While driving down the lane to my grandparent’s family home, so many emotions tugged at my heart. Stories about my family swirled in my head as I slowly approached the old cabin. Weaving along the dirt road, I wished that my mother were with me, so she could answer the many questions that started to form as I took my first glimpse back into time. Continue reading “The Unexpected Road Trip: The Ranch ~ July 22”
At six foot two, this large man could hold his own, and he wasn’t afraid to stand firm in his beliefs. He lived by his own convictions even when his ideals went against the norm. This man was always outspoken and always controversial; Samuel Houston has continued to live on as one of our nation’s most imaginative and outrageous characters. He was born on March 2, 1793 in Timber Ridge, Virginia to his parents, Samuel Houston and Elizabeth Paxton. His father died when he was thirteen years old, and his mother moved the family to Tennessee and settled the family on a farm in Maryville. Since he did not enjoy working on his family farm, he escaped his older brother’s efforts to train him as a farmer. In time, the young rebel ran away and lived with a local Cherokee tribe, and he was given the name “Black Raven.” He lived with his new family for about three years, so he learned their customs and their language. Continue reading “The Legendary Samuel Houston”
Land on both feet.
Little Man aka Jaxon following after his big brothers. This little guy knows no fear, and he is always up for his next challenge. His adventurous ways and huge heart always makes me smile. Love you to the moon and back! Continue reading “More Sweet Moments with Family Photos”
Following in his brothers’ footsteps, Philip Hupp became a frontiersman and an adventurer. This brave man served in the Revolutionary War and fought to keep family and neighbors safe in frontier homes they forged in the wilderness of Viriginia, Pennsylvania, and Ohio. Continue reading “The Adventures of Philip Hupp”
Lately, I have become obsessed with the “missing years” of my grandmother’s childhood. After her mother died in 1913, I have tried to find keys to her past, especially the years 1913–1928. With this in mind, I have decided to create a timeline of her childhood to help me keep track of my favorite grandmother.
- As I continue to find information, I will update this blog.
One ancestor that had a homestead was my grandmother, Elva Bryant. For years after her mother died, my grandmother lived with family and friends and never really had a home of her own. When she finally had her land and her cabin, I often wondered how she felt when she stepped through the door of her new home and knew it was really her very own place. Continue reading “No Place Like Home”
One, two, three…um four times married?! One grandmother, that I recently discovered, married several times. Although some information suggested that she might have been married five times, I discovered three actual husbands that came with marriage licenses. What do ya say? Go Granny! In an age nearing Victorian prudence, I am not to sure how my 3x grandmother would have fit into the social climate of her day, but it seems she kept trying until she found the right fit! Continue reading “Wedding Bells”