Family Generations
Another Odyssey Owl section!
Omas?31899 wrote:One of my Omas could shoot an animal through one eye and the bullet would come out the other (one of my relatives have pictures to prove it. In fact several.)
31899
Could you explain that terminology?
Plus it would be awesome if we saw some pics. I believe you but it would be nice if we could add that to a gallery section.
- The Top Crusader
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My great great great grandfather invented gravy!
- StrongNChrist
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- GlennAdams
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- GlennAdams
- Expecting a battle
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- Location: In the Midwest, near some corn. =]
I am enlightened enough to start stalking people... especially Pseudonym!
I am related to a guy named Noah from the Bible!
I am related to a guy named Noah from the Bible!
ToO siblings: Donna Blackbeard, Perron, Evil Chick, American Eagle, Stubborn, Shadowfax, and thelordismyshepherd (aka Anna), but StrongNChrist is my twin!
StrongNChrist, deceased 03-25-11, requiescat in pace
- Laura Ingalls
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Why can't we just continue talking here?
I meant to post this yesterday, but I never got around to it. Wheee!
On my mom's side of the family:
When my granny was growing up on a farm...I think this was in NC in the '30s...her younger sister Lessie and 3 (I think) of her brothers' wives, one of whom was expecting a baby, were killed by a lightning strike. A big storm came up, and they had gone into the barn for shelter. My granny was sent back to the house to close the windows or else she probably would've been killed as well. The barn had some sort of metal bench or trough running around it - I can't remember exactly - it had something to do with the tobacco they farmed. The 4 girls were all sitting on the metal, I suppose, and when the lightning hit the barn they were all killed at once.
I have the newspaper clipping about it somewhere, but I haven't had a chance to look for it to confirm the details. Anyway, I've always thought that was an interesting though tragic story.
On my dad's side of the family:
I'm even fuzzier on these details! My great-grandfather's family immigrated from Italy - although before coming to the US I think they lived in Argentina for awhile. Anyway, he was the head chef on some rich guy's yacht. He had to go along, of course, when they sailed to all these different places. He was gone from his family so much in fact, that his son, my grandpa, didn't recognize him when he came home! He started crying, afraid of the strange man in his house. That's when my great-grandfather decided to quit the chef job so he could be at home more often.
I love finding out stories about my family's history.
I meant to post this yesterday, but I never got around to it. Wheee!
On my mom's side of the family:
When my granny was growing up on a farm...I think this was in NC in the '30s...her younger sister Lessie and 3 (I think) of her brothers' wives, one of whom was expecting a baby, were killed by a lightning strike. A big storm came up, and they had gone into the barn for shelter. My granny was sent back to the house to close the windows or else she probably would've been killed as well. The barn had some sort of metal bench or trough running around it - I can't remember exactly - it had something to do with the tobacco they farmed. The 4 girls were all sitting on the metal, I suppose, and when the lightning hit the barn they were all killed at once.
I have the newspaper clipping about it somewhere, but I haven't had a chance to look for it to confirm the details. Anyway, I've always thought that was an interesting though tragic story.
On my dad's side of the family:
I'm even fuzzier on these details! My great-grandfather's family immigrated from Italy - although before coming to the US I think they lived in Argentina for awhile. Anyway, he was the head chef on some rich guy's yacht. He had to go along, of course, when they sailed to all these different places. He was gone from his family so much in fact, that his son, my grandpa, didn't recognize him when he came home! He started crying, afraid of the strange man in his house. That's when my great-grandfather decided to quit the chef job so he could be at home more often.
I love finding out stories about my family's history.
The Lord is not slow about His promise, as some count slowness, but is patient toward you, not wishing for any to perish, but for all to come to repentance. ♡
Well I think we can make an exception and enter you in.Laura Ingalls wrote:Why can't we just continue talking here?
I meant to post this yesterday, but I never got around to it. Wheee!
On my mom's side of the family:
When my granny was growing up on a farm...I think this was in NC in the '30s...her younger sister Lessie and 3 (I think) of her brothers' wives, one of whom was expecting a baby, were killed by a lightning strike. A big storm came up, and they had gone into the barn for shelter. My granny was sent back to the house to close the windows or else she probably would've been killed as well. The barn had some sort of metal bench or trough running around it - I can't remember exactly - it had something to do with the tobacco they farmed. The 4 girls were all sitting on the metal, I suppose, and when the lightning hit the barn they were all killed at once.
I have the newspaper clipping about it somewhere, but I haven't had a chance to look for it to confirm the details. Anyway, I've always thought that was an interesting though tragic story.
On my dad's side of the family:
I'm even fuzzier on these details! My great-grandfather's family immigrated from Italy - although before coming to the US I think they lived in Argentina for awhile. Anyway, he was the head chef on some rich guy's yacht. He had to go along, of course, when they sailed to all these different places. He was gone from his family so much in fact, that his son, my grandpa, didn't recognize him when he came home! He started crying, afraid of the strange man in his house. That's when my great-grandfather decided to quit the chef job so he could be at home more often.
I love finding out stories about my family's history.
I suppose we can continue the thread it's just that this is a contest and the contest is over.
- Laura Ingalls
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Oh, I didn't mean for you to make an exception! I just wanted to share some interesting family stories, even though the official contest part was over.
The Lord is not slow about His promise, as some count slowness, but is patient toward you, not wishing for any to perish, but for all to come to repentance. ♡
- StrongNChrist
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When I first read your post, that was who I thought of and then I realized you must mean the outlaw. Jesse G. James does claim to be a relation of the original Jesse James, though, so you probably are relations anyway.StrongNChrist wrote:Just to clarafy.....the Jesse James I'm talking about is the outlaw Jesse James who lived years ago. Not Jesse G. James that I first learned about when JD pm'ed me
For those who insist on associating the name Chandler as a masculine name, Jesse G. James has a daughter named Chandler!