Tuesday, October 30, 2012

Tombstone Tuesday: Cephas Lindley

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 Cephas Lindley
Died
Sept 16 1853
Aged
(the rest is has sank into the ground)

Cephas was laid to rest in the Gopher Hill Cemetery, Warren County, Indiana.

Tuesday, October 23, 2012

Tombstone Tuesday: Abigail (Day) Lindley

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Abigail
Wife of
Isaac Lindley,
Died Oct. 13, 1849,
Aged 78 years
& 2 days

Laid to rest beside her husband, Isaac, in the Oxford Cemetery, Oxford, Ohio.

Tuesday, October 16, 2012

Tombstone Tuesday: Isaac Lindley

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In memory of
Isaac Lindley
who departed this life
Oct. 16th 1840
Aged 71 years & 23 days

Laid to rest beside his wife, Abigail, in the Oxford Cemetery, Oxford, Ohio.

Saturday, October 13, 2012

Genealogy Road Trip | Warren County, Indiana to Dubuque, Iowa

My sister Courtney joined me for a three-day genealogy road trip in June 2012. I am writing a series of posts that shared the stories and sights of our adventure. This is Part 14.
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After paying our respects at the grave of our 5th great-grandfather, Cephas Lindley, in Warren County, Indiana, we wondered our way back to the freeway and once again headed west.

We hauled it across Illinois, stopping for food and fuel and one very important ice cream break. ;) We didn't have time for much else as we needed  to reach Courtney's house in Dubuque by nightfall. We didn't want to have to get another hotel (money that could be put towards vital records) or post-pone our plans for the next morning. Our mom would be driving down from Wisconsin the next morning to join us for the third and final day of the great genealogy road trip of 2012.

As we drove, we chatted about how much we had accomplished in the past two days. My trip planning may have seemed a bit lofty to most, but Courtney and I are well-worn road trippers and we were confident that we could do it without issue. Which, we did (not that I'm bragging or anything). :D

When we rolled in to Dubuque later that evening we headed straight Target. I'm not even joking here, lol. One of our aunts, a cousin and her daughter happened to be in town and were shopping there, so we just had to stop in and say hi. Our visit quickly turned in to an enjoyable dinner and some much needed catching-up.

After dinner, we made our way to Courtney's house. She had recently moved to Iowa and I had yet to visit her, so it was nice to see where she was living these days. Not ones to waste the last minutes of daylight, Courtney drove me around town showing me where she was working and where her and her friends hung out. I hadn't been to Dubuque in years, so I enjoyed the trip down memory lane.

Genealogy Road Trip | Gopher Hill Cemetery

My sister Courtney joined me for a three-day genealogy road trip in June 2012. I am writing a series of posts that shared the stories and sights of our adventure. This is Part 13.
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We made it to Warren County, Indiana in the early afternoon. Unlike our first few stops, we were easily able to navigate to our next stop using the map on our phones. There were so many roads and turns that I'm glad we had a bit of extra guidance as we drove past fields and farms.

The Gopher Hill Cemetery was not only the smallest cemetery we had visited on this trip, but also the most rural. Considering the size of the cemetery, we thought we would have more luck in finding the headstone of our 4th great-grandfather, Cephas Lindley.

As per usual, Courtney and I split the cemetery in two and started our search for Cephas. Not long after we started, it seemed that we both came up empty hanged. We quickly narrowed our search to an older section of stones that were broken (some were even stacked).

It was in those broken stones that we found the VERY weathered stone that belonged to Cephas.  His stone was broken in half right along the line where his name was carved over a hundred years ago. The only way I could verify that it was his, was by tracing the fading letters with my fingers (I've confirmed this with some images of a distant cousins). I was shocked by the state of his stone considering that the stones of his parents and grandparents are still standing and in excellent condition. Pictures of the stone can be seen below:

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I'm not sure what can be done to repair Cephas's stone, even if it can be salvaged. If not, I wonder if there is something that can be done to this type of stone to stop further damage. Anyone of you genea-bloggers have any ideas?

Genealogy Road Trip | Oxford, Ohio to Warren County, Indiana

My sister Courtney joined me for a three-day genealogy road trip in June 2012. I am writing a series of posts that shared the stories and sights of our adventure. This is Part 12.
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After spending our early hours of Day 2 visiting the final resting place of our 5th great-grandparents we stopped by a quick mart to prep for the long day ahead. We put ice in the cooler, filled up with gas, refilled our snacks and headed towards the interstate.

The remainder of the morning would find us driving out of Ohio and across Indiana. Our goal was to end the day in Iowa at Courtney's place, but we wanted to make a quick stop first along the Indiana/Illinois state line to locate the cemetery where our 4th great-grandfather, Cephas Lindley is buried.

As we drove, I couldn't help but think about what it must have been like for our ancestors to make this voyage west. From what I know, our Lindley ancestors settled first in New Jersey, before moving on to Pennsylvania, Ohio, Indiana, and Iowa. What prompted these moves westward? Was it land, opportunity, adventure, or just simply time to move on? Did they have a wandering heart like me?

I also wondered how they made the journey. There weren't automobiles back then, and the drive we would make in a few short hours would have taken them days. Were they able to take their possessions with them? What made them stop where they did?

Did they ever get to go back and see the family they had left behind or were they just left with memories of their loved ones? Living 1,000 miles from my family means that I only get to see them 2-3 times a year, and more days than not, this distance breaks my heart. It also makes me so much more thankful when an opportunity like this road trip comes up, because I wouldn't miss it for the world, and I know it's the same for Courtney. After all, she flew to the east coast to join me for this genealogy road trip knowing very well that our journey would lead us right back to her house a short 72 hours later.

Friday, October 12, 2012

Genealogy Road Trip | Oxford Cemetery

My sister Courtney joined me for a three-day genealogy road trip in June 2012. I am writing a series of posts that shared the stories and sights of our adventure. This is Part 11.
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Day 2 of the genealogy road trip started at shortly after dawn as we drove the final hour to find the graves of our 5th great grandparents, Isaac and Abigail (Day) Lindley in Oxford, Ohio. The previous day we had paid our respects to Isaac's parents in Pennsylvania and it seemed a bit surreal that we would have the honor to do the same for Isaac and his wife the very next day.

We arrived at the Oxford Cemetery in the twilight hours. We pulled in through the main gate and drifted towards the right, making our way up small hill. The cemetery was much larger and more full than I had expected based on what I had viewed in online photographs and maps. The area had a large selection of older stones and we thought they looked close to the age of those stones our 5th great grandparents would have, so we parked the car, grabbed the camera, and started searching. Until this point we were able to easily find the headstones of our ancestors and didn't quite expect this search to take the turn that it did.

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We searched and searched and searched. After walking two of the larger sections of the cemetery, we took a break in the car to hydrate and regroup. It was then that we decided that it would be easier to slowly drive through the remainder of the cemetery and see if we could locate any more older stones that might help us narrow our search.

Unfortunately, there wasn't a dedicated "older stone" section as we had wished. Instead, it seemed like every 50 feet there was a new grouping of older stones. We weren't expecting a giant blinking sign, but a little thoughtful planning back in the day would have been appreciated as we continued our exhaustive search. As you can see from the sections highlighted in yellow, we had nearly searched the entire cemetery and were quickly approaching the very new section of the cemetery, which would have meant that we had missed them in our early searching.

Finally, when I was nearly ready to give up hope, we stumbled upon Isaac and Abigail... right next to the roadway! One section I was wondering how we had missed them, and then next, I couldn't believe that we stumbled upon them while walking on the road. Upon closer inspection, I was once again shocked at how well preserved the headstones were. What a blessing.

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The carving on their stones wasn't as unique or elaborate as that of Isaac's parents, but it was legible and the great condition provided easy access to dates. It's as if the simplicity of the stones mimicked the change in lifestyle that Isaac and Abigail faced after leaving their well established families in Pennsylvania for a life in the new west. I hope they found what they were looking for...

Sunday, October 7, 2012

Genealogy Road Trip | Marr, Ohio to Dayton, Ohio

My sister Courtney joined me for a three-day genealogy road trip in June 2012. I am writing a series of posts that shared the stories and sights of our adventure. This is Part 10.
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As we wound our way out of the hills Courtney and I chatted at length about the cemetery, Mr. Burkhart, and Marr. The road out of Marr eventually started to follow a ridgeline and we were able to get a few bars of cell service. We were eager to call our mother and share the day's adventures with her. After a few attempts and several dropped calls we were able to get in touch with her.

We put her on speaker phone so we both could chat and barely got to the first stop on the trip when we lost our connection. She had been so excited to hear from us that we wanted to share more, so we pulled into the gravel parking lot of a country church at the crest of a hill and called her back. We shared the highlights of our day with her and explained our plans for Day 2.

After we hung up with her, we both realized that we were quite parched from the days events. Reaching into the cooler, we discovered that the ice had melted leaving our beverages luke warm, with no mini-mart in sight. Courtney reached for our glass bottles of pop from our quick trip to the general store in Marr and luckily they were still a little on the cool side as they had been left in the shade. At this point, we wanted nothing more than a refreshing cool drink. Unfortunately, in true general-store-style, the tops were pop-off, not twist-off and we didn't have a bottle opener.

We searched the SUV for something to open them and didn't have any luck. Before I could think of another way to open them, Courtney was out the door and walking towards the edge of the parking lot with her bottle in hand. I stared at her in confusion until I saw her stop at the guardrail lining the edge of the lot, settle the bottle top edge on it, and with the hands of a bartender, used the metal to pop the top off. She smiled, lifted the bottle towards me and then took a sip. She returned to the Rav reached for my bottle and said "that's how us country girls do it." She rocks. ;)

We got back on the road, rolled the windows down and blasted some country radio. It was an enjoyable and relaxing ride as we caught up on the happenings in each others lives. Too soon, we had made our way to the interstate. We stopped for gas and then started heading further west into Ohio as the following day we would make a stop near the Ohio/Indiana border. We pulled off the interstate for a quick bite to eat and got back on the road. After about another hour or so of driving we found a hotel near Dayton, checked in and went to sleep as we needed to recharge for the second day of our genealogy road trip.