Tuesday, April 14, 2015

Sarah Allyn GALLUP

Photo by Brian Zoldak, 2014, used with permission

Sarah Allyn Gallup (1804-1822)
Row #1, Grave #308-10-006, GPS 41.41679 N - 71.97180 W


Teen Bride of 8 days


Without this expertly photographed gravestone, it would not be possible to read any of the information carved on it. This is the worst type of stone to find in a New England graveyard. 

Worn by weather, broken and repaired this gravestone will soon no longer be legible. From its size, we can tell it is an adult and not a child.  She was a married teenager, 

This gravestone tells us that Sarah was the daughter of Andrew and Nancy Gallup and the wife of Joseph S. Denison and the last two lines although blurry read "who died Sept. 13, 1822 aged 18 years."

The Hale Survery lists her as Denison, Sarah J. wife of Joseph S. and daughter of Andrew & Nancy Gallup, died Sept. 13, 1822 age 18. This confirms her death date and age at death.

Her husband, Joseph Stanton Denison is buried at Brookfield Rural Cemetery in Brookfield, NY. In the Dension Genealogy he is listed as the son of Robert Denison (Benadam, William, William, Capt. George) #1568 page 103. His brief marriage to Sarah Allyn Gallup is incorrectly listed as to Martha Gallup with no references. He married twice more after Sarah and left three children.

After some research, I found Sarah and Joseph's marriage in the Connecticut Barbour Index Vol 1 Page 8 for Groton, Connecticut and their marriage date as 5 September 1822.



One can see how this could easily be mistaken as Sarah only lived 8 days after her wedding day.

Monday, April 13, 2015

NERGC Week 2015


This week, I will be spending two days at NERGC in Providence. 

The conference hashtag is #nergc2015

I will be on vacation from Sunday the 19th to Saturday the 25th.

During this time, I will be continuing to research the Gallup gravestones for future blog post.

Sunday, April 12, 2015

Sentimental Sunday: Taking Risks

Photo collection of Midge Frazel, photo taken in 1962
Sentimental Sunday: Taking Risks

Are we predestined to be risk takers or are we cautious? It matters in genealogy research more than you can imagine. 

See the concrete steps to the right of the photo near my parent's back door? That's where my mother found out I was not going to be a risk taker. I thought of this this past week when I put on new glasses and remembered that I must be careful going up and downstairs. It might be a couple more weeks before I feel comfortable with that. 

When I was a little girl, my mother tried to get me to jump down to her off the area next to the stairs. I thought she was crazy! Why do that when there are stairs to use? What was she thinking? I was an obedient child but I thought this was dumb. So, I did it and never did it again. Today, I would have purposely fallen, cut my leg and made her day miserable (like a normal kid).

Instead I have set a path for myself filled with careful investigation on a purposeful path. It pretty much describes all of my careers. I dislike unfamiliar places and suspicious people. It seems that everyone wants me, like my mother did, to do something that I don't want to do and could be done just as easily by another person. But, people are lazy and still aren't hiring the right people for the right task. They just want to get it over with.

Unfortunately, people are still asking me to work genealogy in the OLD way. Think about it. I read this past week that someone found out more about their family in the last four years than in the past 40 years. That describes me. If I had gone out seeking records 20 years ago and wasted my vacation time and money, I'd be upset to see all of that put up at Ancestry.com. Is it prudent to wait? Did any of us expect to see so many gravestones taken by strangers for Find a Grave? Did I need to waste my time going to Scotland to get the SAME records that I can get from home at Scotlands People?

I'd rather spend the rest of my time with quality work and stop taking risks. I'm not going to jump off the back steps and break my hip. No, not even for you.

Thursday, April 09, 2015

Life Beyond the Genealogy Do-Over

Scot Genealogy Do-Over "Broadfoot Line" Records, 2015
Life Beyond the Genealogy Do-Over

Being part of Cycle 1 ("The Pioneer Group") meant that I needed to be uber organized at all times. But, then I got the flu and shingles and had to stop so I did not get as much done as I had hoped. 

However, I did manage to fill up and organize several smaller "working" notebooks with printed records. I was glad that I did that because I could break down the families into weekly manageable stacks. It kept me from being overwhelmed. This week, I combined all of those vital records and census sheets into this massive binder. 

This way, I can take a single person's records out to my porch this summer and work on them. I have a lightweight flexible, working notebook ready. I am going to make a "biographical" card for each person so I can easily find the information and the citation to add to my family tree data.

Remember, this is just part of my Scots family (my paternal grandfather) and I have my paternal grandmother to work on next. Hubs maternal grandfather came from Scotland too and eventually, I will use the same method to "shape up" those files.

When I get a card done, I will show you can blog about it. 

Tuesday, April 07, 2015

Andrew GALLUP

Photo by Brian Zoldak, 2014, used with permission

Andrew Gallup (1761-1853)
Row #1, Grave #308-10-005, GPS 41.41678 N - 71.97184 W
 Served in the Revolutionary War 


Andrew6 (Henry5, Benadam4, Benadam3, John2, John1)
Andrew is my first cousin, 7 x removed.


In this case, the oldest Gallup genealogy (out of copyright) had the longest and most valuable information about him. (pages 68-69)


Andrew is likely to have a lot of descendants because 6 of his 7 children had children.

Saturday, April 04, 2015

Hanging on to Mom's Spoons


Hanging on to Mom's Spoons

Last December, I bought this no-bake dessert and some Peppermint Pigsty Dust to make a fun pepperminty dessert for the holidays. My next door neighbor wanted to know where I bought it so I "shared the wealth" as my Dad was fond of saying, and gave her a box. When I went shopping again, I bought another box and a graham cracker pie crust. This time I blended in some cool whip because hubs loves it.

Our Easter was a complicated holiday, food wise. I don't like baked ham and neither does hubs. (That's why we are made for each other.) When he came along, my mother miraculously stopped making ham and bought chicken instead. Even my grandmother was surprised. Our traditional dessert was called Snow Pudding and is light and delicious if you didn't pour the the heavy custard sauce on it. But, that is a story for another day. (It is a funny one!)

When my daughter and I divided up my mother's kitchen "stuff", I took these aluminum spoons (think 1950s) because they are easy to wash and have the little tab that hangs them on the mixing bowl. I remember my mother letting me play with them when I was little. It is a little "hanging on" to my mother even to today. Her last holiday with us was Easter, 2002.

Hang on to your family traditions. Even if they are modified there will be a little something left over from another generation to grasp. By the way, No New England woman throws away any serving spoons. 

Friday, April 03, 2015

Genealogy Do-Over Thoughts

Cycle 2 Do-Over graphic by Thomas McEntee
As I just completed the Genealogy Do-Over Cycle 1 (The Pioneer Group), I'd like to point out that the ideas that were shared by Thomas and the members of the group may have given all of us "food for thought" about many things that we have not been doing in the years that we have been researching. 

Several years ago, I attended a talk given by two women who had a great idea that can be done by any genealogist or family historian. They suggested a "Vital Records Binder" with COPIES of records for everyday use. I had just completed the records for PROVING my lineage applications for my first two Mayflower ancestors and the lineage records for joining the DAR. Even though I had followed the process given by both organizations for requesting and receiving certified vital records, I really did not have a good plan on to how to store the originals and what to do after making copies after the required copies to be included with my application for membership papers once I had sent them off. Certified records are expensive.

When I received the original certificates, I photocopied an extra copy and put it in this notebook. Then, I scanned them. The originals are in clean, clearly marked envelopes and are in my fire proof box. I don't need to look at them again since I have copies in this notebook. It has proven to be one of the most excellent tips in my career. 


Bop's Death Record. Cost? $28 (the most expensive in my collection)

I have used these copies for many things. Did you know that when you retire you need to bring with you proof of your marriage to claim your Social Security benefits? My spouse retired first and so when I went to claim my Social Security, I had to prove my marriage to him. 

Now I find that I need a "Table of Contents" so that I know exactly what we already have. This made me think about forms. Just as I was thinking about that, Thomas gave us a tip that Family Tree Magazine sells a CD of forms that you can type in and save as PDF. I have sent for this very inexpensive CD and plan to work with it in the coming months. While I am waiting for it to arrive, I am going to take a look at the free forms that Family Tree Magazine has to offer. These are "the print out and write in" kind of forms but they have helped me in the past stay focused and organized.

Wednesday, April 01, 2015

Week 13: RIGHT TO THE END

Right to the End
Week 13
"Hae life right to the end"
("Live as though tomorrow were your last")
Neil Wilson Publishing (May 31, 2011)]


Seagate Backup Plus Slim 2TB Portable External Hard Drive with Mobile Device Backup USB 3.0 




As this is the last post of my Scots Genealogy Do-Over, I want to tell you where I am going from here with this type of project. I purchased the above portable drive to do a backup of BOTH my Windows and Macintosh data. I haven't done this as yet and I am going to get to this really soon plus increase my storage space at Mozy Home and Dropbox. 

I have not been well enough to start my card file with matching spreadsheet but as you can see by the photo below, I have the materials together that I need to do this. When I get it started, I will be reporting on it with a sample card. (Close-up of this photo is here.)


Photo by Midge Frazel, 2014

You know that I am serious when I begin drinking ginger ale after lunch! I have enjoyed working on this Scots Do-Over and have many more Scot ancestors to work on. 

Living each day as if it were your last turned out to be a fitting Scottish proverb for this week, don't you think?

Monday, March 30, 2015

Tombstone Tuesday; Elspeth SMITH


Tombstone Tuesday: Elspeth Smith


Photo by Cary Schmidt, 2014, used with permission
Yes, Elspeth is a girl's name and it is the only one in my family tree.

She was the youngest child of John Smith and his wife Helen Wallace and baby sister to my Adam Smith, who was one my third great grandfathers in Scotland.

This stone is a bit unusual because  of the carved spacers that look like equal signs. 

"Sacred/ to the memory of/ Elspeth Smith, spouse to/ David Hunter, who died at Auchen=/=cairn, [Auchencairn, Dumfries, Scotland], the 8th//of March 1825 age 26 years. /

Also John Hunter, their Son, who died/ on the 16th of June 1825 aged 4 months. Agness Hunter, their daughter died 9th Feb/ 1831 aged 8 years."

Kirkmahoe Church Cemetery, Kirkmahoe, Dumfries, Scotland

Sunday, March 29, 2015

Sentimental Sunday: Grandpa's Desk


Sentimental Sunday; Grandpa's Desk

Photo by Midge Frazel, 2010
After my maternal grandfather died, my saddest moment was seeing his empty desk and chair at his business. My father, his son-in-law, occupied the desk facing this desk. I was only seven, but I went into the room and sat down in Grandpa’s office chair.

Ever neat and tidy, Grandpa’s desk always looked the same. It showed a life of order and control. Yet, seeing the desk still and silent was the moment I knew Grandpa was gone forever. Dying was something no one could control.

Thinking back to this day, I realize now that my love of desks and the way I work has been influenced by that day. A desk is like your own personal island. It is a place to work and plan. Walking into the room, the way my desk looks sets my mind for the events of that day.

My father had the sad task of emptying Grandpa’s desk. Even though I was not witness to this event, I can see him opening the drawers and putting items in the box he brought home.

The box sat on my father’s workbench for several days before he went through it. Looking back, I don’t know why he brought it to our house and not to Grandpa’s house where Grandma lived. 

I am glad to have this flatiron paperweight, this duck paper holder and his, "I fell asleep here" bookmark that my Dad gave me that day. 

This photo was taken as I packed to move to our new condo. I put these items in a box marked, "Special Items" and moved it in our car with my computer backups, cash, checkbooks, and jewelry. 

I miss you, "Bop".