Are you doing anything today to mark the official start of Summer? Any parties? Going to the beach/pool? Staying up later than usual just because you can?

Personally, I think its too hot to go outside so I’ve decided to spend my day looking through cemetery photo’s and death certificates aka killing people off in a sense. I love finding proof as to who people are or were. I’ve been working on two lines of Adkins & one line of Robinson’s this month. I love to read other peoples thoughts and/or articles and then work even harder to find what they may have missed. I’m always surprised that few ever look at Military records for birth dates or middle names. But like anything else, most of the documents were falsified (I mean they may have stretched the truth a little), so that the individual could go to war at a younger age. I’m not sure why they wanted to do that, but they did. I’m also dumbfounded to find two people with identical names & birth dates, as strange as that may sound. I have 5 Carline/Caroline Adkins (same age – I know, really – what’s up with that?), to separate from the fold. I know it’s easy to make mistakes, even on death certificates, so I take them with a grain of salt, then cross reference them with found obituary notices. [I have to prove all 5 just to be sure I don’t have any mistakes. I did find two on my tree & have since fixed them, or at least I hope that I did.]

As an added bonus of reading family obituary’s, you usually get to see a picture of that person. I wanted to post them on my Ancestry page, but I’m not sure if a first cousin 3x removed is close enough relationship to warrant that, even though I know after a year or so they will be gone from the internet newspaper sites page,  and others looking that would be closer would want to see them probably more than I did. Sorry, but it fells wrong.

Well that’s just me, I hope you have an amazing day.

The pleasure we derive from doing favors is partly in the feeling it gives us that we are not altogether worthless. It is a pleasant surprise to ourselves. ~ Eric Hoffer

What event(s) do you have coming this month? Vacation? End of school? Graduation? Wedding? June is a big month for lots of reasons. What’s one thing you’re anticipating this month? How ready are you for it?

We have lots of birthday’s coming up, so I’ll be planning a few parties as usual. I’m thankful, no weddings on the horizon; that’s a good thing. I do want to start meeting with my daughter Brandy once a month; just a little get together with the girls. All the kids are all growing up so fast. I still want to take the kids kite flying this month, that’s been on the list. Lots of little things to do as well.

I’ve spent the last two days looking over my family tree, trying to fix any mistakes that I may have. I’m sure there are many. Just when I’m convinced that I have the right person, I find something wrong with the dates. Today, I almost stopped working because, I thought, this has to be wrong. No one agrees with my findings, then I found a census with all three generations living under the same roof, it doesn’t get any better than that. I knew I was right. I wanted to take a few minutes and email everybody, then I thought, nope… they can look for it themselves. Its always been the thrill of the hunt for me. I love it!

I do want to share a few finds this week. A man by the name of Richard Schultheiss posted the headstones and their obits for many of my Mom’s people, like my Grandpa Odis LeRoy Stump & Grandma Elvia Mae Fugate Stump on the Find A Grave. I was so excited to see him link them to their parents & grandparents. What a wonderful way to see them without having to have a subscription to anything. I do wish more sites were like this. I don’t have any idea who he is, but can’t wait to interview him. I’m going to have to get in touch with him very soon, even if it’s just to say, “Thank you” for all of his hard-work and for sharing it with all of us. I did find about 50 more 1st cousins 5 times removed today, not sure where I want to stop, but as for now, I’ve rekindled the flame. I love hunt!

Goodnight, Everybody… I’m signing off. Welcome to all my new friends and thanks to our old friends. I appreciate you all, the nice comments y’all leave. I hope everybody has a wonderful relaxing weekend.

If a June night could talk, it would probably boast it invented romance. ~ Bern Williams

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

Illinois Marriages to 1850
about William Mary Atkinson Melugin
Spouse 1: Atkinson, William
Spouse 2: Melugin, Mary
Marriage Date: 9 Jul 1843
Marriage Location: Illinois
Lee County

UK, Prison Hulk Registers and Letter Books, 1802-1849
about William Adkins
Name: William Adkins
Age: 34
Estimated Birth Year: abt 1784
Date Received: 23 Nov 1818
Ship: Retribution
Place Moored: Woolwich
Date Convicted: 22 Oct 1818
Place Convicted: Westminster