Feeding the Chickens
Jennie was 45 and Arno was 30 when they married in 1907. She had a son and daughter from her previous marriage. I'm assuming that their father died.
This photograph is most likely taken in Boulder, Montana where she and Arno resided until she died in 1937.
Her given name was Phoebe Jane and her twin sister was named Telith'a Anna (Annie). They were four years younger than my grandpa William. Their brother Benjamin died while a toddler.
Ten half siblings were born after their mother remarried - their father died from Typhoid while serving in The Civil War. I know there were other twins, and more childhood mortality. Bernetta, their mother, died at the age of 42.
Jennie on her front porch reading the newspaper.
Jennie has been a popular name. My grandmother on my dad's side was a Jennie. My husbands grandmother was a Jennie. Even our middle daughter is a Jenni.
Well . . . all this because the chicken photo caught my eye this afternoon.
This photograph is most likely taken in Boulder, Montana where she and Arno resided until she died in 1937.
Her given name was Phoebe Jane and her twin sister was named Telith'a Anna (Annie). They were four years younger than my grandpa William. Their brother Benjamin died while a toddler.
Ten half siblings were born after their mother remarried - their father died from Typhoid while serving in The Civil War. I know there were other twins, and more childhood mortality. Bernetta, their mother, died at the age of 42.
Jennie on her front porch reading the newspaper.
Jennie has been a popular name. My grandmother on my dad's side was a Jennie. My husbands grandmother was a Jennie. Even our middle daughter is a Jenni.
Well . . . all this because the chicken photo caught my eye this afternoon.
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I just love when You stop in..You always put a smile and a chuckle on me!!!!!!!!!!!! Have a wonderful mothers Day!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
This piece of History is great!
Fanks for sharing them.... I love social family history :)
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And I would totally have loved to have been Lulu! What a gal!!
Sounds like longetivity runs in your family. :) It does mine too, although my great-grandma was only 96 when she died in 1998.
Amazing family history. I can't trace back past my grandparents; war has destroyed of my ancestors and the history of them.