This entry is part of the 52 Ancestors in 52 Weeks series. This week’s prompt is Mistake. (To see other posts in this series, view my 52 Ancestors in 2019 index.)
I made my share of mistakes as a baby genealogist. I trusted others’ trees blindly and didn’t bother to cite my sources. But as I built my family tree, I began to question its accuracy — and then I learned about evidence analysis. I discovered the importance of original records and basing my research on solid evidence. A year after beginning my genealogy journey, I scrapped my tree and restarted with better methodology.
One mistake I discovered was an incorrect mother for my 2x-great-grandfather Cicero Edward Hendry. I connected him to his step-mother Mattie Viola Thomas instead of his biological mother Jane Tucker. It was an easy mistake to make, as Jane never appeared on a census with her children or husband because of the gap between the 1880 and 1900 U.S. censuses. And in my early years of research, I relied heavily on census data. As my skills improved, I added probate and court records to my research, and those records — specifically tutorship records — are what tell the story of Jane Tucker, my 3x-great-grandmother.
Continue reading Jane Tucker: Correcting an Earlier Mistake with Tutorship Records
This entry is part of the 52 Ancestors in 52 Weeks series. This week’s prompt is FIRST. To see other posts in this series, view my 52 Ancestors in 2019 index.
I grew up in the small community of Liddieville in rural Franklin Parish, Louisiana. My father bought a little wood-frame house on an acre of land in 1969. He and my mother married the next year, and they worked throughout their marriage remodeling, adding on, and improving the property to make it their home. They purchased the adjoining three acres in 1978, and started a Christmas tree farm. My dad eventually replaced the Christmas trees with a pecan orchard, and we now enjoy the fruits of his labor with pecan pies every Thanksgiving and Christmas.
As my childhood home, this property is tied to all my important memories, but our family wasn’t the first to live there. I searched for the property in the First Landowners Project database at HistoryGeo when it was a new offering at my local genealogy library. I learned a man named Owen Tucker was the original patent holder, so I took a screenshot, emailed it to my dad, and filed it away as an interesting tidbit.
About two years later, I stumbled across the name Owen Tucker again — this time in my maternal line research. Owen Tucker is actually my 4x-great-grandfather, an ancestor of my grandmother Dorothy Hendry. I lived on his property the first 22 years of my life and didn’t even realize it! Any stories of Owen Tucker have faded from our family’s collective memory, but I have managed to learn a few things about Owen’s life from records. Continue reading Owen Tucker: First Landowner of My Childhood Home