Wednesday, July 14, 2021

On This Day - Sudie

Mary Susan Eppard Rucker
29 Oct 1875 - 14 July 1958

My maternal grandmother’s mother Mary Susan “Sudie” Eppard Rucker died on 14 July 1958.

Rucker house
I was in elementary school when she died, so my memory of her is rather faded. She had a beautiful Craftsman-style house on Fourth Street in Shenandoah, Virginia. In the parlor, the old stereoscope which she kept on a table kept me occupied quite a long time. My cousin recalls how Grandma Rucker always got mad at us when we played on the steps outside. We jumped back and forth from one side of the steps to the other – daredevils, that we were.

Sudie Rucker loved St Petersburg, Florida, for some unknown reason. She always brought back souvenirs – usually little ashtrays or other trinkets made of shells.

Sudie loved lemon drops. One time when Grandma gave her mother a box of chocolate candy, Sudie was not one bit polite. “Take it back. I only like lemon drops.” It became a family joke. Ironically enough, Grandma often had a bowl of lemon drops by her chair in her later years. Like mother – like daughter.

Wendy

© 2021, Wendy Mathias. All rights reserved.

Saturday, July 10, 2021

Sepia Saturday: Cat in the Hat

Sepia Saturday challenges bloggers to share family history through old photographs.


This week’s Sepia Saturday photo inspired any number of interpretations. However, I just could not resist the urge to be silly. No story, really, just photos of my grandaunt Catherine Walsh Barany – aka “Cat” – in a hat.

Cat in the middle

My great-grandmother Mary Theresa
and grandaunt Cat 
Ohh Cat fur!

My fav - Cat in THE Hat


Hats off to my fellow bloggers at Sepia Saturday!

PS - Thanks to Mr. Mike's comment from 2 Sepias ago, I updated my post because now I know "Where in the World" my grandaunt Lillie Killeen and her friend were.

Wendy

© 2021, Wendy Mathias. All rights reserved. 

Friday, July 9, 2021

Photo Friday - John F. Coleman

John Franklin Coleman
9 July 1883 - 2 August 1949

My grandfather’s cousin John Franklin Coleman was born 9 July 1883 in Shenandoah, Page County, Virginia. He was son of my great-grandmother’s sister Emma Jollett and her husband Andrew Jackson “Jack” Coleman.

Johnny, as he was called, worked his entire adult life as an engineer with the railroad. In census records, he is always enumerated as “single,” but on Find A Grave, a daughter is listed.

Wendy

© 2021, Wendy Mathias. All rights reserved.

Monday, July 5, 2021

52 Ancestors - FREE: My Patriots


Independence Day always gets me thinking about my patriot ancestors. In 2015, my sister and I were able to join the Daughters of the American Revolution through William Jordan of Albemarle County, Virginia. He was a private in the Virginia Militia, and for a short while he was a sergeant. I wrote about his service HERE and HERE.

Just about this time last year, our Virtual District I Virginia meeting included a workshop on how to find our patriots. The presenter threw down a challenge: find at least 5 more patriots in our direct line and submit supplemental applications.

What does that mean? Everyone who joins DAR must prove her bloodline to just one patriot, male OR female, who helped achieve independence for America. After an applicant is verified, she may then submit “supplemental” applications for other direct line patriot ancestors. Finding those extra patriots does not make anyone a “super member” or afford any privileges. While claiming numerous patriots is a source of pride for the member herself, her research might help future applicants prove their own lineage.

Before the presentation, I had never been much interested in submitting supplementals. But I do love a challenge. I didn’t find 5. I found 7. Here they are:

Elizabeth Rennolds Rucker

Yes, a woman. A patriot was not necessarily a soldier. Female patriots were typically widows or single women who were head of a household, probably inherited from their father. DAR credits Elizabeth with Patriotic Service for supplying beef to the army. She was born in Essex County, Virginia about 1708. She married Thomas Rucker in 1726, and the two moved to Culpeper County. He died prior to the Revolutionary War, leaving Elizabeth to run the household, which is why her name is recorded as the donor of beef. She died in 1788.

Thomas Rucker

This is Elizabeth Rennolds Rucker’s son. Like his mother, Thomas supplied beef. He was born about 1739 and died in 1808.

Public Claims, Culpeper County (VA) Court Booklet 1, p 31
"Do" means "Ditto"

William Herndon

William Herndon (1764 – before 1847) married Mary Rucker (1763-1835), daughter of Thomas Rucker and granddaughter of Elizabeth Rennolds Rucker. I wrote about his service as a private in the Virginia Militia HERE. He had a rough time collecting a pension. 

Edward Herndon

Edward Herndon (1738 – 1831) is the father of William Herndon. Not only was he a soldier in the Culpeper Militia, but also he was credited with Patriotic Service for supplying beef. Edward was married to Mary Ann Gaines (1742-1829). They both died in Madison County, which was formed from Culpeper County in 1792.

James Gaines

James Gaines (1719-1786) is the father of Mary Ann Gaines and thus father-in-law of Edward Herndon and grandfather of William Herndon. He was too old to serve, but he was still a patriot who provided beef, hay, wheat, a gun, and transportation in a carriage. 

Culpeper Co Court Booklet 1, p 19

Culpeper Co Court Booklet 1, p 26

Culpeper Co Court Booklet 1, p 37

Leonard Davis

Leonard Davis was the patriot that my sister and I tried to join through, but we could not find appropriate documentation that would meet the DAR standards. Now that I have been my chapter’s registrar for several years, I have learned enough that I might be able to prove our lineage. He was just a teenager when he volunteered in the Virginia Militia. I wrote about his march to Jamestown and Hot Water HERE. An interesting side note is that his daughter-in-law Frances Wyant was the daughter of a Hessian soldier, Peter Wyant. Peter will never become a DAR patriot since he supported the other side, but he must have liked it in America. He bought land and settled in Albemarle County.

Peter Wyant's spring house Sep 2013
photo courtesy Jan Hensley

Samuel Hosier

So far, Samuel Hosier is the only patriot on my father’s side, and he is through Daddy's paternal grandmother. There are just too many problems in searching Daddy’s other lines, for now anyway. Samuel was born about 1755. He lived in both Nansemond County (now Suffolk) and Princess Anne County, Virginia, and he died before 1833. His application for a pension was rejected for failure to provide proof of service, but eventually his son or grandson was able to satisfy the War Board that Samuel had indeed been a private in the militia. Samuel’s heirs received bounty land. Samuel also paid the supply tax, so even without adequate proof of service, he still would have been deemed a patriot by the DAR.

So far I have submitted 2 supplemental applications, but I intend to send in others, a few at a time.  


Amy Johnson Crow continues to challenge genealogy bloggers and non-bloggers alike to think about our ancestors and share a story or photo about them. The challenge is “52 Ancestors in 52 Weeks.

Wendy

© 2021, Wendy Mathias. All rights reserved.

On This Day - Velma

My grandaunt Velma Hilda Davis Woodring passed away from cancer on 5 July 1968.

Sweet 16 1924

My last visit with her was difficult. As a teenager, I just didn’t know how to sit and visit with someone I knew was dying. Weeks later when we got the call with the sad news, my mother burst into tears. She always said that of her aunts and uncles, Velma and her husband Woody were the “fun ones.”

Woody and Velma 1949

Wendy

© 2021, Wendy Mathias. All rights reserved.

Saturday, July 3, 2021

Sepia Saturday: Letters from Peggy

Sepia Saturday challenges bloggers to share family history through old photographs.


This week’s Sepia Saturday prompt features a group standing on the steps of Oxford. Immediately the grand steps of Wilson Hall at Madison College (now James Madison University GO DUKES!) came to mind. For years Wilson Hall was the main administrative building and the centerpiece of all ceremonies, most notably graduation.

Moi graduating June 1973
Madison College

In June 1973, I walked up those steps, crossed the portico to receive my diploma and shake President Ron Carrier’s hand, and then descended the steps to return to my seat.

Twenty-three years before then, my mother walked those same steps to receive her diploma. Getting there was not that easy though.

I am still reading through letters found after 70 years in my grandparents’ attic. My mother and her college roommates kept in touch during summer breaks. Momma started out at Shenandoah College which at that time was located in Dayton, Virginia. Shenandoah was a junior college then, so many of her friends returned home after graduation. However, Momma and her best pal Peggy Compher from Arlington, Virginia, planned to become teachers, so they set their sights on Madison College.

Peggy Compher

In the summer of 1948, Peggy wrote often about her struggle to find a job. One of her letters was typed, probably to demonstrate her poor typing skills which were to blame for failure to land a secretarial position. Peggy’s typos and attempts at correction were amusing ornaments to the reports of beer parties, sunburn, and brief reunions with friends. As she said, none of her summer activities were as fun as the times at Shenandoah:

7 Jun 1948

This is not Peggy with Momma (on the left)
but there's the fire escape ~

Every letter from Peggy included a reminder to Momma to “Hurry up and write to Madison!” Why was Momma dragging her feet? Why did she need reminding? Peggy was so confident that she requested “Mary Eleanor Davis” as a roommate. Still, every letter included that desperate reminder to find $10 for that application and furthermore to request Peggy as her roommate.

With school starting in September, Peggy was getting antsy:

2 Aug 1948 

Good God, gal, you’ve gotta get in at Madison! I don’t want to room with some ole snob – ‘twould be no fun at all if I didn’t have you for ma roommate – can’t your aunt pull a few strings? [she was referring to my grandaunt Violetta Davis Ryan, a member of the faculty] Or is that impossible for anyone to do? You know what? I know you don’t – I received a little card from Madison, to order gymn suits. Now, isn’t that farty? I’ve already had 2 yrs of that course – or do they require 4 yrs? I can’t understand that catalog.

 




Peggy’s next letter revealed a clue to Momma’s hesitation about applying to Madison:


I am so thrilled about Madison, and I do hope you can go. I can understand about your being poor, cause building now is terrifically high. Hope your aunt stands by. I’m surely she will, your devoted aunt! Lucky you. We will really have a right rare ole time next year. I can’t wait for Sept 20. (That’s when we register)

 

So that must have been when Granddaddy was starting to build their house. Money must have been tight.

 

Peggy finally got good news and replied:


Oh happy day! So you’re going to Madison – and even have a room, goodly goodly. I certainly hope that we have a room together. Did you request me for your roommate, I do hope? After all, we must stick together. O.K? I’ll try to be extra good this year. You do want me for a roommate, don’t you?

 With registration less than a month away, the roomies started planning their move into Junior Hall:



My radio is also on the blink. Can you bring your light? How about rugs, curtains, bedspreads, dresser scarfs? Should we wait till we get there to figure that out. I have several dresser scarfs, what color? Any novelties? I don’t know exactly what to bring. Of course, I have my faithful alarm clock!
 

Hmm, there must be a good story for that alarm clock to merit an exclamation point.

I never met Peggy, but I think I would have liked her. Here are the cute things I love about her:

  • Her funny little use of “-ly” even though not grammatically correct – did you notice “goodly”? She typically signed her letters with “write soonly.”
  • The sprinkling of Spanish in her letters, for example “I miss you mucho”; the clothes she wanted to buy were “expensivo” ; she called Paul, her boyfriend, “Pablo.”

It would be muy bueno if you would step on over to Sepia Saturday soonly to read what others made of this week’s theme. Goodly! Goodly!

Wendy

© 2021, Wendy Mathias. All rights reserved.

Friday, July 2, 2021

Photo Friday: Dick Ryan

 This is Virgil "Dick" Ryan, husband of my grandaunt Violetta Davis Ryan.

20 Aug 1898 - 2 Jul 1941


Wendy

© 2021, Wendy Mathias. All rights reserved.