Comments on: Question of the Week: Culture http://litpark.com/2007/10/22/question-of-the-week-culture/ where writers come to play Thu, 20 Nov 2008 12:01:52 +0000 http://wordpress.org/?v=2.2 By: Phillip Aitken http://litpark.com/2007/10/22/question-of-the-week-culture/#comment-76250 Phillip Aitken Tue, 22 Jan 2008 07:35:00 +0000 http://litpark.com/2007/10/22/question-of-the-week-culture/#comment-76250 Tom Jackson Posted the following on this site (line 13.) on October 22, 2007 at 10:57 am "... My great-great-great-great-great grandfather on my paternal grandmother's side is Sir William Beatty, ship's surgeon and close confidante to Horatio Nelson, ..." I am researching my family tree and seek information on Sir William Beatty ancestors and descendant, and was hoping to make contact with Tom. Tom Jackson Posted the following on this site (line 13.) on October 22, 2007 at 10:57 am “… My great-great-great-great-great grandfather on my paternal grandmother’s side is Sir William Beatty, ship’s surgeon and close confidante to Horatio Nelson, …”

I am researching my family tree and seek information on Sir William Beatty ancestors and descendant, and was hoping to make contact with Tom.

]]> By: Michael D. Williams http://litpark.com/2007/10/22/question-of-the-week-culture/#comment-70388 Michael D. Williams Sun, 28 Oct 2007 22:33:06 +0000 http://litpark.com/2007/10/22/question-of-the-week-culture/#comment-70388 Thank you for the kind words. Maybe if I would sit down and do it, you would be right. Thank you for the kind words. Maybe if I would sit down and do it, you would be right.

]]> By: Susan Henderson http://litpark.com/2007/10/22/question-of-the-week-culture/#comment-70022 Susan Henderson Sun, 28 Oct 2007 00:29:02 +0000 http://litpark.com/2007/10/22/question-of-the-week-culture/#comment-70022 <p>I hope you keep copies of your posts, Michael, because I have a feeling you have a novel in you that's coming out in little spurts over here.</p> I hope you keep copies of your posts, Michael, because I have a feeling you have a novel in you that’s coming out in little spurts over here.

]]> By: Michael D. Williams http://litpark.com/2007/10/22/question-of-the-week-culture/#comment-69801 Michael D. Williams Sat, 27 Oct 2007 15:03:47 +0000 http://litpark.com/2007/10/22/question-of-the-week-culture/#comment-69801 Here is my great grandmothers life story. I typed it just as she did so there are misspellings and typos. I have felt impressed for some time to write my life experences and I am going to attempt to write a few scenes if you Kear Reader will look over all mistakes and blunders. I have scores of friends in old Texas and Oklahoma to that will know me and remember these incidents. My Texas friends know me as Ella Davis from my childhood to young girlhood till I married. While my Oklahoma friends know me as Mrs. R.W. Leonard. I live now at the present in Texola Oklahoma with my oldest son Edgar Leonard. I was born in old Hunter on August the 31, 1876. My parents names were J.T. Davis and Martha (Hefner) Davis and I had as good Father and Mother as any body on this earth. When I was about one year and a half old my father and mother moved to Stephans county in the wild west them days, for wild hog trukeys buffalo and deer were plentiful. My mother was the mother of 11 children Me being the big old middler, being 5 older and 5 younger than I. Ther in old Stephens County Texas I spent manny happy a hour. With my patents and brothers and sisters. How we loved one another. I never will forget the good advise my Dear old Father gave me or all of us rather. He was our advisor and Mother dear MOther she petted and smouther our heart aches she was to tender-hearted and sympathic to whip so father had that to do also. But I will forget his upright honest life befor me. My fatherand Mother were methodis. I wouldn't take anything in the world for times I have seen me dear old father take his bible of the stand and read some scripturd and kneel and pray for God to bless his Children that none mith not be lost that they mite all be saved. They are both gone to that great behond and Ifor one aim to shank hands with them some time in the great City of God. When I was 19 years old in the year of 1895 I married to one of the best men in the world. R.W. Leonard. 35 years we have lived happy together. While we have had our troubles and heart aches but we have had our happiness to. God blessed us with 6 dear children we raised 5 to be grown. God saw fit to take our first born away from us when she was two years old. That was the turning hour of my life but it tought me a lesson that I will never forget, it taught me to be submissive to Gods will. Hope you found it interesting. Here is my great grandmothers life story. I typed it just as she did so there are misspellings and typos.

I have felt impressed for some time to write my life experences and I am going to attempt to write a few scenes if you Kear Reader will look over all mistakes and blunders. I have scores of friends in old Texas and Oklahoma to that will know me and remember these incidents. My Texas friends know me as Ella Davis from my childhood to young girlhood till I married. While my Oklahoma friends know me as Mrs. R.W. Leonard.
I live now at the present in Texola Oklahoma with my oldest son Edgar Leonard.

I was born in old Hunter on August the 31, 1876. My parents names were J.T. Davis and Martha (Hefner) Davis and I had as good Father and Mother as any body on this earth. When I was about one year and a half old my father and mother moved to Stephans county in the wild west them days, for wild hog trukeys buffalo and deer were plentiful. My mother was the mother of 11 children Me being the big old middler, being 5 older and 5 younger than I.

Ther in old Stephens County Texas I spent manny happy a hour. With my patents and brothers and sisters. How we loved one another. I never will forget the good advise my Dear old Father gave me or all of us rather. He was our advisor and Mother dear MOther she petted and smouther our heart aches she was to tender-hearted and sympathic to whip so father had that to do also. But I will forget his upright honest life befor me. My fatherand Mother were methodis. I wouldn’t take anything in the world for times I have seen me dear old father take his bible of the stand and read some scripturd and kneel and pray for God to bless his Children that none mith not be lost that they mite all be saved. They are both gone to that great behond and Ifor one aim to shank hands with them some time in the great City of God.

When I was 19 years old in the year of 1895 I married to one of the best men in the world. R.W. Leonard. 35 years we have lived happy together. While we have had our troubles and heart aches but we have had our happiness to. God blessed us with 6 dear children we raised 5 to be grown. God saw fit to take our first born away from us when she was two years old. That was the turning hour of my life but it tought me a lesson that I will never forget, it taught me to be submissive to Gods will.

Hope you found it interesting.

]]> By: Michael D. Williams http://litpark.com/2007/10/22/question-of-the-week-culture/#comment-69797 Michael D. Williams Sat, 27 Oct 2007 14:52:21 +0000 http://litpark.com/2007/10/22/question-of-the-week-culture/#comment-69797 I like this topic. My ancestry is English, Scot, Scot-Irish, Irish, Welsh, Cherokee and Chickasaw. Both sides of my family started in the southern colonies and made the natural progression west. I remember as a child being with my mothers family in western Oklahoma and everyone being around an old upright piano singing old time hymns. They were very religious people and all of the older women wore long sleeved dress and since they never cut their hair they had big braided buns on the back of their heads. The men were very dour and aloof around the women but outside the house were loud and jovial. It didn't seem strange to me at the time but what a different world we live in now. I spend the first Thursday of the month with my mothers family but there is no singing only eating at some chain restraunt and talking about current issues and not telling stories of the past. Kids sitting at the dinner table texting their friends and having no idea what happened before 1990. I see us losing our cultural identity for a more homoginized national and world identity. Is this a good thing? I don't think so, other may, but not I. I think we should embrace all culture but we should not abandon our ethnic and regional identity to follow the main stream. Anyway I could go on and on about this one but I think you get the idea. I like this topic. My ancestry is English, Scot, Scot-Irish, Irish, Welsh, Cherokee and Chickasaw. Both sides of my family started in the southern colonies and made the natural progression west. I remember as a child being with my mothers family in western Oklahoma and everyone being around an old upright piano singing old time hymns. They were very religious people and all of the older women wore long sleeved dress and since they never cut their hair they had big braided buns on the back of their heads. The men were very dour and aloof around the women but outside the house were loud and jovial. It didn’t seem strange to me at the time but what a different world we live in now. I spend the first Thursday of the month with my mothers family but there is no singing only eating at some chain restraunt and talking about current issues and not telling stories of the past. Kids sitting at the dinner table texting their friends and having no idea what happened before 1990. I see us losing our cultural identity for a more homoginized national and world identity. Is this a good thing? I don’t think so, other may, but not I. I think we should embrace all culture but we should not abandon our ethnic and regional identity to follow the main stream. Anyway I could go on and on about this one but I think you get the idea.

]]> By: Susan Henderson http://litpark.com/2007/10/22/question-of-the-week-culture/#comment-69251 Susan Henderson Fri, 26 Oct 2007 11:46:58 +0000 http://litpark.com/2007/10/22/question-of-the-week-culture/#comment-69251 Daryl - It's amazing if you look up some of the old Victorian names people were given. I have a feeling this book you're writing will be great. I hope you reconsider the sausage. Tom - Ha! Oronte - After the Beatles concert my kids did, I could actually go a long while before hearing them again. And I'm already starting to feel that way about The Who. Robin Grantham - I'm a military brat, too. That's a culture in and of itself! Now, go write a story featuring peroxide and Hatfield/McCoy relations! Daryl - It’s amazing if you look up some of the old Victorian names people were given. I have a feeling this book you’re writing will be great. I hope you reconsider the sausage.

Tom - Ha!

Oronte - After the Beatles concert my kids did, I could actually go a long while before hearing them again. And I’m already starting to feel that way about The Who.

Robin Grantham - I’m a military brat, too. That’s a culture in and of itself! Now, go write a story featuring peroxide and Hatfield/McCoy relations!

]]> By: Robin Grantham http://litpark.com/2007/10/22/question-of-the-week-culture/#comment-68337 Robin Grantham Wed, 24 Oct 2007 16:06:56 +0000 http://litpark.com/2007/10/22/question-of-the-week-culture/#comment-68337 I'd always felt disconnected from my family because I was a military brat. My father was in Vietnam when I was born. I'd lived in Cleveland, Mississippi and Louisiana by the time I was three. I never spent much time getting to know my roots. Well, there was that one summer I let my sister attack my head with a bottle of peroxide, but that is another story entirely. (A beautician actually pulled me aside while waiting for a restaurant one day and told me she could help me. Thankfully, she didn't burst into sympathetic tears, but I think it could have gone either way.) Fast forward to this past summer, when we took a trip to my grandfather's cabin in West Virginia (think: rain barrels and decrepit outhouses full of dark holes and leggy, stinging things). While there, my daughter promptly drove off the side of the mountain on a quad (ATV), breaking her arm and landing . . . well, she landed in poison ivy, but then she had to go to the hospital. In the midst of all this, my great uncle, who was a train conductor for many years, told me I was related to some of the participants of the Hatfield and McCoy feud. I'd been taking notes on other family stories, so let's just say this information didn't surprise me. I wanted to write a bit about it when I got home, but I wanted to verify it first, so I started digging. As it turns out, I eventually discovered that I am distant cousins with a number of writers, and well, criminals. It appears that Thomas More (Utopia) is my 15th great grandfather, which makes me especially sad about his whole beheading ordeal. Anyhow, you'd think the writing thing would be going better, but at least I understand now why I enjoy it so much. Then again, I haven't tried my hand at bank robbing yet. (I have Jesse James on my father's side.) Perhaps I've been barking up the wrong side of the tree. xo, Robin I’d always felt disconnected from my family because I was a military brat. My father was in Vietnam when I was born. I’d lived in Cleveland, Mississippi and Louisiana by the time I was three. I never spent much time getting to know my roots. Well, there was that one summer I let my sister attack my head with a bottle of peroxide, but that is another story entirely. (A beautician actually pulled me aside while waiting for a restaurant one day and told me she could help me. Thankfully, she didn’t burst into sympathetic tears, but I think it could have gone either way.)

Fast forward to this past summer, when we took a trip to my grandfather’s cabin in West Virginia (think: rain barrels and decrepit outhouses full of dark holes and leggy, stinging things). While there, my daughter promptly drove off the side of the mountain on a quad (ATV), breaking her arm and landing . . . well, she landed in poison ivy, but then she had to go to the hospital.

In the midst of all this, my great uncle, who was a train conductor for many years, told me I was related to some of the participants of the Hatfield and McCoy feud. I’d been taking notes on other family stories, so let’s just say this information didn’t surprise me. I wanted to write a bit about it when I got home, but I wanted to verify it first, so I started digging.

As it turns out, I eventually discovered that I am distant cousins with a number of writers, and well, criminals. It appears that Thomas More (Utopia) is my 15th great grandfather, which makes me especially sad about his whole beheading ordeal.

Anyhow, you’d think the writing thing would be going better, but at least I understand now why I enjoy it so much. Then again, I haven’t tried my hand at bank robbing yet. (I have Jesse James on my father’s side.) Perhaps I’ve been barking up the wrong side of the tree.

xo,

Robin

]]> By: Oronte Churm http://litpark.com/2007/10/22/question-of-the-week-culture/#comment-68297 Oronte Churm Wed, 24 Oct 2007 14:14:00 +0000 http://litpark.com/2007/10/22/question-of-the-week-culture/#comment-68297 Robin, I read your "about me" on your site, and we have a LOT to discuss. Beatles is my middle name. Aimee, we have a lot to talk about too. I'm from Southern Illinois coal country, and granddad was at one point (before Roosevelt) head of the UMWA for the state. Robin, I read your “about me” on your site, and we have a LOT to discuss. Beatles is my middle name.

Aimee, we have a lot to talk about too. I’m from Southern Illinois coal country, and granddad was at one point (before Roosevelt) head of the UMWA for the state.

]]> By: Tom Jackson http://litpark.com/2007/10/22/question-of-the-week-culture/#comment-68242 Tom Jackson Wed, 24 Oct 2007 11:20:52 +0000 http://litpark.com/2007/10/22/question-of-the-week-culture/#comment-68242 "Yee-haw!" (Tom then gleefully plays "Oh, Susanna" on his harmonica while awaiting the arrival of his unemployment check.) “Yee-haw!” (Tom then gleefully plays “Oh, Susanna” on his harmonica while awaiting the arrival of his unemployment check.)

]]> By: daryl http://litpark.com/2007/10/22/question-of-the-week-culture/#comment-68151 daryl Wed, 24 Oct 2007 04:45:27 +0000 http://litpark.com/2007/10/22/question-of-the-week-culture/#comment-68151 Yes, Death. Actually, the surname Death is an Anglicized version of the French ~D'eath. Upon searching findagrave.com, there are a lot of "Deaths" in Southern California. Wow, is that a loaded statement or what! I was kind of joking about the sausage though, as Germans and English cultures are big on them. And oh yeah, Sarah Jane will definitely play a role in my novel!! Yes, Death. Actually, the surname Death is an Anglicized version of the French ~D’eath. Upon searching findagrave.com, there are a lot of “Deaths” in Southern California. Wow, is that a loaded statement or what! I was kind of joking about the sausage though, as Germans and English cultures are big on them. And oh yeah, Sarah Jane will definitely play a role in my novel!!

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