Friday, December 13, 2013

Friday Fotos (December 13, 2013) -- John Bowen Shearman

John Bowen Shearman (1799 - 1881)


John B. Shearman is my 3rd great grandfather.  He was born in Tiverton, Rhode Island on November 25, 1799 and he died on October 2, 1881 in Smithfield, Rhode Island.

John and his wife, Ann Eliza Patt (1803 -1887), had fifteen children together -- nine girls and six boys. The seventh child and fifth girl was my 2nd great grandmother, Martha Amanda Shearman, who married Mason Freeman on July 29, 1851.

          John B. Shearman     m.     Ann Eliza Patt

          Martha Amanda Shearman     m.     Mason Freeman

          Sarah Etta Freeman     m.     Samuel Eber Carpenter

          Everett Shearman Carpenter     m.     Ruth Eaton Cooke  [my maternal grandparents]

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Original photograph in the personal collection of the author.
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Copyright 2013, John D. Tew
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Wednesday, December 11, 2013

Wordless Wednesday (December 11, 2013) -- Certification of Medical School Graduation for George Douglas Jeffs, May 2, 1917



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Image is a scan of the original certification, which is in the family documents collection.
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Copyright 2013, John D. Tew
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Tuesday, December 10, 2013

One Hundred Years Ago Today (almost)



I missed it by two days!  

Since the northeast got hit Sunday (December 8, 2013) with the first major snowstorm of this winter season, it would have been perfect if I had paid closer attention to my grandfather's 1913 diary and posted this two days ago -- but I was otherwise occupied and blew it.

All too infrequently during this year I have posted excerpts from the diary kept by my paternal grandfather when he was 16 - 17 years old in 1913 and a student at Phillips Andover in Andover, Massachusetts.  

It turns out that the last entry in my grandfather's diary for 1913 occurred on December 8th.  The 8th of December 1913 was a Monday and Andover was hit with its first snowstorm just as we have had our first on December 8, 2013 -- one hundred years to the day later!

My grandfather's last diary entry for 1913 reads as follows . . . 

          "Today we have our first snow storm which amounts to
      anything. It went down to about 15 today and the wind
      is blowing a gale of about 60 miles an hour.  There is
      about 3 inches of snow." 
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Scan of the December 8th entry in the 1913 "A Line A Day" diary of Arnold G. Tew.  The original diary is in the personal collection of the author.
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Copyright 2013, John D. Tew
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Monday, December 9, 2013

Military Monday (December 9, 2013)



Last Friday I posted a photo of my wife's grandfather, G. Douglas Jeffs, in his WWI Canadian Expeditionary Force uniform.  Today I post the Canadian Expeditionary Force Certificate of Service issued to George Douglas Jeffs, who was a physician and served in Canada and England with the Canadian Army Medical Corps (C.A.M.C.).  He served aboard the hospital ship H.M.H.S Araguya.



Dr. Jeffs was commissioned in the C.A.M.C. on May 2, 1917 and served until he was "STRUCK OFF THE STRENGTH" on July 9, 1919 "by reason of General Demobilization."
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Scan of the original Certificate of Service document which is in the family documents collection.

Image of the H.M.H.S Araguya from http://www.ebay.it/itm/AMBULANCE-SHIP-HMHS-Araguaya-Royal-Mail-Steam-Packet-Steamer-Co-postcard-/281161429197
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Copyright 2013, John D. Tew
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Sunday, December 8, 2013

"Lost Ancestor-Speak" (December 8, 2013)



The Bully Pulpit by Doris Kearns Goodwin was published on November 5, 2013.  I am a good way into the book and despite some of the negative criticism the book has garnered, I am finding it a thoroughly enjoyable read. I read Edmund Morris's multi-volume biography of Teddy Roosevelt (which provides much more scope and detail on Roosevelt than does The Bully Pulpit), but I have to admit that other than the very basics, I am unread when it comes to William Howard Taft.

As I am making my way through the book, I am struck by the similarities with our own times -- the flurry of inventions and technological revolutions, the disparity in wealth distribution in the U.S., the ever present political corruption, the battle between conservatives and progressives, and the role of an increasingly activist press (who went down in history as the "muckrakers"). What struck me too, were the many instances of a now lost vocabulary spoken by those of the time.  These are the words of our ancestors of just over a century ago and yet so many of their words sound odd and even foreign to our ears today.  This, of course, is true for every generation with respect to the slang and fads that enter the common patois and often have a half-life measured in months.  Other words seem to have a more general standard quality and they enter the written and literary language of the time with a life that  probably appeared eternal to those who used them -- but yet time and again we see that the words of even our fairly recent ancestors sound peculiar to us.  I have picked out a couple from The Bully Pulpit as examples of what I call "lost ancestor-speak" for purposes of this post.

Speaking years later of the 1890s Farmers' Alliance and Populist Party, one of the renowned McClure's muckrakers, William Allen White, wrote, "We prideful ones considered the Alliance candidates as the dregs of Butler County society; farmers who had lost their farms, Courthouse hangers-on . . . political scapegraces." Scapegraces?  The word scapegrace apparently originated in the early 19th century as a combination of scape (as in scapegoat) and grace (as used in the "free favor of God" in Christian belief especially).  So a scapegrace was a person who "escaped the grace of God" or, in other words, a mischievous or wayward person; a rascal.

Another of the "Big Four" muckrakers at McClure's, Lincoln Steffens, wrote that he faced, as the head of the new police bureau for the Evening Post in New York in November 1893, "beastly work, police, criminals and low-browed 'heelers' in the vilest part of the horrible East Side amid poverty, sin and depravity."  Heelers?  The word apparently comes from the term used for something that follows close behind (as a dog "heels" when falling in behind its owner).  The term came to be used in derogatory political descriptions for the henchmen of a local political boss who followed orders and kept in their places behind, or at the heels of, the Boss.  The term later became softened a bit and was used to describe someone who was put in charge of the lowest levels of a local party organization -- a "ward heeler."

Intermittently this year I have posted excerpts from my grandfather's A Line A Day diary from 1913 -- one hundred years ago.  In reading and transcribing his diary, I came across words he used that I had to research -- words that were in common use at the end of the 19th century and turn of the 20th century.  An example is from his entry for February 29, 1913.  [The most attentive among you will note that 1913 was not a leap year, but 1912 was.]  My grandfather's entry for March 1, 1913 stated, "What I have written on opposite page all belongs in this space.  This page seems to be my hoodoo!" The word hoodoo is said to have originated in the 19th century as an alteration of voodoo and came to mean a person or thing that brings or causes bad luck, but can also mean a run of bad luck associated with a person or activity (such as my grandfather's problems with remembering that the section in his diary for February 29th would not be available for use every year).

So, while the language and words that our ancestors used can seem foreign and even peculiar to us now, research and re-discovery of lost ancestor-speak is not just fascinating, it also informs our ability to better understand what it is they are actually saying to us decades and generations down the line.  

What "lost ancestor-speak" have you come across in your genealogy research? 

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Scan of the dust-jacket to Doris Kearns Goodwin's The Bully Pulpit from the personal copy of the author.
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Copyright 2013, John D. Tew
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Saturday, December 7, 2013

Saturday Serendipity (December 7, 2013)





Saturday Serendipity returns today after a brief hiatus for an out-of-town family Thanksgiving Day gathering for what was also my father's 91st birthday.  

After a return to work and a struggle to catch up with a week of missed blog surfing, here are a few recommendations for inclusion on your reading list on this 72nd anniversary of the attack on Pearl Harbor.

1.  Looking for that just right gift for your favorite genealogist?  Diane Boumenot at One Rhode Island Family gives you 50 Gifts for Genealogists.

2.  The background and status of the Personal Genome Service health testing offered by 23andMe is fully explained by Judy Russell at The Legal Genealogist. 

3.  For some lovely Christmas lighting photos you must stop by Jana's Genealogy and Family History Blog and see Jana's  Christmas Lights On Temple Square -- and note that is just Part 1!

4.  Since I lived in Holyoke, Massachusetts for a couple of years when I was very young (and started school there in Kindergarden), I was sad when the blog disappeared right after May 2nd of this year.  Well, during my brief Thanksgiving hiatus, it's baaaack!  For anyone with an interest in the history of Holyoke and its immediate environs, take a visit to Holyoke, Mass.  It is largely a history site with a treasure trove of photographs, but as we all know, genealogy and local history are siblings -- if not fraternal twins.     

5.  At the risk of appearing self-promoting because two of my suggested submissions were mentioned, you should check out the poems selected for Bill West's 5th Annual Great Genealogy Poetry Challenge, which was posted Thanksgiving Day (during my recent hiatus).   Since this is my first year of blogging, I was not aware of Bill's challenge until this year.  It is a great idea and he has posted some nice selections that are well worth visiting and reading!    

6.  And speaking of shameless direct self-promotion, I humbly recommend on this 72nd anniversary of the attack on Pearl Harbor, my Samaritan Sunday post of July 21, 2013 .  The post -- and the link provided there -- tell a very special story about a family's supreme loss at Pearl Harbor and the Good Samaritan who returned something of great meaning and importance to them many decades later. And also on this day of remembrance, see Barbara Poole's photos of the local tribute 
in Lowell, Massachusetts to the Pearl Harbor victims here on Life From The Roots. 

7.  Speaking of Life From The Roots and Barbara Poole its author, she provides a wonderful example of Yankee ingenuity and frugality in her recent post "I Have to Share . . . You Might Just Benefit" about her return to using Fold3.

8. And finally, I could fill several Saturday Serendipity posts with recommendations from one of my favorite web surfing stops, The Vault -- but it is best to serve courses one or two at a time at a feast lest one's guests quickly gorge themselves. So, today I'd like to recommend one lovingly humorous (yet extremely poignant) course for your consumption and enjoyment. You should really have a 
look at this four-minute 1942 home movie "Having a Baby" by Johnny and Betty Patterson. 
[Johnny Patterson died in 1945 in combat during a kamikaze attack on the USS Ticonderoga.]

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Copyright 2013, John D. Tew
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Friday, December 6, 2013

Friday Fotos (December 6, 2013) -- George Douglas Jeffs in WWI

Capt. George Douglas Jeffs (1893 - 1980)


George Douglas Jeffs was born on November 25, 1893 in Havelock, Ontario, Canada.  He is my wife's maternal grandfather and the great grandfather of our two sons.

"Doug" Jeffs was a physician as was his father, Dr. William Henry Maines Jeffs.  During World War I, Dr. G. Douglas Jeffs was a Captain in the Canadian Army Medical Corps (C.A.M.C.) and was part of the Canadian Over-Seas Expeditionary Force, having served with the 10th Field Ambulance Corp.  He served from February 9, 1917 to July 9, 1919. 

Doug Jeffs was the second of two sons of Dr. William H. M. Jeffs (1864 - 1933) and his wife, Minnie Brown (1862 - 1950).  Doug's older brother, Howard, was also a physician.


William Jeffs (1813 - 1894)             m.    Margaret Weir (1819 - 1894)

James Jeffs (1838 - 1916)                m.    Sarah Jane Maines (1845 - 1931)

William H.M. Jeffs (1864 - 1933)    m.    Minnie Brown (1862 - 1950)

G. Douglas Jeffs (1893 - 1980)        m.    Eulalie Lillian Mary Jeffs (1893 - 1984)

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Photograph from my wife's collection of family photos.
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Copyright 2013, John D. Tew
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Wednesday, December 4, 2013

Wordless Wednesday (December 4, 2013) -- The Ceremonial Masonic Sword Of My Great Grandfather, Samuel Eber Carpenter







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All photographs of the sword by the author.  The sword is now in the personal collection of the author courtesy of the very kind gift of the sword from my aunt, Lois (Carpenter) Connell!
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Copyright 2013, John D. Tew
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