeneaBlogger group on Facebook assemble for a group photo. In past years I’ve chosen to attend classes at the time of the photo-op, but this year over a lunch hour I joined many in the group for the annual group photo. I’ve been a member of the GeneaBloggers for 10 years. You may notice we’re all wearing the GeneaBlogger beads that are gifted to us by DearMYRTLE.
I was delighted to “run into” my blogging friend Miss Peggy Lauritzen in the Expo Hall, as Lisa and I were perusing the displays.
Peggy reminded me that my blog was the first she’d ever read, back in 2008 and it stimulated her to start writing her own blog. Peggy is an Accredited Genealogist and authors “Anxiously Engaged”. http://misspeggy55.weebly.com/ It’s interesting to note, as I introduced Peggy to my niece Lisa (pictured below), that Peggy’s sister-in-law and Lisa’s sister-in-law had a history of working together in the film industry! We never know when or where we’re going to discover meaningful connections, which appropriately follows the theme of RootsTech this year: Connect. Belong.
No RootsTech visit would be complete without time to say HI to my genealogy mentor, friend and my Cousin, Russ Worthington. Russ was staffing the Family Tree Maker booth this year, as that is one of his fields of expertise. Just one of them!
I was thrilled beyond measure that my cousin Jacqui Maxfield was able to attend one day of the Conference this year. As a busy wife and mother of 8 children still in school, Jacqui is to be commended for being able to chisel a full day out of her busy schedule to assist with Registration and attend a few classes that Wednesday. We were delighted to meet up for a few minutes, as I was also able to introduce her to my niece Lisa. Jacqui’s great- grandfather Fred Michaelis was married to my great aunt Eva Margheim, sister of my paternal grandfather John Margheim. So Jacqui’s grandpa Reuben Michaelis and my Dad, Ernest Margheim were first cousins. I had never met Jacqui until each of us attended RootsTech about 5 years ago.
I wouldn’t complete a review of my fabulous week in the Salt Palace without honoring our friend Janet Weiss, who is a member of the Custodial staff at the Salt Palace. It was during the 2nd RootsTech back in 2009 or so that we met Janet as she was cleaning up after diners in the Cyber Cafe. We thanked her for her faithful service and acknowledged that we were aware of and appreciative of her hard work. Each year we’ve found Janet and renewed our friendship and thanked her again for her hard work and faithful service. We’ve become friends and next year plan to join Janet and her husband for lunch or dinner!
I’m sharing a few more photos to give you an idea of the activities, fellowship, friendships and energy of the Conference.
Me and my friend Miles Meyer of Vero Beach, FL. Miles advised me and directed me on many genealogy topics in my "Early” days, since about the year 2000.
It was an honor to meet and be interviewed by Scot and Maureen Proctor as one of the Humans of RootsTech article he was preparing.
It was fun to see my cousin Crista Cowan, the Barefoot Genealogist, who was indeed barefoot as she represented Ancestry.com in many presentations and one-on-one help.
My friend Renee Zamora, of RootsMagic, joins me each morning for breakfast at 6:15 am at the Radisson Hotel. One morning we were blessed to be joined by Jason Hewlett (http://jasonhewlett.com/) who served as the excellent and very entertaining MC of the Conference .
The best talk I’ve ever witnessed at RootsTech was delivered this year by Scott Hamilton, Olympic GOLD ice skating champion, author and inspiring Speaker. I bought two of his books and hoped to get them autographed. However, I got in line at 12:15 for the 1-2pm signing and was told the line had been closed. Just too many people were wanting his autograph during the time allotted. Scott is being interviewed in the Media hub at the Conference in the photo below.
I couldn’t begin to relay the extent of the excitement, instruction, and energy offered this year at RootsTech. I invite you to go to http://rootstech.org and watch many of the classes and special talks that were delivered. They’re available for us to watch at our leisure. I’m so grateful that my husband and I are still able to travel. We did experience a few “hitches” along the way, like a Scooter that wouldn’t start in the airport, a temporarily lost iphone, long and trying exams getting through Security in the airports, and weather delays due to a snowstorm in Salt Lake City on the day of our departure, but each time the good Lord provided us with assistance and we had a successful trip. While I haven’t fully recovered from the fatigue I brought home, I’m certainly looking forward to RootsTech 2019!
Saturday, February 10, 2018
As I’m reviewing old newspapers in search of details about my Flanders ancestors, I came upon an interesting article about a distant cousin, Francis Flanders. Here’s the article I discovered:
This chart shows that he’s my sixth cousin three times removed.
We never realize how much we can learn about a cousin or an ancestor until we read the little details about their lives. I certainly appreciate the fact that the newspapers in the last century reported the nitty-gritty about the lives of the local residents!
This chart above shows how I’m related to Elizabeth Ann Phelps , wife of Jesse Gordon Flanders. I was fortunate to find Elizabeth’s obituary in the McHenry (Illinois) Plaindealer from April 10, 1913. I’ve published it here:
“Mrs. E. A. Flanders
Passed Away at Her Home in Nunda Township
Elizabeth Phelps was born at Solon, Ohio, June 15, 1828, and died at her home in Nunda township March 27, 1913.
On the 22nd of March she fell and broke her limb and owing to her advanced age and feeble condition the shock was more than she could bear and she failed gradually for five days and passed away as above stated.
At the age of ten years death deprived her of a mother’s care and at that young age she had to assume control of the household duties of her father’s home, a position which she continued to hold until Nov. 4, 1845, when she left the paternal roof to become the wife of Jesse Flanders and go with him to form a new home at Cleveland, Ohio.
To this union were born ten children, two of whom died in infancy, the remaining ones being Mrs. Frances E. Doran of St. Paul, Minn, Lewis of Great Bend, Kansas, Mary J. Mason of Richmond, Ill, Elvin P. of West McHenry, Carrie Whiston of Nunda township, Ella Bay and Lizzie Shenick of Marshalltown, Ia, and Truman L. who has always resided on the old homestead.
After a residence of a short time in Cleveland they journeyed westward, making the trip by the way of the great lakes and stage route to Janesville, Wis, where they remained until the summer of 1848, when they moved to McHenry county and purchased a small farm in Nunda township, which has been her permanent home for sixty-five years.
At the death of her husband, which occurred May 20, 1871, she found herself in meager circumstances, with a large family of children, the youngest a mere babe, to battle unaided with the stern realities of life, but she toiled on, as only a mother can toil, her only thought and ambition being to retain the little home and to keep her children together, and how well did she succeed. She lived to know that the children appreciated the sacrifices she made for them and that in her declining years they were ever ready to add to her comfort and to brighten the closing pages of life’s volume and to keep them free from the trials and hardships that had been so prominent at the noon time of life, and in the home she had cherished so long, surrounded by the loved ones she had worked so hard to rear, her gentle spirit left its worn out abode of mortal clay and passed to the unknown regions of immortality to join those who had gone before, there to reunite the loving ties that were so rudely broken here. Such was the closing scene of her long and useful life. This has death claimed another of the fast disappearing pioneer settlers of this land.
The funeral services were held at the home on the afternoon of Saturday, March 29, and were conducted by Rev. M. L. Aldridge, pastor of the McHenry Universalist church, with sweet music by Mr. and Mrs. T. J. Walsh, and the remains were tenderly paced beside kindred dust in Holcombville cemetery.
Adieu, thou toil worn mother, adieu.
Sweet be thy rest and abundant be thy reward.”
It’s so touching to read the kind words written about my great, great grandmother. There’s such value in learning more about her personal life, the tragedies she endured and the success she made of her life in light of those tragedies.
I’m so proud to your great, great granddaughter, Elizabeth Flanders! I wish I’d known you and I really wish I had a photograph of you. I join with the publishers of your Obituary in wishing you sweet rest.
Sunday, January 21, 2018
Fred Margheim was the older brother of my grandfather John Ludwig Margheim. Fred was born 22 April 1886 and was married to Pauline Becker. It wasn’t until I thoroughly researched my mother’s family too, that I discovered this Pauline Becker was a first cousin of my maternal grandmother! This chart shows that my mother Ruby Flanders was the first cousin once removed of Pauline Becker Margheim.
Fred’s death is listed as 15 Sep 1934. The article above says he’d been missing for 10 days when his body was found on September 25, 1934. It’s tragic that he might have committed suicide. I say “might have” because even though the news article says suicide was the official ruling of the County Coroner, the family did not believe that was his cause of death.
Just last week I received an email from a woman whom I had never met. She was asking for my help with her “Margheim family”. She told me her father died when she was young and she knew next to nothing about his family or ancestry. Through further email exchanges, I discovered that her father was the son of the Fred Margheim above. I was happy to hear from her since our family’s never had any contact with any descendants of Fred and Pauline. I inquired more about her father’s death. She told me he had died in a river, just as his father had done.
It just happens that during the same week that I heard from this woman, I had subscribed to newspapers.com. So I took a chance and entered her father’s name into a search on newspapers.com. I was saddened by what I read in a news article that appeared through the search.
My new Margheim contact lost her father when she was only 3 months old. She had 6 older brothers and sisters. Imagine how that tragedy and loss impacted that precious family.
I was struck by the similarities in the deaths of Fred and his son Arthur. I enter here a side-by-side comparison of those tragedies for your review.
Almost exactly 25 years to the day that Fred Margheim’s life ended, his son Arthur’s life ended apparently in much the same way. Fred died at age 47, while Arthur died at age 48. I’m saddened by these losses in the family and amazed at the similarities that are evident. It gives me much food for thought.
I don’t have a picture of Arthur Margheim, but I have this wedding picture of Fred and Pauline from 1910.
Monday, January 1, 2018
As I’ve had vacation days through these 2017 end-of-year holidays, I’ve completed a scanning project of our family photos, to the tune of 2550 pictures. When I found this one of my son in the pits in front of a stock car, it brought back memories of the days when my son was small and our family attended Stock Car Races at 81 Speedway in Wichita, Kansas throughout the summers.
In this picture, my son Matt Klein is standing on the trailer that bears the stock car #7 driven by Clarence “Clay” Bontrager. His dad, Bill Klein, is behind the car in the cowboy hat.
Clarence was one of our favorite drivers on the stock car racing circuit. The picture below shows Clarence giving special attention to a blind man. allowing him to become acquainted with the car through touch.
At the time my family attended the races in the late 1970s and 1980s, the Bontrager name only referred, in my mind, to a favorite Stock Car driver in Kansas. But in the 1990s I learned of a new instance of the Bontrager name. I remarried in 1994 to Larry Jamison and learned that his former mother-in-law’s maiden name was Bontrager. In the following years, I became interested in family history and have been able to prepare this brief chart to show that there is a close connection between Clarence Bontrager and Anna Mae Bontrager, Larry’s former mother-in-law. They are second cousins.
Another fact that amazed me as I continued to research this connection is that Clarence “Clay” Bontrager just passed away December 16, 2017. Just barely over two weeks ago. I hadn’t thought about him or the stock car races for 30 years, and as I’m scanning pictures on Dec 30, I see my son standing by his car and then learn of his recent passing. I’m simply amazed. And easily so.
Sunday, December 3, 2017
It was exactly one month ago that I wrote a post on my blog about a presentation I gave to a group of women at the church when I’m employed. We talked about the importance of writing down the memories we have of our parents and grandparents so our descendants will know more about their lives after we’re gone. I gave each attendee a blank journal to use in writing their stories and memories. We’ll gather in October 2018 to share our stories with each other.
I’ve heard in recent weeks that many of the women are indeed writing their memories! And yesterday I received this email from one of those women.
“ You gave us "homework" in genealogy. Ok. I started a little. Today I got a phone call from a man doing research in genealogy. He would be my cousin J------'s son. Haven't heard from that side of the family in 35 or 40 years. We spent some time -- and will spend more -- comparing notes! His grandfather was step-brother to my mother; his great-grandfather was my grandfather. LOLOL! Yes, I'll include this in the book . . . .”
While this woman was certainly surprised to hear from a member of her family “out of the blue”, I wasn’t particularly surprised. I know this kind of thing happens frequently when we’re thinking and talking of our ancestors. It’s almost like they know that we have them on our minds and they want us to know we’re on their minds too. I’ve experienced times when I felt like my ancestors were right beside me after I’ve invested many hours studying their lives and their history. They’ve seemed to speak to me and observe my comings and goings at times.
I’m so happy for this woman that she’ll finally learn more of this side of her family and can share with her newfound cousin! And she’ll share this experience with us through the writings in her Journal!