Sarah Jane Keiper – An update and DNA results

A few months ago, I wrote a 52 Ancestors blog about my great great grandparents, Augustus and Sarah Jane (Keiper) Hettig. It was said that Sarah was a full blooded Indian that was adopted.

However, when I took a DNA test last year, Native American did not show up at all in my results. My ethnicity estimate is 40% Ireland, 35% Great Britain, 11% Italy/Greece, 9% Europe West, and trace regions consist of Iberian Peninsula, Finland/Northwest Russia, Europe East, Scandinavia, and Melanesia.

So was Sarah not Native America or did I just not receive any of the Native American DNA? And did the trace Melanesia figure in?

I bought another test and had my Mom take it. Her results were: 47% Europe West, 27% Scandinavia, 20% Italy/Greece, and trace regions Iberian Peninsula, Great Britain, European Jewish. No Native American.

So, do these results prove Sarah was not an Indian? In the photo of her with her husband, she looks like she had a dark complexion, and looked like she could have been Indian. Perhaps she was of Italian or Greek descent instead? And was she really adopted? Since she was born around 1853, and there are no adoption records for that time to really find out.

So, I’m not sure if I will ever find any answers to all the questions I have on my great great grandmother.

22. Imogene Coca – No, she did not die in a station wagon

It’s a rainy Sunday morning and I’m trying to find inspiration to write about someone in my family tree for the 52 Ancestors challenge. Meanwhile, my husband is flipping channels, trying to find something to watch. He finally settles on National Lampoon’s Vacation which to me, is a sign of who I should be writing about this week.

As a child, I would always hear about my grandfather talk about his “cousin, Imogene.” I would say something to make him laugh and he would say, “You’re as funny as my cousin, Imogene.” Being 5 years old, I, of course, had no clue who “cousin Imogene” was. I eventually learned over the years that “cousin Imogene” was an actress/comedienne named Imogene Coca and was on a TV show at some point.

I never actually got to see her perform until her appearance as “Aunt Edna” in National Lampoon’s Vacation in 1983. She was the grouchy old aunt that traveled with the Griswold family on their trip to Wally World, however dying in the back seat of the station wagon along the way. Instead of calling paramedics, Clark Grisworld (Chevy Chase) decides to tie her on the roof of the family car and drops off her body on the doorstep of a cousin in Arizona.

About the time this movie came out, is also when I began to become interested in genealogy. Naturally, I was curious to find out more about “cousin Imogene” and how exactly she was related to my grandfather.

I discovered that she was related through my grandfather’s maternal side of the family. Actually she was a 1st cousin, 1x removed of my grandfather. Her grandmother, Mary Ann Donnelly, was the sister of his mother, Elizabeth Donnelly.

Imogene was born November 18, 1908 in Philadelphia, PA. Her father, Joseph Fernandez Coca, was a musician at the Chestnut Street Opera House in Philadelphia. Her mother, Sadie Brady, (daughter of Edward Brady and Mary Ann Donnelly) was said to have been a dancer and actress in Vaudeville and allegedly run away from home to perform as an assistant in a magic show.

Imogene was encouraged to become a performer and took singing, dancing and piano lessons. She had her first job as a dancer at the age 11 and also sang at the Dixie Theater in Manayunk, PA. At the age of 15, she moved to New York City to try and become a singer and dancer on Broadway. She spent much of the 30s, unknown, and performing in various shows and clubs in New York. She became a comedienne by accident one night while performing in a theater where the heat did not work. She borrowed a coat from another performer in the show. She was only trying to keep warm, and began jumping up and down, dancing and performing a mock strip tease while dressed in the rather larger, woolen overcoat. The director thought it was funny and incorporated into the act. Critics also found it funny, which encouraged Imogene to continue to develop her comedy skills.

In the fall of 1950, Imogene was paired with performer Sid Caesar to star in Your Show of Shows. This was the show she was best known for. Imogene won a Best Actress Emmy for her work in 1951. The show lasted until 1954 when she and Caesar left the show to pursue individual careers. Imogene continued to work on several short-lived TV shows and many guest appearances.

On New Year’s Eve 1973, Imogene and her husband, King Donovan, were driving to their theater performance in Florida when her husband accidently ran a red light and crashed their car. Imogene had extensive facial injuries and ended up losing sight in her right eye. She also developed a huge fear of being in automobiles after that accident. This proved to be a challenge for her while filming National Lampoon’s Vacation, since most of her scenes were filmed inside a car.

Imogene died on June 2, 2001 in Westhaven, Connecticut at the age of 92. She had requested that there would be no funeral service and her remains were cremated.

 

**SOURCES:

IMDB

http://pabook.libraries.psu.edu/palitmap/bios/Coca__Imogene.html

The Great Clowns of American Television by Karin Ad

 

 

21. Johannes Serfass – Revolutionary War Patriot

Today is July 4th, so deciding who to blog about for the 52 Ancestors challenge was a simple decision. My 5th great grandfather, Johannes Serfass, served in the Pennsylvania militia during the Revolutionary War.

Johannes, or “John” was born in Philadelphia on March 20, 1752 to Philip and Maria Catherina (Altemous) Serfass. Philip purchased land north of the Blue Mountain in Chestnuthill Township in what is now Monroe County, Pennsylvania and moved his family there so he could farm and develop the land around 1753. Philip and his neighbors named the land “Pleasant Valley.”

However, Philip and his neighbors were in danger of Indian attacks. In 1755, the Hoeth family, neighbors of the Serfass family, were massacred by Indians. Philip and his family fled to Nazareth, PA and resided at The Red Rose Inn, seeking refuge from the Moravian Congregation there. Many other of the Pleasant Valley residents followed suit.

The colonial government at the time responded to the growing Indian raids by building a series of forts. One of those forts was built on Philip Serfass’ land and was known as “Fort Norris.” After the forts were built, Philip and his family returned.

About 20 years later, the colonies found themselves in a Revolutionary War with Great Britain. Philip’s son, John, was among the many men that answered the call and went off to fight for their freedom. John served in the 4th Battalion, Northampton County in Captain John Gregory’s company as a clerk and a soldier.

Sometime before 1778, John married Susannah Hone. They had 15 children. John died on July 11, 1825 at his home in Chestnuthill Township. He is buried in the Salem Church Cemetery in Gilbert, PA.

20. Solomon Weaver

This week for my 52 Ancestors Challenge, I will focus on my 3rd great grandfather, Solomon Weaver.

Solomon Weaver was born in in Lynn Township, Lehigh County, PA sometime around 1828. He was one of 5 children born to Jacob Weaver (or Weber) and his wife Susannah.

Around 1850, Solomon headed to nearby Carbon County and settled in Franklin Township. He worked as a carpenter in the boat yards in North Weissport along the Lehigh Canal. Around 1851, he married Elvina Shive, daughter of Samuel and Julianna Shive. Solomon and Elvina had 6 children: Emma, Oscar, Mary, Ida, Benjamin and Theodore.

Solomon must have felt that education was important. In 1873, he served as a school director for Franklin Township. His daughter, Ida, later became a teacher when she reached adulthood.

In 1881, Solomon and Elvina suffered tragedy in their household when their 2 youngest sons, Benjamin and Theodore, passed away just days apart.

Solomon passed away on July 4, 1894. He is buried in the Franklin Heights Cemetery in Weissport, PA.

19. Daniel A. Logue – Living here in Allentown

Although I am very behind on my 52 Ancestors a week challenge, I have been making some progress on my genealogy. Some of that is probably the reason I’ve been behind. Last week, I noticed that Newspapers.com had added the The Allentown Leader and Allentown Democrat to their collection. So, I spent hours searching though those and making and downloading clippings instead of catching up on my blog. However, I did find lots of stories to share for my blog, so i should be able to catch up in no time.

My most prominent ancestor I found in those newspapers was my great, grand uncle, Daniel A. Logue. Daniel was born in Allentown on January 3, 1878. He was the seventh son born to Irish immigrants, Manus and Ann (Brown) Logue. He was baptized at Immaculate Conception Church on January 20, 1878. His godparents were Michael McFadden and Margaret McCafferty.

I had first realized that Daniel was civic-minded when I had found his family in the 1920 Federal Census and discovered that he was the enumerator for his district. Image

One of the earliest articles I came across for Daniel was in August, 1902. A man named Christian Strauss had just left Gehringer’s saloon around midnight one evening, and was stopped by a man asking for money. Strauss refused him and then the man struck and beat him. Daniel had been passing by when he saw a crowd gathered. He stopped to see what was going on, then left to go home. A hearing was held and eight men were brought in, Daniel being one of them. However, Daniel was only brought in as a witness. No evidence showed that he was involved with the beating and also because he bore “an excellent reputation.”

I am not sure if this incident had any bearing on Daniel’s life or not. Beginning in 1905, I found many articles of Daniel’s active participation with the Young Men’s Temperance Society of Allentown, and was even their president for a time. One article described a large Memorial Day outing in Laury’s Station that the society sponsored. The article described “President Daniel Logue was the happiest man in the crowd. It was largely due to his untiring efforts that the affair was so satisfactory.”

I also discovered that Daniel was quite the bowler! As a league bowler myself, I really could relate to these articles. Especially since my mother is completely mystified as to how I got into bowling to begin with. See Mom? It runs in the family! In 1905, he and his teammate, Joseph Karsch, were the leaders in the Pergola Bowling Tournament. Daniel had bowled the highest scratch series ever in the tournament: a 624 series. Image

In April of 1909, Daniel became the manager for a new grocery store that opened up on Second and Gordon Streets in Allentown: the Childs Grocery Store. Previously, Daniel was employed at the John Knerr & Company grocery, and prior to that, he managed a grocery on North Front Street in Allentown.

Later that year, on August 10, 1909, Daniel married Lillian Schwoyer. They married at Sacred Heart of Jesus Catholic Church. Daniel’s bowling teammate, Joseph Karsch, served as the Best Man while his youngest sister, Catherine was maid of honor. Image

Daniel and Lillian had 2 children: Ruth and Lillian. Ruth died on June 9, 1915 at the age of 5, after suffering from diphtheria.

At some point, before 1940 Daniel and Lillian separated, but never divorced. Daniel died on May 2, 1946 in Buffalo, NY. He had a large obituary published in the May 3, 1946 issue of the Allentown Morning Call:

Daniel A. Logue Dies in Buffalo Hospital Daniel A. “Danny” Logue for many years a colorful figure in sports in the Lehigh Valley, died at 2 a.m. yesterday in the Myer Memorial Hospital, Buffalo, N.Y. He had been a patient in the hospital since Palm Sunday. Mr. Logue was aged 68 years. Mr. Logue left Allentown about six years ago after acting as manager of the local Milner Hotel. He was connected with this chain for some time but for the past four years had resided in Buffalo and was employed as an inspector at the Spencer Lewis Co plant there. In his early manhood Mr. Logue was connected with the retail grocery business and for some years was manager of the Childs store at 2nd and Gordon Sts., when this chain opened up several Allentown branches. He later purchased a store in the 800 block on Ridge Ave and conducted it for some years. Later, Mr. Logue became affililated with the Northampton Democratic Club on New St., Bethlehem. This organization is now out of existance. Mr. Logue was associated in several sporting enterprises including the promotion of baseball and was widely known throughout the Lehigh Valley. He is survived by his wife, Lillian, nee Schwoyer Logue, Philadelphia; a daughter, Lillian, wife of John R. Brown, Philadelphia; three grandchildren; a brother, Amandus, Paterson, N.J. and two sisters, Catherine A. Logue, New York and Mary Logue, Philadelphia. Services will be held at 9:45 a.m. Saturday from the Weber Funeral Home, 502 Ridge Ave. with high mass of requiem at 10:45 a.m. in the Church of the Sacred Heart of Jesus. Interment in the parish cemetery.

18. Ralph Dutton – His account of World War II

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Letter from Ralph Dutton to his parents. The Houston Herald, September 16, 1943. Houston, MO.

I knew that I wanted today’s 52 Ancestors post to be about someone who served in the military in honor of Memorial Day. My husband’s family has so many members who have served, so I thought it would be a tough choice. However, while going through some newspaper clippings that I had saved in my files, this one stood out from the rest. 

My husband’s grand uncle, Ralph Dutton, was born in Angelo, Wisconsin, on July 23, 1923 to Walter and Pearl (nee Davis) Dutton. His father, Walter, had served in the Army during World War I. So, it was no surprise that 4 of his sons followed in his footsteps when World War II erupted. Eldon enlisted in the Navy, LaVern joined the Marines and Ralph and his brother, Kenneth, enlisted in the Army. Eldon was present at the bombing of Pearl Harbor, while his brother, Kenneth, died of wounds he received in France in 1944.

I think Ralph’s words will speak for themselves. It really shows the hardships that these young men endure while serving our country. Today, we honor him, and all of our other ancestors and current day family members who have served.

17. Patrick J. Cone – help from beyond?

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The Cone family. Front row: Margaret (Carney) Cone, Albert Cone, Katie (Cone) Taylor. Back row: Isaac Taylor, Bill Cone, Patrick J. Cone.

I am continuing my 52 Ancestors challenge with my great-grandfather, Patrick J. Cone, and how he may have helped me by granting me one of my genealogy wishes.

A few years ago, I had read an article with stories of people who had felt their ancestors had helped them from beyond the grave. Although some of the stories seemed a little to far fetched (people who said their ancestor’s ghost appeared to them), I couldn’t help but wish I could get some ancestral help, especially with my Cone ancestors.

My Dad and his sister had always asked if I could find out more about their mother’s family. Their grandfather, Patrick J. Cone, had passed away from a brain tumor before their parents had married. So they knew nothing about his family, except for some of their immediate aunts, uncles and cousins. My Dad and his sister had not been in contact with any of them since my grandmother, Emma Cone, passed away in 1978. And neither one of them had any photos from that side, something that I had really wished for. My Dad had remembered being told that his grandfather was from England.

So, I dug in and found out quite a bit about Patrick Cone. He was born in Ireland, probably around March 31, 1852. From researching his children’s baptismal records, he was possibly born in County Mayo, Ireland. He was the youngest child of Patrick Cone and Catherine Walsh. Some time after Patrick was born and 1861, the Cone family immigrated to Yorkshire, England. (This is why my dad thought he was from England.) The elder Patrick and some of the children found employment in a nearby carpet mill. The family lived there for many years, until their parents both died weeks apart in the spring of 1875. Patrick and Catherine are buried in the Stony Royd Cemetery in Halifax, England.

Patrick came to America at some point between 1871 and 1878. I have never been able to find him in any ship passenger lists. he found his way to Yonkers, New York and worked at another carpet mill in that area. He met my great grandmother, Margaret Carney, and they married on April 12, 1879 at St. Joseph’s Church in Yonkers. They had two children while living in Yonkers. Then, they moved to Philadelphia, PA between 1880 and 1884. Eight more children were born to Patrick and Maggie, three of them dying at a very young age.

Patrick died in Philadelphia on September 15, 1912. His death certificate stated that he was employed as a carpet printer at the J.J. Dobson Carpet Mill. He was buried at Westminster Cemetery in nearby Bala Cynwd, PA. And that pretty much summed up what I had found out about Patrick Cone.

About a week after I had read that article, I received an email from a woman with the last name of Cone. I had entered Patrick Cone’s burial information on findagrave.com. She had been browsing the Internet one day and came across it. She told me that Patrick Cone was her husband’s grandfather, and that his parents, Albert and Marie Cone were buried in the same plot. She had seen the “flowers” I had posted for my great grandfather, and was curious as to how I was related. It turns out that her husband was one of my Dad’s first cousins that he had not been in contact with for decades. Many excited emails were exchanged between myself and this newfound cousin. I sent her photos of our family, and then she asked if I would like to have some old photos of my grandmother! Not only did she send me some incredible photos of my grandmother as a young woman (I was completely surprised to see my grandmother with dark hair!), but she had photos of her wedding to my grandfather! Plus, she had photos of my great grandmother, Maggie, as well as the one I had posted on top, of Patrick and Maggie with some of their children.

I may never know if Patrick, or Maggie, or perhaps my grandmother heard my wishes that one day. But, there is no doubt being contacted by a cousin, and receiving such precious photos were definitely a gift from heaven.

 

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Of all the photos my cousin shared with me, this one is my absolute favorite. My grandmother, Emma Cone, at the Jersey Shore. She is 3rd from the left.

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Daniel and Emma (Cone) Logue on their wedding day, June 23, 1926, St. Martin de Porres Roman Catholic Church, Philadelphia, PA. Maid of Honor was Marie Feuerstein, Best Man was Francis Mahon.

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My grandmother and her brother, Albert, visiting relatives in Wyalusing, PA. The infant is the cousin who emailed me. The little troublemaker in the middle is my Dad!

 

16. Emma Sarah Cone, and how she got me started in genealogy

First an update on my daughter. She is fine and says she feels 100%. She’s been busy living the life of a normal 21 year old: hanging out with friends, going to concerts, registering for her fall classes, getting parking tickets and working 2 jobs. She has a follow-up with her doctor this week, but still needs to make an appointment with a cardiologist to discuss her hole in her heart. Not sure where that will lead yet. But for the time being, all is well with her. Well, except for the parking tickets, but that’s a whole other story.

I have just finished reading and watching the video posted on Ancestry’s blog called “Between The Leaves.” It was a great discussion between Ancestry’s professional genealogists on how they got started in genealogy. This prompted me to write about how I got started in this 52 Ancestors blog post.

ImageI would say that it was my grandmother, Emma Sarah (Cone) Logue, that got me started. Some of my favorite memories were of going to visit my grandparents at their home in Newtown Square, PA, and sitting and talking with my grandmother. On one of those visits, she showed me a copy of a typewritten family history that one of her cousins had written entitled, “The History of the O’Mara Family.”

I was probably still in grade school when she showed me that document, so most of the detail was totally lost on me. This cousin had written about both the paternal and maternal side of her family, and the O’Mara was her paternal side. My grandmother was on the maternal side. So, for years, I had thought that the O’Maras were directly related to us. I had even used one of the O’Mara as the central character in an assignment for my high school composition class. After my grandparents had both passed away, this document ended up in my parents’ possession. My Mom made some copies of it and sent one to me. After re-reading it after so many years, I discovered my mistake. But I also read the part about my grandmother’s side of the family and became intrigued with the story of how her mother, Margaret Carney Cone, was separated from her sister for almost 40 years. This made me want to learn more, and thus began my fascination with genealogy.

This was back in the day of being on the Internet meant having to subscribe to Prodigy and/or CompuServe. I started poking around in some genealogy forums on those and learned about the Family History Library and Family History Centers. I took the plunge and went to a local Family HIstory Center and ordered my first microfilm: the one that would have my grandparents’ marriage application. I remember the thrill I felt when I first saw it on that microfilm reader.

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My grandmother married my grandfather, Daniel A Logue in Philadelphia, PA on June 23, 1926. I had known my grandparents had met at Bell Telephone, where my grandfather was a lineman and my grandmother was an operator on the switchboard. But finding this document gave me just a little more insight on their families. It listed their parents, the addresses, and the fact that both of their fathers had passed away by this time. All information that both answered questions, gave clues and generated more questions.

One of those questions was directed to my dad and his sister: did they have any photos of my grandparents wedding? I was surprised that my dad, an amateur photographer, did not have any photos or knew of any photos that existed. But that will be the subject of my next post.

 

A little behind

I am a little behind on my 52 Ancestors posts. I’ve had to set aside my “ancestor time” to take care of my little descendant. Two weeks ago, about 5 days before her 21st birthday, my daughter had a mild stroke. This came as a complete surprise to us all. In fact, when she called me to say she “didn’t feel well”, I thought perhaps she just slept on her left side too long, or perhaps she got bit by a spider. I was not expecting her next text from the E.R. to be “The doctor said I had a small stroke.” Thankfully, she lives with a very level-headed and quick-thinking roommate who took her to the E.R. 

She is fine now, and fortunately, there was no damage done. However, an EKG did reveal that she has a small hole in her heart. So, she will have to see a cardiologist and talk about the possibility of getting that repaired. Apparently, about 25% of people have this small hole there since birth. It is something that is supposed to close up as you grow. But for some people, it never does. Some people can go through their entire lives not knowing it’s there. But in other cases, such as my daughter’s, a clot could go through there and cause a stroke. Perhaps it’s a blessing that this happened to her while she is still young and strong. Her body was just giving her a warning.

Things seem to be back to normal for the time being. So tomorrow, I will go back to posting about my (and hers) ancestors.

15. David Harrison Caylor

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For this week’s 52 Ancestors Challenge, I’ve decided to focus on the short life of my husband’s 3rd great grandfather, David Harrison Caylor.

David was born around 1836 in Pennsylvania to Henry and Rebecca Caylor.  At some point, he headed west to the rural farming community of Patch Grove, Grant County, Wisconsin. On January 14, 1858, he married Catherine Rice, daughter of Tobias and Clarinda (Barhan) Rice. David and Catherine had 3 children: Rebecca Ann, Susan Catherine and John Henry.

Although life in Wisconsin seemed quiet, the rest of the nation was in turmoil and found itself in a Civil War. On August 13, 1862, the 26 year old David enlisted at nearby Mount Hope by Thomas Bintliff, and then headed to Camp Randall in Madison, Wisconsin to become part of the 20th Infantry Regiment, Company I along with several of his neighbors. Records showed that David had hazel eyes, with dark hair and a dark complexion.

The regiment was mustered into service on August 23, 1862 and then left Wisconsin for St. Louis on August 30th. The regiment stayed in St. Louis until September 6th, then traveled by train to Rolla. They stayed there for a week, then marched 135 miles to Springfield, Missouri, arriving on September 24th.

However, the long march and camp conditions were too much for young David. While camped in Springfield, he contracted typhoid fever and died on October 28, 1862. He left behind very few personal effects: great coat, blanket, pair of cotton drawers, pair of cotton pants, handkerchief, no money, a small notebook with a note that he loaned $100 to Arthur Jackson on the 10th of September. He was buried in a makeshift cemetery near the hospital. In 1867, his body was exhumed and was buried in the Springfield National Cemetery.

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Certificate of Service for David H. Caylor. Wisconsin Historical Society, Madison, WI.