Working – Week 36 of 52 Ancestors in 52 Weeks

Old World and New World Sheriffs

Several of my ancestors have held the position of sheriff, both in the old world and in the new world.  The role of sheriff, which is the oldest official post in England and Wales, has traditionally been to keep the peace. The word sheriff is comprised of two words – shire and reeve. “A reeve was an official position which began in Saxton times when the reeve was empowered to hold court and try local civil and criminal matters.” Eventually a reeve was appointed for every shire thus becoming known as the sheriff. www.historyoflaw.co.uk/sheriffs-norman-times/

My first old world ancestor who held the position of sheriff was Ralph Paynel (1050- died between 1118 and 1124). Ralph was the Sheriff of Yorkshire. Next was Payne FitzJohn de Burgh (1086-1137) who was Sheriff of Hereford. Interestingly, Payne was killed by the Welsh in an ambush where he received a javelin blow to the head.

The Wotton family was represented by several members. Nicholas Wotton (1372-1448) was Sheriff of London in 1400. He became connected to Kent when he married Joan, daughter and only heir of Robert Corbie of Kent. Through this connection Nicholas acquired the manor of Boughton Malherbe, Kent. His grandson, Sir Robert Wotton (1465-?), was knighted by Edward IV and served as sheriff of Kent in 1498 and 1499. Robert’s son, Sir Edward Wotton (1489-1551) was knighted in 1528 and was appointed sheriff of Kent in 1529 and again in 1535.  Sir Edward’s son, Thomas (1521-1587) became sheriff of Kent in 1558 and again in 1578. He declined an offer of knighthood.

All of these sheriff ancestors run through the ancestry line that leads back to Elvira Estep, my great grandmother who married Marshall Vandyke.

As many people began immigrating to America and the colonies began to become established, many of the policies and traditions from England followed them. Policing proved to be a problem. There was no professional police force and what they used to “keep the peace” was often ineffective and unreliable. Eventually, “the governor in each colony began appointing sheriffs to enforce laws. The sheriff, running the jails, selecting juries and managing prisoners served as the top government agent in the county.” In addition to law enforcement, the sheriff was in charge of tax collection and supervised elections. To be appointed sheriff was considered a significant honor. https://ncsheriffs.org/about/history-of-the-sheriff

In the new world, Captain Henry Hanslap (1636-1698) was appointed sheriff of Anne Arundel County in Maryland in 1685. Another ancestor, Stephen Warman III (1670-1740) was also appointed sheriff of Anne Arundel County, Maryland. The ancestral lines of Henry Hanslap and Stephen Warman III lead to Stephen Watkins II and Frances Hanslap Warman who were my 4th great grandparents.

Working as a sheriff was prestigious but also an endeavor filled with responsibility.  Both my old world and new world ancestors were willing to take on this role of trust and importance.

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Wordless Wednesday 9/8/21

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School – Week 35 of 52 Ancestors in 52 Weeks

57 Years Flew By

I loved school which is a good thing since I was in school for 57 continuous years. I was really fortunate to discover my passion early on.

Learning was exciting. As a toddler, my mother allowed me to select a Little Golden Book during our weekly grocery shopping trips. The summer before I started kindergarten, my mother took me to the public library where I got my first library card. I truly don’t remember ever learning to read; I just always could. In first grade I enjoyed the Dick and Jane series as well as the orange phonics book we used. In elementary school, everything was fun and stimulating. I had great teachers in Beaumont, California. At some point, my grandparents in Oklahoma sent us a set of Childcraft books that had belonged to my uncles. I devoured those books and used them to play school. Of course, I was the teacher and my sister and brother were forced to be the students.

With a great foundation, I was off to a successful school career (sixth grade in Bartlesville, Oklahoma and junior high and high school in Coffeyville, Kansas).

My parents had never gone to college and our family didn’t have much money so college appeared to be an impossible dream. Auspiciously, we went to church with the dean of Coffeyville Community Junior College and he personally introduced me to the financial aid director. The trajectory of my future changed at that moment. He helped me navigate the system and since our family was financially poor, I received total financial aid for my year at CCJC and at Oklahoma Christian where I majored in education.

College was an amazing experience. I got a first rate education with lots of experience in a variety of classrooms and met absolutely terrific people. Yes, there were stresses too, but I persevered and this experience launched my 40 year career. (I later went on to earn two Masters’ degrees – one at Pittsburg State University and one at San Jose State University – and about a gazillion other units.)

Unfortunately, shortly after graduation in July 1977, I was diagnosed with mononucleosis. I was able to move home where my family could support me and help me recover. During this time, I got my first teaching job as reading specialist (I also taught seventh grade reading) in Delaware, Oklahoma. I considered the Delaware School District (K-12 in one building) to be a rural ghetto. There were holes in the walls and the school building had been condemned every year for the past 20 years or so yet nothing changed. (At one point we had no water for several hours every day.) My classroom space was partitioned off of the boiler room (we were heated by coal) and next to the cafeteria. During the winter I had to wipe off the coal dust before I could have class. I used to joke that I would end up with Black Lung Disease. I had no budget so I had to create all of my own teaching material. Fortunately my college career prepared me for this and I already had a repertoire to draw on.

Vol. 6 of the Delaware War Chief

I (understandably) only stayed in Delaware one year before moving on to Green Country Christian Academy in Tulsa, Oklahoma. I really grew as a teacher and living in Tulsa was a wonderful experience for a young, single woman. I had great friends and we had a lot of fun. Unfortunately, private schools don’t pay much and I quit when we were told that we weren’t going to get a raise and that it was our “duty to sacrifice.”

Green Country Christian Academy

That propelled me to look for a public school job and I ended up in Chanute, Kansas where I taught ninth grade English and Journalism. At this time, ninth grade was part of junior high. I loved teaching English and since every period but one was the same subject I could really focus on in-depth knowledge.

During my time in Chanute, my father died and my mother remarried which totally changed our family dynamic. It was time for a drastic change. I moved to Palm Springs, California where I got a job teaching at Corsini Elementary in Desert Hot Springs where Jack Shupe, a family friend from way back, was principal. I ended up spending 32 years in Palm Springs Unified. During these years, I was honored with being site Teacher of the Year three times (once at Corsini and twice at Desert Springs Middle School) and PSUSD District Teacher of the Year once.

Desert Springs Middle School

At DSMS, I started out as a sixth grade teacher then became the school’s teacher librarian which was truly my dream job. No day was ever the same and I was able to focus on reading and research (and later on technology). I was able to do the fun teaching without the grading. I loved all the projects and getting students excited about learning.

I had an enriching and satisfying career. I feel extremely fortunate that I became a teacher when teachers were respected as professionals. We were encouraged (and really expected) to be creative and were trusted to make decisions that benefited our students.

All in all, my 57 years in school has allowed me to have a fulfilling retirement where I still get to read and research. Gary and I are living our retirement dream.

On our retirement cruise around the British Isles.
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Wordless Wednesday 9/1/21

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Character – Week 34 of 52 Ancestors in 52 Weeks

Character Transcends the Generations

Character defines who we are. It is the real you.

In Colonial America, “The roles men expected of women followed a strict guideline. Those guidelines kept women in certain boundaries. Women had no defined legal identity as an individual. Women grew to resent being repressed socially and legally with the constant law changes restricting the liberties permitted to their gender. Their only outlet was gossip, allowing them to have a degree of control over their own lives and the lives of others.” Gender Roles in America by Holly Hartman https://wou.edu

Henrietta Maria Neale Bennett Lloyd

Henrietta Maria Neale Bennett Lloyd defied this stereotype. She’s known as being gracious, charming, and independent (though perhaps a bit stubborn). “Her beauty, strength of will and character are legendary.” As a testament to her high regard, “so many descendants were named for her that she has been called the great ancestress of the Eastern Shore.” https://www.wikitree.com/wiki/Neale-64

According to http://sites.rootsmagic.com/Worland/individual.php?p=7817, because of the “large number of notable descendants, she could justly be crowned the Queen of the Dames of the Colonial period.” Truly, her “name and memory has been handed down most lovingly from generation to generation of her descendants.”

Baltimore Sun 11/5/1972
p. 246

Henrietta Maria was born in Spain to Captain James Neale and Anna Maria Gill on April 28, 1647. She was named for Queen Henrietta Maria, wife of King Charles I. As namesake, Henrietta Maria received the Queen’s mourning ring. The ring had been given to her mother by “Queen Henrietta Maria after Charles was beheaded by order of Oliver Cromwell. (The ring is now at the Maryland Historical Society in Baltimore.)” https://www.wikitree.com/wiki/Neale-64

Henrietta Maria’s family moved to Maryland when her father received a land grant for “services to the crown.” Henrietta Maria married Richard Bennett in 1663. They had a son, Richard Bennett III. (I wrote about Richard in my week 11 blog post titled Fortune on March 20, 2021. According to his obituary in the Maryland Gazette in 1749, Richard was the “richest man on the continent.”) After her husband, Richard Bennett, died from drowning, Henrietta Maria married Philemon Lloyd. (My connection to Henrietta Maria is through Philemon who was the son of Edward Lloyd and Alice Crouch my 9th great grandparents and the sister of my 8th great grandmother, Alice Lloyd who married John Watkins II.)

Even today, Henrietta Maria is known as Madame Lloyd, which was a Colonial title that designates the upmost respect for a woman of that time period. (If she had been living in England, she would have been known as Lady Lloyd.) Henrietta Maria was acknowledged as steadfastly adhering to her Catholic beliefs while her husband and children other than Richard were Protestants. Not only was she a religious leader, she also managed Wye House and was considered a social leader. She was greatly admired and it was recognized that “the name of this beautiful and gracious lady stands for whatsoever is gentle in birth and breeding, for whatsoever is excellent in character and conduct, for whatsoever is of good report among the honorable men and women of old Maryland.” http://genealogytrails.com/mary/annearundel/colonialfamilies_Lloyd.html

Upon Henrietta Maria’s death, her son, Richard Bennett III, dedicated her tomb with this inscription:

What will be your legacy? How will you be remembered by future generations? How does your character define you? What lasting impact does your life have?

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Wordless Wednesday 8/25/21

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Tragedy – Week 33 of 52 Ancestors in 52 Weeks

The Shakespeare Connection

William Shakespeare’s Henry V is a tragedy that’s classified as an historical play because it is based on true events including the Battle of Agincourt, 1415. Most people love a great underdog story and Shakespeare immortalized this battle in his play. My ancestor, Roger Vaughan, played an important role in the real battle.

Henry V, better known as Harry, decided to invade France. When they got to Agincourt, the English were greatly outnumbered. They were also sick, tired, and starving. According to www.history.com/news/9-things-you-may-not-know-about-the-battle-of-agincourt, “Fearing an ambush by his much larger enemy, Henry V kept discipline in his ranks by demanding that his troops pass the night of October 24 in absolute silence. Men-at-arms and knights were warned that disobeying the order would cost them their horse and harness. The lower rank, meanwhile, were threatened with the loss of their right ear.”

Roger Vaughan, his son Roger, and his father-in-law, Dafydd Gam, were part of the loyal Welsh contingent that supported and fought for Harry. When the Battle of Agincourt began, “sixteen French knights who had taken a solemn oath to do what was necessary to seize Henry V” knocked Harry off his horse. It appeared that he was facing certain death at the hands of these knights. The heroic and gallant Welsh soldiers refused to let that happen. They put their own lives on the line, fighting valiantly to save their king, and took down the sixteen knights. Tragically, Roger Vaughan and Dafydd Gam did not survive and died on the battlefield defending King Henry V. Legend has it that “upon saving the life of Henry V at the expense of their own lives, both men were knighted by the king on the battlefield before they died.” And that is how I came to be related to a knight. www.ancestors.familysearch.org/en/9CDD-7K7/sir-roger-vaughan-of-bredwardine-1377-1415

(I wrote about Roger’s son, Watkin in my post on May 8, 2021. The theme that week was Crime and Punishment and my post was titled, Family Justice. This was another tragedy; Watkin was murdered – shot through the heart with an arrow on Easter, 1456.)

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Wordless Wednesday 8/18/2

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In the City – Week 32 of 52 Ancestors in 52 Weeks

A Tale of Two Railroad Cities

John Peter Anthony (Antony) spent his adult life working for the railroad. John was born June 6, 1861 in Heilenbach in the district of Eifelkreis Bitburg-Prum in Rhineland-Palatinate, Germany to Jacob Johann Antony and Otillia Endres. He emigrated to America with his family in 1880 and settled in La Crosse, Wisconsin. He married Gertrude Schmidt on February 23, 1886.

The Wedding of Gertrude Schmidt and John Anthony

The 1900 US Census shows that John was a naturalized citizen and that he was a Car Inspector for the railroad in La Crosse. By 1905 he was working as Car Repairer for the railroad according to the Wisconsin Census.

“During the second half of the 19th century, La Crosse became an important center for steamboats, lumber mills, railroads and brewing.” www.wisconsinhistory.org In fact, the lumber industry relied on the railroads for its survival. By 1886, the La Crosse railroad system consisted of six lines. www.footstepsoflacrosse.org These industries were essential for the growth of La Crosse as a city. In 1880 (when John arrived), the population was 14,505 but grew to 42,699 by 1900. In 2020, the city of La Crosse had a population of 50,699.

John and Gertrude were raising their family during the late 1880’s and early 1900’s. They had 10 children (tragically, four of the children had died by the time my grandmother, Annie, was born in 1905).

More misfortune was in store for this family. According to the information that John and Gertrude’s son Peter told his family, the oldest son Henry contracted Tuberculosis or Consumption, which was the leading cause of death in the early 1900’s (followed by pneumonia). Unfortunately, TB gradually destroyed the lungs of patients. www.circulatingnow.nlm.hih.gov There was no reliable treatment at this time and very few patients recovered. Henry’s doctor told John and Gertrude that Henry might do better in a warmer, dryer climate than La Crosse.

La Crosse sees heavy snow averaging 11 inches a month in both December and January with snow common for six months of the year along with very cold temperatures and substantial rain for five months. Looking for a city with a dry, warm climate, the family decided on San Bernardino, California. 

My grandmother, Anna Agnes Anthony, was born in 1905 in La Crosse and shortly after her birth, the family moved to San Bernardino.

San Bernardino has been another city with significant population growth. In 1900 the population was 6,150 and by 1910 it was 12,779. In 2020, the population was 214,706. It was a city where the railroad was a major focus and a vital contributor to the economy. According to www.sbcity.org, “In 1875, the Southern Pacific Railroad came into the area. In 1886, the Santa Fe Railroad arrived in the area and San Bernardino became Santa Fe’s ‘gateway’ to Southern California.” The 1910 US Census shows that John was a Car Repairer in the Railroad Shop. His obituary states that he worked for the Santa Fe Railroad.

John Peter Anthony

Unfortunate, this move did not have a happy ending. My mother had the understanding that Henry, just 19, died when he was struck in the chest by a baseball. Since my grandmother was so young, she had no firsthand knowledge and probably heard snippets of conversation surrounding his death. While Henry may have been hit by a baseball, it is more probable that he actually died of tuberculosis since there was no cure. (His obituary does not state a cause of death.) Henry Anthony died on August 9, 1906 in Redlands, California.

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Wordless Wednesday 8/11/21

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