Eleanor Allen Schrepel-From Ireland to the Mormon Promised Land

Eleanor Allen Schrepel

I am so excited that I found a photo of this woman!  This is Eleanor Allen, who married John Frederick Schrepel in 1865.  Their daughter Louisa Schrepel married John J. Downer their son John Albert Sr. is my Grandfather.
She was a Mormon Pioneer and part of the Martin Handcart company that walked 1200 miles from Iowa to Salt Lake City Utah and nearly didn’t survive! Continue reading

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The Case for Elizabeth Gibson Being Daughter of Demarcus and MaryAnn Walker

Updated 11/2016, see below.

Many people have seen the 1850 Crawford County Missouri census with “my” Elizabeth Gibson and her three children (Hannah Parilee, Joseph Kelly and Willa Ann Gibson) living with Demarcus and MaryAnn Blevins Walker, and many have just assumed she was their grown daughter.

But we can’t make that assumption, especially because at the same time there is an E. (Emmaline) Arney living there too. She is a cousin to MaryAnn, likely looking for a husband among three eligible cousins and she does eventually marry the eldest Walker son in residence, George Washington Walker.
So we cannot assume that Elizabeth Gibson is their daughter. Continue reading

Uncles-Great Grandma and Uncle Thom, notes, part 2

I found a note written by me-a little paragraph told to me by my dad John William Crabtree, in June 1993, so this would be about six months before he died. It says Little Grandma (Rosa Crabtree) was a widow with seven children. With no doctor around she knew that just down the road on the other side of the Merrimack River was the 
“Root Diggers Nation” a group of Indians who ‘dug roots’ and used them for medicine, and apparently sold them to others too. If the Pennocks (a family who live near the Root Diggers) came by her house in their wagon she would ask them to get her some herbs for her and bring them next time they came by.

Speaking of Rosa, my cousin and I have shared stories about intuition and ghosts and such, and she is the one that told me that Rosa did see ghosts and would occasionally hear her front gate opening and would casually tell people that that was a ghost coming to visit. She once saw a ghost man and his ghost horse riding down the road, and remark to her daughter that she had seen him before and he was looking for his cows.

Regarding Uncle Thom, my father and he were very close, because although they were uncle and nephew they were only 10 years apart in age. My dad says he remembers being out at the cistern with Tom brushing their teeth with Colgate toothpaste and he was wetting his brush and a glass of water. Tom taught my dad how to brush his teeth properly.

Uncles-A letter from Uncle Thom

Uncle Thom (Thomas) was my Grandfather John Willis Crabtree’s baby brother.Thom Crabtree

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Letter to Dorothy Braunsdorf and her mother, Alice (Alice’s mother is Lily, Tom’s half sister)
dated December 1, 1992, Tacoma, Washington

Dear Dottie and Alice,
I see I have several letters waiting to be answered and felt yours is the most important we always enjoy hearing from you.

(Here he goes on about what they had for Thanksgiving dinner.)
Anyway we had a delicious dinner including turkey and dressing….

Thanks for the interesting or maybe I should say “cute letters” from our(1) great great grandma Goddard. I never knew her but I know our(2) grandpa Goddard was a character. I remember when he died. I was a kid 10 years old and he died a very painful death from gangrene of his foot I remember asking him how his foot felt and he said “it burns like fire”.
Alice Rosaline Goddard CrabtreeI recall a number of family members who return to our little house there and Bourbon so my little mom could nurse them through their final illness. There must’ve been six or eight of them through the years, uncles aunts and cousins. She was a woman whose heart was so big she just couldn’t say no to anybody who needed her care.

And I doubt she ever received a five dollar bill from anybody she helped. I feel sure you are aware that for several years she acted as the community midwife of Bourbon and I’m sure that during that time she rarely ever was paid for her services. And I will always remember getting up as a kid and asking about mom only to be told “Oh, Mrs. _____ needed her and they came and got her about 4 o’clock” (in the morning). Come to think about it if she was still living today (December 1) it would be her 128th birthday.
But enough of this.

 

Ernest Sylvester "Pooge" Crabtree I have one mother(3) that I wonder if you know about. Do you have any info about the life of my brother Ernest-commonly called “Pooge”? (4) During World War I while in the service he was assigned to a battery of engineers and shipped to Babylon, Long Island, New York. I have no idea how long he was stationed there possibly a year or more. During this time he met a nice local girl, fell in love and they produced a daughter.
For some time he kept this quiet and often he was shipped back from there he never wrote the girl. He had very little formal schooling (my guess would be around the third grade level) but somehow she got our address there in Bourbon and wrote to our mom. She immediately made Pooge fess up and tell her the whole story. I never heard anymore but I’m sure the mother never came to Bourbon and Pooge never went back to New York. And I never heard anything more about the girl so he so have no idea where she is or what became of her.
So much for any contribution to family history.
Considering the state of my health I am well aware I might kick off any time but we hope you and your mom will have the happiest Christmas ever and we hope the new year will be the best you can remember.
Take care and keep in touch.
Love always Tom and Dodie

P.S. thanks for all the info about family history. I do appreciate your efforts.
T. C.

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*Notes:
1-I am pretty sure that when Tom is talking about “OUR” great great grandma, he means Dorothy’s, because this is literally one generation talking to the two below him-his niece and great niece. He is referring to his MOTHER, Alice Rosaline Goddard Crabtree. The story I was told was when she needed to treat an illness she would go across the river (Merrimac) and buy herbs for medicine from the “Root Diggers” (native people in S.E. Missouri.
In another Note from Thom he says: “For quite a long time she (his mother) was the community’s number one midwife and must’ve delivered 25 babies during that time. She was also the number one practical nurse during the time, and would never deny her help to anyone who needed her. Despite the fact she rarely ever was paid any cash. Mostly chickens or eggs or some kind of fruit or canned goods. In view of the life she lived in all the kindnesses she did for just about anybody who needed her, someone, maybe you, should write a book about her…”

2-When he talks about “OUR” grandfather, he is talking about HIS Grandfather, John Willis Goddard. So Thom would have been 12 when he died.

3-He doesn’t mean his literal mother-he means a mother in his files.

4-Ernest never married. He had a severe drinking problem and had difficulty holding a job for any length of time.
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Note re. John Willis Goddard:
According to Tom, his grandpa Goddard was a very outspoken Republican, who served in the Missouri militia for a matter of some weeks, with ____ at Rolla, and at one time fired a Frisco locomotive between Stanton and Rolla.

Notes about Thom himself:
Tom was born in 1907, and somehow was able to travel from border to border and coast-to-coast by train, during the depression years in the 1930s. He said he enjoyed every mile of it. He said he rode in coaches (chair cars if he was lucky) and had meals in the diner car, which was quite a thrill for poor country boy. 
He and his wife Dorothy had no children, but he was very fond of all his nieces, nephews and great nieces and nephews.
Frank CrabtreeWhen I lived in Bangor, Washington, 1983-1986, my first husband, Brad, and I would go visit them for Thanksgiving Dinner. Uncle Frank, from Douglas, AZ was present at one of these dinners, and they gave me a copy of John Willis Goddard’s diary. I was reading through it, looking at dates when I discovered there were only about four months between the time when he married Hannah Parilee Gibson, and their daughter Alice Rosaline (Thom and Frank’s mother) was born. I said “Hey, wait a minute! My mom told me stuff like that didn’t happen back then!” and they ROARED with laughter.

Side Note:
Thom and Frank always had fun with the fact that Frank was born in 1897, Thom (his half brother) in 1907, and their older brother John’s boy John (my dad) born in 1917. That’s how they could always tell their ages, by how old the other one was plus or minus ten years.

Basic Family Chart

I’ve made a basit “Fan Chart” here, with myself in the middle, and showing my mother and father, grandparents and great grandparents.
This is the chart I will use to reference all biographies of specific people in my ancestry.
For instance, if I want to do a “spotlight” on Nancy Raines, from whom all the Welsh and European royalty come, I will reference this fan chart by saying, “Nancy Raines, ancestor of Christina Whitecotton.” So I will always refer to one of the people on this chart, so that everyone can get some idea of which “branch” of the tree we’re talking about.

One of the reasons for only going this far on the chart is that my maternal grandmother’s families are a mystery, beyond what is here. In genealogy they call this “a brick wall” because we can’t see or find information behind it.
On the other hand, I call Christina Whitecotton, descendent of Nancy Raines a “Jackpot” or “Mother Lode” because when I tapped into Nancy Raines’ parents, I tapped into genealogies going back to in some cases 700 AD!

Note to nieces and nephews (not greats) the center dot (me) represents HALF of your genealogy. If I live long enough I might get to your other halves…but for now, that’s on you.

If anyone reading this recognizes someone that they’d like my information, please contact me here. I am new to gedcom files, etc. and have just loaded my info onto GEDMATCH.Com, I also have a profile on 23andme.com so I should be able to share what I have, and in turn, if you see something you think I might not have, or have not posted about yet, please let me know!

Click on the chart below for a larger version:

Family Genealogy Fan Chart

 

Why “Finding Grandmothers”?

I thought of this name a few years ago. It was the title of a piece of writing that I never published anywhere. Some pertinent information has changed, so I need a major re-write on it, but the gist of the story is this.

Alice2In 2002 I had a horrible year. Everything that was lose-able, I lost. Let’s just leave it at that. So by 2003 I was licking my wounds, rebuilding a life, and I strongly felt a grandmotherly presence. I do that. Feel things. My cousin says in inherited that from my Great Grandma. They called her “Little Grandma”. Her name was Alice Rosaline Goddard (see photo) and she married Alexander and then Sylvester Crabtree. Her father had the Cherokee blood, and everyone said that Little Grandma could see and hear spirits. I think some of that has been passed down.

In 2003 I just always felt comforted, watched over, and that feeling and events that encouraged that idea lasted til about 2006. So really the “Finding Grandmothers” started when I realized that presence was a grandmother. Alice perhaps. I started to do genealogy work on Alice’s father John Goddard, determined to find that Cherokee line. That started in May 2007 when something in my back went “spoing” and I laid flat on my back for 10 days. Couldn’t do much else but surf the internet. Since then my search has finally moved outward, to other branches of the family tree. I never could find much solid evidence of the Cherokees.

As I’ve researched, over the last seven years, I’ve aged. This seems to have been that peak time where I’ve gone from young to older. Topped the hill and started down the backside, so to speak. In finding my grandmothers-or rather greats and great-greats (all the way back to the 700’s now, I think in some cases) I’ve been finding myself. I never had a child, so there won’t be grandchildren-I won’t actually BE a grandmother, but I will be old. I will be aging, with grace perhaps. Another 20 to 40 years to really LOVE my life and live it for the right reasons-rather than all of the impetuous and silly reasons of youth. Deliberate living! Being a “Wise Crone”.

So for me, as I am finding my grandmothers, I am finding pieces of myself. Not just my ancestry but snapshots of older women that I resemble now, in lines around my mouth, the never-graying hair or the hearing of spirits.
Finding grandmothers. Finding me.