Sepia Saturday challenges bloggers to share family history through old photographs.
During the month of March, I will be shining the light on
my Irish roots.
This week’s Sepia Saturday photo plus my commitment to focus on my Irish roots this month led me to this photo:
It’s a group all right, and it’s a mighty fortress, but of a different kind – St. Paul’s Catholic Church in downtown Portsmouth, Virginia.
The occasion may have been to welcome the newest addition to the family: Patrick Reeves, son of my father’s cousin Mary Evelyn “Ebbie” Holland Reeves and her husband James, grandson of my father’s aunt Mae Killeen Holland, and nephew of the numerous Killeen and Walsh aunts and uncles.
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Margee, Lillie holding Patrick, Helen Photo courtesy of Cliff Reeves |
I have written often about my granny’s sisters, all but one: Margee (pronounced with a hard “G” not soft like a “J”). Honestly, I have no memory of her although my sister insists that I would have seen her at the home of our grandaunt Helen Killeen Parker. Aunt Helen often hosted family gatherings and celebrations. More often than not, I had no clue who all those people were.
A generous gift of a flash drive filled with Holland and Reeves photos was sent to me by my second cousin Cliff Reeves, younger brother of the baby in the photo. Seeing Margee in Cliff’s collection made me give her family a little more attention this week.
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Margee about 1919 |
Margaret Mary Killeen Sprott, better known as Margee, was born in 1901, the fourth child of Mary Theresa Sheehan and John Joseph Killeen. She worked as a stenographer for the railroad prior to marrying Otto James “Jack” Sprott in 1928. (Jack Sprott – very difficult not to say “Spratt”!) Jack served in the Marines in World War I. Afterwards he worked for the railroad, then a truck line, and finally with a company specializing in interstate traffic adjustment (not sure what that is – sounds important but could be just a fancy term for putting cones in the road HA HA).
Margee and Jack raised two boys, William James “Billy”
and Joseph Berry. They lived in the Ocean View area of Norfolk. If they did not
actually own some beach cottages, they at least managed them. My father often
spoke of riding the trolley to Ocean View in the summer, apparently hanging out
with his Sprott cousins.
One of my Holland cousins told about the time her family
went to visit Margee at the cottages. She had been cleaning up after guests
left and had fallen asleep in a chair, her legs sprung, and tip money just out
in the open in the folds of her skirt.
Margee and Jack had at least 4 grandchildren that I know
of. I know very little else other than Margee, like her brother and two of her
sisters, was a hopeless alcoholic. What is it with the Irish and alcoholism?
How can half the children in a family escape the disease and the other half can’t
conquer it?
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Easter 1951 |
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Wendy
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