Monday, November 23, 2015

Thanksgiving Greeting

I'm blessed beyond measure and looking forward to celebrating those blessings with family on Thursday.

I wish, for each of you, a day that embodies all that is expressed in these thoughts, written by Ray Stannard Baker:
"Thanksgiving is the holiday of peace, the celebration of work and the simple life . . . a true folk-festival that speaks the poetry of the turn of the seasons, the beauty of seedtime and harvest, the ripe product of the year -- and the deep, deep connection of all these things with God."
Or, if you prefer a touch of Thanksgiving humor, here's what Erma Bombeck had to say about the day:
"What we're really talking about is a wonderful day set aside on the fourth Thursday of November when no one diets. I mean, why else would they call it Thanksgiving?" :-) 

This XXXLarge turkey puts a smile on my face whenever I drive past. Oh, yes, and the name of the farm where he sits does more than put a smile on my face - it makes me giggle! The Soggy Bottom Goat Farm.



Tuesday, November 17, 2015

My 3rd Great Grandmother - Polly Pierce Clark

One of the things that has kept me busy in my retirement has been researching Dan's and my ancestry. I recently became a member of the Bell County Genealogical Society, which meets once a month. I'm finding it helpful and extremely interesting.

I thought it might be fun to blog, on occasion, about one of our ancestors. I have chosen my third great-grandmother, Polly Pierce Clark, as the first of those.

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Pauline (Polly) Pierce was born in 1824 in New York. She married Roswell Bailey Clark,  born in Pennsylvania in 1815, and they welcomed their first son, Wellington, in Climax, Michigan, on January 5, 1847. Their second son, William, was born in 1848, also in Michigan.

[A side note: Polly's first son is the first "Wellington" I have identified in our family tree. Several sons in following generations have been honored with that name, including my grandfather, Wellington Wesley Clark, my father, Robert Wellington Clark Sr, and my little brother, Robert Wellington Clark Jr. It is possible that Polly's son, Wellington, was named after the Duke of Wellington, who was one of Britain's great military heroes of the 19th century and was credited as the man who finally defeated Napoleon at the Battle of Waterloo.]

Roswell and Polly continued to live in Climax, Michigan. In 1861 the first federal income tax law was enacted, and records indicate that in 1864 they were assessed at the rate of 6% on the killing and sale of three hogs - amounting to a total tax due of 18 cents.

Soon after the death of her husband on February 21, 1885, Polly, along with her son and his family, moved to Nebraska. They were part of the great homesteaders race West to claim land. The Homestead Act, which was in effect for 123 years, allowed even women, African Americans, and immigrants to apply for land out west. Almost half of Nebraska was settled through the Homestead Act.

Polly, her son, Wellington, and his mother-in-law, Maria Darker Wynkoop, each laid claim to 160 acres of adjoining land. Polly's 160-acre plot was identified as the northeast quarter of section 7 in the twenty-first township of the fifty-third range. On the application papers, she sometimes signed her name with an "X", while at other times she actually penned her signature:





Her son, Wellington, built her house, in which she began living in May of 1885. It was a sod house, 16 x 24 feet, with a board-and-sod roof. It had one door and two windows, and was suitable for habitation year-round. She had an eight-foot deep well with good water and owned two horses and one cow.

In her first year on the acreage she planted 10 acres in corn which yielded 75 bushels.
In the second year she planted 10 acres in oats, but all of her crops were killed by drouth.
In the third year she planted 10 acres in corn which yielded 150 bushels.
In the fourth year she planted 10 acres in corn which yielded 200 bushels.
By 1890, when she had completed the requirements of the homestead law, making the property legally hers, she was 66 years old, and she had 20 acres planted in corn and 5 acres in flax. 

She lived simply, with the following possessions:  
1 wagon
1 plow
1 stove
1 table
2 beds
2 chairs
1 wash stand
1 desk
1 cupboard
dishes

Sixty percent of those who began the homesteading adventure abandoned their lots before the five-year residency requirement was achieved. But Polly braved the hardships and became a Nebraska landowner.

Polly died on February 4, 1910, at the age of 85, a true pioneer woman. 

Tuesday, November 10, 2015

Three Generations of Car Guys


Dan, Chris and Robert had a day at the vintage races in Austin last weekend. There MUST be a genetic marker for "cars" that these guys share! (By the way . . . thanks to Kelsey for these photos I snatched from her blog. Dan didn't remember to take pictures. That genetic marker - for "photos"- ISN'T in his DNA.)



Look close or you might miss seeing my favorite driver!



Monday, November 2, 2015

Sayonara Hidetaka

For over two years, now, I've had the honor and pleasure of tutoring my Japanese student, Hidetaka, every Tuesday evening. I do this tutoring, on a volunteer basis, through the Temple Literacy Council. Hidetaka was not the typical Literacy Council student, though, since he did not need help with reading skills, but with English as a second language. He was a veterinarian in Japan, and holds a second doctoral degree, as well. While here in the US, he was doing research for Texas A&M. He and his wife have two adorable children, both born while they were here in America. Dan and I have really enjoyed getting to know them.

About a month ago, Hidetaka told me that he and his family were going to return home, to Japan, in November. He hopes to come back to the States one day, but for family and career reasons, he needs to go home for now. We've become good friends, and I will miss our Tuesday night sessions.

Today Hidetaka, his wife, Kaori, and the children came by to bid us farewell. We agreed to keep in contact.



How thoughtful! They brought a beautiful bouquet of roses for me.
As a parting gift, I painted this memento of Texas for Hidetaka and Kaori. Hopefully it will remind them of many good times they had during their Texas sojourn. We hope to see them again some day.