Tuesday, February 2, 2010

Elusive Ethel

I went hunting for Ethel Marie Ramshay York tonight, at the Family History Center. I went armed with the information I got from my great-aunt and great-uncle, which I posted about previously. I searched for any Ramshay in Frisco, Texas, in the 1920 census. Found nothing. I did a cursory search for any Ramshay in Frisco, Texas, in any census, and still found nothing.

I looked for her in the birth records, and found an infant Ramshay born on her birthdate, in Collin County, to a mother named Will. This was only an index of birth records, so that was all it had; to see more information, I'll have to see the actual birth certificate, which is not on the internet. I called the Texas Vital Statistics office, and they said I can send in a request with the certificate number (which was in the index I saw), or visit in person in Austin. Day trip to Austin, anyone?

My friend started helping me, and we found a cemetery listing in Bethel Cemetery in Collin County for Katie B. Ramshay and Infant of Katie and Joe Ramshay. I think we're getting warmer! Then we found death certificates for both Katie and the infant; they died in 1920, which may explain why I can't find the Ramshay family in that census. Also learned from that certificate that Katie's maiden name was Cole. I called my great-aunt Hazel and asked her if Ethel was about 6 1/2 when her mom died, and she said yes; also, that her mother was still alive when Ethel saw her carried out on the mattress to the hospital. This is exactly what the death certificate says, that Katie Cole Ramshay was in the hospital for 3 days before she died. Poor woman, in labor for 3 days (at least, who knows how long she labored at home before being carried to the hospital, most kids were still born at home in those days) and ending in both her death and the baby's. I can't imagine what her family must have gone through.

Looking in the Collin County records that are online, I've found an "Amendment to Certificate of Live Birth" for Ethel Marie Ramshay. It doesn't list her parents, but it confirms her date and place of birth (11 Nov 1913, Frisco, Collin Co., Texas), and it lists as supporting documentation an affidavit by C.B. Cole, her uncle.
Then I found a "Delayed Certificate of Birth" for Flossie Ramshay, who was Ethel's sister. This lists her parents as William (Will) Ramshay and Katie Cole.
Then I found a listing of a marriage record for Katie Cole and Joe Ramshay in Collin County, recorded 1 Jan 1911. Were Will and Joe the same guy?

I also found a "Delayed Certificate of Birth" for John Ramshay Jr., born to John Ramshay and Francis Irene Hassell in Frisco, Collin County, on 17 March 1919. Yay, cousins!

SO. I think I've found Ethel Marie Ramshay's family, but I don't have that one last bit of proof I want: Ethel's birth certificate stating who her parents are. What I DO have is that her uncle's last name was Cole, Ethel's mother died in childbirth when she was 6 1/2, and Katie Cole Ramshay died in childbirth when Ethel was 6 1/2. Is this enough information to say for sure that I've found Ethel's parents?

Friday, January 29, 2010

Piecing the Yorks Together

I've been trying to put together the information my family has about the York side. My son is named Jack, after my grandfather who was named Billy Jack but went by just Jack. HIS father was named Jack, as well; and my grandpa's oldest son was Billy Jack Jr. but was called Jackie by the family. Lots of Jacks, but none in my generation, so I brought it back in my firstborn son.
First I asked my grandma, Doris, but she didn't have any new information for me. (I'd already asked her before and written down everything she told me.) My great-grandfather, Jack York, was raised by nuns in a Catholic orphanage because his mother died when he was young. He had a brother and two sisters, as well, and they all grew up in the orphanage, even though their father was still living. Interesting! But my grandma didn't know what her husband's grandparents' names were, except for his father's father, who was Arthur York. I already had that information, probably from her! So I asked her who her husband's brother and sisters were, and she told me their names: Danny, Hazel, and Carolyn. Danny and Hazel live right here in Dallas, but Carolyn went to California some years ago and hasn't been heard from since. Grandma told me what street Danny lives on, and I googled him and went to visit him.
It was fun to meet him! He looks a LOT like his brother, my grandpa. And when I told him he's my uncle, he looked closely at me and said "You're Robert's daughter!" Apparently I look like my dad! I was quite tickled to introduce him to my son, Jack. "Uncle Dan, this is my son Jack." It caught him off guard a little, I could tell.
I got out my laptop with my genealogy and an open notepad, and asked him if he knew his grandparents' names. He knew his father's father was Arthur York, but that was all he knew. At first I was disappointed, but then he was able to tell me about his aunts and uncles. Arthur York had 7 children in the 1920 census: Mabel, Mary, Jack, Forest, Lavina, Helen, and Arthur. Uncle Dan told me that his aunts Mabel and Mary lived in California, married and had kids there but he was unsure of their married names. He remembered his uncle Forest was an alcoholic and died in a fire in a motel. He didn't remember anything about his Aunt Lavina. He did say that Aunt Helen was a criminal, and that she was a step-aunt. He told me I could find more information on her in old magazines and newspapers, apparently she was pretty famous. Helen Guiton (Gighton? we're unsure of the spelling, but it's pronounced GI-ton) shoplifted to support a heroin addiction.
Uncle Dan did tell me a little bit about his grandparents. Apparently, Arthur's father disowned him when he married the daughter of a Methodist preacher. I need to ask Dan if Arthur's family was Baptist, or what religion they were that they found the Methodist denomination so offensive! Jack was a preacher in a Baptist church, the Dallas Baptist Temple, and everyone in my family that is any religion at all is Baptist, so I'd be surprised if Arthur's family was anything but.
Dan also told me that his mother, Ethel Marie Ramshay, grew up on a farm in Frisco. He told me that he remembered going to visit his uncle Chester there, and it was a big deal to go all the way out to Frisco; it was going out in the country. Now, Frisco is part of the Dallas-Fort Worth metroplex, and is completely urban. It was really funny for me to think of Frisco as a farm community!

So in that visit, I was able to learn a few details about Arthur York and his wife, Lunnie McMillen; where their children lived and raised families; and where Ethel Ramshay grew up. Not bad!

Uncle Dan gave me his sister Hazel's address. Other members of my family had refused to give me any info on her, telling me she's crazy and I don't want to talk to her. I said "If she knows the names of her grandparents, I DO want to talk to her! Those are my ancestors!" So I went today. And I'm so glad I did! I like her! She told me she IS crazy, but she's on medication to control it. I think the medication must work, b/c she seemed pretty sane to me :D
She didn't know her grandparents' names, either. But she did tell me some about her mother, Ethel. She spoke eloquently of Ethel's love for her children and her happiness in her role as a mother.
Ethel had moved off her family's farm and was working for a Jewish couple; one of her jobs was to cook for them, and she was a good cook. She cooked them a big breakfast every morning. Being Jewish, they didn't eat pork, but they allowed her to buy bacon for her to cook for herself; the Jewish husband would come into the kitchen and sneak bacon for himself! One day, Jack came to breakfast with them and met her, and loved the food she cooked. He joked later that he married her for her cooking. Perhaps that was why she continued cooking big breakfasts all her life; Dan said he remembered her always cooking a big breakfast, and he hated having to eat so much food so early in the morning!
Dan said his mother was "off" or "not quite right in the head." I asked Hazel if she had anything to elaborate on that description, and she got a little bit worked up, defending her mother. She said her mother had a hard life, being wife to a minister and having children to raise. She got a grocery allowance of $25/week from her husband, and she tried to spend a little less than that so she would have some to put aside. And when she had enough put aside, she would go shopping. Well, her husband (Jack) did NOT like that, and he would be furious with her when she came home, making her cry. Once she started crying, Jack would call in some ladies from the church to come help her. She also had the sad experience of finding out that her husband had been unfaithful to her. Hazel ended by saying "I think anyone would seem not quite right having gone through that!" Hazel said her mother loved being a mother. Ethel made it her goal to be a good mother, since she hadn't had one when she was growing up. (Ethel's mother died in childbirth; Ethel's last memory of her mother was seeing her being carried out on the bloody mattress she'd birthed on.)
Hazel mentioned that there were secrets in her parents' families, and sometimes they would argue about whether to tell them or not. I sure am curious to know what they were! She said there was someone in Ethel's family picture on her wall, that Jack didn't like. He'd walk by the picture and say "They shouldn't be on the wall."
Hazel said her mother believed it was her duty to always have enough money saved so she could "get to her children"; I'm assuming this was later in her life, after her children had grown and moved on. Ethel refused to go to a nursing home when she was old and frail. She told her son, "You can call a nursing home to come get me, but they can't touch me if I tell them not to!"
Hazel also said that there was estrangement over a marriage choice in her mother's family, just like in her father's family (remember, Arthur's father disowned him b/c he married the Methodist preacher's daughter), but she couldn't remember if it was her mother's father, or his father, or both; and I wonder if she's simply getting it mixed up with the story of Arthur's father.

I was curious about this Aunt Helen who was a criminal. Uncle Dan had said she was a step-aunt, but that didn't make sense. Helen York was born to Arthur and Lunnie as one of their middle children, so she didn't come from a previous or later marriage. Hazel said she didn't know how Helen was related, partly b/c the family didn't like to talk about her at all. She said her father preached to her and baptized her while she was in prison, and there was a newspaper article about it in the Dallas Times Herald. I'll have to look that up!

So, to sum up. My great-grandmother was Ethel Marie Ramshay, and she was born and raised on a farm in Frisco, Collin County, Texas. She had two sisters and a brother, Mary, Flossie, and Chester; Hazel said Flossie had asthma and was raised by her aunts and uncles who lived in another part of the country. Ethel had aunts and uncles there in Frisco, but Hazel couldn't remember their names except for Ethel's uncle Champ. I have written down that Ethel's father's name was John, but I don't know where I got that, and I haven't found a John Ramshay in any census in Collin county; neither Hazel nor Dan remembered if Ethel's father's name really was John, so I don't know if it was or not. I'm excited to find out more about her and where she came from!

Wednesday, November 18, 2009

Welcome! Risher, Ramshay, Harding, and Newcomb

Welcome to my genealogy blog! I'm hoping to connect with other researchers on my family history. I've seen some of my ancestors' info re-posted in numerous places online, but with different name spellings, dates, places, etc. and I want to find out which is correct. I also would love to do some descendancy research and find out who on earth I'm related to!
I have a friend who works in an LDS Family History Center every Tuesday night, and she's invited me to come in when she's there and we can work on my family tree. I took her up on that, and the first time I went in she shared chocolate with me and found my great-great-grandmother that I'd been looking for for about ten years. I was hooked!
This blog was her idea, as well. I can keep up with what information I'm working on, here. I really only get a chance to work on it every Tuesday night, so writing down what we work on when I'm there will help me jump right back in when I go back in another week (two weeks, this time, since the Family History Center will be closed for Thanksgiving next week).

So! Last night we worked on cleaning up and organizing my family history, both online and on paper. I brought in a portable file organizer, all my disorganized papers, and chocolate. And my baby and 3-year-old! 3-year-old was asleep in the car when I got there, and by the grace of God he stayed asleep when I carried him in. I laid him on the floor and he slept for about 45 minutes; one worker said my ancestors were soothing him to keep him asleep so I could find them! My baby was easy, too, even slept in a worker's arms while I worked.
While cleaning up my family tree, my friend found two unnamed children of Ambrose Harding (1799-1881) and Amelia Newcomb (1799-1886). This couple were married and started their family in Kentucky, then emigrated to Texas. We have record of 5 of their children: Elizabeth, Amelia, Benjamin F. (my ancestor), F. M., and Spicy A. According to a couple of cousins of mine, they had two more children, but we don't have their names, places or years of birth or death. Did they even exist? Were they babies who died at or soon after birth? Or did they grow, marry, move away, and leave no trace?
Then we started looking for the parents of Ethel Marie Ramshay, 1913-1979. She was supposedly born in Frisco, TX, but I can't find record of her anywhere! She was my paternal grandpa's mother, and I know she still has some living children and grandchildren. I need to get in touch with them.

Last week we looked for my adoptive grandpa's parents. His name was John T. Risher, and he adopted my mom when he married her mom. He was born in Columbia county, AR, in 1935. We couldn't find any information online, so I called my Granny and asked her. She didn't know offhand who his parents were, but she said she may have his birth certificate in a lockbox at her bank, or my uncle may have it. Now that I think about it, perhaps the marriage record would have his parents' names on it. They married in 1955..... so next time I go I'll look for that. It'll be good to have the marriage record even if we do find the birth certificate.

So, that's what I've gotten done so far. I'm excited to be working on my family history again!