excellent genealogy goodies

From: LoLyn
Date: 4/12/2009 7:49:44 PM
To: eandewaldmann@aol.com
Subject: Re: Hi back from the east coast cuz!

Good to hear from you; when you wake up in the morning it will be like Christmas morning if you go to the ancestor's and geneology web site. Not that this information is not on the disks, it is just so awesome to know I am making it available world wide. Grandma Grace and my about to be born grandson are doing a jig in the spirit world tonight.

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From: eandewaldmann@aol.com
Date: 4/12/2009 7:41:26 PM
To: jacobs.realestate4u@yahoo.com
Cc: \"; glenn3@frontiernet.net; hunterma@uvsc.edu
Subject: Hi back from the east coast cuz!

Duane,
It's about time we heard from you... How are you? It seems this is the season for genealogy as I have been doing some research and thanks to Lynda I have the bridge for the Jacobs line, that connects us to the "famous" Jacobs. It seem that the stuff is just falling into my lap right now. But most of it is thanks to the people that have done the basic footwork. What I have been doing is correlating others research and plugging it into our family. Now to see what Temple work has been done. There are several lines back to jolly old England and there seems to be some minor nobility, which makes the tracking VERY easy.
We are fat and sassy as usual and doing well. Spring is springing and it is a beautiful time of year here. We are still looking for a way to come west again but with the economy as it is it make the prospects much slimmer. Eric has several applications in at this time, so we are waiting. ( I hate to wait) We took a big hit on taxes this year so it might be a while before we can venture west for a visit. I do want to come back as soon as we can. We are planting a vegetable garden in raised beds so I can reach them. (Getting old is #$%@) I don't think we have seen the worst of this economic situation so having a few tomato's will help and be good too. Our food storage is in better shape than it has been. But there is always more to do.
Mike is still finding out what he wants to do with his life. He is exploring all sorts of possibilities, with Nursing being one of them. He says that at least he could support a family with nursing and we will always need health care workers. But he has not finally decided. There is no rush and we support him in what ever he decides. OK, Now I have to go to bed, this is the first time in ages that I have been the last one up. Usually I'm like the chickens, gets dark and I'm down. Take care of yourself and give your sweet wife a big hug from me.
LOVE & HUGS,
Erica
PS hi every body else...


-----Original Message-----
From: Duane Jacobs
To: eandewaldmann@aol.com
Cc: Lola Lynda Fetzer ; glenn3@frontiernet.net; hunterma@uvsc.edu
Sent: Sun, 12 Apr 2009 7:29 pm
Subject: (no subject)



Ya'all--

Lynda has many excellent genealogy goodies she wants us all to have. You will recall the neat cd's she prepared and gave each of us, including you.

This letter is to put you in contact with each other, so you can all do more of the same.

I hope all is well with our Eastern seaboard cousins.

Love ya,

Dad

What's in a Name?

You have to have all the family names to make a family tree.

Just like a real tree needs all its leaves and branches.


LoLyn 1995

My Four Grandmothers

Four Gramdmothers

As I was growing up, and as my children were growing up, we liked to read stories together of the pioneers and early days, to get to know how things were done and how people acted. I always thought as I read them, how lucky they were to have lived in times so different from ours so they could write about them and have interesting things to say.

Through the years, I began to see that the changes in our lifetimes have been interesting, and the differences between my mother's world, and my world, compared to my children's world and their children's world are wonderful and indeed worth writing about.

In my family, our ancestors came to North America as early as l570 from the Canary Islands, near Spain, and early l600's my fathers family came with the early pilgram fathers. One of our earlies anscestors to live in the new Americas was George Jacobs, who lived in the Massachusetts colony of Salam and was actually hung for witch craft during the Salem Witch craft trials (see internet and there is a movie , The Crucible,about that time. That is another story and is recorded in history (and on this website). From there the Jacobs spread across the territories and into the west where my father was born in South Dakota in l907. His father and mother were ranchers as their parents had been, and they had helped to settle the territories. From Dakota to Texas came my father and his father and from there to Arizona.

My grandmother brought with her from Dakota a wooden chest that had been made for her mother from her mother's wooden dining room table. That chest was given to my Aunt and she gave it to me and I gave it to Jenny. It is a symbol to me of the sacrifices and the courage of my forefatahers.

I have nothing of my Mother's parents. They died when she was a baby. Mother has her mother’s baby picture with her triplet siblings and a wedding picture of her parents. But I bestow upon Lynae, my youngest daughter, the momentus title of "the youngest daughter, of the youngest daughter, of the youngest daughter, or the youngest daughter, who was born a triplet at birth.

Mother's people were among the very earliest settlers of the New Mexico territories, and were citizens of Spain until their lands came to be in the United States territories. Their influence through out the history of the west is great and it is a great heritage as is my fathers'.

I do not have as some the stories of emigrants from other countries, but of western settlers the earliest of citizens of the United States of America.

All I have of my grandmothers' is what my uncles and aunts have told me over the years. I want to leave something for my grandchildren and so I am writing this book as a letter to my grand children. Maybe someday they will give it to their children and their children's children, and know that although our lives might be very different, there is a courage and a pioneer spirit that runs strong among our family

So my dear grandchildren, this is for you from your Grandma Lynda.

See Turn the Hearts of the CHildren Volumes I and II, and also the blog "Lickin' and groomin' for a DNA genealogy of our family.

This generation: Turn the Hearts of the Children IV (preview)

What's in a name?

Lynae sat quietly, lookng at the collection of rubber address stamp reading each different address aloud to no one in particular.

"Our names are so much alike Lynae == Lynda
Brent Jacobs" she observed to the same audience

"Names seem to run in the family--I mean certain names." Mom observed. "You have two cousins named after Uncle David Duane, who is named after our Uncle Duane David, and the name David Jacobs goes back.
The Jacobs name has been traced directly back to George Jacobs
but, with all those generations there are only really a few that carried on the name from Grandpa Frank Elmers Father."
"He was the only son?"
"Frank and Grace had four sons and three daughters."
Exactly like you mom, only opposite!"
"Two of them didn't have sons, Uncle Caton had two sons, but one died (Timer) young, and the other didn't have ay sons to carry on the name, so it was left to my brothers Frank Glenn and David Duane. Uncle Glenn has has only one son, Ford Glenn, and only granddaughters so far.
"Uncle Duane had four sons, but so far only one grandson with the last name Jacobs so in your children's generation there only one Jacobs boy." (2000, his four sons now have a dozen Jacobs' boys, so the name is safe)
"Well, all Uncle Duane's married kids are having babies this summer --but the sonograms say they are all girls. So we run a little light in the name area."
Lynae campaigned, "But we are as much Jacobs as we are--one fourth."

"Maybe it only counts if you carry the name." Brent offered.
"But you need all the names to make a family tree, just like you need all the leaves and branches in a real tree."

"I would have named my girls Cheryse Marie, Lucy Emilia, and Doug's name would have been Charles--butyour dad said that made his initials awkward so we called him Carl instead? Inever figured out that line of reasoning."


The cousins travel back in time,to become acquainted with family. "These aren't Jacobs--they are Hoblits--"


Texas star quilt of Grace's found at UIcle Emits, cut up and gave a square to each of four siblings, is used as a steady link through time travel. No need for Universal translators in this ancestry, all speek some version of English.




KEvin, CC, Lynae and Brent go to Camp Verde and meet Marie, Erica and Lynda==same age, hear louella's stories ask Glenn again.


Monte gives his wrestling medals to Lynae for safe keeping, his other valuables to Brent. Wrestling shorts and ASU Dean's list parchment to Mom who puts them in the suitcase with her own Scottsdale High School mementos.

"You want to talk about changes?--after this, things will never be the same; when Monte comes back after two years he'll go away to college again. By then there might even be some more grand kids, and another year later, Bret will graduate and be thinking of his mission. But you my dear, you're not getting married until your
25!"
"Mom!"
"You're wedding doll is 25."
"Is she?"
"Yes, just ask her. She went on a mission when she was 21, then went on to graduate school and then got married and she is very happy. Just remember that when you see her.”
“So is Jenny's 25 too?”
"Yup. but Jenny didn't listen to her doll’s advice."


"OK, Mom, whatever you say."

Frank Elmer and Grace Jacobs: Turn the Hearts of the Children IV (preview)

Lynae paraded across the living room in the long white dress. "Was this your wedding dress, Mom?" she asked, already knowing full well that it was.
"It's so pretty. ;You were this skinny when you got married?"
Yep, 121 pounds. Hard to believe with these fifty extra pounds I've been carrying around. I am heaver now that when I was full term with any of my babies! And I've already lost about 25 pounds since last summer."
“Did you ever see your mother's wedding dress?”
“No she didn't really have one. She and Daddy were married at a justice of the peace in August, 1940.”
“Lot's of things seem to happen in August. We always have to go back to Dad's, school starts, Indians rebel and colonists return to Santa Fe twelve years later. "
Brent pretended to count casually on his fingers.
“School used to start after Labor Day and end before Memorial day the last of May. I don't know when they started beginning in August. I think when I was about your age, eighth or ninth grade.”
“You and Dad had a nice wedding didn’t you?”
“Yeah, simple but nice, in Mesa Arizona.”
“So Your parents were married in New Mexico, our parents in Arizona, and where was Grandpa Glen married?”
“Which time?”
“He was married more than once?”
“Three times, Mother was the third.”
“Oh, yeah, I remember you had a half sister and a half niece so you and
Aunt Marie together made a whole aunt.”
“And before Grandpa Jacobs, where were his parents married.
“I'd have to get out the genealogy books for any further back--they lived in San Antonio Texas, but that was after Daddy was born, so they came from South Dakota. Maybe they were married there. Let's look it up in Grandma Jacobs’ '"black book."
*********
[Monte's here with the two teen agers during an interaction with history and ancestors at Grace and Frank's wedding starting with story of her stamping her foot]

George Jacobs I trial:Turn the Hearts of the Children IV (preview)

Besides all the other changes Lynae had been equipped with braces before returning to school in the fall. "Well, at least when I meet kids at my new school, they won't all be saying "When did you get braces? And my gaps aren't so big now. I get so embarrassed when people would say, “You should get braces!” or “Why are your teeth so far apart?”
"Well, what I was more concerned with was your big old under bite."
`"Yeah, I can put my top and bottom teeth together now; I couldn't do that before look." Lynae demonstrated her new found skill.
“My favorite change is having a place to unpack my books that have been in boxes for five years and getting my wooden chest back--thank you for taking care of it.” (Mom tells the story of chest made from Great Grandma’s dining table brought west in wagon.)


Mom left the room to change the laundry as Monte entered from his bedroom with his purple McDonald shirt on and cap in his hand, ready to leave for a day’s work.. "Oh, hello Ronald--I mean Monte--where's your big old shoes?"
Monte gritted his teeth but his face turned red betraying his annoyance and Brent knew she had him going. She continued to push his buttons until Monte threatened to use his national wrestling tournament skills to settle the dispute. Mom walked in on the budding argument.
"Take it outside" she said--I'm not going to interfere,-but if you have to fight don't do it in the house.”
Brent raced for the stairs with Monte close behind. Lynae watched out the widow and cried, "Mom Monte will hurt him."
"I don't think so, I think they are just wrestling and having some fun. Boys do that instead of hugging sometimes."
The weather had changed suddenly as was so often the case during this El Nino anomalies year and it began to snow. Lynae put her hand out feeling the flakes as she watched her brothers. Feeling left out and rather bold she leaped on top of the two boys and recognized the familiar spinning sensation as the wet grass gave way to an opening into the past.
"Young man, there can be no wrestling in the streets of Salem. Why aren't you in the court house like everyone else listening to the witch craft trials. It is old George Jacobs that is on trial today, and he will surely be hung. That will be more entertaining than a wrestling match in the dusty street.

[The three siblings witness the witch craft trial and hanging first hand.}
*******

John Hoblit: Turn the Hearts of the Children IV (preview)

The December afternoon was unseasonably warm due to the El Niño phenomenon, and Monte had taken Brent's hammock and strung it up on the swing set. The hammock actually had been given to Brent by their oldest brother Doug, who had served a church mission in Brazil some years before. He was married and lived near their home in Las Vegas.
Monte was enjoying the warm sun, reading as was his usual pastime, the story of the life of Abraham Lincoln
"Come on Monte," Lynae whined, tugging at Monte's hand and pushing his book away with the other. All you have done on this Christmas vacation is read that book. What's so interesting in that book?"

"Leave me alone, Lynae." Monte gripped. "I said I'd come play with you later, but I didn't say I would entertain you the whole time. I just want to read and get some rest."

You could come on an adventure with us. You are always away when Brent and I go on adventures. You do know that we have been traveling through time and meeting our ancestors, don't you."

"Yeah, right." Monte said, pulling the book closer to his face to block out the sight of anything else.

"Abraham Lincoln, Volume 2 of 3, The War Years." Lynae read the title, "by Carl Sandberg," she continued, determined to get attention from this big brother she so seldom saw. "Brent! Help me get Monte out of the hammock. Let's take him on a family adventure with us."

Brent glanced at the cover of the book Monte was holding very tightly and very close to his face. Behind the book, Brent could see the grimace that he knew so well. Monte was not to be disturbed.

"Oh, Lynae, leave him alone. He probably doesn't even know that he is holding onto an element of our time travel." Brent lowered his voice to a conspiratorial tone, and said, as if only to Lynae, "He doesn't know that we could take that book and go right back to John Hoblit, l861."

Brent caught a movement from Monte in his peripheral vision, and noticed a loosening in his grip on the book. As if at a signal the two younger teens leaped on Monte in the hammock, the ropes holding it up broke and the three fell to a pile on the ground, which opened up and in a spinning whooshing sensation that Brent and Lynae had become familiar with; the laws of time and space suspended and the three found themselves in Springfield Illinois.

"John Hoblit kept the halfway house between Lincoln and Springfield. Abe Lincoln often stopped there on his trips between towns and was a good friend of the Hoblit family." Brent whispered, quoting from the Jacobs' genealogy history book. "That was written on one of the divider pages in great-grandma Grace Hoblit Jacobs’ book--in her own writing."
"That must be 'Uncle Sam” Look, he is walking with the cane Lincoln gave him when he was inaugurated as President. "
Millicent Seward walked into the room and greeted 'Uncle Sam',
"I don't want to lose this invitation to the inauguration. That was such a wonderful affair, in spite of the (describe inauguration and conflict in the country using Sandberg's book (2007 I knew there was a reason I have held on to the torn up paper back book) With Monte's help. . . . . )

(elaboration: Millicent Seward was a cousin to W. H. Seaward, Lincoln's secretary of State. Their father's were brothers. John and Millicent are buried in the old Clear Creek cemetery; John had donated the land for the cemetery he was the first to be buried in it. Many Larisons and Hoblits are buried there as well as in the Atlanta Cemetery." (The three siblings visit the cemetery, spending the time with John Hoblit’s family in that century.

John E. Hoblit was John Hoblits son. (include him as a child and his siblings in previous sketch.

'Grace Hoblit wrote of her paternal grandparents;

John E. Hoblit and Rachel C. Larison were married in l838 in Illinois. They had 8 children and raised seven to man and woman hood. Rachel became crippled and helpless and remained so for more than 30 years