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| Picard Coat of Arms as seen in "Star Trek: Generations". |
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| "It's been a long road...." |
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| Robert Picard |
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| Jack Crusher |
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| Played by the awesome Sir Patrick Stewart |
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| Picard Coat of Arms as seen in "Star Trek: Generations". |
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| "It's been a long road...." |
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| Jack Crusher |
From Amy Johnson Crow: Week 29:
The theme for Week 29 is “A Source I Want to Understand Better.” Some sources that we use are fairly straightforward. Others… not so much. This week, explore a source that you don’t quite understand and the ancestor that it pertains to.
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| Just some light reading. |
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| Hi, 12th, great-grandfather. What up? |
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| And there's my 5th great-grandmother, Sarah. |
Week 28:
The theme for Week 28 is “Leisure Time.” Sure, our ancestors were hardworking people, but they also would enjoy themselves from time to time. What is a leisure activity that an ancestor did? Have any of those been passed down to you?
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| Farming or fishing. Let's let fate decide. |
In all seriousness, there is one constant among everyone in my family tree who has lived in the Merrimack valley. You know it. I know it. I've written about it loads of times. Virtually everyone at one time or another has either gardened in their time off, went out on the ocean or hit the beach. What else can you do when the sun is blazing overhead? It does get warm here in the summer and the cool sea breeze does wonders to sooth the nerves. Aye, there's noting quite like the siren's call of the open ocean. Or is that just somebody telling someone else to turn down the music? It's honestly hard to say.
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From Amy Johnson Crow: Week 27:
The theme for Week 27 is “A Record I Read Differently Now.” Genealogy isn’t just reading a record once and being done with it. (At least, it shouldn’t be!) What is a record that you found some time ago that has a different meaning for you now? It could be because you understand that record better or maybe you’ve since learned something about your ancestor that makes that record appear in a new light.
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| Nothing like going back and saying "Huh. I didn't see that before." |
Believe it or not I've actually gone back to look at several documents I've collected over the years if I'm bored or there's not much going on. Call me crazy but I do like checking stuff out in case I missed a clue that's been tapdancing in front of my face the whole time. See Jeremiah Felker's death record for details. His grandfather was listed as his father instead of Elias, his actual father. I still don't know if that was a mistake on the part of the informant (His wife Elizabeth) or if there was some bad blood between father and son. To be honest, I kind of don't want to know. Clearly there was some drama and sometimes you don't want to pull the band-aid off. Check the profiles on WikiTree or read some of my blogs with him in it and you'll see what I mean.
Aside from the American records, sometimes I look back at Italian records and see if I missed anything there. For a long time I couldn't really read Italian and now that I can I can read them a lot differently. See what I did there? Huh? Huh? Yeah, I didn't think that joke was funny, either.
The marriage record for my great-grandparents Giuseppe Carrabs and Clementina Forgione is probably one of the first Italian records I ever found. Back in 2006, I decided to put a tree up on Ancestry for fun. I put a tree up and added what I knew about my grandparents, my great-grandparents and a few second great grandparents. It was not the best looking tree on the website and really needed polishing. I still don't understand how it automatically added a line that went to 1000 AD on me. When it was proven wrong, I had *SO* much fun deleting all those people. I was honestly happy to get rid of them. Someone was worried that I'd be mad. Why should I be? If it's erroneous, they need to go!
Anyway, the marriage record was one of the first Italian records I found. I didn't know about Antenati back then. All I got on my Italian side were records scanned by a lady named Gesualdogenie. Gesualdogenie aka Mary scanned the entire town of Gesualdo with some help and her tree is a big help for anyone who has roots in Gesualdo.
In 2006, I really couldn't read Italian at all. Back then my experience with the Italian language was basically just the words "ciao" and maybe a few curse words. I'm not going to repeat them here! This is quite literally a family blog! Naturally, I wanted to make sure that these records were accurate before attaching them to my tree. I sent a message to Gesualdogenie and she assured me it was one hundred percent accurate. She told me how she got the records and even translated a few for me. I didn't just get Giuseppe and Clementina's marriage record. I got their birth records and several generations of records in the span of one weekend. Like I said. Mary spent a lot of time working on Gesualdo and this was before Antenati was a thing! Her help was incredibly invaluable. At that time I wish I knew Italian.
As time went by I eventually learned some Italian thanks to a few friends and figuring stuff out on me own. I decided to go back and read the documents Mary sent me back in the day. It wasn't that I doubted her by any means. No, no. I knew she was correct. She's a pro genealogist and while sometimes even pros make mistakes I just knew Mary was right about the Gesualdo documents. I'm not sure why. Call it a gut feeling. Sometimes those work.
I looked at the records again and to the surprise of no one she was correct. The record clearly stated that they were married on March 11th, 1905. Both sets of parents were listed along with their jobs and living status at the time. What the record doesn't tell me is how the witnesses were connected to the happy couple.
I suppose I should pick my battles, right? Right. I'm likely not going to get information on every single person on one marriage record. It would be nice. But it's not necessary. If anything the people listed were probably cousins of the bride and groom. I just wanted to see the information for myself since I was starting to get better at reading Italian and of course that depended on how well the document was scanned and how legible the handwriting is. Let's face it. Some of the clerks out there had pretty bad handwriting. Not gonna lie.
After twenty years working on my family history, I guess I can say that I can read Italian records differently now. And by that I mean I can actually READ them. All it took was a little time, patience and some help from some very cool people. Does this mean I can carry on a conversation with someone in Italian? No. Of course not! Don't be silly. I can tell you what a record says as long as the scan is decent. I'm just glad that I can read the records better now than I did before. It was hard in the beginning asking people if they could translate something. I'm sure it was a little annoying. But I got through it and now I help people with their Italian records. The Circle of Life continues.
See ya next time!
From Amy Johnson Crow: Week 26:
The theme for Week 26 is “A Hard Choice.” We usually don’t know exactly what an ancestor thought about a choice they faced, but when you remember that they were human, it isn’t hard to imagine. For instance, imagine how it would feel to contemplate moving to the other side of the country – or the other side of the world.
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| Where do all these free sign post images come from?! |
Life is all about hard choices and our ancestors are no stranger to making difficult ones over the course of their lives. Earlier this year I wrote a blog about how hard it must have been for my great-grandmother Maria Tedesco to leave San Pietro a Maida for Haverhill knowing she might not ever see that Calabrian town ever again. Sadly, she never did. It's a risk you had to take when traveling across the ocean. However, immigrants didn't always travel by sea. They traveled by land as well. I know I don't talk about it a lot but can you imagine the hard choices a French-Canadian immigrant had to make when they went south to the United States? I'm not talking about just their toppings for French fries. Poutine does sound good, by the way.
Like the Italians, they had to contend with a language barrier because they spoke a different language than most of the people in America. French was not spoken in New England like it is in Canada. There's no doubt about it. French-Canadians had to make hard choices like the ones their Italian friends had to make.
Now picture another hard choice. Imagine being a French-Canadian woman living in Haverhill in 1901. Your husband unexpectedly passed away at the age of forty-nine leaving you with several small children including an infant. You two had been through a lot together. You and your husband lived with your parents in a very crowded house and moved out when it was financially possible. Do you attempt to raise the kids by yourself or do you try and find a husband who could help you raise your many children?
Enter my 2nd great-grandmother Lucie Cadran. She was just forty-six years old when her husband Antoine Legault fell ill and unexpectedly passed away. When he died their oldest child Lucy was in her mid twenties and their youngest Oliver was an infant. In between those two she had young adults, teens or young children to look after and keep in mind there were a lot of them! People say Italians have large families....
When he passed away, Lucie had to make some pretty hard choices and at the turn of the century there weren't a lot of options available for her.
The most logical choice we in the twenty-first century would say would be "Lucie should get a job!" Uhh...that would be pretty difficult. I would imagine it'd be pretty hard for her to find a job in 1901. Women like Lucie didn't even have the right to vote until the 1920s. The right to work was still in its infancy. She still needed someone to help with the children.
In the 1910 census in Haverhill, she was living with her children Blanche, my great-grandmother Henrietta, Clara and Oliver. This was the first census without Antoine being present and from the looks of things they were living a decent life. The children's' ages at that point ranged from eight to 17 and I'd like to think that seventeen year old Henrietta was helping her dear mother with the rest of the motley crew.
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| Austin Felker and Henrietta Legault |
After Henrietta and Austin got married, Lucie was still likely feeling pressure. She was raising quite a few children by herself and most of her children were married by the 1910s.They were living their lives and grandchildren were being born at the time so time with the family and with their mother became a bit of a balancing act. She still needed help with her children after spending more than a decade as a single mother.
In those days, being a single mother was a bit of a taboo topic. Though, I think a widowed mother might have been less of a hot topic. Regardless of age, single motherhood was probably looked upon with pity and maybe a little scorn. Once Henrietta was out of the house and living her own life, she had a choice to make. Should she stay a single/widowed mother and raise Blanche, Clara and Oliver by herself? Or should she find herself a husband.
From a 21st century perspective she seemed to be doing alright for herself. I didn't see a job listed but she did have plenty of help. Though, I understand the need to find someone. She might have been lonely and wanted someone to help with the children. And that's where Paul LaHaye came in. I don't really know how he met Lucie. Chances are they met in church or something. However, I do know that they were married in 1917. That was four years after Austin and Henrietta got married.
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| Blanche and family (Not her grandkids.) |
How the children reacted to the new man in their mother's life is anyone's guess. Was he a good stepfather? I honestly have no idea. I assume he was but then again it's hard to say. By the 1920 census, the only child living with them was Blanche and her first husband Frank Paradis.
Blanche had changed her last name to "Lahaye" and everyone else was scattered by that point. Some of the Legault siblings obviously still lived in Haverhill. Matilda was living in Connecticut and I'm not sure where Oliver was living. I suspect he was living in Falmouth, Mass. since he married a woman there. I'm not entirely sure about that.
From Amy Johnson Crow: Week 25:
The theme for Week 25 is “The Ancestor Who Stays With Me.” Sometimes you find something about an ancestor, and their story lingers with you. They end up in a special place in your heart, even if you never met them. This week, share that person and why you feel so connected to them. (You could also take this prompt more literally and write about an ancestor who has lived with you.) Remember, there’s no wrong way to interpret the prompts!
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Growing up it wasn't always just my parents, brother and I living under one roof. During the 1980s my aunt Linda and her dogs also lived in our house. If that sounds like the plot of a sitcom from that time period, I don't know what does. I know she wasn't an ancestor but a relative living with us is nothing new. However, one ancestor of mine did sort of live with us from time to time. She would stay with us over Christmas, Easter and basically any time. She was always welcome at our house any time of the year and though she lived in nearby Haverhill it definitely felt like she lived in our house. I am of course talking about my grandmother Olympia.
Grandma Ollie started staying with us over Christmas after grandpa Marco passed away in 1983. Before his death they would visit us and take part in the festivities. Once he passed away, my parents invited Ollie to stay for Christmas and she would leave a few days after New Years. This was great for me because my birthday was in between those two holidays! I never really saw my other grandparents during my birthday except on special occasions and so having Ollie around was very special to me. Don't get me wrong. They still showed up for a few Christmas Eve parties! They just weren't around for my birthday. I still got a card from them. And twenty bucks. We'd pick Ollie up a few days before Christmas and she would sleep in the den at the top of the stairs. Unfortunately, that den was designated the toy and video game area when my brother and I were growing up. Many of our toys were in that room and since grandma was the most relaxed lady ever she never really minded being in that room. Of course she wanted to know about the toys. That's where things got interesting.
During the 1980s, my brother and I played with a ton of the era's greatest toys. Almost every toyline was represented in the den. We had "Transformers", "Star Wars", "Go-Bots", "Thundercats", "Voltron", "Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles", some "G.I. Joe", "M.A.S.K.", "Centurions" and "Masters of the Universe" to name a few. I may have skipped a couple lines. Give me a break. I haven't had time to catalog every toy we've had. Needless to say we were no stranger to the toys of the '80s and '90s. Being a kid, I did my best to explain the toys to my grandmother. She just listened and smiled. I think she just liked the fact that my brother and I were so creative with the toys. Our parents liked giving us toys that had some creative aspect. Hence why most of that list involved sentient transforming robots and aliens from far, far away. Our parents didn't like toys that glorified war. They liked the fantasy elements more.
One Christmas morning she wanted me to play with a toy called "Snake Mountain". I had gone into her room just as she was waking up and we were talking about what I wanted for Christmas. I always wondered if she asked because she knew something my brother and I didn't know. She was also looking at the toys and was a little curious about this playset in the corner of the room. My brother was fast asleep in the room adjacent to the den and my parents were making breakfast downstairs. We had a rule. Breakfast first and then presents. Believe me the urge to just dive into the presents was great many Christmas mornings! 
The cause of many jump scares.
Anyway, "Snake Mountain" was a companion piece to "Castle Grayskull" from the Masters of the Universe line. It was a purple mountain that the bad guys all lived in. The playset had a number of features. Trap doors, weapons racks and more. Snake Mountain had a bonus feature. There was a microphone with a snake head attached to the "mountain" and you could use it to your heart's content.....as long as you had batteries. Those were sold separately! Gotta love the 1980s and mass consumerism.
I knew full well that there were a set of fresh batteries in "Snake Mountain" and so I said into the microphone "WAKE UP, JIMMY!" A second later my mother called my name and about five seconds after that my brother comes into the den wondering what happened. Our grandmother at that moment was laughing her head off. I think she enjoyed the toy more than we did. We definitely got a lot of use out of it. We didn't fight or anything. But we did torture each other with "Snake Mountain". Fair is fair. I do wonder if it still works. It's been forty years so the wiring may be a little shot.
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From Amy Johnson Crow: Week 24:
The theme for Week 24 is “Possibilities.” “There are so many possibilities.” That statement could point to limitless potential, or it could reflect a person mired in uncertainty. This week, you could write about an ancestor who had many possibilities to choose from. You could also write about the possible answers to a genealogy problem you’re trying to solve.
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| Maria Rosa Astorino e Giovandomenico Davoli |
If only things were always that easy to figure out. This is why genealogy should never be a solitary gig. You almost always need someone to help you out or bounce ideas off of. You should never work on a tree by yourself. If you do, you're bound to make more mistakes and that might sadly explain the minefield of bad family trees over on Ancestry.com. I know some trees over there are decent. But wow there are so many that just need to be either deleted or worked on. If it hasn't been clear already, I like working with people on puzzles like this. While I am confident enough to do things solo, I like hearing the opinions of other people. That's why sites like Wikitree work so well.
Working with a group of people would definitely help me with another batch of DNA matches I have. My father, great-aunt and I have a bunch of matches who do not appear to match any other DNA matches except for themselves. I've messaged most of them in the hopes of figuring out what's going on and so far I haven't heard so much as a peep from them. It's very annoying. Mimes are more vocal than these people.
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This is possible because of a few factors. Joey and his family do not match anyone on Nicolina's paternal side. So, that takes out any Ferraiolo or Coppola connection and leaves us with the Tedescos and the Gullos. Joey and his family do not match any Tedesco matches and so that just leaves the Gullos. If it walks like a duck, quacks like a duck and swims like a duck....it's a goose. Er...duck. Wanted to see if you were paying attention. =)
Okay. So, it's possible that this family matches somewhere in the Gullo side. Cool. Where do we go from here? Luckily, several people in the family have made decent or semi-decent trees on Ancestry and filled it up a little bit. I have no idea how accurate they are. I just know that all of their trees point to a family with the last name of "Mazza". Mazza is a fairly common last name in the Calabrian town of San Pietro a Maida and sadly their trees do not mention the town at all. So frustrating. The trees claim their Mzza was born in San Pietro Apostolo, a town thirty-seven kilometers from San Pietro a Maida. The jury's still out on that. Some people seem to confuse San Pietro a Maida with San Pietro Apostolo.
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After doing a little bit of work, I found that maybe the connection might be through Joey's ancestor, Maria Casale. The trees have next to no information about her. I'm not even sure if she was from San Pietro and Casale isn't a name I've seen in San Pietro records.
I guess the Casale connection would be possible. Isn't genealogy great?! So many possibilities are out there! The only thing is I wish Joey and his family talked to me a bit more about these possibilities because I have so many questions to ask. Are they sure Giuseppe Mazza was from San Pietro Apostolo? Mazza is a very common last name in San Pietro a Maida like I said. What information about Maria Cassale do they have? I haven't been able to find much aside from censuses, a marriage in New Jersey, a Find a Grave link and a few other odds and ends. No naturalization paper or even a ship manifest.
I have a few other DNA matches that have floating trees like the Mazzas here. But none of those trees vex me as much as this one. It wouldn't bother me if it was just one or two people who matched people in my tree. But we seem to match quite a few of them and I really would like to talk to someone in Joey's family so I could figure out what's going on. At least other floating trees I have have some kind of possible link. That's why I didn't write about one of them. Some are pretty obvious Gullo or Coppola connections. This Mazza mess needs some work and I'm open to any possibility. I'm fairly sure these are legit DNA matches and I am open to all possibilities.
Like I said. I'm pretty sure these people all fit in the Gullo side because they don't match anyone else. It's just a question of where, when and if it's a half-relationship. That's always a possibility too. You never know. The world is a strange place and you have to open your mind to a world of endless possibilities. I hope I get this mess solved someday!
See ya next time!