Wednesday, August 27, 2014

52 Ancestors in 52 Weeks - #34 Susannah Parham

Susannah Parham was my maternal 6th great grandmother and the mother of my 5th great grandmother Ann Raines. Susannah was married to Nathaniel Raines, my 6th great grandfather.

I've found two different marriage years for Susannah and Nathaniel on One is 1766 and the other is 1796 (see below). One of the marriage years could be an indexing typo or there are two men named Nathaniel Raines married to two women named Susannah Parham. Or possibly the names were indexed incorrectly. I haven't seen an original marriage record for them. On the website Descendants of William Raines, their marriage year is given as 1755 in Brunswick County, Virginia. Besides Ann, their children are listed as Hartwell, Frances, Mary, Nathaniel, and Susannah. This website indicates that Nathaniel served as a Captain in the Revolutionary War and gives his death year as 1789 in Virginia.

Virginia, Marriages, 1660-1800 about Nathaniel Raines

Name:Nathaniel Raines
Spouse:Susan Parham
Marriage Date:18 May 1796
Marriage Location:Brunswick County, Virginia

Name:Nathaniel Raines
Spouse:Susannah Parham
Parents:William Raines, Angelica Wynne
Birth Place:Surry, Albemarle Parish, VA
Birth Date:3 May 1748
Marriage Place:Brunswick
Marriage Date:1766

I didn't find a record for a Captain Nathaniel Raines on, but I found a Nathaniel Raine (without the 's'). One service record says "Nathaniel Raines" and that it is "filed with Nathaniel Raine." The pension record for Nathaniel Raine notes that he has a wife but doesn't give her name. This Nathaniel Raine served as a Corporal with the Virginia Regiment during the war and was living in Kentucky at the time he filed for a pension in 1819. I don't think this is the same person as my Nathaniel Raines.

As with many of my ancestors, I need to do more research to find out more about Susannah.


This post is part of the 52 Ancestors in 52 Weeks challenge by genealogist Amy Crow at No Story Too Small.


Monday, August 25, 2014

52 Weeks of Sharing Our Memories - School's Out for Summer!

This post is part of the 52 Weeks of Writing our Memories by Lorine McGinnis Schulze at Olive Tree Genealogy who has challenged us to write our memories for our future generations.

I couldn't wait for school to get out for the summer! I think the last few days of school were sheer agony. I've written previously about what I did during the summer in my post 52 Weeks of Sharing Our Memories - Summer Time Fun.

Here I am with my oldest brother in 1959. I don't think this was taken in the summer, though.
We're dressed more for fall weather.

Besides playing outside most of the time, I read books. Our local library had a reading program all summer. We could check out at least five books each week. They'd have our names on a piece of paper that would be moved from poster to poster (depending on how many books we'd read) high up on the wall above the books. We could check our progress plus see the progress of our friends. I hated to see that any of my friends were ahead of me.

I've recently been riding my bike again. I've been going down the streets where I used to play as a kid. It sure brought back memories of summer fun, playing outside, and riding bikes!


52 Ancestors in 52 Weeks - #33 Elizabeth Coleman

Elizabeth Coleman was my paternal 5th great grandmother. I don't know much about her. I have that she was born in 1704 in Virginia and died on September 21, 1769 in Culpeper County, Virginia. Her parents were Thomas Coleman and Mary Lord (or Lort). I probably got this information from family trees on when I first started researching my family tree.

Elizabeth was married to James Pendleton, my 5th great grandfather. She was James's second wife. I've seen Elizabeth's maiden name as Clayton on some trees on, but I think it's possible that folks are confusing her with James's brother Nathaniel who married Elizabeth Clayton.

Elizabeth Coleman and James Pendleton had three sons and one daughter: Henry (1733-1798), James (1735-1793), Anne (1740-1815), and Philip (1741-1793, my 4th great grandfather).

I suspect Coleman is correct as Elizabeth's maiden name, but I don't have any proof. Her son Philip named a son Coleman (my 3rd great grandfather). I've not seen the name Coleman anywhere else in my search. Another possibility is that she could have been married to a Coleman before she married James.

One day, I hope to find out more about Elizabeth.


This post is part of the 52 Ancestors in 52 Weeks challenge by genealogist Amy Crow at No Story Too Small.


Thursday, August 21, 2014

52 Weeks of Sharing Our Memories - Let's Visit Grandma!

This post is part of the 52 Weeks of Writing our Memories by Lorine McGinnis Schulze at Olive Tree Genealogy who has challenged us to write our memories for our future generations.

My maternal grandmother, Leona Roberts (Redles), died from breast cancer on April 19, 1955, a few months after I was born. Here's a photo of her holding me not too long before she died. I can tell from the photo just how ill she was. (I love the labels my dad wrote on these photos.)

My maternal grandmother Leona Roberts (Redles) and me in 1955.
Taken at the J. T. Roberts house.

She grew up in the J. T. Roberts house. The photo behind my blog title was taken of the Roberts clan on the side porch of that house. After the death of my grandfather William Redles, she moved back to the Roberts house with her daughters, my mom Leona and Aunt Catherine, and lived there with three of her sisters and their families. One of her brothers lived next door with another one of their sisters and her family. Everyone called the Roberts house the Big House (we still call it that). We continued to visit our relatives there for many years after my grandmother died.

I don't remember a lot about visits to my paternal grandmother Helen Brown's (Thomas, Pendleton) house. I remember picking up pecans in the back yard and playing in the front yard. I remember what the inside of her house looked like and the layout. I remember sneaking in her bedroom to smell her Jergens lotion. That scent still reminds me of her. She and my granddad Albert Pendleton Sr. lived in a stucco house on a quiet street--the same house my dad and his siblings grew up in. Below is a photo taken on their front porch.

My mother holding me on the left, in the center is my grandmother Helen Brown (Thomas, Pendleton), on the right is my Aunt Frances Thomas (McLaughlin) holding her son/my cousin Rob McLaughlin (we called him Bobby back then).

I enjoyed visiting Grandmama and Granddaddy (Helen and Albert) and going to the Big House where my great aunts and uncles lived and where Grandmother Leona and my mom and aunt grew up!


Friday, August 15, 2014

52 Ancestors in 52 Weeks - #32 Agnesia Zeigler

Agnesia Zeigler/Ziegler was my paternal 5th great grandmother. She was born about 1738 to Johann Michael Zeigler and his wife Agnesia. She had at least one brother, Lucas, According to a compilation of records by George F. Jones, Johann Zeigler was Swabian from "Giengen an der Fils by Ulm" in southern Germany. Mr. Jones notes that Johann's wife Agnesia was a Hermann before her marriage.[1]

Agnesia married Jacob Casper Waldhauer on June 27, 1758, in Effingham County, Georgia. I have seven children listed for them: Margaret (1759-1841), Lydia (1760-1762), Elizabeth (1763-1842), George (1764-1766), Hannah (1767-1846), John Casper (1768-1830, my 4th great grandfather and husband of Mary Floerl and father of Elizabeth Waldhauer), and Salome (1780-1857).

Effingham County, Georgia, as of 1825 (map from

I attempted to do some additional research into Agnesia in the Salzburger/Georgia Germans books in the genealogy room at my local library, but the records were confusing since her mother has the same name. I had that she was born in Germany, but I removed that since I couldn't find any information to confirm when her parents came to Georgia or where Agnesia was born. More research will need to be done.


This post is part of the 52 Ancestors in 52 Weeks challenge by genealogist Amy Crow at No Story Too Small.

[1] George F. Jones. The Germans of Colonial Georgia 1733-1783, Genealogical Publishing Company Inc., Baltimore, 1986, p. 126

Wednesday, August 13, 2014

52 Weeks of Sharing Our Memories - Liar Liar Pants on Fire

This post is part of the 52 Weeks of Writing our Memories by Lorine McGinnis Schulze at Olive Tree Genealogy who has challenged us to write our memories for our future generations.

Did I tell fibs when I was a kid? You bet. I remember one fib in particular. I was about five and half years old when my oldest sister was born. We shared a bedroom because there were only three bedrooms in the house at the time. My two younger brothers shared a room and my parents had their master bedroom. One morning, when my sister was still a baby, I woke up to a wet bed, so I took her out of her bed and put her in mine. When our mom came into our room, I told her my baby sister had wet my bed. Mom picked her up to change her diaper only to discover that she wasn't wet! Busted! Mom said something like, "But her diaper is dry!" So I said, "Well, I changed her." My mom could tell by the look on my face that I was telling a fib. I don't remember what she said next, but I knew she didn't believe me. I remember feeling very embarrassed.

Here I am holding my baby sister in 1960


Thursday, August 7, 2014

52 Ancestors in 52 Weeks - #31 The Liming Sisters

I became curious about my maternal great grandmother Isabella Liming's sisters when my cousin Ken Redles asked for help in identifying four unknown women in some photos that our cousin David has in his collection. David and I are Liming descendants on our Redles line. After some research, comparing the photos with other photos, and emails back and forth, Ken and I thought that it's possible the photos are of three of the Liming sisters and their mother Anna Morris, but we'd need more clues to confirm.

In the midst of this, I realized I know very little about two of Isabella's sisters: Sarah and Anna/Annie. I knew a bit about her sisters Henrietta (born around 1838) and Helen (born October 1, 1847). Henrietta never married and died on November 7, 1915, in Philadelphia. Helen married John H. Scott in 1869. She had one son whom I met when I was 12, Forrest Holmes Scott. She died on April 21, 1924.

The oldest sister Sarah was born around 1836. So far, I haven't been able to find out anything else about her. She's listed in the 1860 census with her parents and siblings at the age of 24.

Anna/Annie was born around 1841 or 1843. I found a marriage record for Annie M. Liming and Edward J. Tucker who were married on January 15, 1867, at Trinity Episcopal Church in Philadelphia.[1] I wasn't sure if she was my Aunt Anna until I found a death certificate for Ann Tucker who died on December 14, 1869. The certificate lists the address of 1220 South 2nd Street in Philadelphia .[2] That is the home of Aunt Anna's parents (my 2nd great grandparents) William and Anna Morris Liming.

Death certificate for Anna Liming Tucker (from

Then I found Anna's husband Edward Tucker listed in the 1870 census with her brother John Liming and family.[3] I haven't found if Anna and Edward had any children. There aren't any listed with Edward in the 1870 census.

The Liming family hasn't been easy to research. Their last name is transcribed in many different ways! Not to mention the many folks who have the same first names as my Liming relatives.


This post is part of the 52 Ancestors in 52 Weeks challenge by genealogist Amy Crow at No Story Too Small.

[1] Pennsylvania and New Jersey, Church and Town Records, 1708-1985 for Annie M. Liming and Edward J. Tucker. Historical Society of Pennsylvania Historic Pennsylvania Church and Town Records; Reel 977

[2] "Pennsylvania, Philadelphia City Death Certificates, 1803-1915," index and images, FamilySearch ( : accessed 05 Aug 2014), 004010097 > image 669 of 1176; citing Department of Records

[1] 1870 U.S. Federal Census, Philadelphia Ward 26, District 6 (2nd Enumeration), Philadelphia for Edward J. Tucker and John Liming.

Tuesday, August 5, 2014

52 Weeks of Sharing Our Memories - "You're Grounded!"

This post is part of the 52 Weeks of Writing our Memories by Lorine McGinnis Schulze at Olive Tree Genealogy who has challenged us to write our memories for our future generations.

I don't recall being grounded, but I was sent to my room for various infractions. I remember one time in particular. I'd been next door playing with a couple of my friends. I came home to get one of my dolls to take back over there. When I walked through the den, my mom asked me a question or said something to me. I gave her a sassy answer, so she sent me to my room. All I could think of was were my friends wondering what happened to me. I don't remember how long I stayed in my room, but it wasn't long. I remember constantly begging her to let me go play.

I don't remember ever getting a spanking, but according to my mom, I got them. She used to send my brothers outside to pick their own switches. She'd send them back out if they brought in one that she thought was insufficient. My brother Andy remembers bringing in a twig. And another time, he brought in a dead one so it would break if our mom used it. He was sent back out to get another one each time. Mom said she used to send me out, too, to pick mine, but I don't remember it. I got my mouth washed out with Ivory soap one time for egging my brother on to calling our mom a bad word. He got his washed out for saying it once, and I got mine washed out for telling him, "Say it again."

Here I am with my brother and partner in name-calling crime

My parents used to save the paddles that went to the ric-rac paddle game to spank us with, but I think it mainly served as a threat. Sometimes all they had to do was reach for it on the bookshelf in the den and we'd behave. I think it was mainly used on my brothers when it was used. If my parents spanked me with one, I've forgotten it. Andy drew a frowny face with tears on one of them. My parents kept it for years. I wonder what happened to it? I remember my dad saying sometimes, "Where's my belt?" as a threat, too. Although, it wasn't always a threat.

Since I don't remember getting spanked, it must mean that I was an angel (most of the time)!