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     Most people outside of East Central Ohio probably have never heard of Roscoe Village.  Located in Tuscarawas Township, Coshocton City, Coshocton County, Ohio, it sits off of the Ohio and Erie Canal.  Coshocton County was formed from the Muskingum and Tuscarawas counties in December 1810 and takes its name from the Delaware Indian word meaning “black bear town” (cush-og-wenk) or “union of waters” (“coshoc-gung”)[Source: Wikipedia].  The first canal boat docked at Roscoe Village in 1830 bringing people and goods into this area of Ohio.

     Today Roscoe Village has become a part of living history with guided historical tours and festivals annually to celebrate its significance.

     My great-great-grandfather, William Amore, born in the Albany area of New York in 1828, found his way to Coshocton County by 1848.  His grandson (my great-uncle), Isaiah “Zade” Henderson Amore recounted in a letter to the editor of the Coshocton Tribune in 1971, “Inasmuch as my grandfather, William Amore, was a mule-driver on the Erie Canal prior to 1850 . . .” 

     I believe, though I haven’t any documented proof, that William, wanting to leave New York to find land of his own, migrated toward Ohio via the Erie Canal around the age of 16-18 years old.  Perhaps his own father or both of his parents had died or were facing difficult economic times, and William wanted to strike out on his own.  Upon reaching the state of Ohio, he more than likely traveled down river until he reached Roscoe Village and Coshocton County.  Sometime before 1850 he became a mule driver on the Erie Canal to earn a wage in order to live.  It is known that he married in 1848 to Frances Price who only lived two years more.

     In the 1850 Census William is found living in Oxford Township, Coshocton County, with the Thomas Buck family and gave his occupation as Shoemaker (a trade he would pass down to his oldest son, William Henry Amore).  William married a second time to Charlotte (Reed of Imons – depending on what document is to be believed) who gave him five sons of which three died very young.  With is third wife, Elizabeth Spencer, the family increased by seven more children – three sons also dying as children or infants.  Elizabeth lived many years after William, who passed away on February 9, 1896.  He had spent his life as a mule driver and then shoemaker.

     William’s oldest son, William Henry (or “Henry” as he was known), also took up the cobbler trade.  He and his wife, Mary Angelina Werts (“Annie”) lived in Roscoe for many years.  His granddaughter reflected, “When us kids were younger, we used to go over to Roscoe to visit my grandparents (Pop’s mother and father). Grandpa had a shoe shop in one end of the kitchen and then later he did have a little shop just down on the hill about one half block from their house.” 

    Cobbler Shop in Roscoe Henry & Annie Amore\'s house in Roscoe 

     Cobbler Shop & Henry Amore Home

     The first family reunion was held at William and Annie’s home in Roscoe on May 25, 1924.  Subsequent reunions were held at the Grange Hall at the Coshocton County Fairgrounds.

Henry’s son, Lloyd William Amore, the fourth of seven children, and his wife, Ella Marie (House), lived above the Roscoe General Store in the early 1900s shortly after they were married.  In one of those rooms some of my aunts and uncles were born! 

    

Roscoe General Store

     My paternal side has a long and endearing connection to Roscoe Village and Coshocton County, Ohio.  I was fortunate to feel some of that connection as a child when we would visit relatives who lived there or attend one of the many family reunions.  I wish that today as an adult who has discovered so much more than I thought I could about my family history, that I could visit that historic town again.  To stand on the banks of the canals and rivers and picture William Amore driving the mule.  To sit on the porch of Henry and Annie’s home in Roscoe and picture the 100+ family members gathered together over 80 years ago at the first reunion.  To visit the Roscoe General Store and hear in my mind the cries of the newborn babies – my father’s older siblings.  To visit Coshocton High School where my dad graduated and to visit the graves of ancestors I never got a chance to meet.  Those opportunities are waiting for me – just as my ancestors are waiting through their wills, graves, birth records and more, for me to find them. 

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Tomorrow’s CoG

Stay tuned and come back tomorrow when I make my post to be added to the Carnival of Genealogy managed by http://creativegene.blogspot.com .  The post will be about a place an ancestor lived.  What will I post about?  Rush County, Indiana?  Madison County, Indiana?  Hartford, Conn?  Coshocton, Ohio?  Or some other location?  You’ll just have to stay tuned!  And are you contributing something?  I’d like to challenge readers to go to Creative Gene and read what the submissions should be and then write up your own post and contribute them to the CoG this week.  And if you are unable to do that on such short notice, please read as many of them as you can and then send comments to those you do read.

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What Accent Do You Have?

Ever since my children were old enough to be in school and notice how others talked, they’ve laughed at how I’ve pronounced some words.  When I wash the dishes, I “woish” or “warsh” (mainly it’s the former) as I grew up in Ohio & that’s how we pronounced it.  I really have to think when I say it anymore in order to pronounce it the correct way “w-ah-sh”.  There is no “oi” or “r” in that word – at least that’s what the children say!  I also realized after I moved to North Texas that “pop” is the sound firecrackers make – not the carbonated liquid we drink.  That is “soda”.  Unless you are under 18 – then everything is “Coke”.  “What kind of coke do you want? A root beer or a Dr. Pepper?”  UGH!  A supervisor I used to have a long ways back used to laugh when I told him I was going “home”.  Somehow – and I’ve picked up on this when I listen to others from the Midwest – the “o” in that word just sounds different.  Now when I go back to visit my relatives in southwestern Ohio, they tell me I have picked up a bit of the Texas twang.  Oh, well! 

Thanks to a link from http://creativegene.blogspot.com that led me to http://desktopgenealogistunplugged.blogspot.com   I found a quiz on “What Accent Do You Have?”  I took the quiz & my accent is from the “Midland”.  It says:

“You have a Midland accent” is just another way of saying “you don’t have an accent.” You probably are from the Midland (Pennsylvania, southern Ohio, southern Indiana, southern Illinois, and Missouri) but then for all we know you could be from Florida or Charleston or one of those big southern cities like Atlanta or Dallas. You have a good voice for TV and radio.

If you would like to take your own quiz – you can either go to http://desktopgenealogistunplugged.blogspot.com to get the link or go directly to: http://www.gotoquiz.com/what_american_accent_do_you_have .

Go ahead – try it!  See what you come up with!

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Have you given any thought to how music has shaped your life?  What was your first concious thought about the songs that surround you?  What was your first record/CD/downloadable song?  What type of music did your parents or grandparents or even great-grandparents listen to?  Do you have memories of them listening to music – and what type?  Are there people in your family who enjoyed dancing? What type of music did they (or do they) dance to?

My parents and grandparents listened to the Big Band Sounds.  I grew up watching the “Lawrence Welk Show” at my grandparents every Saturday night.  My mom still has the old 78s of lots of the older music.  So I developed a healthy appreciation for that music. 

The first song I remember that “took me away” was “Aquarius” by the Fifth Dimension.  I loved that song, memorized that song, and wanted it played on the radio as often as possible.  After that it was probably “Raindrops Keep Falling” by BJ Thomas, theme song for “Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid”.  Knew all the words and sang along. 

My parents loved to dance and I think if my mom had her way, she’d still be dancing all the time.  She liked the ballroom style, the 40s jitterbug, and even square dancing.  All of this was brought back to me yesterday as I sat listening to a jazz band concert.  Especially when they played Glenn Miller’s “In the Mood”.  In my mind’s eye, I could see my mom jitterbugging to this song – smiling, laughing and having a great time.  It’s how I believe she did dance for I was born way after this song was popular and rarely did I see my parents dance.

What music shaped your life – directly or indirectly?

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covered now with lines and traces . . .” Yeah, you remember the old song (“Traces”) – how many of us still confine those historical photographs to magnetic, un-archival albums or boxes that aren’t meant for long term storage or in damp or extremely hot conditions?  What about all those documents – birth & death records, old letters, diaries, or other items?  Before your photographs and documents start to fade, yellow, or crumble please do several things to preserve them. 

  1. Scan them and save them to removable storage (disc, flash drive, something) and then save them again.  Keep one removable storage device someplace else like your safety deposit box.  If a fire swept through your home or heaven forbid, another Katrina hits, maybe at least one of your storage devices will survive long after the original documents have been destroyed.
  2. Copy them – the old fashioned way.  Then when you attend family reunions or travel to a Family History Center (FHC) or a NARA (National Archives and Records Administration) location, a library or a distant location where your ancestors lived, you have the copy to take with you in order to compare facts.  Never take Original documents with you when doing research.  Anything can happen between point A and point B.
  3. Transcribe them – if you have been lucky enough to inherit or “find” old letters or diaries, do your best to transcribe – grammatical and spelling errors and all – these gold mines of information.  If your great-grandmother wrote about traveling from the mid-west to California, it’s so much easier to have a transcribed, computerized version up in one window of your computer while you are researching migration routes, towns on their way, etc. then trying to hold open a very delicate and old book while doing your googling.
  4. Scan them, copy them, and transcribe them!  Then make sure the originals are somewhere safe – not in the hot attic or dampy and moldy basement.  Unless your attic is temperature controlled and your basement has been “finished out”, is temperature controlled and the storage container meets all archival and pH requirements for holding papers.  And please don’t mix photographs and newsprint.  The acid and wood fibers (lignin) in the old newspapers could damage your photographs.  And please don’t subject your photographs – especially tintypes or daurraguetypes to harsh sunlight.

 

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Inherited Traits

I’m a little late for the latest Carnival of Genealogy (CoG) at Creative Gene (see link at the right), but I wanted to add my 2 cents.  The theme was Inherited Traits or Genes.  Most everyone on my paternal side has brown hair – which is probably where I got it.  My maternal side has either brown or black hair.  Now the brown hair has differing degrees.  Some are light-headed brunettes, some of us have some red in their hair and my dad’s mother was auburn haired – as is my niece.  The blue eyes came from just about everyone on both sides except my mom – she has hazel eyes and her father had dark eyes.  Her mom had blue eyes and so does my dad’s side of the family.  When I was very young, everyone asked me where I got my blue eyes from.  They were that dark, sapphire color of blue.  As I’ve grown older, they are more of a sky blue.  My son and oldest daughter have bright blue eyes.  All four of my children were born with beautiful dark blue eyes.  The other two now have hazel eyes (switches from green to amber to brown) and green eyes. 

My creative genes I get from both parents.  My dad is a poet and amateur musician and my mother is very creative at needlework and sewing.  I can’t sew a straight line (although I’ve tried) but I can do cross stitch and needlepoint.  I have tons of poetry that I’ve written.  I think instead of doing lots of needlework I’ve been able to transfer that to graphic arts in laying out scrapbook pages, and working for a printer and a marketing department in paste-up.  I never figured out where my “theater” gene came from until a few years ago when I came across a picture of a play my mother was in when she was in high school.  I asked her why she never told me she liked to act in plays.  It was “oh, I don’t know”.  My mother was an avid sports player – she played basketball in high school and liked to golf.  She watches all sports on television – golf, baseball, basketball and college football.  I can never see a golf game and be very happy.  Many years ago my husband picked up the sport as a way to stay connected to people he was working with so I became a little familiar with it.  I like to watch a game of baseball if I am actually in the stands.  Saw a lot of Cincy Reds game growing up and had a great time.  I’ll watch pro-football every Sunday during the season (or Thursday, Friday or Saturday).  Not so much college unless Ohio and Michigan are playing!  The only basketball game I enjoyed watching was the very last game of my senior year in high school when I actually went to the game – hoping our team would qualify for the finals (they didn’t win).  As far as playing sports myself, I loved to play volleyball; was on a swim team in elementary school; and I like to bowl.  Flirted with the idea of trying out for the soccer team when I was in high school – that was before “selective” sports and the idea that if you hadn’t been playing it since you were able to walk, then you couldn’t play at all.  My dad really isn’t a sports junkie.  Both my parents cooked – in fact my dad used to bake eons ago – he still might, I don’t know.  It took me awhile to get the hang of cooking without a recipe.  First I had to get past the “too picky to eat anything that is mixed together” people.  For a long time as a young adult and when my children were very small, I couldn’t even think about making a casserole that might have a vegetable in it – hence, I was a pretty lousy cook because I decided I could care less!  Once I met someone who actually enjoyed my cooking and told me what a good cook I was, then meal time didn’t seem like a chore anymore. 

I’m sure there are a lot of other “traits” that I’ve inherited through the generations and I’m quite pleased with the ones I do have.  Go to http://creativegene.blogspot.com to read about other folks’ perception on their inherited traits.

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Photographs

OLD PHOTOGRAPHS

Reunion of the Caylor family

Caylor Family Reunion
pre-1921, probably Hamilton County, Indiana

 

My Great-Grandparents

My Great-Grandparents
John Lafayette & Katie J. (Blazer) Johnson

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Another Shout Out!

And if you didn’t get here through my website – then you need to go check that out!

http://wendylittrell.tripod.com/allmybranches.html

It has lots of information about my family history.

And if you are a stickler for “is my surname there?” because you’re a little ADD or too impatient then I’ll list those:

AMORE

HOUSE

WERTS/WERTZ

JOHNSON

GOUL

BLAZER

STERN

WILT

CAYLOR

BUSHONG

CLAWSON

MULLIS

Word of caution: Those aren’t the only surnames in my family file.  There are a lot of collateral lines with different names.  Some I have information on and some I don’t.  You’ll never know just by glancing at the above and discounting it.  Go check it out and let me know if we are related!

 

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Yep – you read that right!  A Harnessmaker!  Wanted to list the occupations of folks in my family history file so I spent a little time yesterday evening going through the list.  I haven’t input some occupations yet so this is really an incomplete listing.  Most of the occupations I’ve found either through censuses or obituaries or my own personal knowledge.  Most of the women in the censuses were usually “house keepers” or “house wives” or “homemakers” and that would be a ton of them.  I didn’t count those.  So here are some interesting facts:

The Top Occupations included: Farmer (38), Minister (11), and Teacher (8).  The ministers included 1 Nun, 1 elder in a church, and ministers who were evangelical, circuit riders, Officers in the Salvation Army, “First Church” (don’t know if that was Baptist or what), and Methodist.  The teachers included a principal and a college president.  Other occupations included:

Accountant/Auditor

Attorney           3

Business owner (store, distillery-2, printing, grocer -2, company, billiard parlor, metal fab, )

Military 3

(Indentured-1) servant – 3

Shoemaker       5

Railroad           2

Miner               7

Harness maker/miller-3/

Stone mason

Fireman

Painter              3

Baseball player

Stock buyer

Carpenter -5/farmer

Clerk (store) (office girl)

Teamster-2/blacksmith

Postal worker (post mistress, postmaster)

Doctor

Butcher

Farm hand        3

Steel worker

Seamstress       3

Engineer           3

Salesman (wholesale groceries -2, candy company, herff jones-2, clothing company, paint)

Teaming

Furnaceman (pottery)

Nurse               2

Ran a boarding house

Inventor

Machinist (press operator) 4

Laborer            5

Barber              2

Auto mechanic

Telephone operator      2

Delivery man

Logger             2

Stenographer

Hostess restaurant

Optician

Textile mill worker -2

Institutional cook

Civil service -2

Real estate broker/sales

Truck driver

Automotive

Plumber

Author

Medical receptionist

Patrolman

Singer

Photographer

Graphic artist

Dentist

Justice of the Peace

Casket maker

Office girl

Bank employee

Investment companies

Some people had two or three different occupations in their lifetime.  I’m not talking about doing the same type work at several different locatons.  My grandfather was a coal miner, a machine press operator for a novelty company, and a house painter.  My other grandfather started off as a “chauffeur” – not a limo driver – before going into the military for most of his life.  He also was a volunteer Fire Chief and employed with the Civil Service after his retirement from the military.  I think that researching the occupations is interesting.  Go find out what “chauffeur” was back in 1920 or what a Teamster was (not the same kind that Jimmy Hoffa was!).  Some are pretty self-explanatory.  What did you come up with?

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Shout Out!

If you’ve never browsed through Cyndi’s List (http://www.cyndislist.com) – you really need to!  Quit using the search engines on her site & start browsing!  She has tons of information on anything you might want – from Military to Immigration to Migrations to Occupations to Odds & Ends to Surnames to Censuses and on and on!  And if you are only looking for that ONE site to give you everything – well there isn’t such an animal.  Research takes a lot of time and effort!

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