Showing posts with label family history. Show all posts
Showing posts with label family history. Show all posts

Saturday, February 11, 2012

Arizona Centennial

They blocked off several blocks downtown.  Right outside the building where I work was a military village.  Here they are talking about the Buffalo Soldiers.

and some in old uniforms

there were some really cool tanks



byplanes flying over (there were bombers too but I didn't get pictures of everything)

an old west town

where you could pan for gold and see gun fights

an Indian village

the Indian village was my favorite I went back a couple times

Salt River Pima Indian dancers

Hopi dancers

a Mexican village

and lots of old cars

AND!!! they opened the old City Cemetery.  So I went in and found my Great-great Grandmothers headstone.  Looks like it was placed recently though.  Elizabeth Anne Shelton Gordon was buried next to her grandson Clarence Boston who died age 17 months after drowning in a washtub.  Clarence was my grandfather's brother.  There is no stone for Clarence.

Monday, January 3, 2011

Inaugural Set-up

So, this is what it looked like at 8am, before the crowd showed up.  I was delivering one last sign.
See those nice straight rows of chairs?  I did the drawing so they would know where to place them.  Aren't I special.  No, we can NOT change the seating chart again.  It's too late, now.  Sheesh.



P.S. If you couldn't get into your Senate parking space - that was NOT me at the gate asking for your Senate ID, hope you weren't late getting to your seat.  And YES you have to have a ticket to get in.  And to the lady who "always does her morning walk through here."  Better luck tomorrow.

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And in other (related, haha) news...
This is Gov. Hunt and my Grandpa Boston on 23 NOV 1924.  He was his driver/bodyguard.


The picture is grainy.  Clicking on it WILL make it bigger, but it will still be grainy, unless you want to purchase an official copy from Library and Archives.

I would have posted that one picture of me and Gov. Brewer, NOT, I didn't have my picture taken with Governor Brewer.  I'm not THAT special.

Friday, March 19, 2010

I'M HOOKED!

You've GOT to watch Who Do You Think You Are?  The new NBC show on discovering your roots.  I missed the original airing, but I watched the past two episodes on the internet.  LOVED IT!

Tuesday, October 6, 2009

to Sue Carney

I would love to help in anyway I can. I of course don't know anything about South African documents. But we can start with
www.new.FamilySearch.org
Have you been there? You'll need to know the date you were confirmed and your church record number. Your church record number can be found on your temple recommend or the ward clerk can look it up for you. Looking forward to getting to know you better.
Jennifer

Friday, June 5, 2009

Laura Frances Gordon Morris 1869-1907

This is a story about Laura Frances Gordon, who was Nettie Virginia Gordon's (my great-grandmother) sister, on my Dad's side. They are two of the daughters of William Gordon, that I wrote about previously. And at the end of the second story is a Miss Nelson who would be the daughter of another of sister. Recently I was contacted by a Don Colson who wanted to know if I wanted more information about her death. You see Laura and her daughter were murdered. Well, of course I wanted more information. And - since my sister, Jeanette, had somehow never heard the story I will post it here for all.

The first two paragraphs come from this great Arizona history website that I discovered quite awhile ago, but the author gives NO source for his information. The rest of the post is from a book, Graham County History: Mt. Graham Profiles, Vol 2, pgs 158-159. Copies mailed to me by Don Colson. He didn't say what year the Graham History was published. I do have another story somewhere, but I'll have to look for it when I'm not at work 8-/

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The year 1907 was also very eventful in the history of Globe. Most of the incidents revolved around the famous old scout Al Sieber. Even in his later years Sieber managed to be involved in dramatic incidents. On 31 January 1907, a woman named Laura Morris and her daughter, Arminta Ann (age 4 and a half) were brutally murdered with a knife near Roosevelt Dam (then under construction--begun in 1905 and finished in 1911). Arizona Ranger Jim Holmes was notified, and he called on Al Sieber to help. Two Apaches who had been scouts with Sieber, a man named "Rabbit" and another named "Yesterday," were called on to assist. As it had recently rained a lot, the scouts were able to follow the killer's footprints until they came to a pool of water near the river, where the killer had washed his hands. They noticed in the pool someone had dragged his right foot a little. Knowing scouting lore, they knew that the killer must have thrown something from that point, because when a man throws something he tends to drag his right foot. They then threw some rocks in the same direction as the man's footprints. When they inspected where they fell, they found the original murder weapon. They knew that the knife belonged to William Baldwin, and so he was quickly arrested. He was placed in the jail behind the newly-erected courthouse, which had been built in the same location as the old one, in Globe. (The "new" courthouse is now called the "old courthouse.")
Anger spread quickly through Globe when it was found out that Baldwin was in the jail. A mob formed and rushed onto the courthouse steps, where it was stopped by Sheriff John Henry Thompson ("Rimrock Henry"), who was holding a Winchester rifle. Thompson told the men (a significant proportion of the grown male population of Globe) that he would allow no lynching, and that they would have to pass by him first. He continued to talk to the mob and then threw the cell keys to them, acting as if he had given up. He told the people to "Go get him--if you can." In the meantime Baldwin had been spirited out the back of the jail by Deputy Jack Knight and was hidden on a train that was going to Solomonville. The mob swarmed over the courthouse, even up onto the copper roof, but were unable to find Baldwin. In Solomonville William Baldwin received his trial and was hung there on 12 July 1907.

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AUG. 30, 1978
GRAHAM COUNTY’S LAST LEGAL HANGING

Not only did Territorial-Graham County hang its evildoers high, but they hung one and then another until the count reached nine. Statehood-Graham County, however, in sharp contrast, committed Charles Blackburn to the gallows at Florence in 1926 and never again meted out the death penalty. All of the above mentioned nine felons to twist slowly in the wind at Solomonville were convicted of the crime of murder. Last of these bloody-handed desperadoes to dance – on-air, was one William Baldwin who except for a series of unusual circumstances, would normally have been tried and executed in Gila County where he brutally murdered 38 year old Laura Frances Morris and her 4 ½ year-old daughter Aminta Ann Morris.
This dastardly crime occurred January 31, 1907 at the Morris home located several miles east of the Roosevelt Dam, then under construction. Laura and her husband Harvey Morris were helping to support their five children by selling bread to restaurants, etc., that Mrs. Morris baked in her home. It was while Harvey was away from home peddling the fresh loaves and the four older children were making their way to school that the mother and daughter’s throats were cut.
After the slain bodies were found by a neighbor a massive search for the killer was quickly instituted by Gila County Sheriff, Henry Thompson. Participating in the hunt was the noted Indian scout Al Seiber and a number of Apache trackers who discovered the murder knife in a pool of water. The knife, an investigation revealed, had been purchased at the company commissary shortly before the deaths of the mother and daughter.
Word of the slayings spread like wildfire, especially in Gila County, and Baldwin immediately was threatened with mob action. First, Al Seiber had to ward off a lynch-minded mob and next Sheriff Thompson had a similar experience while delivering his prisoner to the Gila County jail in Globe.
But the slamming of the cell door on Baldwin did not spell safety for the prisoner as still another mob howled for blood. In this instance it was angry Globe area citizens who stormed the jail and to no avail as the intrepid sheriff had concealed his charge in the nearby First Baptist Church outhouse.
With the mob situation continuing to grow more tense and precarious, Sheriff Thompson reached the decision to spirit Baldwin out of Globe and to the distant Graham County jail located in Solomonville, or today’s Solomon. So, late in the night, after the mob dispersed, Sheriff Thompson called on the railroad section foreman for assistance. It was agreed that Deputy Bill Voris would sneak Baldwin to a steel railroad bridge on Willow Street and hide him underneath the bridge (it still stands) that spanned Pinal Creek. Before daylight the Sheriff joined the work crew dressed as a section hand to disguise himself and went to the secluded spot. Baldwin was ordered to lie on the extra car, and a canvas was thrown over him. The crew pumped their hand-operated cars upgrade for about three miles, and stopped to await the coming of the passenger train which would stop to test the air-brakes before descending the other side of the grade. Sheriff Thompson boosted Baldwin aboard and the two traveled safely to the sanctuary of the Graham County jail.
By virtue of an affidavit of prejudice, Baldwin was granted a trial in Graham County which commenced March 1907. Presiding over it was Gila County’s Judge Nave while Stoneman of the same county served as prosecutor. After a short trial Baldwin was adjudged guilty of the Morris slayings and was sentenced to die by hanging at the Solomonville jail. After the trial’s conclusion, Baldwin was taken to Tucson for further safekeeping.
Described as a “chocolate negro,” the 27 year-old Baldwin was a native of Montgomery, Alabama who had reached the Roosevelt dam site in 1906. From the very moment of his capture until the very moment of his death, Baldwin was stoic in the extreme and would eat and sleep in a normal manner. Although a member of the Baptist Church, he found consolation in the ministrations of Father Cajet and was baptized into the Catholic faith.
The hanging of Baldwin fell to the lot of Graham County Sheriff A. A. (Pap) Anderson who was a grand gentleman as well as being a highly efficient and courageous law officer. Later, with skill and dedication, Mr. Anderson served the Arizona State Penitentiary at Florence.
Before mounting the scaffold on a July 12, 1907 morning, Baldwin listened impassively to the reading of the death warrant. Then, in company with Father Cajet, he climbed the scaffold’s steps. At no time did he display a trace of fear. Nor did he make a statement while on the gallows, but he did wave farewell to the witnesses assembled for the hanging. Sixteen minutes after the trap was sprung, he was pronounced dead. His place of burial was a short distance south of Solomonville’s original cemetery, or about a quarter of a mile southeast of today’s LaPaloma Bar.
One of several oddities connected with the Baldwin hanging was the fact the execution was witnessed by a Miss Morris and a Miss Nelson, a daughter and niece of Laura Frances Morris. The two young ladies sought and received permission to view the hanging.
Another oddity was a letter received by Solomonville’s widely known John Epley, one written by a Nevada lady who requested that Mr. Epley send her a piece of the rope used to hang Baldwin… “I have been told,” wrote the lady, “that a piece of rope used in the hanging of a negro, when tied around a limb, is a certain cure for rheumatism.”
FOOTNOTE – The only living witness to the Baldwin hanging, as far as this writer can determine, is Robert B. Anderson of Ajo, Arizona. Like his illustrious father, Sheriff Anderson, Bob is also a grand gentleman, a historian of note and raconteur of unsurpassed ability.
At the time of the Baldwin hanging, Bob was, of course but a curious lad. Skipping school, he climbed a strategically placed tree just outside the courtyard, a position which afforded him a view of the death-drop. Regrettably – for Bob – the price of admission for his tree seat came high. It seems he was observed in his perch by Duncan merchant and politician, B. B. Adams, who told Sheriff Anderson of his son’s escapade. It was then that the sheriff, back of the woodshed, carried out his second execution of the day.

Tuesday, May 19, 2009

William Gordon

I didn't forget about the Journal Jar, it's just been crazy for us around here and will continue till schools out. This week alone I have: 2 nephews and a niece graduating from 8th grade (at three different schools), the twins graduating from hs and 2 weddings! Sheesh!



Okay about William Gordon. The Gordons arrived in Arizona sometime after 1875 (when their youngest daughter, Hattie was born in Nevada) and before 1878 (when their oldest daughter, Elizabeth was married in Phoenix). Settling in what is now called Gordon Canyon, in the Hell's Gate Wilderness near Payson. Then moving to Grapevine on the Upper Salt River, now under Roosevelt Lake. When their cabin got too small William donated it to be used as a school. The school was then donated to Pioneer Village (Living History Museum) in Phoenix, where it still stands today. The family eventually moved to Tempe.


A few book quotes about the Gordon Family:
"...gradually people realized that the days of Indian depredation were about done, and that Pleasant Valley again promised paradise. A few hardy individuals and families took the chance and did well. Then, word of the valley's seemingly inexhaustible grass and timber spread. Settlement accelerated. ... The Gordons came, froze out, and moved to a warmer clime, but their name remained on a canyon." (A Little War of Our Own, p. 33)


"Another gent of bad repute, Marion Bagley, oversaw a suspected rustlers' stronghold on the southern fringes of the Pleasant Valley country. The August 6, 1887 Arizona Sentinel of Yuma carried the paragraph: 'Marion Bagley, a noted horse thief in Maricopa County and surrounding counties, was shot and killed on upper Salt River by Deputy Sheriff Benbrook and posse on Monday last. Deputy John Benbrook notified Bagley who was resting on his cot at Gordon's ranch, that he had a warrant from Maricopa county for his arrest. Bagley immediately placed his hand on his six-shooter which was under the blanket when Benbrook and Bagley instantly fired. Benbrook received a slight flesh wound in the thumb of the left hand and Bagley fell forward and lived but two or three hours after the shooting.' The Gordon family, with whom Bagley was staying when shot, had tried to make a life under the Tonto Rim in what became known as Gordon Canyon, but cold years froze them out. They found warmer, lower altitude at Grapevine Springs on the upper Salt River. The Gordons may have been the unnamed but highly regarded benefactors of young Frederick Russell Burnham." (A Little War of Our Own, pgs. 116-117)


"The Burnham deputy. Two ambitious deputies attempted to attach the Gordon family cattle to settle a mercantile debt. One deputy dropped at the sound of a distant gunshot. '...the old man ... had trailed the deputies, and, with his long rifle, had killed his man at an astounding range of eight hundred yards.' The Gordons paid off the other deputy to cover up the killing of the officer. [A Little War of Our Own, p. 159 (quoting from Frederick Russell Burnham's book "Scouting on Two Continents," 1926.)]



I'll try to catch up on the other stories later. Maybe, when school is out.

Thursday, May 14, 2009

From the Journal Jar

1. What was your most embarrassing moment?
Hello! Why would I share that with you?! Do-over.

2. Tell the words of a song from your childhood. What memories does it bring?
Oh! Actually, I did that one already. Go here. Draw again.

3. Did you serve in the military? If so, where and when?
Nope, no military service. How many should I draw before I stop?

4. Tell about any ancestors you know about. Dates, names and any stories about them, etc...
Jackpot! I can TOTALLY do this one. I LOVE family history. Now, comes the hard part. Who to choose….. who, who, who… whom? who? Don’t get sidetracked. I might have to save this one as a draft and think about it for a few days. Maybe, William Gordon? my non-Mormon pioneer ancestor. HE was quite the character, shot a deputy and covered it up. G.W. Boston? Committed suicide. Mary Field? Not actually my ancestor, but IS for the kids - Mormon pioneeress with bright red hair and an Indian guy who followed her all the way across the plains because he wanted to marry her. Pocahontas? Not a proven line, but really cool. Prince John? I could put a whole new twist on the whole King Richard – Prince John story. You know, King Richard didn’t even WANT England! Then there was that other guy… what was his name… he cut off his hand to gain possession of an island. The boys LOVE that story. I CAN’T DECIDE! Leave a comment, what story do you want to hear

Saturday, November 1, 2008

I'm thankful for my ancestors

My Grandfather came from a family of 13 children. That's him in the bottom right (Joe). This picture was taken in 1946 at the funeral of his father.

Here's one of the 8 surviving brothers. Arthur having already died.
(l-r) Howard, Mel, Alvin, Gordon, Elliot, Frank, Joe, Lester. I cannot imagine what it would have been like to have 9 boys in the family!

And these are the girls.
(l-r) Beatrice, Irene, Great-Grandma Clara, Aunt Clara, Elaine.
Great-Grandma Clara was a twin. Her twin's name was Sarah. Clara, Sarah and another sister, Amanda, along with their mother came to the US through Ellis Island on 05 FEB 1892 on the steamship "Arizona."

Thursday, May 15, 2008

Gordon Cabin

My GG-Grandfather had land in Gordon Canyon in Arizona. After his family moved into a larger cabin this one was used as a school house, then later it was donated to Pioneer Village.

Wednesday, May 14, 2008

Grandpa A

Here's a picture of My grandpa and his son Joey. Grandpa reminds me of my cousin John in this picture.

And in this picture of Grandpa and Joey, Grandpa looks like Uncle Raburn.

Here is a picture of my mother and her siblings.
(from left to right) Joey, Elaine, Edna, Alma and Raburn.

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