tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-764237570467034909.post3930888212211373217..comments2024-03-18T19:37:37.971-04:00Comments on Vicki Lane Mysteries: Great Grand ParentsVicki Lanehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08114677510459055768noreply@blogger.comBlogger31125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-764237570467034909.post-67750745272392133372018-06-30T16:15:01.625-04:002018-06-30T16:15:01.625-04:00What a story Vicki. My ancestors had a very inter...What a story Vicki. My ancestors had a very interesting time in Western Carolina. Two doctors one a KKK organizer of all things. He was run out of Western North Carolina and settled in South Carolina. My maternal Grandfather would be gone for days from some holler on the road to Greenville with a mule and wagon hauling whatever was ripe or big enough to slaughter. He would take all this to Greenville, SC and return with supplies. He was only 19. As memory has it he died in 1966 at 90. He moved to Hendersonville. He married Margaret Wafford and ran the essayers office for Henderson County.They had 4 children one of which was my mother. This would make him about 19 or 20 when he drove that wagon. if my memory serves me right. His name was George Washington Brooks. You caused all these memories to jump back in my head. Thanks Vicki.Jimehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16938424282517586036noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-764237570467034909.post-12602019058048614912018-06-29T20:01:48.896-04:002018-06-29T20:01:48.896-04:00I love these stories. Only wish I knew more about ...I love these stories. Only wish I knew more about my grandparents. One set died before I was born, the other were old and after raising 9 kids really were a bit worn out. I still remember my grandmother though, especially her cooking. Thank you for sharing Vicki. xx Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04408890779609332243noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-764237570467034909.post-17781349080208666352018-06-29T15:26:55.704-04:002018-06-29T15:26:55.704-04:00I suspect that that second marriage was not altoge...I suspect that that second marriage was not altogether a happy one, kids or no. Anvilcloudhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07974744042579564912noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-764237570467034909.post-67549075375174182822018-06-29T09:13:03.544-04:002018-06-29T09:13:03.544-04:00Great to read about your ancestry, Vicki. And I re...Great to read about your ancestry, Vicki. And I realize that you posted this before I started reading your blogs...a small thing in the scheme of many others.Barbara Rogershttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08351113054045427775noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-764237570467034909.post-32391154181295410922010-11-19T08:23:03.436-05:002010-11-19T08:23:03.436-05:00Wonderful memories-and pics. She was one tough gir...Wonderful memories-and pics. She was one tough girl : )Tipperhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11714281090985487356noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-764237570467034909.post-45524948019794444132010-11-16T13:49:46.691-05:002010-11-16T13:49:46.691-05:00Eventually I'll do a post on my grandfather --...Eventually I'll do a post on my grandfather -- the one who left home at 12. He went from sharecropping to bookeeping to bank examiner to bank president in the course of a long well-lived life.Vicki Lanehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08114677510459055768noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-764237570467034909.post-8916130738667329192010-11-16T11:30:16.149-05:002010-11-16T11:30:16.149-05:00So here is where you come from my dear... now I un...So here is where you come from my dear... now I understand!!!maría ceciliahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15077079753889048800noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-764237570467034909.post-46212925267354691392010-11-14T20:07:32.037-05:002010-11-14T20:07:32.037-05:00I am awed by the strength of our ancestors. Their...I am awed by the strength of our ancestors. Their lives were so difficult compared to ours. So sad- and I feel for the kids...and the cousin. Happened once or twice in my family too.Coloring Outside the Lineshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15289093479063221765noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-764237570467034909.post-73410485267222815362010-11-14T20:05:17.397-05:002010-11-14T20:05:17.397-05:00Yep, folks back then were a lot better at 'git...Yep, folks back then were a lot better at 'git 'er done' without a lot of whining and breast beating. Not a lot of options.Vicki Lanehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08114677510459055768noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-764237570467034909.post-37086305310657725802010-11-14T12:22:18.359-05:002010-11-14T12:22:18.359-05:00In a few words you have sketched a fascinating sto...In a few words you have sketched a fascinating story. Marriage was as much a survival mechanism as a love thing in those days. My own grandmother died young and my grandfather then married her sister, my great aunt, who herself was widowed.jennyfreckleshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12221511824958069710noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-764237570467034909.post-38590548478209651962010-11-14T01:28:25.802-05:002010-11-14T01:28:25.802-05:00Wonderful piece of family history. One of my 2x gr...Wonderful piece of family history. One of my 2x great grandfathers remarried a handy relative when his first wife died. The photos are wonderfulMarilyn & Jeffhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00851884880790561276noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-764237570467034909.post-82539211092381481212010-11-13T21:23:53.264-05:002010-11-13T21:23:53.264-05:00Oh, I love the way you told that story, Vicki.Oh, I love the way you told that story, Vicki.Victoriahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10851516387194415387noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-764237570467034909.post-45804075995859543482010-11-13T20:06:34.762-05:002010-11-13T20:06:34.762-05:00Great story Vicki and love the way you told it. O...Great story Vicki and love the way you told it. Our ancestors were tough, hardy folks and knew how to 'suck it up and go on'. When the wife died, her sister was also often the next wife to raise her children (and of course add more to the mix!). My Grandmother's mom did that after her sister died. <br />Have a great weekend!<br />TammyTammyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02131066591477169851noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-764237570467034909.post-62072914736934946682010-11-13T15:34:30.380-05:002010-11-13T15:34:30.380-05:00I enjoyed that poetic telling of their story...you...I enjoyed that poetic telling of their story...your story. Ancestors' lives seemed 'hard' in retrospect, but I think usually, when they were 'in it', it didn't necessarily seem hard, it just was what it was. So much of the time, we put our own current emotions into the past, and it was an entirely different time...without something to compare it to, there may not have been much thought about it being 'hard'. You know? Many cultures or lifestyles may seem that way to us...but it isn't to them, it just is what it is...unless and until someone points it out to them. Sorry to run on...just made me think and go...hmmm!Darlahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03979866600334392422noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-764237570467034909.post-53108813108304359372010-11-13T14:03:55.675-05:002010-11-13T14:03:55.675-05:00Seems widowers had to marry handy cousins in the d...Seems widowers had to marry handy cousins in the day, to take over the household. Sad your grandfather felt the need to leave home at such a tender age. I think you've inherited some of Lucy's spunk!Tess Kincaidhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04889725786678984293noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-764237570467034909.post-71787437941846155182010-11-13T13:54:31.042-05:002010-11-13T13:54:31.042-05:00I'm swept away by the levels of emotion here.....I'm swept away by the levels of emotion here..terrific history!Lynhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11985979258848310351noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-764237570467034909.post-33096583598557826752010-11-13T13:50:41.520-05:002010-11-13T13:50:41.520-05:00I hate it that I know so little and didn't ask...I hate it that I know so little and didn't ask more questions back when there were folks left to question.Vicki Lanehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08114677510459055768noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-764237570467034909.post-19923667084729951122010-11-13T13:49:43.629-05:002010-11-13T13:49:43.629-05:00There's a colonial cemetery in Atlanta in whic...There's a colonial cemetery in Atlanta in which two wives of one man share a common monumnet dedicated to Lucy and Laura, beloved wives of.... He's not buried with them. I know there's a story there, but so far I haven't been able to find it.<br /><br />Lynne in GAAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-764237570467034909.post-58872469611337309762010-11-13T13:04:15.452-05:002010-11-13T13:04:15.452-05:00You have made them come alive; you know your trade...You have made them come alive; you know your trade, Vicki.Frikohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04277167831642088694noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-764237570467034909.post-16197687361484680262010-11-13T12:35:32.368-05:002010-11-13T12:35:32.368-05:00My grandparents and greats had a very hard life! C...My grandparents and greats had a very hard life! Can you imagine us going through some of the stuff that they did? or the kids now a days? Love your photos!gaylehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00894920637532415315noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-764237570467034909.post-21291599976810106852010-11-13T11:07:33.572-05:002010-11-13T11:07:33.572-05:00ahh great portraits and a nice tale. I can feel...ahh great portraits and a nice tale. I can feel the wind and wet as she got those mules to cross the creek. I have learned in our family histories too that the women died off and the men married again to get care for the brood and added more.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09093078029028920810noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-764237570467034909.post-52190501971314125932010-11-13T10:52:09.275-05:002010-11-13T10:52:09.275-05:00How very interesting Vicki. Isn't it wonderfu...How very interesting Vicki. Isn't it wonderful to have the photos too.<br />I hadn't heard that quote about red hair. How sad. Personally, I like red hair very much. However I don't envy the people who have red hair and the skin to match in the strong sunlight you enjoy over there.<br />Might add here that I have never experienced heat or sun like it till I came to Tennessee. In England the sun is rarely overhead and when it is, it is never as searingly hot, EVER. There are day when I feel like I'm going to die over there and yet I see other people walking about seemingly ok with it. Larry calls me his hothouse orchid because I am so delicate about it. Also I drink about three times more water than he does, which is because he is used to the heat and I am not.<br />Blessings, Star<br />Blessings, StarStella Joneshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06699491230987143490noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-764237570467034909.post-87171001761807121942010-11-13T10:13:49.985-05:002010-11-13T10:13:49.985-05:00This is such a beautiful story. Thanks for sharin...This is such a beautiful story. Thanks for sharing it.BBhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09432729957196570774noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-764237570467034909.post-52891223141088346512010-11-13T09:04:04.550-05:002010-11-13T09:04:04.550-05:00Hard times, hard places . . . practicality demande...Hard times, hard places . . . practicality demanded a little hardening of the emotions.Junehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11710135137635433217noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-764237570467034909.post-17214017036600358092010-11-13T08:40:36.533-05:002010-11-13T08:40:36.533-05:00I do feel a wee bit sorry for the 'handy cousi...I do feel a wee bit sorry for the 'handy cousin'!<br />What a wonderful story.Juleshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12951295463270151861noreply@blogger.com