Sympathy Saturday: Alice F. “Peters” Moore

     I am currently researching the Peters, My mother’s paternal side of the family.  I have located various death announcements and In Memorium Announcements in the Washington Post Newspaper via

     I found my Great Grandfather’s niece Alice F. Peters Moore’s Memorium in the Washington Post dated October 26, 1964.  Alice was the daughter of Yancey D. Peters who was the brother of my Great Grandfather, George Washington Peters.  I have more success locating my Great Grand Uncle’s direct line decedents than my own grandfather’s.

     Alice Peters was born in March of 1899 in Washington D.C, and died on October 26, 1954 in her hometown of D.C.
     According to this memorium Alice’s sisters Carlotta & Gladys and her brother Ralph were still living in 1964.  

Daily Journal: Cully Family Genealogy

Edgecombe, Sugar Hill, NY APT building Grandparents lived  in 1920’s

Today took a very interesting and a welcoming change in my Research, Writing, and Blogging.

I have finally realized I cannot do another thing until I organize my years of printing and saving documents.

Over the next few months, I am going to be organizing, sorting, scanning, filing, all of my Family Research information.  I have been researching the Cully Family since 2004 electronically and have not done the documentation required to keep up with the material or at least share it with individuals such as Debra Newton-Carter and Michaud Robinson who have interest in my papers as we both have family connections.

I have been doing Family  Search and Research in general since I was 18 years old in 1986.  I did not know there was a name for it until the year 2000. 

Since I have been researching the Cully Family, my Goal is to write two books within the next few years.  They are: The Cully Family: An African American Story and Embraced Identity.

I want to personally thank Debra Newton-Carter of In Black and White: Cross-Cultural Genealogy.  She has agreed to help with some of the documents and put them in some type of order so that I may focus more on my writing.

© Yvette Porter Moore-All Rights Reserved

Treasure Chest Thursday: Agnes Cully, her mirror & Shoe Horn Magnet

My Grandmother Agnes Cully attended the Women’s Trade School in Worcester, MA to take Dress Making Classes. In the picture below, she is the only African American in her graduating class. My mother shared with me that the people at the school were very nice to her and enjoyed her presence at the school. Agnes, born May 8, 1900 had been sewing as a little girl making dresses and outfits for her dolls. Her Grandmother Hannah Gilliam would question Agnes where she got the clothing, and Agnes would tell her she made them herself. Hannah, would whip her because she thought Agnes was lying since she did not have any formal training.
 Hannah had been born into slavery so this was the normal custom of weekly whippings she would give to the many children her daughter, Nora A. Cully had, since Hannah was the one who took care of them while Nora was continuously pregnant with a child or trying to recover.

Agnes Cully front and almost center (only African American)

These are a couple of items that I can always remember in my mother’s room growing up.  After my mother Betty Porter passed away in 2004, these are the items that I kept as heirlooms or treasures and hopefully will pass down to the next generation.  I never met my grandmother Agnes as she died three years before I was born.  I like having these items because I know that her hands touched them and I know she used the Horse Shoe Magnet daily as she was a fashion designer in New York.

Silver Hand Held Mirror

Silver Hand Held Mirror

Horse Shoe Magnet

Horse Shoe Magnet

© Yvette Porter Moore-All Rights Reserved

Betty Peters Journal (Day #2) January 3, 1942-Treasure Thursday

Betty Mae Peters (L) with friend Lois (R) in NY City
(My Grandmother Agnes made all of my mother’s clothing and many of her friends as well.)
This is a continued effort to rewrite my mother’s Journal…I think that finding her Journal was definitely a Treasure.
Page 20
January 3, 1942
Time: 12 Midnight
Page #20

I am quite happy this evening to be looking out the window at the falling snow which is the first heavy snow we have had this winter.  Of course I am sorry that Unkie has to be out in it (he always works very late on Saturday’s).  I have always declared that I prefer Winter to Summer and seeing this snow makes me know that it must be cold out and just the weather for ice-skating (my favorite sport).  I received a beautiful pair of white figure skates for Christmas and can hardly wait to wear them.  I won’t wear them until I get the ice-skating outfit…..

Page #21

Page 21

…that mother has been promising me for so long.  I’ve been skating for four years, and I think I should have one by now.  Lois came over to see me today.  She didn’t go to school yesterday either.  I didn’t go because I overslept. It was so silly to expect us kids to go back to school from our X’mas vacation on Friday just because it was January 2nd.

Lois stayed for a long time and after reading up to page 19 in this book she agreed to make a pact with me concerning writing books like this.  That is, I am going to finish this book while she writes one like it, about herself.  If one book isn’t enough we will….
Page #22
Page 22

write 2, 3, 4, etc.  When we decide to, we will exchange books.  I will read hers, and she will read mine.  Of course all of the contents of both sets of books will be kept secret (that’s part of the pact). And some day when we’re grown we will sit down and write biographies about each other.  And even if they aren’t marvelous enough to be rated as first class literature our Grandchildren or our immediate family and friends will enjoy reading them. Do I make myself clear?  If I don’t it’s alright because Lois is the one who’s going to read this book and she already understands the “Pact” perfectly.

The newspapers today were full….
Page # 23
Page 23
….of news about “The Fall of Manila.”  There’s nothing much I can say about it except: As you know this country is at war with (dirty) Japan.  “War” means that something has to be captured, something defeated, something gained, and something lost.  Of course everyone knows that:  “We have only begun to Fight.”~John Paul Jones.
Just as “Remember the Alamo” was the battle cry of the Texans in the Spanish-American war, our people are crying at the Taps of their (our) voices.  “Remember Pearl Harbor” which (of course) relates to the incident that begun our war.
Page #24
Page 24
About a month ago, without even hinting anything about war, The Japanese bombers cruelly bombed Pearl Harbor in the Hawaiian Islands.  This was a surprise attack and of course many of our citizens were killed.  War was declared between the U.S. and Japan shortly afterward.  But America will never forget how suddenly and cruelly the Japs attacked Pearl Harbor and they’ll be sorry before it’s all over for (as I said before):
“We have only begun to fight”
“God Bless America.”

Journal written in a Sterling Note Book
Everything is © copyright protected, and one must get permission to use any reference to this journal by Yvette Porter Moore or the Estate of Betty Porter.