>A Different Kind Of Fun!

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Since there are so many people crowded at the beaches, we opted for something different. We went to the grave park and walked around up and down the hills. It is such a beautiful grave park with lots of old crypts, and statuary. In the early 1900’s this is where people would hang out on Sunday after church. Go to the grave park and ride bikes and have a picnic. While we were visiting the grave park there were bikers and some people having a picnic. It was a really nice day!

>Phoebe Bethien Grant Smith Tribble

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This is my Great Great Grandma Phoebe Bethien Grant Smith Tribble. She was a pretty remarkable woman. She is from the same Grant family as Ulysses S. Grant. They were cousins.
Phoebe had 14 children. Her first husband Christopher Monroe Smith died, and Phoebe seem to move on rather quickly. 
The story goes…Phoebe loaded up the chuck wagon with all the children and all her belonging and married another man. Hill C. Tribble was her next choice. He had 10 children himself. The 2 were married, but the marriage did not last long at all.
The children were of various ages…all 24 of them. The children just could not get along. Fights would break out everyday. Hill C. Tribble was the preacher of the local church, and he help to found a school. He taught at the school and is mention is many documents of the area in West Virginia.
Phoebe got pregnant during her time that was married to Hill, but she could not take all the children fighting. She gathered her items once again, and loaded her chuck wagon and took off. It had been raining, and there were many mudslides in the area. Giant rocks were blocking many of the roadways. Phoebe would get out of the chuck wagon with all the mud. Her boots were heavy with mud, and she was pregnant. She would have to give the horses some extra nudges to get them to do something. She also had to put all the kids to work, and have them help get around each situation that they would stumble upon.
One of the wagon wheels rubbed against the side of a mountain and broke the wheel off the wagon. The family set up camp. They finally found a place to stay, but Phoebe did not marry again. She would have Alda (my great grandmother) pretend that her last name was Smith. All of the census records have her listed as a Smith. Later Alda would learn that she was a Tribble and not a Smith. Alda has on her marriage certificate Alda E. Tribble. 
Genealogy is one of my hobbies. I have been tracking down our family roots since I was young. Family Tree Markerhttp://rcm.amazon.com/e/cm?t=terradelsole333-20&o=1&p=8&l=bpl&asins=B002ASAEHE&fc1=000000&IS2=1&lt1=_blank&m=amazon&lc1=0000FF&bc1=000000&bg1=FFFFFF&f=ifr is what I use with Ancestry.com
Could you handle 24 kids?
I am working with Schultz Family and the Peterson Family, so here is the link. 

>C.M. Cooper

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Yet another artist that I only have one piece of work. I love this piece since it reminded me of my daughter when it first caught my attention. It looks as though she is just as hard to get to sleep just like my daughter. This painting just an impressionistic feel with the the heavy strokes that are used. I also like how she has used light and shade. The feeling for me is the baby finally made it to sleep, but not without a fight. She has to have two bears instead of one to pacify her to sleep.  Her little afghan that covers her body that is all balled up, is her favorite blanket.

If you want to find out more about C. M. Cooper here is her link. No, I don’t get paid or compensated in any way for telling you about her art. As an educational feature an artist that I have collected, and inform you where you can find out more information.

>Laughter

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My family cracks me up all the time. There is lots of laughter at our dinner table. The dogs are even funny. I have voices for each of them. The one on the right is Sadie, and she is the intellectual, and left is Sheba we joke that she makes plans with a crayon in the back of her house. Sheba is the one that has to go outside more often than Sadie. Sheba drools as she waits for a cookie. Sadie likes to lounge once dinner is over for us and for the dogs she comes into the house and spreads out on both of the cushions that are for the dogs. She will even put her paws up on the furniture.

What makes you laugh?

>Jesuits and Skulls

>I am a Roman Catholic. I was married in a Jesuit Church. I have seen so much erroneous information that we worship skulls and it is evil. This is just ignorance and arrogance. One phrase that is said over and over is “Find God in All Things, Find God in All People, Every Place, and EveryThing.” I think in this modern age we forget how close death was to everyone even 100 years ago. People usually had several generations of people in one home or close in the same community. People died from simple infections, and disease spread through families quickly. More importantly the Masons were started after the Cathedrals were built. Yes, they were a group of people that were a guild, later they would grow to the establishment they are today. Even this group is not evil! They have a broader scoop of religious beliefs. I just don’t understand why people are so quick to be judge others in such a harsh way. Religions all over the world have more in common with each other than differences, but some people just want to focus on something they construe as bad. Here are some images that the negative people focus on as negative.

Spiritual Exercises are one of the many things that Ignatius worked on in his life. If you are interested you could go here to listen to Spiritual Exercises. Ignatius was for education, keeping your body, mind and spirit tuned. At times when people had to stand for our faith they did, and some of those people died doing so. The crown upon the head of the skull is because this person was a Martyr. These people stood up for what they believed. Just because there are people around him praying does not mean they are worshipping a dead body or a skull. When people gather at a funeral they are not there to worship the person, they are there to remember the life they once lived. Sometimes skulls are all that is left of a Martyr. If the skull is brought out of a crypt is not being worshipped we are remembering that it has not always been so easy to be a Christian.

There are many images of St. Francis Borgia gazing at a skull.

Again we have the skull with a crown. St. Francis Borgia is remembering the life of someone that gave their life for Christians everywhere. Some other images of St. Francis with skulls

Here is St. Francis with a skull wearing a halo. The artist may have only wanted to hint at St. Francis and his adoration for Martyrs of Christianity.

St. Francis with a Martyr donning a crown on top of a book. The Jesuits were and still are to this day promoters of education. Behind St. Francis is a choir of angels and the Monstrance-Reliquary in the background.

This images almost seems to beg the question from St. Francis if we would be willing to be a Martyr for our faith. His eyes look right at us showing us that others have given their lives for us to have this freedom to participate Christianity.

Here again is St. Francis with a Martyr and a beckon on light in the background. I am guessing that this too is a Monstrance-Reliquary the light around it is the light on Christ. The light of Christ illuminates us in many different ways and variations for different people. Some people may feel moved to read the Bible more, while some people may be moved to help people, animals, or the environment. Why people have to criticise others for their callings is beyond me.

This is one of my favorites…

Here we have St. Francis is in a library, an appropriate place for a Jesuit. Jesuits were the founders of many Universities. Behind him is the crucifix to remind the viewer that Jesus died for all of us. The Monstrance-Reliquary is in his hand. A pen in the ink well. A reminder to all of us that writing is important. The skull of a Martyr, and paper  or maybe a letter in front of him. A letter to possibly to his good friend St. Ignatius?
   And the last one that I am going to show you…

A sculpture of St. Francis with a Martyr for Christianity. A book at his side to remind the onlookers how important education is to all of us. 


All of us need to educated ourselves before we jump to wild conclusions. Even fellow Christians are guilty of the same thing. The Davinci Code was a great book, and people were going mad over the contents. I read the book, and honestly…even if Jesus did have a child I would still be Catholic. I enjoy being a Catholic. I also enjoy reading a plethora of other materials that provoke thought. 


Thoughts do not equate evil. There are many ways to educate yourself. There are even so many ways to enjoy learning for free through iTunes University. Skulls don’t equate with all thing evil either. There is beauty in so many things, and there is also God in all things. What are some ways that you educate yourself?

>Howard Asa Gray Family History Friday

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Howard Asa Gray was the son of Osburn W. Gray. He was the husband of Alda. As I said last week, I found Asa by utilizing information that my family gave me. They told me that his name was Ace, but they did not know that Ace was only his nickname. They did tell me the Funeral Home they used. It is worth while to investigate any information that you have been given. I called the Funeral Home, and they not only told me that Howard was shown there also his daughter, Hazel.

The Funeral Home sent me a copy of the death certificate.I needed to know more about Hazel. Alda died after giving birth to Hazel. She lasted for 3 days after Hazel was born. Hazel was 4 years old and her and a little friend were playing with matches. Hazel was called into the house, and her friend put a lit match inside the box. As Hazel ran to the house the matches caught on fire, and then her apron. As Hazel ran the fire got worse, and she was burned throughout most of her body. A doctor came to the house for the next few days. Hazel died after enduring so much pain.

Aunt Nellie took care of the family. Howard went to work in the coal mines of West Virgina. His father Osburrn worked at any job he could get. He was a day laborer. He worked in the field, and so did the children. What ever work they could get and when they could get it, so this is probably why Howard wanted to be stable somewhere. His 2 other brothers Byron, Augustus, and Herbert all worked in the coal mines too. Herbert would go on to commit murder. I will have to share that information with you some time soon. I have the newspaper pieces I got from the archives, and I wrote to the prison he stayed.

Howard had a hard life, and I can see where he thought he had bad luck, but I think it started with Osburn. Osburn decided to leave without conforming to the year of morning…married another woman, and she was pregnant in no time. His family never had anything to do with him. His eldest daughter stayed with the family in Graysville. Unknown to the rest of the people Osburn took his family back to the place where he grew up swimming in the river. Howard grew up taking his kids to the same place, and my grandfather took his kids to the exact same place. We put this all together from a distant cousin. I met him on rootsweb. He told me about the swimming, and told me how he visited the place when he was young. My Aunts told me about how they would go, so we looked it up…it was the same place. It makes my heart heavy thinking that Osburn wanted to be a part of his family again. Maybe he told them stories  about how they grew up in Graysville.

Tips

Always Goggle your family person. You never know what you will come up with. There are so many people that have already done vast amounts of research. You may get lucky! Sometimes there are people that you will find with the same first middle and last name as YOUR person…these are usaully clues!!!! This may not be your person, but the names usually give great clues.

Many times you can find the maiden name of the female embedded in the name of one of the children. Usually it is a male, but sometimes it can be a female. Names often repeat from one generation to another. You can also find out much about the people…a common name can indicated that the person just went with what everyone else was doing like Eliza…very common in the 1800’s. There are many Spanish names in the line of Phoebe Grant (Alda’s mother), so I am wondering if there was Spanish in the line of Christopher Monroe Smith, or was she an avid reader of a book or two that was Spanish, or did she know some Spanish people?

>Nita Leger Casey

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Nita Leger Casey water colors are so beautiful. I bought two of these little 3×5 paintings. I just fell in love with her work. I have several of her pieces. I have some oils and watercolors. The watercolors just have so much skill for so many details. The little lamp posts are my favorite. I have a hard time passing a gallery that has a painting with a lamp post. Look at the flower post…and the umbrellas.

If you are interested in seeing more of her work go to her Gingerbread Art Studio.

>Flowers From Mothers Day

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I am very luck to have such a great husband. He is still Romantic after all these years. Not only did I get beautiful flowers for Mothers Day, but he made a huge breakfast. We woke to the smell of homemade waffles with a touch of cinnamon. Eggs that were perfectly round and sunny side up with all the white done. I can’t even get that in an established restaurant. One little biscuit, with a pat of butter on the side. Two golden brown hash browns that graced the side of my plate. It all looked like a little art work in itself. Thank you my dear hubby! I appreciate your everyday kindness and sweet gestures. I love you so much!

>Transforming News

>I have been appreciating more and more the material items I already have. I have also been more social, and have been tracking my spending more accurate. I used to give myself more permission to spend, but since Lent I have continued on my journey.

Even my husband took our tiles, and put them up in the kitchen. Our kitchen has transformed too. Are you transforming you or your surroundings?