Wednesday, February 24, 2010

Phyllis Margheim: Gone 13 Years

Phyllis Jean Jones Margheim
March 16, 1924 - February 24, 1997
Your family loves you and misses you, Mom.

Thursday, February 18, 2010

Lottie Jamison Coffey

I've shared this picture in the past...of my husband's great-grandparents Robert A. and Clarrissa J. (Meals) Jamison, their children and grandchildren as of about 1917. My father-in-law Lafayette Richard Jamison is the baby in the second row at right, being held by his mother Rhea (Haught) Jamison.
As seen on the steps in the above photo, this is my husband's grand-aunt, Lottie Jamison (Mrs. William Augustus) Coffey with her two oldest daughters, Helen and Betty. I don't know where her son Bill Jr. was when this picture was taken. Lottie was born in 1888 so was about 29 years old in this picture. She gave birth to another daughter Kathryn the following year, in 1918 and on October 26, 1923 Lottie gave birth to son Bruce Jamison Coffey. She suffered "Surgical Shock" following a surgical procedure and passed away in January, 1924. Her infant son Bruce passed away two months later, on March 19, 1924, after suffering from bronchial pneumonia.

I've thought so often about the tragedies this family endured and how that must have affected them in their young lives.

I recently 'found' the daughter of Lottie's son Bill Jr. and I wrote to her, asking if she had any family photos to share. TODAY I got these two beautiful photos by email.

This is Lottie with her husband William "Will" Augustus Coffey in 1908, shortly after their 1907 marriage in West Virginia.
Pictured in this beautiful 1911 photo are Lottie, her son Bill Jr., age 2 and her daughter Helen, born March 1911.

Thank you, Nancy, for sharing these treasured family photos with us today. They are Priceless.

Sunday, February 14, 2010

A Mailbox FULL of Family Photos

This was my mailbox yesterday, Feb. 13. When I saw the package it held, I had to grab my camera and take a picture. A scene like this is every genealogist's dream--to walk to the mailbox and open it to find a bulging, heavy, large package that contained a much-awaited collection of family photos, documents, records, and news clippings.

Let me set the stage for this delivery. In 2005 my friend Shelly enlisted my help in researching some of her family as she had hit a "brick wall". I devoted 5 weeks to intense study, research and analysis and was able to identify many of her ancestors, after which I printed a large Family History Book for her. After I posted my findings online, I was contacted by one of Shelly's cousins, Debbi. We established a friendship over the months that followed, each sharing stories, names, dates, and photographs to the other's collections. Our communications with each other have become less frequent in the last few years as we've each been consumed with other family activities and responsibilities.

I happily discovered a letter from Debbi last week in my inbox, explaining that, while her grandmother (and Shelly's aunt) had passed away 10 years ago, her grandmother's second husband passed away just recently. Debbi and her sisters were engaged to go through his possessions. Debbi was granted permission to keep all family heirlooms related to the family's history. And through what I call a blessing from God, Debbi recalled that I'd assembled quite a family history on her family for her cousin Shelly (with whom she had not been acquainted) and she thought I might be interested in receiving the photos and other paperwork that she now possessed that related to Shelly's family.   

I could scarcely write back quickly enough with my reply "YES!". Upon assuring her that I'd love to have the photos and documents, I promised to also deliver them into Shelly's hands, their rightful owner. I'm the friend and researcher, but the photos are of Shelly's immediate family and they belong to her. I cried with happiness and true joy as I delivered this wonderful and surprising news to Shelly. She cried as she responded to me with initial disbelief and gradual astonishment at her good "fortune". We waited so very impatiently for Debbi to send the promised treasure to us.  

After I brought this package in from my mailbox, I excitedly called Shelly and told her to come over. I got everything ready. Soft drinks: check; scissors: check; camera: check; and a box of Kleenex for us crybabies: check!
Shelly carefully opened the large envelope, being sure not to cut any of its contents. Would you believe me if I told you we were both shaking with excitement and anticipation? Prior to this, Shelly owned NO family photos, was raised by a step-father and mother following the divorce of her parents when she was 7 years old. She'd never seen her parents' wedding pictures, she had NO pictures of herself as a small child, she had no pictures of her father in his younger life and she had no pictures of his parents or brothers. Maybe you can understand her excitement and near "disbelief" at receiving this package.

 This is the first picture Shelly examined, with tilted glasses for increased sharpness and clarity. And below you can see that the glasses finally came off as the dozens of pictures were exposed and viewed and cherished. You can see that the box of Kleenex has been moved closer and have been dabbing at tears of joy too!

One of the photos Shelly found was this one of her father receiving a Distinguished Service Medal during his Army Air Corps service in Africa in 1942.

To honor her personal privacy, I'm not posting any more photos here, but I just wanted to share her "blessing" and our excitement at being recipients of such prized possessions- treasured photos and documents of family members who are long-since deceased, but still very much loved and remembered. 

We especially thank cousin Debbi for her act of Genealogical Kindness in passing these cherished heirlooms  on to the rightful descendants and for bringing blessings into Shelly's life that were totally unexpected but gratefully accepted!  

Friday, February 12, 2010

Stumbling Upon Unseen Photos

Earlier this week my second cousin, Kate, lost her dear husband Jon to cancer. In tribute to Jon, Kate put a nice photo slideshow on her blog, Genealogy Bug. Tonight I was viewing those same photos in her Picasa Web Albums and noticed that she had an album labeled with the Becker name. Her grandmother Edna Becker Smith was a sister to my grandmother, Nannie Becker Flanders. As I explored her Becker album, I discovered these two photos of my grandmother that I've never seen before. In the photo above Grandma Flanders is in the front row at right.

In this photo, my grandmother is second from left. At left is her sister Esta Becker Batchman, second from right is her sister Mabel Becker Lillich and at right is her brother Bert Becker.

I've seen this photo that was also shared with me a few years ago by Kate. Left to right are Mabel Becker Lillich, Esta Becker Batchman, Lew L. Becker, Edna Becker Smith, Bert Becker and my grandmother Nannie Becker Flanders.

The Becker family was a close one. Not pictured here is another brother, and the oldest of the Becker siblings, Fred Becker. And each time I view and study the photographs of them, I come to feel closer to them too.

Friday, February 5, 2010

Rest in Peace, Cousin Clarence Margheim

My 5th cousin once removed was Clarence Jake Margheim, who prepared this wonderful comprehensive book on our Margheim Family History. Clarence was born 30 July, 1931 and passed away Wednesday, Feb. 3, 2010. I'm indebted to Clarence for his many years of research and for the preparation of this treasured book on my family's genealogy. My sympathies are extended to his widow Elaine and all his loving family.