I’ve been working long & hard on the whereabouts of Dora Perry’s grave.
I thought I had a sure lead this time, where I had found the paperwork for her sister Fanny aka Vessie West whom married Lacy Bobo Powell. She died very young as well, and Lacy remarried.

I was trying to tie Vassie West Powell to our family tree, with documented proof, but it’s not working as well as I’d hoped.

Vassie was, as I believe, born Fanny West to Berry & Lizzie Daniel West.

Idaho marriage
Name: Vassie West
Marriage Date: 20 Feb 1909
Marriage Place: Ada, Idaho
Spouse: Lacy B Powell

Same County as brother Solomon Job West.

1910 Census
Name: Vassie Powell
Age in 1910: 17
Birth Year: abt 1893
Birthplace: Arkansas
Home in 1910: Kuna, Ada, Idaho
Race: White
Gender: Female
Relation to Head of House: Wife
Marital Status: Married
Spouse’s Name: Lacy Powell
Father’s Birthplace: South Carolina
Mother’s Birthplace: Georgia

Marvin’s birth certificate says that she was born in Cali, but if I’m right, her parents had only moved to Cali.
Name: Marvin Lacey Powell
Birth Date: 5 Feb 1911
Birth Place: Nampa, Ada, Idaho, USA
Father Name: Lacey Bobo Powell
Father Age: 30
Father Birth Place: Kentucky
Mother Name: Vassie West
Mother Age: 20
Mother Birth Place: California
Certificate Year: 1911
Certificate Number: 273251

Bernard Barton “Berry” West
Birth 5 Mar 1859 in Pickens County, South Carolina, USA
Death 2 Mar 1952 in Winton, Merced, California, USA

Modesto Bee Merced. March 4 1952. Funeral Services will be conducted at 2 PM tomorrow at Ivers and Alcorn Chapel for Berry Barton West, 92, of Winton, who died suddenly while rabbit hunting in the Winton Area Sunday. Rev. Earle R. Harvey, Merced Presbyterian Church pastor, will officiate. Interment will be in the family plot in Winton Cemetery. West leaves three sons, Thomas J. West of Winton, S. J. West of Elsinore and John M. West of Alhambra; two daughters Mrs. Cynthia J. Kimbriel of Winto and Mrs. Cora S. Newstrom of Los Angeles, and seven grandchildren.

Margaret Elizabeth Daniel
Birth 26 Jan 1864 in Batesville, Habersham, Georgia
Death 10 May 1946 in Merced, California, USA

Known children:

Cynthia “Kezarah” West Kimbriel on her father’s obit it says Cynthia J Kimbriel, but that’s not unusual to have an typo in the paper. My mom’s was really wrong.
1879 – 1970

M. A. “Dora” West
1880 – 1900

Bessie West
1885 – 1900

Solomon Job West
1886 – 1979

John Madison West
1889 – 1982

Vassie Fanny West
1892 – 1920

Thomas Jeptha West
1895 – 1980

Cora Connie West Newstrom
1899 – 1995

I know this isn’t what it shows on a few other trees, but most of it, as far as I can tell, comes from a phone conversation with a girl & her uncle. I’m not challenging that, I’m merely going by what seems reasonable, in my mind. Since the niece states that she had no info on Kezarah or Bessie West, and known daughter Cynthia isn’t listed either on her research, but is on one census with family & with her hubby, that at one point they divorce & then remarry, she’s listed as Cosine. It’s a safe bet that she is in fact Kezarah. I’ll continue to look for legal or gov’t paperwork to prove it.

On the 1900 census mother Lizzie says that she had 8 children, 7 living. Which would be Bessie West has past away, because we know Dora hasn’t given birth to Bessie until November, but I can’t find her & Richard Perry living anywhere in 1900. Since, they did sneak off, it’s almost a safe bet that they didn’t want to be found, but Bessie was born in Van Buren, Newton, Arkansas in 22 Nov 1900, they may have just moved back?!?

Name: Richard Perry
Gender: Male
Age: 22
Birth Year: abt 1877
Residence: Copark, Newton, Arkansas
Spouse’s Name: MA West
Spouse’s Gender: Female
Spouse’s Residence: Copark, Newton, Arkansas
Marriage Date: 7 May 1899
Marriage License Date: 3 May 1899
Marriage County: Newton
Event Type: Marriage
FHL Film Number: 1035373

I was hoping to find Vassie’s grave or any info leading to it. All this, in hopes of finding a family cemetery or small graveyard that would possibly have my husband’s Great-Grandmother Dora West Perry buried.
The Older Metcalf’s & Perry’s say that her parents had a lot of money & forbid Richard & Dora to marry. But they did, had one child, daughter Bessie Jane Perry. Dora die in childbirth or from complications thereof & her family moved to Cali. Richard stays in Arkansas, marries a girl, Laney Matilda “Tilda” Davis, from his hometown in Tennessee, then they move to Rockcastle, Kentucky and on to Ohio.

Which seems to be accurate.

I’m still looking for definitive proof!

Because someone we love is in Heaven, there is a little bit of heaven in our home.

Seems a little hard to believe, but here we are! How has the first half of the month gone for you so far? Busy, busy, busy, or easy, easy, easy? Will the 2nd half be busier, or easier, than the first?

We wish a very Happy Father’s Day to Anthony & all the dads, granddads, stepdads, future or soon to be dads & father figures in our lives! We’re grateful for all of you! Anthony got a little more than he should have this year, but it’s good to be spoiled a little every now & then or maybe few times a year, just to let them know how much they mean to us.

I to take a few minutes here & wish Mandy’s dearest friend & *Anthony’s second cousin once removed, Kimberly Adkins Bain and her wonderful husband Jantzen Bain a very special Congratulations on the birth of their new son Henry Sherman Bain. Born: 16 Jun 2014 at 4:06 p.m.. Weighed 7.09 pounds. 21 inches long. A handsome addition to the family. God Bless.

I’m hoping she’ll start journaling to remember her experiences. You think you’ll never forget, but if that were true then no one would have a second child. Believe it.

Children & Family Life: Were you surprised at the impact they had on your life? Were you ready?

Note for each child

  • The child’s name, birth date, sex, place of birth, and any other noteworthy circumstance of the birth.
  • Attend any classes or programs and/or were they beneficial?
  • Any significant milestones or highlights or turning points in his or her life during this period.
  • Other people living with you in your family (or you with them), who they were & why you were all living together. Anything noteworthy that occurred in their lives during this period?

We’ll be planning a few big birthday celebrations over the next few weeks ourselves. Mandy will be going away for her birthday, it will be odd not to celebrate it together, but part of growing up – is growing independent. Starting your own traditions as a family. It’s hard to except change, but it’s as much a part of life as giving birth. Sigh. She’ll be back in time to celebrate Anthony’s with him. I may add a little B~Day table for her. Make it a twofer.

We’ve been road-tripping a lot this month to Tennessee, Indiana & around day trip to Lake Huron in Bay City, Michigan. I still can’t believe that I had that in me. Guess, we’re not that old after all. Oh wait, these lines on my face tell a very different story. How about you? Anything exciting to report?

Fill us in on your June so far!

What you are, you are by accident of birth; what I am, I am by myself. There are and will be a thousand princes; there is only one Beethoven. ~ Ludwig van Beethoven

*Yes, an Adkins on Anthony’s side. His mother Lula Mae’s sister Clara aka Clarie married an Adkins. So far, I cannot connect the two lines. I’m sure I will someday, but so far no luck.

Ute Vance Says:
September 25, 2011 at 9:45 pm e

Can you get in contact with me? I am new to the “finding family history” familytree thing. My mother-in-law died about 2 weeks ago. A cousin gave us a family tree after the funeral. I had always tried to get her to research the family. Her mother’s dad (her grandfather) was a Warren Adkins. The only thing she told us about him is that he was Indian, and that he was mean. He had given her a family book about the Indian heritage when she was little, but it burned in a house fire. Her grandfather and grandmother were married in Cabell County, WV, I think. His father’s name was Clayton Adkins. I believe that he may somehow fit into your family tree. Can you help.

Thank you so much, Ute

I wasn’t sure where you were going with this on my Stump page, but I’ll give you what I have:

Warren “William” Adkins
Birth Oct 1866 in Barboursville, Cabell, West Virginia, USA
Death 1962 in Guthrie, Logan, Oklahoma, USA

Known Spouses:
Rosie Byrd (1891 – 1889)
Barbara Ann Clounch (1868 – 1933)

Clayton S Adkins (1843 – 1925)
Annie Elizabeth McCoy (1844 – 1909)

Sherrod Adkins (1810 – 1880)
Abigail Johnson (1815 – 1880)

Sherrod Adkins
Sarah Lucas

2x Great-Grandparents:
Jacob Harley
Mary Adkins

If you have anymore questions, please feel free to ask. About the Indian part. please see other posts.

Thanks as always and Welcome to the Family,
Sheila Jean Adkins Metcalf

If what you did yesterday seems big,  you haven’t done anything today. ~ Lou Holtz


*Cross-referenced with ladybeka Corsicana, Texas, USA

re: Elizabeth Conley

I wanted to take a brief moment to apologize for not taking the time to post this sooner. I’ve had three vacations lined up, well my husband has anyway, and I’ve already taken two. That’s no excuse. I should have made the time.  Here is what I have:

I have 11 Elizabeth Conley’s on my family tree. I believe this is the one you have referred to:
Elizabeth Conley
Birth: 20 Jan 1812 in Lexington, Fayette, Kentucky, USA
Death: 25 May 1897 in Wayne, Lake, South Dakota, USA

Relationship to me: wife of 1st cousin 5x removed

Elizabeth Conley married Joseph Adkins
22 Apr 1832 in Morgan, Kentucky

Joseph Adkins
Birth: 1812 in Floyd, Kentucky
Death: 1844 in Carter, Kentucky


On my Family Tree, Joseph Adkins is listed as the son of Joseph and Susannah Adkins Adkins. The Joseph Adkins espoused to Susannah was believed to be the son of Jesse And Mary Adkins Adkins:
Joseph Adkins
Birth abt 1780 in Virginia
Death 8 Oct 1847 in Morgan, Kentucky

Bartlett Adkins as son of Jesse & Mary.
Birth abt 1775 in Virginia

Can you get a copy of these documents to confirm that he is in fact Moses’s son? I have 11 Moses Adkins; 6 Bartlett Adkins’ and 1 Bartholomew Adkins on my tree. I don’t seem to have them listed as a family or as an alternate.

Please do remember, that this is not an exact science, mistakes can and have made. Its our job to try and sort out the misinformation with the newly found facts. I have researched many Bartlett’s since they’re so closely related to my Morgan County, Kentucky Adkins line.

I’m not doubting her word, but it would help me immensely. I need to rule out any other alternatives.

Thanks as always and Welcome to the Family,
Sheila Jean Adkins Metcalf

When you start about family, about lineage and ancestry, you are talking about every person on earth. We all have it; it’s a great equalizer. ~ Alex Haley

It’s Sunday, August 28, 2011 today. There are 125 days left in this year. We’re in week number 34 of 52.

Re: Strengths and Weaknesses

While I was doing my weekly planning and making a pot of chili, it’s a football day at our house, so the chili is ready and it smells like home to me; consider that one of my strengths. I was pondering my life and my work, my family and friends and their personalities. The people I choose to be in my life and those that I have for the lack of a better term, cut out. I decided this…

I am… who I am, not because of where I was born or to whom, but by the people in my life that I value. I value my LIFE. I know that would seem to be a broad statement, if you didn’t follow this blog. If you do, then you know what I mean about my life with style. I’m creative to a point, not as much as my mother, but creative just the same. I hate DRAMA, some consider that to be my weakness. I live to be happy and love how I live. I surround myself with the people I choose and decide whom I will interact with daily. We all decide things in our lives and live with those decisions. Good or bad, we have to live with them.

On Thursday, September 1, my sister-in-law, Mary Metcalf aka Cookie will have her decided 65th Birthday, you may not understand the “decided” part, when she was born, like most births at that time, children were born at home. Mother’s suffered from various ailments anywhere from after pains to child bed fever. They blanked out the pain, losing long periods of time. Her mother simply couldn’t remember when she was born. It was somewhere between the 1st and 3rd. Cookie decided that she liked the 1st so that’s when she celebrates her birthday. It happened to my Grandma Dorothy, as well, so a few of her children have decided on birth-dates. Nonetheless, it is an important date.

I’ve heard it said, “Its funny how there are billions of the people in the world and only 365 days in a year, yet we are always delighted and amazed when we find out we share a birthday with someone.” I did look up some people that were born on my birthday, none really impressed me, I share a birthday with Steve Miller of the Steve Miller Band, that’s pretty cool, but does it make us anything alike? Doubtful! Other than we are considered a Libra under the Zodiac Sign.

I’m a Libra born October 5 which is symbolized by the Scales and is a supposed to be a marvelous conversationalist. I think it really means that we just like to talk a lot. I’m not into Astrology at all, but like everyone else, I have read mine a few times. Mostly when I’m bored, but I do like that, someone takes the time to analyze these non-personal quips, like “You’re going to have a great day today, but avoid those people whom are in dark places.” Then I think, Dang, how do I avoid myself today? So, I usually tend to avoid the Charts. That makes my life so much easier. I do think that it does form our personalities. If we’re born in the Fall we tend to love the Fall, and gravitate to the things that are comfortable.

We surround ourselves, mostly with the people we have a lot in common with. I call this the “Bird’s of a Feather Mentality.” It’s so much easier to work with people that you have something in common with, such as those in your age bracket, your religion or politics or your group and/or family affiliations. I do have several friends outside those realms, which I tend to butt heads with, and yet, I never let that cause separation between us. I try to include everyone. Some relationships just take a little more work. The only people that I sever all ties with are those that I feel have betrayed me or my family and there are a few.

Recently, I was telling my cousin Sandy after a funeral, that I never go to someone’s house and disagree with them, but let them come to mine and it’s on. I’m going to tell them exactly what I think. My mom told me that it was rude to go to a man’s home and cause a problem. I see my blog, sort of like my home; a safe place. I don’t make people that disagree with me, take their and go home ball (although some I would like too), but rather ask that they give me some space to be me. You don’t have to agree with me, just let me think.

As a person who over-thinks or theorizes everything, as I was told, I’ll be 50 in October, an upcoming birthday offers me the guilty pleasure of self-indulgent self-reflection. It’s not birthday’s in general that make me pensive, or even turning 50, that should make me a little crazy, but it is the recognition that my year is about to begin again. I don‘t fear turning 50; I’m half way through a life well lived. I fear the unknown. What will this new year bring? A sign of weakness.

My sister Shirley was contemplating her absence, making her end of life decisions, and she was set back a little, by the fact that everyone’s lives would go on the same as before, just without her in it. I hope she can come to grips with that as well. It has been the downfall of many a philosopher.

I do tend to over think, over do and over compensate, rather than pick a careful path and circumvent it. The funny thing is the most significant insights seem to find me. It’s remarkable with the amount of information and observation that plague me daily, that there are some things that hit at just the right time. That stick.

The word “Homologate” means to approve; confirm or ratify. To register: such as a cars vendor or model identification number (make it an individual item). It’s what I commonly refer to as a two dollar word, which really just means to agree, to allow or to recognize as. I only mention this because, some off the cuff remarks made this week, mostly at my expense – that stuck. I cannot, nor will not, allow anyone to take control of my life or lineage. That which belongs to me. Whether or not I’m here or gone.

We will all be gone at some point and life will go on the same as before, just without us in it, but we can leave them that remain with the information that we had, and hopefully they will continue the work. A family by its very definition: any group of persons closely related by blood. We have that to carry on.

When I was accused this week of stealing someone’s previous research on the Family and compiling it with others, not giving them credit for what was theirs. Both adding to and taking away. I asked myself this question: Can you copy write a FAMILY?

I really don’t think so. No one can hold the rights to a Family history. It’s not a tangible thing that one can own. You can belong to it and be a part of it, analyze it, research it, even squander it, but you can’t own it anymore than I can own the 240th day of the year. No matter whom they claim to be or think they are, related to, their works or claim to fame, can take control of that group or families history. I’m saying, not even with a 2/3rds majority can you take control and decide what we can or cannot know about or have the right to know. Maybe the dark family secrets or the gossip you can manage to try to control, but nothing else really.

Many people bring many different attributes to a family. Take a family reunion for example. I just attended the Pearson Family Reunion, yesterday. Anthony didn’t want to go with me, even though it was his side of the family, but I went anyway, because I like them and wanted to hold Kim’s new baby.

I watched the younger ones playing the same games that we played as children, but admittedly a tad more organized, remembering that we’re a high tech world now. Instead of paper plates laid on the ground, they had red plastic safety cones and a prize for the winners of the three-legged race and the timeless task of carrying eggs on a spoon, among other classics games played. Of course, no child could resist the Indian Burial Mound; they would have to trek up the seemingly endless flight of stairs that ascend into the heavens. All while, the adults laughing, talking and filming every minute of it, on Tablets with a screen the size of a dinner plate. Nothing our Grandparents could have even imagined or hoped for.

Change is inevitable, but as the old adage says, “The more things change, the more they stay the same.” Families are about sharing fun filled events and being together, even if you don’t’ know half the people there, we still share. We’re related. That is what it’s all about.

I love holding new babies, watching the children play, eating too much and talking to people I rarely see, other than at these types of events. Our lives get hectic as we all go about our day to day, but we still need to take the time to be a family. Sharing, caring about one another and learning about the each other, remembering the past, keep those that have gone on before alive in our memories, as we cherish the new that will go on long after we are gone. That’s the way it should be. A time honored sequence of events all brought together by one word, FAMILY. Our hopes, our dreams, and our faith all tied up in a neat little package.

I would add this, “We’re all working toward the same end, but does the end justify the means?” You’ll have to answer that one for yourself. I always receive a great deal of comfort and inspiration from my family.

Our children challenge us all to get involved, you dared us to put aside our complacency and strife and work together toward the same end, our family.

You will never know how grateful and flattered I am that you make me part of your family, as I include you in mine.

Sheila Jean Adkins Metcalf

It is better to wear out than to rust out. ~ Frances E. Willard

Solomon A Adkins
Birth Apr 1872 in Paint, Morgan, Kentucky, United States
Death 1910 in Elliott, Kentucky, United States
my 1st cousin 3x removed
s/o William Riley Adkins (1842 – 1923)
s/o Absalom Apperson “Apps” Adkins (1810 – 1870)

William and Della were Solomon’s children by his first wife btb Millie Ann Adkins d/of George M. Adkins and Mary J. Wickler…

Hello Shelia,
Thank you for your responding to my message. William and
Della were Solomon’s children by his first wife btb Millie
Ann Adkins d/of George M. Adkins and Mary J. Wickler.
Solomon and Mary J. were 2nd cousins.
The 1900 Census of Elliott Co., KY lists William and Della
but shows that Amanda and Solomon had 1 child…that would
be Dewey. The 1910 Census shows Mandy living apart from
Solomon w/Mary Lee. It shows that she had 5 children, w/4
living. They would have been Dewey-1899, Cecil-1900,
Elmer-1905, and Mary Lee-1906. She probably lost one between Cecil and Elmer.
Did you know that Mary Lee was not Solomon’s daughter?
That may explain why Mandy and Solomon were not living
together in 1910. On Mary Lee’s DC, her father is listed
as a Lewis. The boys must have stayed close to Solomon
since he and Dewey and Cecil are known to have resided
in Hunnewell pct, Greenup Co., KY between 1900 and 1920.
If you would like more info on the “boys” you may contact
me directly at: (OMITTED)
This has been a real puzzle for me! Thanks for your input.
Someone out there MUST know about Cecil and Elmer! Let me
know if you pick up on anything. Sincerely, Carol Vaughan

Thank you Carol, I’ll make all the necessary updates to the tree.

I found an Elmer s/o Laban & Elberta Perry married to Risa in 1930 Elliott, with a 7.5 month old son named Cecil Adkins. This could be the family.  They either moved out of town, or maybe adopted the kids out???

We’ll see if anyone knows what became of them. It was a small town, so people talk. I’ll check some archives and see what I can find.

The way you see people is the way you treat them and the way you treat them is what they become. ~ Goethe