My years of genealogical research has revealed hundreds of ancestors branching nicely into a well-formed tree. I have unfolded often astonishing discoveries of many grandfathers with surnames unknown to our family before my quest. But I recently reflected on the information known of the lineage of my birth name: Capps.
In genealogy, it is easy to stray off onto wild adventures of various ancestors as our attention is distracted by interesting discoveries, far away from our original point. But this week I swung back to my original point, concentrating on the Capps lineage.
My research had gone back to a Thomas Capps, born approximately 1735 in North Carolina. Not much light has been shed on Thomas Capps; few documents have unsurfaced. But as I stared at Thomas' name, I wondered who might have come before him.
As you progress backwards in your research, moving toward the colonial years, the population was small compared to today. And many living at that time were our original ancestors in the new world.
Knowing that few men with the Capps surname would be living in North Carolina in the early1700's, I played a little game that has brought me good luck in the past: I placed Capps in the Ancestry.com search engine with a location of North Carolina and approximate birth of 1700.
And instantly, the name William Capps popped up as an immigrant into North Carolina in 1702. Now obviously this man was born prior to 1700 but I was astounded with evidence of several noted documents for research, one being "Some Pioneers of North Carolina, 1674-1701."
Bingo! I may very well have uncovered the original immigrant of the Capps lineage into North Carolina. And the most chilling part of this little treasure is my possible colonial ancestor of the Capps family, carries the same name of my grandfather: William Capps. He is even listed on one passenger list as Will; the name my grandfather went by.
Is my discovery a proven fact to my lineage?
Of course not; at least not yet. But it is a starting point for further digging on a lineage that I have shamelessly neglected for some time.
And so I have gone back to the basics and revisited my original point. Because no matter how far you stray, the original point is closest to home.
And there is no place like home.
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Taking a "short break" from my genealogical research due to a spring flu and well...life, I felt the urge to refocus and jump back in. Staring at my family tree, I played around with various surnames; running new searches on ancestors I am still curious about.Thumbing through many of my downloaded documents, I took notice of the large acreage my German ancestor in Pennsylvania owned. George Tarr, a son of German immigrants, pioneered a large tract of land in Northwestern Pennsylvania; about 1000 acres.Contemplating the size of George's estate, my interest was peaked and I sped off on a Googling trail; placing the Pennsylvania Tarr surname in several search engines."That's a significant amount of land," I thought as I quickly clicked on various Rootsweb websites popping up with information on the Tarr surname. But nothing significant unfolded and new ancestral names were not discovered, except for the mention of the "famous Tarr Farm.""Famous?" I sat up and paused, looking at a description of what might be my ancestor George Tarr's large estate. My fingers raced across my keyboard, furiously searching for details on the "famous Tarr Farm of Pennsylvania." New websites were discovered full of stories and articles about the Tarr Farm and as I scanned through the information, I found a picture of the old farm with a landscape of gushing oil wells.Racing to read the story, I discovered that the Tarr Farm was at the center of "Oil Creek," the original land that the very first oil well was discovered. James Tarr, a grandson of my ancestor George, was the owner of the Tarr Farm. The land proved to be rich in oil, producing up to 4,000 barrels of oil a day."Fascinating," I remarked, and I continued to flip through various articles that mentioned the "famous Tarr Farm." But my rising thermometer suddenly dropped when I landed on Oil150.com: a well-done site by the Oil Region Alliance of Northwestern Pennsylvania.The Tarr Farm did produce a significant amount of oil in the first years of Pennsylvania's big oil boom. But to my dismay, the farm had been sold from the Tarr family and the new landowner quickly hit pay dirt, turning
a "farm" into gold.As with many estates, the property continued it name with the previous owner, remaining "Tarr Farm" long after it was sold from my ancestors. And so I am, once again, deflated; accepting that my Tarr ancestors never enjoyed the wealth of the Pennsylvania oil boom.Reflecting on my discovery of the history of my ancestor's property, I am reminded that learning the stories provides a richness to our genealogical history and a property's' history, such as the Tarr Farm, can add an interesting touch.Explore the history of your ancestor's property. The story could provide a fun and interesting twist to your genealogical journey.
Even if the property's history was more famous than your ancestors who first owned it.Keep searching for ancestors,Cheryl
We are all drawn into genealogy for various reasons but for me, it's the discovery of immigrant ancestors. I value learning their culture and history; wondering if those traditions and cultures influenced who I am today.Before my obsession into genealogy, I assumed most Americans searched for discoveries of immigrant ancestors in order to feel ownership to a distinct culture; the same ethnic traditions that the French, Scots and Germans experience.But with years of research, I have come to realize that the cultures of Great Britain and Europe are not as "pure" as we Americans believe. They too, have had immigrants. Cultures that progressively migrate from one country to the next, melding their own traditions into a melting pot, just like in America.I have taken you on this winded trail in order to explain my next revelation: even my French ancestors were Irish! My family tree flourishes with Irish ancestors on several branches. And though I love the rich cultural history of my Irish ancestry, I am a lover of all things French. So, you can imagine the tingly feeling that washed over me when I found French surnames attached to my tree.Staring at the beautiful names, I released a long sigh, glowing with the realization that I do have French blood. "I knew it!" I exclaimed. "I knew I felt French!" But as I peered at the tree, I followed my ancestor's trail of immigration from France, leading right back to where I started: Ireland.My French ancestors were Huguenots; members of the Protestant Reformed Church of France during the 16th and 17th centuries. The French Protestants were followers of John Calvin but with years embroiled in religious wars with the French Catholics, the Huguenots eventually emigrated from France to countries such as South Africa, Germany and Scandinavia.And yes, Ireland.The Huguenots were a part of the plantation of Ulster; an act by Parliament to populate Ireland with protestants. And with the immigration to English speaking countries, the surnames of the French, over time, evolved into their English versions, such as in my ancestor's case: Jacques to Jack.Feeling dismayed as I discovered my Huguenots settled in Ireland before the lineage immigrated to America, I felt my French bubble had been burst: A fleeting but lovely moment of my connection to the French culture.But then I realized, there is still a little French in my lineage, though many generations ago and though they settled in Ireland, they most certainly passed on their French customs to their descendants. Spicing up my Irish ancestors with a taste for good art, wine and yes, snails.So, I accept that my French ancestors immigrated to Ireland before making their way to America, adding a Frenchy savour faire
to my boring fair-skinned, Anglo ancestors.And I hold onto my dream that a touch of French culture is buried deep within my genetic core.Au revoir et a beintot!*To search your Huguenot ancestors, I recommend the following websites:National Huguenot Society Bible Records.Huguenot ShipsThe National Huguenot SocietyKeep searching for answers,Cheryl(Source: The National Huguenot Society)
As a child, I loved to rummage our attic through family heirlooms that whispered previous lives and untold stories. But there was one item that stands out in my memory more than the others: a mother-of-pearl inlay picture of the Titanic.I loved to pull out the picture from its dusty attic box, mesmerized by the shimmer of pink and white stones under the light. And yet, even as a child, I felt the ghostliness of the picture: the tragic sinking of the RMS Titanic and ultimate death of over 1,500 souls.In the early hours of April 15, 1912, the ship that was heralded as unsinkable, dropped to the bottom of the Atlantic Ocean. It is a story that continues to captivate us, 100 years later. And those of us who love history, are chilled each time the story is retold.But what does the tragic sinking of the Titanic have to do with genealogy? The ship, though opulent for its time, not only carried wealthy passengers for leisure travel; it held immigrants from Europe eager for a new life in America.The Titanic was divided by three classes and among other things, distinguishable by their toilets. First class held the affluent such as John Jacob Aster lV and Macy's owner Isidor Straus and his wife. The wealthiest enjoyed beautiful suites with bathrooms fitted of marble toilets.The second class was reserved mostly for the middle income passengers and employees of the ship; their toilets made of porcelain. And the 700 passengers in third class--mostly immigrant families--sat on toilets made of iron.I never thought of the Titanic as an immigrant ship. Pictures of her lavish interior and Grand Staircase conjure visions of only the well heeled. But shipping lines like Cunard and White Star, thrived from the profits of third class passengers.I have always wondered how and why the mother-of-pearl picture of the Titanic found its way to my family's attic. And unfortunately, I failed to ask. Did I have an ancestor traveling aboard, wide-eyed and hopeful for a new life? Or, simply, was the picture purchased for its mere beauty; a symbol of splendor and ultimate doom.The Library of Virginia offers a complete list of all who were on board the Titanic and Ancestry.com offers a new search engine dedicated to researching records of the ship. The passenger's list can be utilized as a tool for genealogy, searching for immigrant ancestors. And though many of the immigrants did not survive, your direct ancestors may have had relatives on board.History.com is a good resource for the facts of the sinking of the Titanic but my favorite website is Eyewitness to History. The chilling passenger story by Elizabeth Shutes provides a heart wrenching first hand story from the moment the 'bump' was felt to the ship's ultimate, final sinking.The sinking of the Titanic: a shimmering, yet ghostly story with genealogical value.It just can't get better than that.Keep searching for answers,Cheryl(Source: History.com)
Maxine Beatty filled her canvas tote with paper and schoolbooks, glancing at her reflection in the mirror as she turned to leave her room. Wearing her new navy and white stripped dress; Maxine dashed out the front door to catch a ride to school with Opal May.Grace Capps laid her son's new suit across his bed: black with a crisp white shirt. She ran her fingers across the lapel and released a long sigh. Her husband Will entered the room; his smile wide as he placed a tie next to their son's suit. "Paul can where my tie, mom. See...it looks just fine."The parents shared a glance, feeling pleased with their son Paul. It was senior picture day and graduation would be only a few weeks away; a milestone each had longed for.Seventy-two years ago this spring, my parents, Paul Capps and Maxine Beatty, began a countdown to high school graduation. I imagine both held romantic expectations for their lives just as we all did during the weeks leading up to graduation. But unlike many of us, my parent's young adult years were filled with fear and anxiety as the world approached war.Last week's episode of Who Do You Think You Are,
featured actress Rita Wilson and her ancestral search, but unlike previous shows, Rita's search focused only on her father.If you watched the show, you know the story. Rita traveled to Europe to learn details of her father's life before he immigrated to America. Her discoveries were stunning; learning hidden struggles of her father during and after the war. Shocking but bittersweet elements of his past life she never knew.The release of the 1940 US Census this week, reminds us all that details of the lives of our closest ancestors--our parents and grandparents--may be lingering, waiting to be noticed. Those of us in genealogy spend hours searching for records of ancestors living centuries ago; yet the best narratives are in front of us.The story of Rita Wilson's search of her father's history grabbed me, more than any of the previous episodes. The discovered facets of her father's untold history held close to her heart and I felt touched by the story. And I paused to consider what details are still missing of my own parent's lives.For the next few months, the National Archives,
will continue to add searchable 1940 Census records free to the public. Make an effort to find your own parents records and dig a little deeper into their narratives.Take notice of your parent's history, just as Rita Wilson did. You may be surprised to learn their stories are just as rich and interesting as the ancestors you never knew.Keep searching for answers,Cheryl
Harriet Sanders Capps
Does your mind form images of your ancestors? As you collect their records, learn their history, gather stories; do you imagine a picture of their face?As I scanned my family tree on Ancestry.com last week, I peered closer at a "hint": the green leaf the website places on an ancestor when new records are found.The ancestor is my great great grandmother, the one I became well acquainted with while provin
g my American Revolutionary Patriot for DAR membership. Harriet was the "missing link" I struggled with for almost a year, as I tailed her well-hidden records.Clicking on the computerized "hint", I was blindsided by a document: my great great grandmother's picture. Harriet Smith Capps, a Civil War widow, descended from a lineage rich with great military history. Both her grandfather and great grandfather heralded honors in the War of 1812 and American Revolution; yet, I suspect she lived a hard worn life, as she was widowed twice during the Civil War.As I stared at the portrait of Harriet, I felt as though I was looking into her soul and for me, her story changed. The movie of her life that played within my head shifted and I felt as though as I was meeting her for the first time.Pictures of our ancestors create depth and value to our family tree. Without them, we are left to form our own images as we reach for an understanding of the person. And if you are like me, my mind's imagery is more romantic and attractive than the actual pictures.I recently discovered a picture of another ancestor: A great great grandfather with an unusually long beard. Several conse
cutive photos were posted and with each picture, his image grew more grotesque with the white, scraggly beard dangling almost to his lap!As I ponder the emotion that erupts inside me when I am faced with a picture of an ancestor for the first time, I am committed to share my own pictures of ancestors for others on my family tree. It is a feeling that provides a touch of authenticity and realism.Preserve your ancestral photos by scanning them to a DVD or utilize a photo shop. Many now specialize in tintype restorations. It is a wonderful gift for not only yourself but also your family.And If you are a member of Ancestry.com orother genealogical websites, consider sharing your ancestral photos. I am confident that if you do, they will be given notice by other descendents, providing a touch of reality and authenticity for their own family tree.Keep searching for answers,Cheryl
Harriett Sanders Capps walked down the steps of the courthouse, smiling as she peered at the land deed in her hand. The document freshly signed and stamped, she read her name outloud as an official landowner. Burying three husbands during and after the Civil War, Harriett glowed with the satisfaction of land ownership. Euceba Rolston Jones turned the key, locking the front door to the home where she raised her children. The wife of an iron mill worker in Boonton, New Jersey, Euceba spent each evening sweeping the black dust from her floors. But as a recent widow, she felt she needed change. And so, Euceba left the iron mill town and boarded the train to New York, hoping her new life would create the spark of happiness she craved.Jennie Knowlten wiped the kitchen table clean, placed the last rhubarb pie in the oven and hung her freshly washed laundry on the line. A normal day filled with canning, milking, cooking and cleaning; Jennie untied her apron and brushed the wisp of hair from her eyes. A real pioneer woman, when pioneer meant twelve-hour workdays filled with dirty hands, wrinkled faces and sweat-drenched foreheads. Jennie settled into her chair; a well-earned respite before bed.March is Women's History Month: a celebration of women and their accomplishments. But the female ancestors in my family were not famous educators, artists or activists. They were wives and widows, yet seemingly built with grit, steadfastness and endurance.Celebrate the history of the women in your family tree. If like mine, they have been your family's foundation, molding each generation. They were the teachers, mothers and wives that bonded all of us together.They were all pioneer women; whether they buried husbands in the Civil war; cleaned and cooked for husbands blackened from grimy mills, or hard working household managers, cooking and cleaning from morning until dusk.Our female ancestor's history is worthy of recognition and we should feel grateful for the roads they paved, making ours easier to travel.The Library of Congress website has pages dedicated to Women's History Month, providing
volumes of articles on women's accomplishments in art, culture, government, military and women's rights.Celebrate the women in your family tree. Write a book with their stories or gather their recipes for heirloom gifts handed out during family celebrations. And remember, your ancestor did not have be a great artist, writer or politician to be celebrated; she just had to be herself.The real pioneer women of history: our female ancestors.Keep searching for answers,Cheryl
St. Patrick's Day has again risen its head and tipped its hat but many of us searching our Irish roots still long for clearer details of our ancestor's origins. It is ironic that a culture aspired and loved by so many, has genealogical records that are difficult to reach. The Dublin fires in the 1920's, a result of the Civil War, destroyed many records precious to the genealogist. But with the old saying: "what doesn't kill us, makes us stronger," the struggle of the search may bring a pot-o-gold at the end.This year's celebration of St. Patrick's Day spurned my genealogical spark, curious to find tidbits of new and recently released records. Scanning my own Irish Records Page, I was pleased to find that the site Irish Genealogy has added church records for Dublin City, Carlow, Cork and Kerry. Also, they seem to have a good searchable database for Roman Catholic records of County Monaghan.I am enthralled with the Free Irish Gene Books website. Mr. Peter J. Clarke has compiled digital books of Irish family surnames, making it easy for a researcher of Irish families to locate all on one website. Mr. Clarke wisely spotlights an "Irish e-book of the month" along with almanacs, directories and journals.The Roots Ireland site (Family History Foundation), is growing with the largest records database in Ireland. The not-for-profit organization has free searchable census, marriage, death, baptismal, passenger lists and Griffiths Valuation Records; at a cost of five Euros per record for purchase. And I am impressed with the Public Record of Northern Ireland website. They, also, have free searchable records
for Freeholder Records, street directories, Ulster Covenant, along with a general name search engine.I continue to struggle with my search for my Irish ancestors. Though I have a world of information on their lives in the States; none have surfaced in Ireland. But that will not stop my search.Perhaps the best tool is the census records of your Irish ancestors within America. I found mine living within an Irish community in Michigan. One by one, I am looking at details of my ancestor's neighbors. Searching their records will one day lead me to my ancestor's county of origin, I am certain of it.Though the search is often tiresome and tedious, my desire continues. The flame is sparked every time I notice a hint. And then I continue on...digging for that ultimate pot-o-gold: my Irish ancestor's origins.keep searching for answers,Cheryl
I flung open the screen door and ran barefooted through the porch and into my grandmother's little kitchen. I felt lighthearted with the warmth of summer and my stomach rolled with hunger. Flopping into a chair at the kitchen table, I eyed the pots on the stove to spy their savory contents.
The squeak of the screen door drew my attention and another hungry soul sauntered inside Bertha's unofficial family cafe.
"Oh good," mother said to Bertha as she stepped into the kitchen. "You made boiled cabbage and red potatoes for lunch."
I sunk in to my chair. Boiled cabbage and red potatoes...yuk, I thought to myself: not a nine-year-old's favorite treat.
Cherished family recipes passed to each generation are not only heirlooms; they are genealogical goldmines. Dishes you remember as a child, prepared by your parents and grandparents, likely reflect a smidgen of ethnic traditions. And though tweaked, pinched and improvised by each generation; favorite family recipes whisper hints of your immigrant ancestry.
My grandmother Bertha's kitchen floated with the aromas of pies, puddings, stews and yes, boiled cabbage and red Irish potatoes. Apprenticed by a mother of Irish customs, Bertha's dishes reflected her heritage. And though ethnic hints were subtle, I now understand the legacy of her cooking.
Study your family's cherished recipes and you will find sparks of immigrant cultures passed to you. Rice pudding, crumb cake and chicken and dumplings are favorites of the Pennsylvania Dutch and Germans.
The British and Scots gave us chicken and beef pot pies; the Hungarians gave us recipes of hearty goulash, and French cooking is heavily reflected in Creole dishes.
An then there are our Irish ancestors. Grandma's big cast iron pots boiling with cabbage and red Irish potatoes; chunky beef stew simmering on a lazy Saturday afternoon and home baked soda bread and butter spread across the kitchen table. It all feels like home and yet; grounded in a culture a thousand miles away.
Sift through your favorite family recipes and you will likely find a glimpse of your ethnic inheritance: A genealogical landmine stuffed within your grandmother's old recipe box.
As a child, on days my grandmother served plates of boiled cabbage and red Irish potatoes, I twisted my nose and quietly retreated. But strangely, as I have grown older, I find myself craving the dish: perhaps derived from a need to feel wrapped by home or just my Irish heritage sprouting its head.
Either way, my stomach and I have come full circle, cherishing the recipes passed by my Irish ancestors, on to my grandmother, and then on to me.
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Undertaking genealogical research involves more than growing a family tree. It means gaining a deeper understanding of traditions, not just of our own family but the culture we are rooted in. Because as we grasp how our customs have evolved through the centuries, we gain insight into our own family's history and way of life. And learning a bit about Colonial marriage traditions can be both enlightening and intriguing.The original settlers of Jamestown, Virginia of 1607 were all men, no women among their crew. And the approximately 100 Mayflower passengers included only 28 women, making the task of obtaining a wife difficult at best for the early 17th century colonial male. Eager and perhaps desperate for male colonists to marry, approximately 150 "pure and spotless" women arrived in Virginia between 1620 and 1622 to be auctioned for 80 pounds of tobacco to future husbands. Many other women were brought to the Southern colonies as indentured servants, marrying the men who purchased their contracts.The colonists established laws pertaining to the rights of husbands and their wives. The wives had few rights to land or to their children; the children were granted legal guardians upon the passing of their fathers, even when their mothers were still alive. Women had the responsibility of clothing and feeding their children but the guardians addressed legal matters, such as the child's property.The wedding traditions varied, depending on ethnicity. The Dutch and Germans performed wedding ceremonies in their native languages, and the Quaker's weddings were held in their meetinghouses without a clergyman. Southerner's and New Englander's wedding ceremonies were also quite different: the Southern weddings often held in the bride's home with a pastor and lavish parties; whereas New Englanders often perceived a wedding not as a religious rite but as a civil affair conducted by a magistrate.And not only were marriage customs dissimilar depending
on the culture one lived, but divorce and grounds for divorce varied between New England and the South. If a wife alleged physical assault by her husband in Massachusetts in the 1600's she had grounds for divorce, but in the Southern colonies her husband was only restricted from "inflicting permanent injury or death" (all other atrocities on a wife must have been fair game).Many of the colonial churches maintained marriage books. And institutions, such as the New England Historic Genealogical Society
, offers free searchable records of colonial churches of Massachusetts and Connecticut.For leads into locating archived marriage certificates and church records, you may find the Genwed website helpful, providing links for all 50 states along with Ireland, the U.K and Canada.It can all sound silly when learnng about the marriage traditions of the colonists but they eventually evolved into our present customs and gaining insight into your own ancestor's marriage traditions based on their ethnicity and location where they lived can provide clues to further your research.So have some fun and learn about the marriage customs of your ancestor's religion and culture and you will establish a good foundation for your quest.Possibly leading you to the ultimate discovery: their marriage records.Keep searching for answers,Cheryl(Source: GenealogyMagazine.com)