This year’s theme.
Descendants of Lewis (red), James Henry (lavender), Susan (teal), Hepsie (yellow), John (light blue) and Alex Henderson, children of James Henderson, born circa 1815 in Onslow County, North Carolina.
Monthly Archives: July 2016
Henderson Family Reunion 2016.
Well over a hundred descendants of six of my great-great-great-great-grandfather James Henderson‘s 14 children are gathered in Wayne County, North Carolina, this weekend for our biannual family reunion!
Kiners, depicted.
More photographs of my Kiner cousins courtesy of their Kiner cousin, Peggy King Jorde. As set forth here, my cousin Edna Reeves (1885-1969), daughter of Fletcher and Angeline McConnaughey Reeves of Charlotte, North Carolina, married William H. Kiner and settled with him in Cambridge, Massachusetts. Their children were Addison F. Kiner (1906-1990), Carroll M. Kiner (1907), and Evelyn C. Kiner ().
William Kiner and sons Carroll and Addison, circa 1912.
Evelyn Kiner, Martha’s Vineyard, circa 1915.
Evelyn Kiner on a pony, circa 1917.
One of these women is Edna Reeves Kiner, and the photo appears to date from the 1930s. This is said to be in New York City’s Central Park, but I have not been able to identify the monument.
Carroll Kiner, perhaps the 1940s.
Carroll Kiner, at right, Martha’s Vineyard, perhaps 1940s?
Evelyn C. Kiner at work, New York City, circa late 1960s.
And then there are these two photos:
Believed to be “Daddy” Reeves.
“Daddy” Reeves succumbs to pneumonia. Undated, and no page 5 story attached.
Who was “Daddy” Reeves? Certainly not Edna’s father Fletcher Reeves, who died in 1910. Nor her brother John, who died in 1915. Older brother Frank Reeves, perhaps?
All photos courtesy of Peggy King Jorde Archive.
Toney takes a bride.
Norfolk Journal & Guide, 20 April 1946.
Toney Cemore Brewington (1894-1973) was the son of Joshua and Amelia Aldridge Brewington and first cousin of my great-grandfather, J. Thomas Aldridge.
My people.
Going back six generations, I have 126 direct ancestors. I have images of only a sixth of them. Twenty, to be exact.
Here they are:
From top left across each row to bottom right:
One (of 64) great-great-great-great-grandparent — William M. Harrison (1817-1865); two (of 32) great-great-great-grandparents — Margaret Balkcum Henderson (1836-1915) and Mary Eliza Balkcum Aldridge (1829-1924); five (of 16) great-great-grandparents — Louvicey Artis Aldridge (1865-1927), Martha Miller McNeely (1855-1934), Harriet Nicholson Tomlin Hart (1861-1926), Edward C. Harrison (1847-1908) and Mary Brown Allen (1849-1917); six (of eight) great-grandparents — Bessie L. Henderson (1891-1911), J. Thomas Aldridge (1886-1968), Lon W. Colvert (1875-1930), Caroline McNeely Colvert Taylor (1883-1957), John C. Allen Sr. (1906-1948) and Mary Agnes Holmes Allen (1877-1961); all four grandparents — Margaret Colvert Allen (1908-2010), John C. Allen Jr. (1906-1948), Hattie Henderson Ricks (1910-2001) and Roderick Taylor (1883-1947); and my parents.
Hat tip to A. Kearns for the inspiration.
William and Ned Harrison.
My great-grandfather John C. Allen‘s grandfather and father.
William Mortimer Harrison (1817-1865)
Edward Cunningham Harrison (1847-1908)
Many thanks to A.H.W. for these images.
Rest in peace, Melroy Houser Sr.
My grandmother’s mother’s family often sought the warmth of other suns, and by 1940 all of her aunts and uncles had left North Carolina. In consequence, I did not grow up knowing my McNeely kin, but I often heard wonderful stories of them. My grandmother treasured all her aunts, but had a special regard for Emma McNeely Houser, who migrated to Bayonne, New Jersey, around the time my grandmother was born. All three of Emma’s children have long passed away, and she had only a handful of grandchildren. Just over a year ago, I traveled to Augusta, Georgia, to meet her son Henry‘s middle son Melroy Houser. I wrote here of my visit, which was filled with reminiscing and easy laughter.
I received word from one of his sons that Cousin Melroy passed this morning. I wish that I had gotten to know him better, but will always cherish those hours on a warm May afternoon. My deepest condolences to his children, who, like me, carry a legacy as McNeely great-grandchildren.
Scuffalong: Genealogy. 