Family History vs Genealogy

We had a nice 5th Sunday presentation about Family History.  I like the quote that was mentioned.  It was to the effect that family history is the dash between the dates.  (i.e. birthdate and death date)

I’m glad I’ve been so faithful about updating my blog.  Sometimes, I should probably write more meaningful stuff.  In two days, I will be doing my last blog entry for 2013.  After that, this blog will be printed in a book form and added to the collection of books on the coffee table.

I wish some of my ancestors would have been better about keeping a written record.  As far as I know, my parents and grandparents didn’t keep journals (with the exception of Grandpa Knowles’ mission journal).  I do have the journal of my great-grandfather’s 2nd wife.  Although not related in lineage, she sheds great insight as to the type of man my great-grandfather was.

Genealogy is the lineage and descendants of your ancestors.  Family history are the stories about their lives.

newspaper story about Joseph Knowles
Grandpa Knowles Newspaper Story

Now, had I not known Grandpa Knowles personally, I wouldn’t know a whole lot about the man.  But, I was fortunate to spend the 1st 10 years of my life with him on a regular basis – almost daily.

copyright 2013 Jeniifer Nelson
Joseph and Rebecca Knowles (by Jennifer Nelson)

And, so it is with my grandmother.  Fortunately, I got to know her better because she outlived my grandfather by 10+ years.

The family history work falls upon those of us who knew these people.  If we don’t record it, that history will be lost, and what a tragedy that will be.

So, moms and dads, grandmas and grandpas, write it down, type it up, video it, record it, do something to preserve those stories.  Generations to come will thank you for having done so.

Joseph and George Knowles
Joseph and George Knowles in their Butcher Shop
marraige license
Joseph Knowles and Rebecca Allen Marriage License
dinner at grandmas
Dinner at Grandma’s (Yes, that’s me in the high chair)
The Allen Girls
The Allen Girls

 

Networking, Working and Cousins

Thursday mornings start off with the Tri-County Networkers meeting (http://www.tricountynetworkers.com/). One of our presenters couldn’t make it this morning, so I give a short presentation about how to update the web page for the group.

Elizabethe has been feeling under the weather, and has been coughing all day. I’ve been trying to be real careful so I don’t get it. Respiratory ailments and I do not get along.

Work consisted of working on the Route 31 book’s text, and trying to drum up more participation in the book. I find it funny that people’s first reaction is, “Route 31? Why?” Then it changes to, “Route 31? COOL!” You don’t know what’s in your backyard until you look, and Route 31 has a lot to offer.

My cousin, Todd Knowles, stopped in with his wife, Lisa, and 3 of their children. His son Trevor graduated from West Point and they came this way to see the church sites (and sights), and are heading to Kirtland, Ohio, next. I had a fun time showing them the house and talking about its history.

Morning Fog

Tule Fog
Tule Fog on the Erie Canal

There are two types of fog.  One comes from a low hanging cloud and typically occurs near the ocean, and the other comes from steam rising off the warm ground or body of water (tule fog).  Palmyra doesn’t get much of the first type, but this time of year, early in the morning you can see the tule fog.

I met Clay again this morning for a 7am ride and we headed west on the Erie Canal Trail.  As we got near the Village of Macedon, the tule fog was sitting on the water and the sun was just cresting the horizon.

 

Sunrise and Tule Fog
Sunrise and Tule Fog on the Canal

 

 

 

AT&T and Aunt Vicki

Elizabethe and I went and saw a lot of people at AT&T whom I hadn’t seen for quite a while.  Karen, Kathleen and Sam had lunch with us, and then we headed down to San Jose (Campbell area) to see Aunt Vicki.

The last time we saw Aunt Vicki was when Elizabethe and I had been married one year.  So, that was 14 years ago.  She’s now nearly 87 years old and is as sharp as ever.

Aunt Vicki and Me

Aunt Vicki was the youngest of the two girls my Grandma Knowles had from her first marriage.  Her sister, Lorna, died in the mid-1980s.  My grandpa had a daughter, Gwen, from his first marriage, and she died around 1955, before I was born.  Grandma and Grandpa had 3 children together:  Shirley (living in Pullman, Washington), Joyce (my mom, died 9 years ago) and Allen (living in Boise, Idaho).

Vicki and I talked about how wonderful it was that my Grandpa Knowles was born in 1879, and the legacy he provided for us.  Because grandpa was 21 years older than grandma, it made for a unique family dynamic, but he was a wonderful man who linked us to a the era before cars and modernization.

On the way back to Pleasanton, we were at a dead stop on I-680 when someone rear-ended me.  He wouldn’t let me see his driver’s license, and he showed me a proof of insurance.  I didn’t let me see it long, but I got as much information as I could from it.  I took a picture of his truck before he took off.  When the C.H.P. arrived, the questions they asked made me believe the guy has a history of D.U.I.  Nobody was hurt, and the damage to the rental car is unnoticeable.  But, I took photos, and made all the reports to be on the safe side.

A Visit From My Cousin Todd

Todd, his daughter Eliza and her friend Aunika came by the house today.  We gave them a tour, and then had lunch together.  It was really nice to sit and talk to Todd.

I had just made a batch of chili sauce with veggies from the garden.  The whole house smelled like the spices from the chili sauce.  Our Grandma Knowles used to make chili sauce and we’d have it with Sunday’s roast beef dinner.  So, it was kind of neat to see Todd and having the house smell like Grandma & Grandpa’s house.

Chili Sauce before cooking it down

When it came time for them to leave, I walked with them down to Candy Corner Fudge Square where Todd purchased some of Les’ great fudge to take home.

Aunika, Eliza and Todd in the Tavern Room

After they left, Elizabethe and I headed to TGI Friday for dinner.  We decided to start ordering a single meal and splitting it.  It was more than enough food.