Esther and the Keeper of this family history blog both descend from Mahala Lee Sharp Hall nee Roberts . . . Vickie from Mahala's 1st marriage . . . and Esther from Mahala's 2nd marriage . . . and today, the 9th day of April, is cousin Esther's birthday . . . in Esther's own words (from another genealogy site), here's a little info about the birthday girl . . .
I was born in the Baptist Memorial Hospital on Lamar Street in Houston, Texas. I grew up in the historic Houston Heights. As a young child, I would go to town on a street car. My father Horace Edwin Hall worked downtown in a large furniture store. My mother had been a teacher before she married my Dad. I have her to thank for always teaching me. She read me a Bible story each night, and I would have to tell the story back to her. From this training, I became a good story teller which has blessed me all these years. My years of growing up were in the depression years. From this background, I learned the value of a dollar which has been another blessing for me. I attended jr. and senior high during World War II. May 1945, I graduated from John H. Reagan. I attended the University of Houston and got a degree in education. I taught school in Houston and married John Biggers in 1950. We had four children and they are all grown with each having many college degrees. I taught school for 34 years mostly here in Lake Jackson . . . first and second grades. I play the piano, sing in the choir, I am a clown, a Sunday School teacher, and member of four genealogical groups -- the DAR, DRT, 1812 and UDC. I have a strong loving faith in my Lord and Saviour Jesus Christ. He keeps me and guides me each day.
Most of what I know about Mahala and all of her kith 'n kin is because of cousin Esther . . . she is the one who introduced me to James Madison Hall (1819-1866) and his Journal . . . and there is a whole passel of us kinfolk who are most grateful for the time and effort she put into her research . . . and her extensive knowledge of our family history . . . and her willingness to share what she worked so hard to find . . .
Luv ya bunches . . .