Illuminating Blogger Award

More excitement.  Kerryn from the blog AncestorChasing has nominated Western District Families for the Illuminating Blogger Award.

She wrote on her blog:

Merron finds and shares some great genealogy resources and information on her Western District Families, one of which I have a slight connection to.   

Lots of local knowledge.

That’s very flattering.  Thank you, Kerryn for your continuing support.

In just over a year, I have obtained so much more from writing Western District Families than I expected at the outset.  It all started with my need to get all my research out of my head.  I had to tell someone and no one around me was terribly interested.  Not only have I met that need, I have made contact with so many people.  Some are related and would never have found me otherwise.  Others have had family on the Duke of Richmond, a ship two lots of my ggg grandparents travelled aboard to Portland.  Then there others like Kerryn who have a link to my family through marriage or otherwise.

One condition of the award nomination is that I need to nominate at least five other blogs.  I have selected six illuminating blogs that I regularly read:

My Genealogy Adventure – Tanya Honey’s blog is one I enjoy very much.  Her posts are well researched and well written.  Not only that, she is supportive of her fellow bloggers.  I have received many comments from Tanya on both my blog and social media.  Like myself, she juggles family, work, study, blogging and researching her family.

Twigs of Yore – I have followed Shelly Crawford’s Twigs of Yore blog for some time now.  Shelly is also balancing raising small children and blogging and she does a great job.  She has also given me a great idea to fill in the school holidays with my son.  Going together to the local cemetery with the Billion Graves app and photographing headstones has been high on my list of things to do this holidays, but given the miserable weather, we may have to wait until spring.

Finding Family – I recently came across this blog from Jess of Perth, Western Australia.  It is great to see someone so young (I sound like a grandma) so interested in history.  Her posts are full of detail and are well written.  Also, there are lots of photos and like me, she loves Trove.

Strong Foundations  – This another blog I have recently discovered and really enjoyed.  Sharon, a fellow Victorian, has the best photos on her blog. She also uses maps and newspapers articles to illustrate her posts which I like.  I particularly enjoyed her post H is for…Horses.

FamilyHistory4u – Sharn White’s FamilyHistory4U is another wonderful blog.  The research and detail that goes into each post is fantastic.  Recently Sharn shared her journey to the U.S. which included a trip to the Ellis Island Immigration Museum for some research.  This was an excellent insight into what to expect and if ever get to New York, I will follow her tips to research members of my Riddiford family who made their way to the U.S.

Our Great Southern Land – Jayne is another Victorian and I love her passion which comes across in her posts.  It’s not only her passion for history but her family, various causes and social issues and of course Dunolly, a central Victorian town to which Jayne dedicates a whole blog to.  But is Our Great Southern Land, which she writes in her own distinct style, that I find most illuminating.  I now even have a recipe for dog cakes (cakes for the dog not of the dog).  I also follow Jayne on Twitter and she provides many insightful links and she is not afraid to stand up for what she believes.

Another condition of the nomination is that I give a random fact about myself.  In 1991, I attended my first, and only, Melbourne Cup to watch London Bridge run in the big race.  Dad was a co-owner and Bart Cummings was the trainer.  London Bridge ran an honourable 9th and despite it raining all day and not being able to see or hear the race because of the crowd, it was still one of the biggest thrills of my life.

If you have been nominated this is what you need to do:

  1. The nominee should visit the award site (http://foodstoriesblog.com/illuminating-blogger-award/) and leave a comment indicating that they have been nominated and by whom. (This step is so important because it’s the only way that we can create a blogroll of award winners).
  2. The Nominee should thank the person that nominated them by posting & including a link to their blog.
  3. The Nominee should include a courtesy link back to the official award site (http://foodstoriesblog.com/illuminating-blogger-award/) in their blog post.
  4. Share one random thing about yourself in your blog post.
  5. Select at least five other bloggers that you enjoy reading their illuminating, informative posts and nominate them for the award. Many people indicate that they wish they could nominate more so please feel free to nominate all your favorites.
  6. Notify your nominees by leaving a comment on their blog, including a link to the award site (http://foodstoriesblog.com/illuminating-blogger-award/).

I is for…Investigation

I didn’t think I would be back so soon with another post for the Gould Genealogy Alphabet Challenge but I was suddenly inspired.

You see, it’s elementary, my dear Watson, I is for investigation.

SHERLOCK HOLMES AND “WATSON”. (1930, May 4). Sunday Times (Perth, WA : 1902 – 1954), p. 8. Retrieved July 5, 2012, from http://nla.gov.au/nla.news-article58381914

Without it where would we, as researchers, be?  It is the very act of investigation that makes us researchers.

We search for clues, follow leads and uncover facts.  The thrill of the chase brings us back for more.

Who hasn’t felt a bit like Sherlock Holmes before?  As one clue leads to another, suddenly a profile of a person or a story that has been hidden reveals itself before our eyes.  Elementary!

Often we find ourselves digging around in the time of Holmes, but of course, the occasional Inspector Clouseau moment occurs. Sometimes the juggling of various resources or social media pages would be better suited to the likes of Inspector Gadget.

However,  it is the discoveries that lead us to do the researcher happy dance that leave us feeling like the divine Miss Phryne Fisher (**Insert Magnum P.I. if you are not of the female persuasion)

H is for…

If ever there was a time to enter the Gould Genealogy Family History Through the  Alphabet challenge, that time would be now.  “H” has arrived.

When my descendants look back at my HISTORY, they will see the letter “H” recurring.

The marriage of Sarah Elizabeth HARMAN and Thomas HADDEN in 1904 brought together two of my “H”‘s.  They settled in HAMILTON and had a daughter, my nana Linda HENRIETTA HADDEN.

Thomas HADDEN & Sarah HARMAN

Sarah HARMAN was not the only one in her family to keep her initials after she married.  Her sister Ellen married a HANKS and she became Ellen HANKS of HARRIET Street HORSHAM.

HADDEN and HARMAN are two of the four main family names that make up the maternal side of my family.

HAMILTON too, features in my HISTORY.  Nana was born there and I was too.

Looking across Melville Oval, HAMILTON

I lived in HAMILTON for 18 years, the town that was formally called the Grange.  If that name had remained, my entry in this challenge may have been “G” for Grange, Gamble and the Grampians.

Nana’s middle name was HENRIETTA  which I used to find quite amusing.   Later I learnt that her name came from her great-aunt HENRIETTA HARMAN, an HONOURABLE lady but one, it would seem, with a lonely HEART.

Linda HENRIETTA HADDEN (left) & her younger sister, Enda

Another “H” which will go down as part of my HISTORY is HALLS GAP in the HEART of the Grampians.  Many HOLIDAYS were spent there and, at times, it has been a place I have called HOME.

HALLS GAP in the HEART of the Grampians

May my HISTORY also show that I liked HORSES.  It was HORSES in HAMILTON, HORSES in HALLS GAP and HORSES on HOLIDAYS in HALLS GAP, HORSES everywhere.

Finally, my HOBBIES include the HISTORY of  HADDEN, HALLS GAP, HAMILTON, HARMAN and, of course, HORSES.

HORSES in HALLS GAP

So, when I get over my obvious preference for the letters “M” and “R”, I can safely say “H” is one of my favourite letters as so much close to my HEART starts with “H”

***Apologies to the HAZELDINE, HICKLETON, HODGINS,  HOLMES, HUNT and HURRELL families to whom I also have links.

Hobbies, Passions and Devotions

The activities of my ancestors outside of their usual occupation is always of interest to me.  Their sports, pastimes, hobbies, and social activities often help define them as people and sometimes those activities are present in later generations.  Also, it can lead to further information from club records and results in newspapers.

In some cases, much spare time was devoted to the church, maybe on the committee such as William Hadden or as a lay preacher like James Harman.  James was also able to find time for his other passion, ploughing competitions, not to mention various committees, such as the local school.

Richard Diwell had an interest in the Hamilton Horticulture Society but also indulged in photography. The photo in the post about Elizabeth Ann Jelly was one of Richard’s using a camera with a timer, a new development in photography at the turn of the century.

My grandfather, Bill Gamble, grandson of Richard Diwell, had many interests, particularly before he married.  He played cornet with the Hamilton Brass band and was a committee member of the Hamilton Rifle Club and a state representative shooter.

He also loved fishing, motorcycles, and like his grandfather before him, photography.  As a result, we now have hundreds of photographs of motorbikes and fishing trips.  He even developed his own photographs.  His passions of photography and motorcycles were passed on to his son Peter.

Many of the Holmes and Diwell families were members of Brass Bands at Casterton and Hamilton.  Alfred Winslow Harman was a rifle shooter and I recently told you about Nina Harman, wiling away the hours completing tapestry carpets.

I recently found an activity that previously hadn’t been present in my family, greyhound breeding.

James Stevenson was the grandson of James Mortimer and Rosanna Buckland. He worked as a manager at Hyde Park a squatting run north of Cavendish until it was split up in 1926 for the Soldier Settlement scheme.  After this James moved to “Glen Alvie” at Cavendish where he described himself as a grazier.

In 1927, he advertised five well-bred greyhound pups for sale.  At £4 each, he stood to earn £20 if he successfully sold them.  A seemingly profitable hobby indeed.

Advertising. (1927, February 25). The Horsham Times (Vic. : 1882 – 1954), p. 5. Retrieved June 15, 2012, from http://nla.gov.au/nla.news-article73082854

James would have needed a good return on his pups as the sire’s stud fees would have been pricey given Cinder was imported by the successful breeder, Mr. Dickie of Bacchus Marsh.  The article from the time of Cinder’s arrival in Australia in 1923, reports the dog remained in quarantine for six months.  Because of a rabies outbreak in England, there was an extension to the time spent in quarantine only a short time before his arrival.

In 1927, the time of James’ advertisement, greyhound racing using a “mechanical hare” began for the first time at the Epping course in New South Wales.  It took longer for other states to adopt the “tin hare” where they continued with the traditional field coursing.

SPORTS AND PASTIMES. (1923, September 7). The Register (Adelaide, SA : 1901 – 1929), p. 6. Retrieved June 19, 2012, from http://nla.gov.au/nla.news-article65041056

 

WHAT DID YOUR ANCESTORS DO IN THEIR SPARE TIME?

Inside History Magazine

Every two months I’m reminded that I must take out a subscription to Inside History magazine.  As my genealogy friends tweet with delight that the postie has arrived with another fabulous issue, I must wait until it arrives at my local newsagent.

Issue 10 has been no different.  As Inside History gave us a sneak peek of another wonderful cover, I once again kicked myself for not subscribing.

Inside History Issue 10 Cover

Worse still, I find myself with more of an anxious wait this time around.  “Western District Families” is one of the Top 50 “must follow” genealogy blogs included in  Jill Ball’s article”Entering the Blogosphere”.

Jill’s blog Geniaus is a favourite and one of the first genealogy blogs I read, so to be included among Jill’s own favorites is a thrill. Thank you, Jill!

I was also happy to see some of my other favs get a mention too, including two with Western Victorian content, Tracking Down the Family and Carol’s Headstone Photographs

So as I wait until Issue 10 hits the newsstand,  I might do something about ensuring Issue 11 hits my letterbox!

It’s My 1st Blogiversary!

Happy 1st Blogiversary Western District Families.  I thought we would never make it, but 84 posts and 12 months later, here we are.

What a fun year it has been.  It really was worth procrastinating about whether to blog or not to blog.  Over time I have made some great online friends, met some previously unknown family members, and found out so much more about my Western District family.  Western District Families even got a Google+ page!

I hope some of you have also found out something about your Western District family, where they lived, and the things they did through posts such as In the News and the Pioneer Christmas series.  Maybe you have found an obituary of an ancestor at Passing of the Pioneers.

I have found that the act of writing out my family history has been so useful for my research. It has helped me sort out what information I have but more importantly, what I don’t have.  Also, lining up the lives and events of siblings, in the case of the Harmans for example, has given me a better understanding of the dynamics of the family (can you tell I was a Social Sciences student?).

So what have been the most popular of the past 84 posts?

1.  The Fastest Ship in the World

2. A Tragic Night – January 24, 1882

3. Histories of  South-West Towns

4. Witness for the Prosecution

5. Only Seven More Sleeps…

Which posts have been my favourite to share?  Well it was hard to narrow them down to just five but here they are:

1 Elizabeth Ann Jelly

2. All Quiet By the Wannon

3. Halls Gap’s Cherub

4. From Stone Country to High Country

5. A Tragic Night – January 24, 1882

An Honourable Mention must go to  What the Dickens? and the follow-up post Another ‘What the Dickens” Moment.  They were both interesting and fun to write.

Over the past year, I have had made contact with Gamble and Jelly cousins and members of the Condon, Adams, and Oakley families.

I  also heard from Rosemary of Tulsa, Oklahoma. Her great grandparents were married in the original St Stephens Church in Portland.

Plenty is planned for the next 12 months.  I thought I would run out of things to write about. Instead, I am finding it difficult to keep up with all the subject ideas I have. There will be more Passing of the Pioneers and later in the year, I will look at Christmas in the early part of the 20th century.  Of course, I will have more stories about my family.  I’ve barely touched on some of the stories I had planned when I started the blog as I keep finding more great stories in the meantime.

A big thank you must go to my fellow Australian geneabloggers.  Your support and encouragement have been fantastic and you have all inspired me to keep going.   What I have learnt from each of you has been invaluable.  It was great to meet some of you at the Unlock the Past Victorian Expo at Geelong last year.  Also to the 29 followers of Western District Families, thank you for following and for your great comments.

I must also make a special mention of my maternal grandmother, Linda Gamble (nee Hadden).  Nana did not get to see my blog.  She passed away six days before I published my first post.  It was Nana that got me to this point.  Her love of the past and her family inspired me almost 20 years ago to start researching our family tree simply to find out more about them for her.  What a wonderful family she gave me.

Nana & me

The 2012 ANZAC Day Blog Challenge

My third post for Western District Families was in April last year for the 2011 ANZAC Day Blog Challenge.  My contribution was the story of Arthur Leonard Holmes of Casterton, gassed in France in 1918.

Recently, while researching the Holmes family at  Trove for another reason, I found a couple more items about “Lennie” and his sad death.  I have since updated his post.

Well, it is April again and with ANZAC Day drawing closer it is time to start thinking about the 2012 ANZAC Day Blog Challenge.

Created by the  Auckland City Libraries, the Anzac Day Blog Challenge gives us a chance to share stories of our family members who served during wartime and remember their contribution to our life in both Australia and New Zealand today.

The criteria, from the Auckland City Libraries website, is as follows:

Do you have a story to share about an ANZAC? We’d like to hear about not only their sacrifice, but the way it shaped their family history. Maybe you want to blog from the perspective of those that were left behind?

To participate:

  • Write a blog post about an Australian or New Zealander serviceman or woman’s family, and the impact war had on their family history
  • Post a comment with the URL to your blog on the comments section of this page. Or if you don’t have a blog then email us your story at kintalk@aucklandcouncil.govt.nz
  • Publish your post by 25 April 2012.

After ANZAC Day, all submissions will be listed in a summary posting on Auckland Libraries’ Kintalk blog.

Time to get started, but who am I going to write about??

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Well, I made my decision and I wrote about the McClintock brothers.  Read their story here – “The McClintock Brothers“

 

 

A Leap Year Dilemma

I thought I would share this snippet from the Portland Guardian of 24 February 24 1904.  The single men of Bridgewater had a lot to think about while milking the cows during the leap year of 1904.

Bridgewater. (1904, February 24). Portland Guardian (Vic. : 1876 – 1953), p. 3 Edition: EVENING. Retrieved February 29, 2012, from http://nla.gov.au/nla.news-article63687492

I Hear There is Good Fishing at Portland

We are off to Portland for a couple of days.  As Victoria’s first permanent settlement, it is dripping with history.  What a good idea my suggestion of great fishing was when we were deciding where to go.  I can do some history stuff (I’m hoping to get a lot of photos) and they can fish.  There are also several activities of a historical nature we can all take part in.  My small research assistant will be learning about Victoria’s history and he won’t even know it!

On offer is the Historic Buildings Walk with 48 buildings marked on a convenient map.   The Old Portland cemetery will be a must with the oldest recognisable grave dating back to 1848.  There is a self-guided tour brochure highlighting some of the more significant graves.  We will visit the Portland Maritime Discovery Centre and I am sure my small research assistant will enjoy it.  There is the ribcage of a sperm whale which is large enough to sit inside.

I am particularly looking forward to seeing the Immigration Wall.  This is a great initiative.  Descendants of immigrants who first set foot in Australia at Portland are able to buy a plaque for the wall.  One day I hope that James and Susan Harman and William and Margaret Diwell will have their own plaque.

We also plan to visit nearby Cape Bridgewater settled by a hardy band of pioneers.  From my Passing of the Pioneers posts, I have learnt much about those that settled the area and would like to see something of the land that lay before them.  A number of pioneers from the Cape Bridgewater area are already listed on the Passing of the Pioneers list.  Graves of pioneers with names such as Kittson, White, Hedditch and Malseed can all be found at the Cape Bridgewater cemetery. There are also many natural attractions nearby such as a petrified forest and Shelly Beach.

Back in Portland we can Walk in the Footsteps of Mary McKillop, visit the second oldest Botanic gardens in Victoria, and take a ride in a cable tram along the bay.  If I can squeeze it, I would like to visit History House, home of the Portland Family History group.  Not only are there research facilities available, but there is also a social history museum on site.

I hope the fishing is good, because with so much to do we may have to go back again.

Third Annual Great Genealogy Poetry Challenge

Genealogist Bill West has changed the title of his Great American Genealogy Poetry & Song Challenge to the Great Genealogy Poetry Challenge, giving those us from other countries to take part.  Thanks to Jill Ball for bringing this Challenge to my attention.

These are the guidelines I followed:

1. Find a poem by a local poet, famous or obscure, from the region one of your ancestors lived in. It can be about a historical event, a legend, a person, or even about a place (like a river)or a local animal. It can even be a poem you or one of your ancestors have written!  Or if you prefer, post the lyrics of a song or a link to a video of someone performing the song.

2. Post the poem or song to your blog (remembering to cite the source where you found it.)

3.Tell us how the subject of the poem or song relates to your ancestor’s home or life.

When I think of poetry and the Western District the name that comes to my mind is that of Adam Lindsay Gordon, poet, policeman, steeplechase jockey and daredevil.  However, many of Gordon’s poems could easily have been set in England.  The most obvious poem with a Western District theme is “The Fields of Coleraine“, which describes steeplechasing at the Coleraine racecourse, however, it doesn’t really give a feel for life in the area at the time.

I then came across a C.J. Dennis’ poem “When the Sun’s behind the Hill” from his book Blackblock Ballads and Later Verses, published 1918 when Dennis was living in Victoria.  The poem is about a  farming family and as many of my ancestors were farmers, right across Victoria, I thought it was appropriate.  While it is not as light and humorous as some of C.J. Dennis’ works, it is a lovely poem that describes the winding down of both the farm and the farmer at the end of a day.  It also reminds us a farmer’s day begins with the rising sun and ends “when the sun’s behind the hill…”

When the Sun’s Behind the Hill

There’s a soft and peaceful feeling
Comes across the farming hand
As the shadows go a-stealing
Slow along the new-turned land.
The lazy curling smoke above the thatch is showing blue.
And the weary old plough horses wander home’ard two ‘n’ two,
With their chains a-clinkin’, clankin’, when their daily toil is through,
And the sun’s behind the hill.

Then it’s slowly homeward plodding
As the night begins to creep,
And the barley grass is nodding
To the daisies, all asleep,
The crows are flying heavily, and cawing overhead;
The sleepy milking cows are lowing sof’ly in the shed,
And above them, in the rafters, all the fowls have gone to bed,
When the sun’s behind the hill.

Then it’s “Harry, feed old Roaney!”
And it’s “Bill, put up the rail!”
And it’s “Tom, turn out the pony!”
“Mary, hurry with that pail!”
And the kiddies run to meet us, and are begging for a ride
On the broad old “Prince” and “Darky” they can hardly sit astride;
And mother, she is bustling with the supper things inside,
When the sun’s behind the hill.

Then it’s sitting down and yarning
When we’ve had our bite and sup,
And the mother takes her darning,
While our Mary tidies up.
And Bess tells how the baldy cow got tangled in the wire;
And Katie keeps the baby-boy from tumbling in the fire;
And the baccy smoke goes curling as I suck my soothing briar,
When the sun’s behind the hill.

Then we talk about the season,
And of how it’s turning out,
And we try to guess the reason
For the long-continued drought.

Oh, a farmer’s life ain’t roses and his work is never done:
And a job’s no sooner over than another is begun.
For he’s toiling late and early from the rising of the sun
Till he sinks behind the hill.

But it grows, that peaceful feeling
While I’m sitting smoking there,
And the kiddies all are kneeling
To repeat their ev’ning prayer;
For it seems, somehow, to lighten all the care that must be bore
When the things of life are worrying, and times are troubling sore;
And I pray that God will keep them when my own long-day is o’er,
And the sun’s behind the hill.

C.J.Dennis

from

Backblocks, Ballads and Later Verses, 1918