My Trails into the Past

Calling all Genea-Musings Fans: It's Saturday Night again - time for some more Genealogy Fun!! Here is our assignment from Randy Seaver of Genea-Musings : 1) Tomorrow is Valentine's Day. Write about how you met the love of your life. No fair picking "genealogy" as the love! 2) Put it in your own blog post, in a comment to this post, or in a Facebook post. Please leave a link in a comment to this post. I met my future husband, Norman, at a trolley museum. I was a member of the Walnut Creek Model Railroad Society and two of my friends, Bill Swindell and Jim Anthony, and I went up to visit the museum. All three of us like streetcars and wanted to see some up close.  I don't remember the details. We may have gone up during their spring festival when they ran most of the cars that were able to run. Anyway, we enjoyed the trip and decided to go up again and later volunteered to work there. We did projects in the shop, working on the old cars, learned to run the car...

This is my fourth year working on this year-long 52 Ancestors in 52 Weeks prompt, hosted by Amy Johnson Crow. I will write each week in one of my two blogs, either Mam-ma’s Southern Family or at My Trails into the Past. I have enjoyed writing about my children’s ancestors in new and exciting ways. My best memories of Valentine’s Day were during elementary school when we would buy small cards, sign our name, and drop them off in the decorated box in the classroom. Everyone gave cards and everyone received them. Two classmates were in charge of delivering the cards to everyone. When my mother was room mother, she always decorated an apple or orange cardboard box she likely got from my father, who worked in the produce department at the local grocery store, LoRay. The boxes were covered in red, white, and pink paper along with lacy doilies, cupid cut-outs, and hearts pasted to them. My mother’s boxes were beautiful! I sure wish I had a photo of one of the boxes she made. I tried sea...

It's Saturday Night - time for more Genealogy Fun! Randy Seaver of Genea-Musing has our assignment for tonight: Valentine's Day was yesterday, 14 February...   Your mission, should you decide to accept it (cue the Mission Impossible music here) is to: 1) Recall a memory of a Valentine's Day in your life. Is it the first love of your life? A special day with your lover, spouse or significant other? Do you have a picture of a Valentine's Day event, or a special Valentine that you received, to share. 2 ) Describe your Valentine's Day memory, activity and/or image in a blog post of your own, a comment to this blog post, or in a comment/post on Facebook. 3) Have fun remembering a special day. I have no real memories of love interests that concern Valentine’s Day. My best memories of Valentine’s Day were during elementary school when we would buy small cards, sign our name, and drop them off in the decorated box in the classroom. Everyone gave cards...

I am working on this year-long prompt, hosted by  Amy Johnson Crow . I will write each week in one of my two blogs, either  Mam-ma’s Southern Family   or at  My Trails Into the Past . I’m looking forward to writing about my children’s ancestors in new and exciting ways. Two very memorable Valentine’s Days occurred one year apart in our family. In 1979, my parents were hosting a Valentine’s Day dinner with our immediate family when we got the call that our Nana had died. One year later, my brother, Steve. married his sweetheart, Tami. Nana with 13 of the grandchildren Anna Marie Sullivan Hork was eighty-six years old when she died. She was living in a convalescent home when she died. She was the grandmother of sixteen children and mother of three daughters and one son. She spent most of her life as a school teacher, teaching in Napa, California at a one-room schoolhouse on the Silverado Trail, and later in Concord at Williams School. She also substit...