CASSELL :: COBB :: DOBOVICH :: FAIR :: GILBERT :: HILTON :: RAMIREZ :: UPHAM
Back on the 1st of November I shared new-found information about a 1st cousin twice removed -- William Allec Hilton (1921-1946) -- whose military airplane disappeared in 1946. William's mother, Louisa Hooper Hilton Roberts nee Muston (1893-1973), was the baby sister of my paternal great-grandpa, Charlie Muston (1882-1915). So far I have found only one child for William, and he died in 1960 at the age of 17, but I am still researching. Just this past week, I have been contacted by several individuals who are seeking living kith 'n kin of the members of the crew mentioned in the following 1946 newspaper clipping :-
Contact has been made with a few family members . . . if any of y'all know any of these men . . . or any of their family members . . . or a good place for information about these men . . . or . . . if you are actually kith or kin of one of these men . . . please do let us know . . . and / or let them know about this project . . . FYI . . . there is an ongoing discussion thread on this topic on the armyairforces.com forum . . . and they include a link to the Italian page dedicated to this crew . . . they (the Italians) are planning a ceremony next summer (2011) in honor and in memory of these veterans . . . I set up a virtual cemetery at findagrave for the members of this crew . . . as well as a page for the crew at footnote.com . . . I also have a separate stand-alone public tree for this crew at ancestry.com which is viewable by those who have a paid ancestry.com membership . . . as well as by those who are invited to the tree (even with a free account) . . .
New York Times. November 7, 1946. 8 U.S. AIRMEN MISSING. Col. F.L. Fair Among Those on Board Naples-London Plane. FRANKFORT ON THE MAIN, Germany, Nov. 6 -- The United States Army revealed tonight that the Chief of Staff of the European Air Transport service was among four officers and four enlisted men aboard a B-17 Flying Fortress now overdue five days on a flight from Naples to London. The officer was identified as Col. Ford L. Fair of Washington, D.C. Others listed as missing:
- Col. Hudson H. Upham, pilot, assistant chief of staff for traffic for EATS, of Los Angeles.
- Major Lawrence L. Cobb, co-pilot, executive officer traffic section EATS, of Petersburg, Va.
- Lieut. Alfred D. Ramirez, navigator, of New York City.
- M-Sgt. John E. Gilbert, engineer, of Frankfort, Ind.
- T/Sgt. William S. Cassell, assistant radio operator, of Mount Airy, N.C.
- S/Sgt. William A. Hilton, assistant engineer of San Angelo, Texas.
- S/Sgt. Zolton J. Dobozich [sic], radio operator, of Butztown, Pa.
On this date . . . the 13th day of December . . . in the year 1902 . . . in the extended branches of our family tree . . . the following article ran in The New York Times . . . the ex-Speaker Reed mentioned below is my 5th cousin 5 times removed, Thomas Brackett Reed (1839-1902) . . . he had fallen ill and died in Washington, D.C. on the previous 7th day of December . . . shortly after attending the 67th birthday party of his friend (and another of our distant cousins), Mark Twain . . .
Incredulity has been excited in some quarters by the statement that ex-Speaker Reed belonged to the eighth generation of a Portland family. This statement appeared in several obituary articles, and it did seem inconsistent with general impressions as to the antiquity of American families and towns.
Portland, however, was not founded yesterday or the day before, and Mr. Reed took more than usual pains to look up the records of his forbears, making the task the amusement of an active life, of course, instead of the business of an idle one, and thereby avoiding any possible criticism on the subject of his genealogical tastes.
His investigations carried him back to one George Cleeve, who settled in 1632 on what was then called Falmouth Neck, first as the agent of Sir Ferdinando Gorges, who owned all the land thereabout, and remained in a similar capacity for Alexander Rigby, who, exercising authority derived from Cromwell, erected the region into a province named Lygonia, and made Cleeve Governor of it.
Cleeve had no sons, but his only daughter, Elizabeth, married an adventurous Irishman, Michael Mitton, who had drifted to the colony, and one of her daughters, in turn, married the famous Indian fighter, Anthony Brackett, from whom Mr. Reed derived his middle name. The remainder of the line, as Mr. Reed himself once gave it, runs --
- Anthony Brackett of Portsmouth
- Thomas Brackett (killed by the Indians in Portland)
- Joshua Brackett
- Anthony Brackett
- Thomas Brackett
- Mary Brackett (married Joseph Reed)
- Thomas Brackett Reed, Sr.
- Thomas Brackett Reed, Jr.
The fancy may be innocently, if not very profitably, exercised in crediting to one or another of these ancestors the various elements in Mr. Reed's character. Many a European nobleman cannot trace his descent so far, or with so much reason for honest pride and personal satisfaction, as the ex-Speaker could. Several times, as now, the house had depended for perpetuation upon an only daughter.
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"I saw my father drive up that evening and noticed some children with him. He called out to Darling [Defendant's brother] to 'Come and get the papers.' At that time I had been to the gate and was coming back to the house after bedclothes, and was right at the southwest corner of the house. When he called to Darling I made the remark that Darling was sick and that I would get them. I turned then and walked out towards where he was to get the papers. As I walked up to the fence I asked him 'Where in the hell he stayed last night.' He said it was none of my God-damned business, and I said I thought it was, and he said, 'You are a God-damned lying son of a bitch.' By that time he started towards me. I was stooping, picking up the papers, and just as I raised he kind of grabbed at me with his left hand. I tried to dart back a little, but he caught me in the collar and struck at me and came at me with a knife, and in an instant as soon as I saw the knife I cut him. I had the knife buckled in a leather strap at my belt. I did not have on a coat or vest, and my suspenders were down. I struck my father to get loose from him and when I got loose I went immediately to the house. He turned me loose when I cut him. I did not intend to kill him, but I cut him to get loose because I saw he would cut me if I did not."
The dolls my sister and I are holding in this photo were Christmas presents from our Uncle Bob (1930-1997). The tree is a live cedar like many of those brought in by my Dad during the years of our childhood . . . he would go out into the woods somewhere around Rockdale or Tanglewood, select what he deemed to be a suitable tree, cut it down, and bring it home. With the allergies he had (and so generously passed on to most of us), I don't know how we endured having those cedar trees in the house. I actually do not remember a huge problem with allergies when I was young, but by the time I was living in Austin in the 1970s, I was taking allergy shots, with cedar big on the list of known allergens. This particular collage was originally created for Captured Moments in the 2009 Holiday Edition of Shades the Magazine. And > HERE < is my blogpost for the 1st day of December for the 2009 Advent Calendar of Christmas Memories. This is posted for inclusion in the special holiday meme known as the Advent Calendar of Christmas Memories. Now hosted through Geneabloggers, it was originally dreamed up back in 2007 by Thomas and Jasia (aka the Queen of the Carnival).
- 1852 Birth of Mollie
- Mollie's Rememberings
- 1864 Battle of Okolona
- 1864 Diary of Belle Edmondson
- Letters to Aunt Amanda
- 1871 Wedding of Mollie & Joseph
- Britton Valentine, who is a brother of Uncle Bill, and who was married to Matilda West, a sister of Mollie's father
- Mississippi Soldiers in the Civil War
- Oktibbeha County Historical & Genealogical Web Site
- Starkville Historic Homes
On or about this date . . . Thanksgiving Day . . . in the year 1910 . . . the following story -- about what life might have been like for our ancestors in 1810 -- appeared in St. Nicholas, Volume 38, Part 1 By Mary Mapes Dodge . . . Clifford Howard's 1910 closing line is . . . And what will it be in 2010?
Happy Thanksgiving, Y'all!
- 01 Nov 1835 :: correspondence from Stephen F. AUSTIN to James BOWIE and James FANNIN
- 02 Nov 1835 :: correspondence #1 and #2 from Stephen F. AUSTIN to James BOWIE and James FANNIN
- 02 Nov 1835 :: correspondence from James FANNIN to Stephen F. AUSTIN
- 06 Nov 1835 :: correspondence from J.W. FANNIN, Jr. to the president of the Convention of Texas . . . encloses U.S. army Major Francis S. BELTON's letter to FANNIN of September 23 . . . FANNIN states his belief that BELTON would accept the command of the Texas army if tendered . . . link not working
- 09 Nov 1835 :: correspondence from Stephen F. AUSTIN to James FANNIN
- 11 Nov 1835 :: correspondence from Stephen F. AUSTIN to William B. TRAVIS ordering TRAVIS to cooperate with James W. FANNIN
- 12 Nov 1835 :: correspondence from Augustus JONES to James W. FANNIN, writing from Goliad
- 13 Nov 1835 :: correspondence from Sam HOUSTON to James W. FANNIN
- 15 Nov 1835 :: correspondence from Ben MILAM to James W. FANNIN
- 18 Nov 1835 :: correspondence from James W. FANNIN to Sam HOUSTON
- 22 Nov 1835 :: FANNIN is honorably discharged from the volunteer army
- 31 [sic] Nov 1835 :: correspondence from J.W. FANNIN, Jr. to Henry SMITH . . . author writes to the governor of the provisional government of Texas that several young U.S. army officers have informed him that, under certain circumstances, they would abandon their country and join the Texas army . . . FANNIN suggests a plan to accomplish this end and explains the advantages for the revolutionary cause. . . . link is not working
I celebrate myself, and sing myself,About half-way through this self-published Poem of Walt Whitman (1856) this native of Rhode Island tells a tale of a land called Texas . . . from 1836 . . .
And what I assume you shall assume,
For every atom belonging to me as good belongs to you. . . .
Now I tell what I knew in Texas in my early youth;
I tell not the fall of Alamo . . . . Not one escaped to tell the fall of Alamo,
The hundred and fifty are dumb yet at Alamo.
Hear now the tale of a jetblack sunrise,
Hear of the murder in cold blood of four hundred and twelve young men.
Retreating, they had formed in a hollow square with their baggage for breastworks,
Nine hundred lives out of the surrounding enemy’s nine times their number was the price they took in advance,
Their colonel was wounded and their ammunition gone,
They treated for an honorable capitulation, received writing and seal, gave up their arms, and marched back prisoners of war.
They were the glory of the race of rangers,
Matchless with horse, a rifle, a song, a supper or a courtship,
Large, turbulent, generous, handsome, proud and affectionate,
Bearded, sunburnt, dressed in the free costume of hunters,
Not a single one over thirty years of age.
The second Sunday morning they were brought out in squads and massacred . . . . it was beautiful early summer,
The work commenced about five o’clock, and was over by eight.
None obeyed the command to kneel,
Some made a mad and helpless rush . . . . some stood stark and straight,
A few fell at once, shot in the temple or heart . . . . the living and dead lay together.
The maimed and mangled dug in the dirt . . . . the new-comers saw them there;
Some half-killed attempted to crawl away,
These were dispatched with bayonets or battered with the blunts of muskets;
A youth not seventeen years old seized his assassin till two more came to release him,
The three were all torn, and covered with the boy’s blood.
At eleven o’clock began the burning of the bodies;
And that is the tale of the murder of the four hundred and twelve young men,
And that was a jetblack sunrise. . . .
I bequeath myself to the dirt to grow from the grass I love,
If you want me again look for me under your bootsoles.
You will hardly know who I am or what I mean,
But I shall be good health to you nevertheless,
And filter and fibre your blood.
Failing to fetch me at first keep encouraged,
Missing me one place search another,
I stop some where waiting for you.
The subject of this wanted poster is a blossom on a Fairy Rose bush . . . which is an antique rose (1932) that my Mom planted at my father's grave in the Hugh Wilson Cemetery in Tanglewood, Lee County, Texas . . . these tiny roses are a pleasure to view . . . and they are perfect for drying for use in tearbottles . . .
This is the same photo . . . given the jigsaw puzzle treatment . . .
And this is the jigsaw puzzle image . . . once again given the wanted poster treatment . . .
This was fun, Randy . . . thanks for sharing!
On this date in our family history . . . the 13th day of November . . . in the year 2010 . . . Milford Barton Henry was laid to rest at the Forest Grove Cemetery in Milam County, Texas.
Milford was my 1st cousin once removed, and was born 14th June 1924 in Norton, Runnels County, Texas to Milton E. Henry (1902-1975) and Edna Gladys Henry nee Caswell (1902-1973). They left Norton around 1939, and Milford had made his home in Rockdale, Milam County, Texas since that time. He was a 1942 graduate of Rockdale High School.
On June 2, 1946, he and Dorris Spence were married in Rockdale. To this union two children were born. Milford worked as a Shop Foreman with Texas Utilities. He retired from I.G.C. after 30+ years. He was a Veteran of World War II serving in the U.S. Army Air Corps. He was a founder and charter member of Rockdale Christian Church where he was a former board member and Elder Emeritus.
Milford passed away Wednesday, November 10, 2010 at his home with his family. The date of his passing was the anniversary of the birth of his paternal grandma, Berta Mary Henry nee Sharp (1873-1955) . . . and it was also Forget-Me-Not Day. Milford had reached the age of 86, and was preceded in death by his parents and two adult brothers, Marlyn Edward Henry (1930-1995) and Charles Eugene Henry (1940-1973) as well as three infant siblings.
Memorials may be made in Milford's name to ::
- Rockdale Christian Church Scholarship Fund, 1406 Sager, Rockdale, Texas 76567
- American Heart Association, P.O. Box 15186, Austin, Texas 78761
- American Cancer Society, P.O. Box 1630, Rockdale, Texas 76567
On or about this date in our family history . . . the 1st day of November . . . in the year 1254 . . . at the Monastery of Las Huelgas in Burgos, Spain . . . Princess Eleanor de Castile becomes the bride of Sir Edward I of England.
This Eleanor and Edward are currently believed to be ancestors of . . . George H.W. Bush . . . Walt Disney (1901-1966) . . . Stanley Ann Obama Soetoro nee Dunham (1942-1995) . . . as well as 22nd and 23rd and 24th and 25th great-grandparents of the Keeper of this geneablog. . . .