It’s Been Awhile

Today is Friday and I am on my way to Los Angeles to spend some time with my sister Herlinda. It has been awhile since I have written. Don’t count me out, cause I miss you as much as you miss me.

2015 is a year of completion for me, so I have been making plans on how I can make it happen. This year is also a year of transitioning as I know that in 2016, there will be a lot of new things on the horizon.

Today, I am hoping to visit a cemetery or two to take some photos of some headstones of my ancestors. I have many that are buried throughout Los Angeles, so it is difficult for me to know exactly where. I have a list, but today, I think I will visit my Aunt Ada Bunn. I believe she is my great-grandfather’s sister. She would be the youngest of the siblings. I am grateful that I had the opportunity to know her. She always had a smile on her face. That is what I knew of her the most.

So, as I journey to Los Angeles, I will be checking in with a report. I am only less than two hours away…so it is not a long journey, however, the genealogical journey could take me anywhere.

So, I will see you soon. Hope you have a great day.

~Root Digger

Root Digger Daily Journal: Friday, October 5, 2012

Today was one of those days where everything was in slow motion.  Had a lot on my plate and still do.

This morning after my friend and I dropped my daughter off to school, we went to a little cafe in Lemon Grove, CA.  I can’t even remember the name.  They gave big servings for the breakfast meals, and I was so hungry and ate all except the pancakes.  Then I purchased some items at the medical supply place that would help me take care of my uncle when he comes home.  Now you know that I could not leave Lemon Grove without visiting the antique store.  I bought a few more photos that had names on the back as they were a part of the collection I already had at home, and I gather that they will give some meaning to the research at hand.

Today I presented the artwork portrait of my father to the elementary school librarian and met with some of the students in a 4th grade class.They were so happy to meet me and I was happy to meet them.

I didn’t do much with genealogy today, but I did participate on an online chat with Joseph McGill of the Slave Dwelling Project.  This project is so intriguing…I would like to participate maybe next year.

I  started to go through College Board to order SAT reports for the twelve schools my daughter is interested in.  I am really starting to get pumped up for the College process with her.

Well it is late, my grandson is here and still awake at 10:30pm…It is time to wind down and maybe play a game of Words with Friends.

See you all tomorrow.

Good Night!

 

Root Digger Daily Journal: October 3, 2012

Today I spent most of my time going through old pictures that I had purchased in Antique Stores.  I did minimal research on the photos because at this point it doesn’t make sense for me to have them sitting in file cases and boxes because the photos need some background information.

I usually like to google the photography studios, the photographer and also look up the individuals  that have been identified.  I am very interested in taking a course in identifying old photographs.  I find it difficult to discuss the photo when I am unsure what approximate year it was taken based on the hair styles, the dress attire, the type of furniture, pose and even the type of photograph it is.  If anyone knows where a course is available online, let me know.

My grandson stayed the night with me.  I have been very impressed with how well he has been eating. He used to be a very picky eater.  When he went to bed, he said, “Grandma, you have a lot of books!”  I told him that I want to take him shopping so he can pick out some books, because he needs to read.  It really is true that our children emulate us.  Glad I can be an influence in this way. Maybe he will take to genealogy.  He is always asking about the pictures I have on the wall of his great grandparents.

Well this is all for my short insert for the night.  I am a little tired…and hope that I will have more time to post a few more photos and post Part #3 of Shober Hairston.

First Post: Procrastination No More

Welcome into my world of Procrastination No More!

Procrastination is my #1 enemy, and beginning today (not tomorrow), I am stomping the old girl out!  Come inside the mind of a recovering procrastinator.  Procrastination has stopped me and slowed me down from many of the things I could have accomplished.

I war with Procrastination!  It feels like sometimes I have a war inside of myself.  It is if the elements of desire, perfectionism, and my mind & body do not work together.  It is an internal conflict and therefore I keep putting things off until tomorrow, or until I have a crises situation.  I don’t begin to move until I have no choice because I am in crisis!  When I am in Crisis mode, my work is not A+ like it should be. It is clear to me that I can do my projects even better if I had started earlier and had given myself more time.

I am not sure how many of you procrastinate, but I hope that what I write over the next 52 weeks, encourages you to overcome your tendency to procrastinate.

So until tomorrow, See you on my journey!!

Not Amanuensis Monday: Betty Peters 1942 -1944 Journal, Final Day

This is a continued effort to transcribe my mother’s 1942 Journal when she was 15 years old.

 

Jan 2, 1944
     So much has happened between last May and today that I can only touch on a very few of the outstanding events.
      Alvaretta came back to New York last fall.  She has been to see us several times.  Her lovely sister is living in the city with her four children.  Alvaretta is now living in Brooklyn with a married couple.



He’s a negro artist and she’s white.  Alvaretta claims to be living in a very cultured atmosphere and is very happy (now).
     Marian Anderson and Razz Fisher are married.  They tied the knot last summer.  It was in all the papers.  We sent them a card of congratulation and called them up.  They sent us a Christmas card.
     June and Palmer have been married for seven months.  The wedding was lovely.  Everything went off as planned, only better.  Moving pictures were taken which I haven’t seen as yet.  Aunt Vi Thompson sent us a photo-…

…graph though.  June went to Florida (where Palmer was shipped) and stayed for a month until he was shipped to North Carolina.  She’s home now.  She and Sis LaVant are both working at Sack’s 34th St. now.  June and I went out to lunch together and she ran out and left me to pay the bill.  How’d you like that?!!
     Richard Timpson and I had a fleeting romance that lasted from June 1943 to about the middle of September.  He ditched me because I was too virginal.  After fooling around with Barbara Franklin (who is one of them things) he was shipped away to Texas because of bad behavior at the New York Army Hall.  He became sick and had….



...to spend some time in the hospital out there but he’s out now.  He used to go around with Arlene Alvaranga and then Agnes Wethers.
    The summer was very warm and pleasant.  I acquired a sunburn whist I still haven’t entirely lost.  Late in August I spent a few days with Hilda (Bonnie) Proctor!  She knocks me out with her “dear lamb” Sonny banks from Boston and Lester.
     She visited me for the Christmas holidays.  Let me say right now that they are the most glorious holidays I have ever spent.  I can really see myself growing up now.  I’m doing so many…

…things now that I couldn’t ever do before.  (I was 17 years old on the 17th of November 1943). 
     We had a big tree for $4.08. Blonnie came X’mas Eve.
     Here are my activities.  (Christmas was on Saturday)
     Friday Night: Cocktails at Aunt Burnette’s house. (Blonnie and I had Pepsi Cola).  Bed about 4:00.
Saturday: 1. Loads of X’mas presents.
2. Dinner with the Family, Aunt Burnette and Uncle Albert, Blonnie, Joyce, Lester.  Ernest Craig, “septical” a hippy jerk from way back came back.
Sat nite: Lester & Hilda smooch while Joyce and I play records.

St. Martin Episcopal Church
230 Lenox Avenue (Malcolm X Blvd)
NY NY

Sunday: St. martin’s Church. Rain! Rain! Rain!  We meet Rev. Johnnie Johnson’s…

…son, David and plan party for Tuesday night.  Later we go to movies (Hamilton). Picture: “Sweet Rosie O’Grady”  Betty Grable, Robt. Young
Monday: We went Ice skating at Iceland (50th St.  I fell down twice.  Mon. Nite: Movies: “The Cross of Lorraine” with Pierre Aumont, Gene Kelly, Richard Whorf *** (in my estimation).
Tuesday: We fool around all day.  Go to David Johnsons party that night with Max and Charlie Yergan.  Nice party, just nice.  Jackie Canton is there.
Wednesday Night: THE COMUS CLUB







My first formal dance.  At the SAVOY.  Maxi Yergan escorted me.  (Is he handsome).  I hope he comes to see me.  I had a ball.  Other’s there were Blonnie, Lester, Barbara, Bobby, Frankie, Dixon (he’s a doll, I just love him), Pat Rainey, Betty Pogue, the fellow with the white streak in his hair, Pat Cuffee and scads of othhers.  What fun!
     A formal dance. Ha!  I’m growing up.  Thursday Blonnie went home.  My house was packed from morn till night with kids.  Friday was New Years.  We kids about 100 of us went first to Barbara’s then Bobby’s.  We carried on!  Had a ball!  Bobby was on furlough from the Navy, Frankie, from…



…the army.  God Bless them and all the others.  I didn’t go to Earl, Stanley, Wallace, Sonny’s party Monday because they didn’t want Blonnie and she was my guest Saturday Night.  Aunt Burnette and Uncle Albert drove Mom, Unk, me up to the Bronx to the Paschall’s new home.  Very nice time had.  When we came home, we went to Grace Thompson’s and ate candy, fruitcake, spareribs, blackeyed peas, drank rockin rye and milk. OW!  This is Sunday and I’m doing trig homework.
    Tommie Owens came over for a piece of cake, (his first time in my house) but it was all gone.  He a darling.  I…



…understand him now.  I love him too.  His friend, “Al”, the other fireman is going away to the Army on January 4 (Tuesday).


Boo! Hoo!  Ruthie and Liela are getting chummy again.


Oh Gee!  I love everybody.  Frankie Touie, Maxie.  What a mixup.  Dear Me!

 

 

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