Road tripping for Banwarths and Chapmans – August 27, 2017

Yesterday, my family and I loaded up in the car for one last ‘hooray’ before the school year officially begins.  This is the second mini road trip, in as many weeks.  Both were mapped out so we (I) could visit some of our ancestral communities while having some good old fashion family fun!  I just have to send a HUGE thank you to my husband and my kids for being such good sports and allowing me to indulge in this little hobby of mine.

AUGUST 26, 2017 – The Banwarths

This was the second time we visited Norwalk, Ohio, but the difference between this time and the last — was that I was prepared!  This time I was armed with a list of places and extra batteries for my camera.  So with Google maps guiding our way I set out to photograph whatever I could of the area where my Banwarth ancestors lived and worked.

The Banwarths had chosen the small community of Reed Township, about twenty miles southwest of Norwalk, Ohio, to settle after their arrival from Germany.   The first record I was able to locate is a map from 1896 that lists F. Banwarth living next to a Jacob Kanney in the Northeast corner of Reed Township, while an earlier map in 1860 list Jacob Kanney living in the same location.  This is important information because Jacob’s daughter Francis married Frank Banwarth.  It’s evident that Frank purchased the property next to his father-in-law, Jacob Kanney,  and would farm and raise his family.

Frank, my great great paternal grandfather arrived from Germany with his parents and siblings in around 1865.  He would marry Ms. Francis Kanney in Reed Township, Ohio.  Together they would have six children – Martha, Celia, Anne, Tillie, Marie and their only son Frank (my great grandfather).  All but two of  Frank and Francis’ children would stay in the Norwalk, Ohio area, the exceptions being Frank who married and started his family in Jamestown, North Dakota and ultimately ended up in Detroit and Marie who would move to Detroit for a short period of time before going back to Ohio.

The Banwarths made their home at what is now the corner of N Township Rd. 83 and E County Rd 24 in Reed Township.  The original home and barn are still standing and both are in original condition, although, the house is in need of some repair work.

The Frank and Francis (Kanney) Banwarth home – Reed Township, Ohio
The Frank and Francis (Kanney) Banwarth barn – Reed Township, Ohio.

We were also able to locate and visit the former homes of Martha (Banwarth) Capen and Anna (Banwarth) Vogus, daughters of Frank and Franis (Kanny) Banwarth.  *Another worthy note to add…if you have a copy of the 35 mm “Old timers” Chapman video that was copied several years back, this blue tin roof house and a few of Frank and Francis’ children make a quick appearance.

The home of Martha (Banwarth) Capen – located in Berlin Heights, OH
The home of Anna (Banwarth) Vogus – located in Norwalk, Ohio

AUGUST 20, 2017 – The Chapmans

While up visiting our son at band camp, we decided to take a longer way home so we could stop in Grand Rapids, MI.  I was on the hunt for two pieces of property that were related to Claude Chapman (my paternal great grandfather).

The first was the home that Claude lived in as a young boy, before moving back to Ottawa, Ontario, Canada after the death of his mother, Margurite.

Claude Chapmans boyhood home – located in Grand Rapids, MI

The second stop was St. James Catholic Church, where Claude and one of his brothers were baptized as infants.

St. James Catholic Church – located in Grand Rapids, MI

 

 

 

 

 

CHAPMAN’S AND ST. ANTHONY’S CHURCH – August 7, 2017

On Sunday, August 13th, my great aunt and I will be venturing down to St. Anthony’s Church, in Detroit, to attend the 160th Anniversary Mass.  My aunt and I have attended several masses at St. Anthony’s over the past few years, and each time I am in awe at just how beautiful the church is and how warm and welcoming the congregation is.  I admit, the first time I attended St. Anthony’s it was not to hear the Mass but it was to sit in the church that served as a beacon for the Chapman family for many years.  But the highlight of sitting in the church for the first time was to witness the all the  memories of my great aunt, who was married in the church in 1947, come flooding back.  A few Chapman’s would be baptized and married in this church.   Now every time we attend mass I make sure we travel through the abandoned streets in the area in hopes of bringing back some forgotten memories.

St. Anthony’s Parish was formed in 1857 by German farmers who were living in the area at the time.  The parish would continue to grow up until the late 1960’s and ultimately the Arch Diocese would close the doors on the church in 2006 and they would merge with another struggling Catholic Parish.  In 2010 the church doors would open again with a new owner, the presiding Bishop of the Ecumenical Catholic Church of Christ.  The church has once again become a beacon in an area all but forgotten area.  You can read more about the history of the church here.

Below are some photo’s that I have taken while visiting St. Anthony’s as well as a photo of my father’s First Communion, that I proudly display on my wall at home.

St. Anthony’s Parish

 

Holy Communion – May 18th, 1952.
My Father at his Holy Communion on the steps of St. Anthony’s Parish. May 18th, 1952.

 

 

 

Featured CHAPMAN of the week – July 19, 2017

 

Theresa Cecile (Chapman) Lawson Daughter of Claude and Mary (Hickey aka Ethier) Chapman

When I was young and I would implore my father and other Chapman family members about my great aunt’s and uncles, one aunt in particular I was never given too much information about.  It was always a straight answer of, “she became a nun”. That’s it, end of conversation; no further elaboration on anyone’s part.  Well, fast forward to about 2008 (ish) where I set out to discover who and where this  nun was.  I don’t remember all the particulars of locating her, except I did have a little help from another great aunt.   I took her off guard by calling, at first she was not very forthcoming; but slowly that all changed.  Her and I would go one to talk for quite awhile and later exchange letters.  One of her son’s was even generous enough to send me  vital and court records – and a ton of pictures!

HER SON, you say?!?!  Well, I don’t remember anyone elaborating on Theresa other than her being a nun.  While her and I talked she gave me the “cliff notes” version of her life. She told me about her husband and her four children.  How she would live and travel the world while her and her husband, both, served in the Military.  She told me the story of her want to become a nun, when the nun’s informed her that she “should choose a different path in life”, thus beginning her career as a Registered Nurse in the Army.  It was when I prodded her for information about her childhood and teenage years, that brought her to pause. I was touching on something that I would have no way of knowing would dredge up some painful memories.

Theresa Cecile Chapman was the third child, of nine, born to Claude Legrand and Mary Josephine (Hickey aka Ethier) Chapman.  She was born on November 8th, 1917 in Ottawa, Ontario, Canada when they lived at 14 O’ Meare St.  Around the year 1919 Claude and Mary moved the family to Detroit, MI. Theresa stated that she always felt as if she wasn’t wanted by her mother and told me that she was sent to live with her paternal Grandparents, Thomas and Roseanna, back in Canada when she was 4 1/2 years old.  She stayed with her grandparents until Thomas died in 1934 and was returned to Detroit.  Shortly after her return she was sent to live with a foster mom, Ms. Mae Sullivan, who Theresa held the utmost regard for.

After becoming a US citizen in 1937 she went on to nursing school and then joining the Army.  She married Mr. Paul F. Lawson on February 10, 1942 at Fort Dix, New Jersey.  Paul was a decorated Lieutenant colonel in the US Army, with one silver star and two bronze star medals. Born to them were two sons and two daughters, and if memory serves correct they are living scattered across the country. Paul died on December 24th, 2007.  Theresa died on December 1, 2011.  Both are buried at the Willamette National Cemetery (Section KK) outside of Portland in Happy Valley, OR.

There is not one person alive today that can give any truth as to why Theresa was sent away and or why her mother choose it to be her.  The reasons have died with those who made the decisions, not even Theresa knew.  The only scrap of anything I could ever come up with was THIS border crossing paperwork, that lists Thomas as her Father and Claude as her brother.  It could be an error on the part of the border crossing agent, a elaborate lie her mother told to get her across to Canada or  I could be jumping to some serious conclusions and accusations – I will leave you to believe what you want. I will say this again, we will NEVER know the truth.  All that is left is the paperwork they left behind.

But I do know one thing to be fact.  Theresa was a beautiful woman, who I only wish, I could have gotten to know more.  She lived a good life, was blessed with a husband, children, grandchildren – even great grandchildren, traveled the world and served her country.

In one of her letters to me, she asked “Do you have a nice life with your family and enjoy all the things there are to enjoy – life is short”?  It’s nice to know that no matter her, sometimes, bitter feelings of family, she made the best of her life and certainly made it count.

 

 

Featured BIRDWELL of the week – July 17, 2017

Jesse Moreland and Nancy (Davidson) Kirby.

When I think about the late 1800’s, knowing today’s technology was non-existent, I cannot help but marvel at the amount of work that each person, each family member did EVERYDAY, especially those people who did not live in the cities. These men and women were merely taking care of themselves and their families, just as we do today, but without modern conveniences.   They faced the same problems, fears and excitements that we have; we just have the tools to share those moments to the world.  Now you’re probably wondering what does that have to do with the featured Birdwell, I’m getting there…Imaging being in a rural area with no way to communicate with anyone besides your immediate family, possibly only seeing others at church on Sunday or while you managed to take your weekly/monthly journey into town on foot or horseback?  Well imagine being a preacher back then. Having to deliver a sermon on each Sunday and ensure that your members were taken care of, prayed for, baptized, married and given a proper burial – all the while ensuring your immediate family was tended to.  The amount of selfless work that went in to this was so much more than a job, it was personal and the want to share their beliefs of God with others was of utmost importance. Ensuring that each person knew God’s love, but the task of bringing together community members who shared in the same beliefs – well that is a very heavy load to carry.  These men were beacon’s in their communities, working tirelessly.  So, this week, I give you a Kirby, not a Birdwell.  The Kirby’s and the Birdwell’s have married into each others families several times, it is my Great Grandmother Emma, daughter of Jesse M. Kirby who married Thomas Birdwell.

Reverend Jesse Moreland Kirby was a Methodist Preacher.  He is one of nine children born to Edmund Shepard and Nancy (Brown) Kirby.  Born in Jackson County, Tennessee in May 13, 1848.  Jesse married Ms. Nancy “Vicie” Davidson around 1878 in Jackson County, Tennessee.  She is the daughter of Dr. William M. and Manerva Davidson.

While there may be more, I know for fact that one church Jesse preached at was the Shipley Community Church in Cookeville, TN.  I don’t know how often he would preach here or a definite on the years (I am currently trying to obtain these records) but I do believe he was here around the years 1907-1911.  I think this because  one of Jesse’s grandchildren is buried in the Shipley Cemetery across the street.  This was not an area where that family lived, and would have been a 15-20 mile distance from them.

Born to Jesse and Nancy Kirby were the following children:

  • William Edmund Kirby
  • Thomas Lewis Kirby
  • Robert Kirby
  • Rev. Obbie Adolphus Kirby
  • Ida Kirby
  • Emma Lousetta Kirby – This is where my Birdwell line comes in.
  • Cleory Kirby Thomas
  • Jesse M. Kirby Jr.
  • Leonard Kirby

Jesse died just 40 days before his 90th birthday on April 3, 1938.  He and Nancy are buried in the Odd Fellows Cemetery in Baxter, Tennessee.  Jesse and Nancy have matching, and some of the most recognizable, headstones in the cemetery.

A copy of his obituary, taken from the findagrave website, reads as follows.

“Funeral services were conducted at the Methodist Episcopal Church in Baxter Monday by the Revs. H. P. Keathley and Dow Ensor, for the Rev. Jesse M. Kirby, 90, who died at his home in Baxter Sunday.
The Rev. Mr. Kirby was a minister in the Tennessee Conference of the Methodist Spiscopal Church South, but had retired several years ago. He formerly lived in Cookeville.
He is survived by three daughters, Mrs. Thomas Wilson Birdwell, Mrs. Greene Thomas, and Mrs. Charley C. Granvell, all of Baxter, and three
sons, The Rev. Obbie Adolphus Kirby, of Unionville, TN; Tom Kirby of Nashville, and Leonard Kirby, of Dearborn, MI.”

 

 

 

Featured BIRDWELL of the week – July 10, 2017

 

Bama (Birdwell) & Dan Davis headstone Byers Cemetery – Center Grove, Jackson County, TN

Ms. Bama Laura (Birdwell) Davis.  Bama is one of 5 children born to Benjamin F.  and Adlissa (Wheeler) Birdwell.

Bama was born on April 9, 1875 in Jackson County, Tennessee.  Bama married Mr. Daniel March Davis on October 20, 1892 in Jackson County, Tennessee.   Bama died on August 30, 1939 in Jackson County, TN and is buried in the Byers Cemetery on Flynns Creek Rd. near Highway 56 in Center Grove, Jackson County, TN.

Bama made her living as a housewife while Daniel tended to their farm and later in life became a salesman at a grocery store.  They lived in district 12. Through the Family Search website, I was able to obtain the 1900, 1920 and 1930 census records.

Bama and Dan had the following children:

Campbell – Born in 1894  and died in 1963.  Married Ms. Manerva Loftis and had one son named Aaron C. Davis.

Ben – Born in 1896 and died in 1936.  Marries Ms. Molly Phillips and had two daughters, Agnes and Mamie.

Lector – Born in 1898 and died in 1967.  Married Ms. Lillie Mae Wilmoth and had three daughters, Ila, Mildred and Viola.

Ernest – Born in 1900 and died in 1977.  Married Ms. Rose Ragland.  After the death of Rose, Ernest married Ms. Birch Petty.  After the death of Birch, Ernest married Ms. Vera Dudney.   Ernest had NO children.

Dowell Logan – Born in 1902 and died in 1972.  Married Ms. Ella Maxewell and had two children, a son Paul and a daughter Peggy.

Willie Edgar – Born in 1904 and died in 1966.  Married Ms. Onnie Peach and had three children, a son Billy and two daughters, Marie and Donna.

Elizabeth Ora – Born in 1906 and died in ????.  Married Mr. Monroe Malone and had three children, one daughter named Emma Jo and two sons named, Charles and Jimmy.

Claudia – Born in 1912 and died in ????.  Married Mr. James Billingsley and had three children, one daughter named Lola Frances and two sons, Jack and Robert.

Lola – Born in 1915 and died in ????.  Married Mr. Hulon Flatt and had NO children.  After the death of Hulon, Lola married James Kuykendall.

 

 

 

Featured CHAPMAN of the week – July 9, 2017

 

Thomas Chapman, son of William & Henriette (Tessier Dit Lavigne) Chapman

It’s the very first “Chapman” post for the CrumKin – Family History Facebook page!  I thought it would be fitting to start with Thomas Chapman, as he was the individual who first brought the Chapman’s to Michigan; though he later moved back to Canada.

Thomas was born on November 27, 1855 in Quebec, Canada to William and Henriette (Tessier Dit Lavigne) Chapman.

When Thomas was 26 years old he married Ms. Marguerite Coombs on September 21, 1881 in Grand Rapids, MI.  Thomas was living in Grand Rapids and Marguerite was living in Detroit at the time of the marriage.  How and when they met is still a mystery to me. Thomas and Marguerite made their home in Grand Rapids, MI on Valley Street.  For his entire life Thomas would make his living as a Barber. The Chapman’s had three children that were born in the Grand Rapids, MI – Henry, Frank and Claude (Claude is my Paternal Great Grandfather).

In the year 1896, Marguerite died.  Her body was taken back to Canada to be laid to rest and Thomas would never again return to the United States.  In 1898 Thomas married a Ms. Roseanna Ladouceur and on July 8, 1901 they would have one daughter who they named Florence Bertha.  In 1919 Thomas and Roseanna would have their granddaughter, Teresa – a daughter of Claude, live with them until Thomas’ death in 1934 when she would be returned to Detroit, MI (more on this in another post).

Thomas would continue to work and live in the town of Cyrville, Ontario, Canada until his death on November 19th, 1934.  Thomas along with both of his wives are buried in Notre Dame Cemetery in Ottawa, Ontario, Canada.

 

 

Featured BIRDWELL of the week – July 3, 2017

*photo from www.findagrave.com

Tomorrow we will celebrate the 241st birthday of our great nation, because of this I chose a Birdwell who did his part during the American Revolution to help bring Independence from Great Britain.  Not to be confused with last week’s featured Birdwell, this Benjamin Birdwell, son of Old George and Mary (Looney) Birdwell.  To give you a better understanding of my relationship, and hopefully yours,  Benjamin Birdwell is the brother of my Great-Great-Great-Great Grandfather William Birdwell.

Benjamin was born in Botetourt County, Virginia on December 24th 1765.  He entered the Revolutionary War, as a boy, as a Private in the Company commanded by Captain Cavit in the Regiment commanded by Col. Shelby in the North Carolina line for 6 months.  After the war he married Ms. Mary Perry on March 3rd, 1791 in Sullivan County, Tennessee.  Born to them were nine children.

  • George b. February 12, 1792 in Sullivan Co., TN
  • David b. September 26, 1794 in Washington Co., TN
  • Jesse b. December 17, 1796 in Sullivan Co., TN
  • Elizabeth b. January 22, 1799 in Sullivan Co., TN
  • Mary b. December 13, 1800 in Sullivan Co., TN
  • Benjamin Jr. b. January 16, 1805 in Sullivan Co., TN
  • Nancy b. September 1, 1809 in Washington Co., TN
  • Rowland b. March 20, 1812 in Washington Co., TN
  • Bueal b. March 30, 1818 in Sullivan Co., TN

Benjamin also served as a Private during the War of 1812.  In the Bunch’s Mounted Regiment of the East Tennessee Volunteers.

Benjamin died on October 17, 1840 in Sullivan County, TN and is buried in the Birdwell Cemetery in Colonial Heights in Sullivan County.  In the year 1843, Mary, Benjamin’s Widow applied for a Widow’s Pension.  The pension was awarded to Mary on March 4th, 1843.  You can read the affidavit and other records here.

 

 

 

CrumKin.com website updates 6/29/2017

I am very excited to share this week’s http://www.CrumKin.com updates.

I have added interactive Google maps to mark the locations of cemeteries! Right now you can interact with the Michigan and Tennessee maps.  If you click on the pins, the names of those buried in them will appear in a small box along with all the GPS information. These are not complete, I will be adding names and cemetery’s as I go.

Cemetery maps added:

  • Michigan
  • Tennessee

People pages added:

  • All children of Frank Banwarth Sr.

Generation charts added:

  • Banwarth
  • Partial Birdwell Chart

Photos added:

  • None

 

Featured BIRDWELL of the week – June 26, 2017

Benjamin F. Birdwell was the third child born, of eleven, to John Harvey and Martha (Chaffin) Birdwell.  Born in to a poor farming family in Jackson County, Tennessee on October 6, 1841. He spent almost his whole life in Jackson County, except for the seven or so years he lived in Missouri as a child.

Benjamin proudly volunteered into the 28th TN Infantry Regiment under Captain U.T. Brown in September 1861.  He took part in the battles of Shiloh, Murfreesboro, Perrysville, Vicksburg, Chickamauga, Atlanta and Franklin until he was captured and held at Camp Chase Prison in Columbus, Ohio being released once the war ended. According to his Civil War records, Ben suffered from a “Valmus Sclopetucum” which is an old medical term for gun shot wound.  You can see all of Benjamin’s civil war records by following this link.

It is a known fact that Benjamin married and had a child with Ms. Aletha Billingsley, daughter of Thomas Billingsley also of Jackson County. What has not been proven is the gender of Benjamin’s first child, some say he had a son named JoAb but I seem to think that he had a daughter named Mary.  Where things get a little sketchy is why Benjamin’s first wife died and what happened to the child.  I plan on writing more on this in the future.

After the death of Aletha, Benjamin married a Ms. Adalissa Wheeler in March of 1865. Benjamin and Adalissa together had five children: Bama, Leatha, Linnie, Wheeler and Thomas. He made his life as a farmer.  His property was located at the modern day intersection of Flynn’s Creek Rd and Haney Circle in Jackson County.  He served as a clerk for the city of Gainesboro as well as being a member of the S.S. Stanton Bivouac.  You can read more about the Battle of Franklin as well as other battles here.

Benjamin died on March 19, 1898 and is buried between both of his wives in the John L. Billingsley Cemetery in Jackson County, TN.

 

 

 

 

A spring evening in March, 1865 was the year.  Tensions are still running high, as the country tries to come to terms with the end of the Civil War. Three men have a score to settle, but never did they imagine a confrontation with an ax wielding girl, who’ll stop at nothing to protect her father. – CrumKin

“A cold a dreary day, 1865 was the year.  Tensions are still running high, as the country tries to come to terms with the end of the Civil War. Three men have a score to settle, but never did they imagine a confrontation with an ax wielding girl, who’ll stop at nothing to protect her father.”

All the years that I have been researching my family, the countless conversations that I have had with family members, both young and old,  the mounds of paperwork that I’ve accumulated, I have NEVER heard anyone utter even a hint of this story.  I wasn’t until I did a general Google search for my great – great grandfather that this gem appeared.

Now, I know there are plenty of reasons why no one would want to share this story, bringing a family members name into a bad light.  This story certainly does not portray my ancestor’s in the most positive way.  But this story has all the makings of a modern day media frenzy.

Tom Patton happens to be my paternal great-great grandfather.  Making his father, Sam Patton, my great great great grandfather.  Sam Patton made his home in Baxter, where the Maxwell North Cemetery is located.  Both Sam and Tom are interred in that cemetery.

The following story appeared in the ‘A History of Putnam County Tennessee, by Walter S. McClain’:

THE GUNTER TRAGEDY— A deplorable tragedy of Civil War times that has been invested with a
fiction or romance not warranted by the facts, was the slaying of two men and the serious wounding a third by a young girl, Marina Gunter, daughter of John Gunter, one night in
March, 1865.
This bloody episode has been rather widely exploited as the outcome of political feeling— a tottering old Confederate sympathizer being whipped by Yankee soldiers, when his daughter rushed to the rescue. The truth of the matter is, the question of politics was not even remotely involved, since all of the parties concerned were republicans and unionists. The facts here set out were given to the writer by several of the best citizens of Baxter, near the scene of the tragedy.  Old Sam Patton and John Gunter had swapped horses, and the latter, claiming that he had been cheated, was preparing to bring suit against Patton for damages. Thinking to head this off, Patton induced his son, Tom, and a nephew, Alvin Maxwell, and B. F. Miller, to go over to
Gunter’s, call the old man out and give a whipping with some advice about leaving the country— not an uncommon proceeding in that day. The three boys, with courage stimulated by drink, proceeded to carry out instructions. Patton held the horses, while Maxwell and Miller called old man Gunter to the gate and then forced him to accompany them to a spot about a hundred yards from his house and were applying the whip, when a son and daughter in the house, hearing their father’s cries, rushed to his aid. Marina, the heroine, armed with a keen-edged axe led the way. Passing Patton with the horses, she slashed at him, nearly severing his arm. Next she fell upon Maxwell and Miller with all of the fury and superhuman strength of one possessed, chopping them with the axe until they fell. The two desperately wounded young men were found next day in a large hollow stump where they had been placed, presumably, by the Gunters. They were carried to the house of a Mr. Presley, not far away, where Maxwell lived nine days and Miller eighteen days. Patton’s wound healed in the usual length of time. Marina Gunter, high-strung and impulsive, was perhaps justifiable from her point of view and understanding. She lived to a ripe old age, passing away only a short time ago. Sam Gunter, the sole survivor, still lives near Baxter.