Showing posts with label William Thomas Chaplin. Show all posts
Showing posts with label William Thomas Chaplin. Show all posts

Wednesday, January 10, 2018

Favorite Photo

This weeks prompt from Amy Johnson Crow: The prompt is "Favorite Photo." Tell the story of the people, place, and event in a favorite photo. Where did the photo come from? Who has the original now? How did you get a copy of it?

This is my favorite photo of my maternal grandparents. To me the pose is one of a very comfortable couple, who love and care for each other. That line that looks like a pipe is really a pen mark. The corner ripped when I took the picture out of one of those disgusting magnet photo albums. 
The picture is in my possession and was given to me by either my father or my Mother's sister Aunt Bea. 


This is the same William Thomas I introduced on Sunday. Who was the first immigrant on this line.

I don't remember what year it was but it was about 1980, I copied the few family photos I had of my ancestors and sent them to my two Aunts, Bea my mother's sister and Emma my Dad's sister. They told me about the pictures and who was who. 

Here is the copy of the page with this picture. The black is my writing the blue is my Aunt Bea's. 

Here is a transcription of what was written,
Who Are These People:
Transcription My additional information is in Italics

Couple on Roof
Who: Grandpa & Grandma Chaplin: William Thomas Chaplin b1884, wife Minnie Elizabeth Spahn b1885.
Where: Borough Park, Brooklyn on the roof of Apt. building we lived.
Year: circa 1919 or 1920
Occasion: Visit by co-worker of Grandpas’ who took the picture.
Anything Else: The building in the background is the Convent of the Precious Blood. Building and grounds ran for a whole block across the street from our house, Believe Uncle Bill gave your Mother a prayer book? From there when she married your Father. My Mother converted to Catholicism when she married my Dad.


Here is a street view of the apartments and the now called Monastery of the Precious Blood.


Bird's Eye View of the apartment and Monastery.


Google Map. 


My Mother died a week before my first birthday so there are very few photos of her. My Dad saved a few, but I have none of her holding me as a baby. She was diagnosed with breast cancer when I was 6 months old. The only stories of know of her and her family were from her brother and sister. 

Sunday, January 7, 2018

52 Ancestors in 52 Weeks: Start

Sounds a bit ambitious if you ask me. I have tried other challenges 52 Stories and Birthday remembrances and I failed at them all. Well maybe fail is a bit harsh, because something started and written is better than nothing started and nothing written. And the glory of a new day and a new year is the chance to try again.
So I am trying again. 

This challenge is hosted by Amy Johnson Crow. She provided the weekly challenge topic and I have the opportunity to write about the topic. How ever my little heart desires.

This week topic is start. Here are some of her suggestions from her email: Some ideas include starting with yourself or whoever the "home person" is on one of your family trees. Maybe you focus on the person who got you started in genealogy or the ancestor you wanted to find first. You could talk about a relative who started a business. 

Of course I can go anyway I want. Yesterday when I was thinking about this it almost became a non-start. I was thinking of all the thinks I don't know about writing up stories on my ancestors or how to come to a conclusion on my research. I became overwhelmed and was ready to give up before I even started. 

This morning I decided to look around other blogs that have participated in previous challenges. I was able to gleam some ideas and even a layout of information I liked. Armed with ideas I decided I can start. Keeping it going might be a bit of a challenge, since I have those two lovely, active, adopted daughters that keep me busy and need a lot of attention. And I am not as young as I once was. I will be 70 next month. I promise to do my best to keep up. And that is all anyone can do. 

So for my start I am going to introduce you to my ancestors who started the Hartmann (paternal) line and the Chaplin (maternal) line here in the United States.

Joseph Hartmann born in Germany and immigrated to New York City in 1868. He is my Great Grandfather.


Relationship Chart


William Thomas Chaplin born in England and immigrated to New York City in 1907. He is my Grandfather.


Relationship Chart

There you have an introduction. Well, you didn't expect me to spill their whole story in my first post now? Did you?
I have to save more details on them as it is time to write up their stories. Something to look forward to. 

Good Luck to all you participate in this challenge.