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The Light Organ

Quick search for word ‘lung’ showed word origin came from words for light as in not heavy because lungs of animals would float in water. (Thesaurus.com)

Can you believe that symptoms of tuberculosis used to be thought of as glamorous in the late 18th and early 19th century? I read that recently in an article from Hyperallergic. Maybe it’s not hard to believe because people with anorexic appearance are sometimes admired nowadays. I thought I was reaching an end in my genealogical research but I am still learning a few things. Some sad things I have read are that people in those early days, 1800s to early 1900s, died of drowning, appendicitis, and tuberculosis sometimes called phthisis. Death certificates cited lack of medical care. People even died in workhouses. Many children died young. I thought some of my ancestors would have given up after losing a spouse or their children. Especially during the hard years before and during WWII in Europe. I later discovered that some remarried and had more children. To me this illustrates their courage and optimism.


Stream of Consciousness Saturday is hosted by Linda G Hill. Today’s prompt was ‘organ’, to pick an organ and write about it. Featured image of a painting by Edvard Munch of his sister Sophie who died of tuberculosis when he was 14.

Out Of Clues

Out of clues or leads to information about my ancestors and their descendants. I have been on an engrossing journey finding out about relatives I had never known I had. This includes finding out that my grandmother’s maiden name was different from what most of her family had thought. One of my aunt’s had written me about her maiden name over 30 years ago and I thought she was confused. I recently found a marriage record and my aunt was right. I was having trouble finding a record of my grandmother’s birth in Ireland and with the change in her maiden name, I found her. Now if I could only find out if any relatives are still living in Ireland.

I have been corresponding with a nice lady at a Irish Genealogy Center and she has been very helpful, too.

 


Stream of Consciousness Saturday is hosted by Linda G Hill. Prompt today is to start and end post with a three-letter word.

Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious

Even though the sound of it is something quite percocious….It sounds a little gushy but I am excited to find I have cousins in California that I did not know I had. Through the genealogy research I have been doing so intently I found some new relatives. I am very happy about it because I had a small family and now many of them are deceased. My research has led me to ancestors in Ireland, England, Canada, and Scotland. I am feeling more connected to and a part of this family history. I still have a lot to find out but it wonderful to find more family in my own backyard. Amazing and super.


Stream of Consciousness Saturday is hosted by Linda G Hill. The prompt for today is ‘sup.’ Featured image of ‘Ornamental knot’ by AnonMoos on Wikimedia.org

An Underground Railroad For Women Coming Out of Prison

The path of ex-prison inmates can often be a dark one. It is difficult to reintegrate into society and find people willing to give you a second chance. This month’s story is from the LA Times by Gale Holland about a woman, Susan Burton, who had been in prison 6 times in 20 years and is now dedicating herself to preventing other women from following the same path with her organization “A NewWay of Life Re-entry Project.” Her group has “thrown a lifeline to about 1,000 other women to interrupt the incarceration cycle that held her for 20 years; the project operates homes to help women leaving prison get back on their feet.”

You can read more about this remarkable woman and the work she is doing here: Turning prison past into a life’s calling


This story is part of the monthly We Are The World Blogfest #WATWB. This month’s edition is hosted by  Shilpa Garg, Simon Falk, Mary J Giese, Dan Antion,  Damyanti Biswas.

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Going Buggy

You may wonder why I haven’t been writing much lately. I’m still going a little buggy with the genealogical research. Genealogical, that word is a mouthful all by itself. I first thought genealogy should be spelled geneology. I should pronounce it gee-nee-aal-oh-gee but I want to pronounce it gee-nee-all-oh-gee. This is how I think when I have been doing too much research.

Talking about bugs, the spittle bugs are back on my rosemary bush. Yippee.


Stream of Consciousness Saturday is hosted by Linda G Hill. The word for today is ‘bug.’ Featured image Spittlebug nymph by David Iliff on Wikimedia.

Following Trails

Rabbits in my yard and I have been going down a rabbit hole. I don’t mean I am diving into rabbit dens. I have been traveling down a twisting passage following the trail of my ancestors’ lives. I have found a lot and not quite enough, birth and marriage records, towns where they lived, even some old addresses. It was exciting to see names on passenger lists of ships and trains. Names mentioned in newspaper obituaries confirming names of children. A great-uncle’s name mentioned on a train passenger list told me he lived in Montreal. A great-grandmother’s journey traced from her marriage in England to her death in California. I have come to realize that these are only the tracks and traces of lives. It makes me wish I could find their diaries so I could really get to know them.


Stream of Consciousness Saturday is hosted by Linda G Hill. “Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “start with a noun.” Start your post with a noun, and write about whatever it is. Have fun!”

Featured image ‘Great Northern Railway’ of Canada via Wikimedia.

Words I Can’t Pick Just One

I like a lot of words. You might say I never met a word I didn’t like but that would probably not be true. It’s just that I like the sounds of words and the different spellings. I like to look up word origins to figure out where words came from. I like the way words feel when they come out of your mouth. Thought of a few just random, Succotash, sassafrass, and calabash. A lot of ‘s’ and ‘sh’ sounds.  I’ll have some sassafrass tea please or some sarsaparilla ( the ‘r’ is silent). Cowboys in old time westerns sashay up to the bar and order a sarsaparilla. Allemande left and do si do, promenade off the floor.


Stream of Consciousness Saturday is hosted by Linda G Hill. Prompt for today is ‘your favorite word.’

Texas Star Square Dance by Square Dance History on You Tube.

Pink Perfection Camellia by Trish Hartmann

People Making A Difference

The title of this month’s blog for We Are The World Blogfest is from the Christian Science Monitor’s online section on people who are working to make the world a better place. I go to this site often to find stories for my monthly posts. This month I am sharing a story about a non-profit organization in San Francisco called Miracle Messages. It was founded by Kevin Adler who was inspired to create his non-profit to help homeless people make contact with family members because of his late Uncle Mark who had been homeless for 30 years. The story “He helps homeless people reconnect with loved ones through video messages,”  by Bailey Bischoff describes how he has been able to reunite 100 individuals with friends and family and helped some of them to secure stable housing. It is very touching to read some of their stories like Mr. Spires who had lost touch with his daughter when his wife moved away and had not seen her since she was 3 years old. Miracle Messages was able to locate the daughter and reunite them online.

Kevin Adler wants to eliminate the stigma surrounding homeless people.

“A big part of our work is reframing people who are homeless as someone’s somebody”…( Kevin Adler Christian Science Monitor)

He has a goal of reuniting 1 million people by 2023 and has a hotline set up, 800-MISS-YOU.

Miracle Messages.org for more information on this organization.


We Are The World Blogfest, #WATWB, “seeks to promote positive news. There are many an oasis of love and light out there, stories that show compassion and the resilience of the human spirit. Sharing these stories increases our awareness of hope in our increasingly dark world.”

Cohosts for this month’s #WATWB: Shilpa Garg, Inderpreet Kaur Uppal, Peter Nena, Andrea Michaels, Damyanti Biswas.

Click on the We Are The World Blogfest link if you would like to participate.

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Featured image Pink Perfection Camellia by Trish Hartmann on Flickr.

 

Hollow And Empty Spaces

My Echeveria plant has a hollow space in the center under its leaves but it is not empty inside there. Some birds have chosen to build a nest in the interior. I saw one bird land and hop over to the side of the plant, look around for anyone watching, then hop inside the opening. I am afraid to be seen hanging around near the Echeveria because I worry I will scare the birds away and the nest will be abandoned.  Recently made a visit to Joshua Tree National Park, with my daughter, and enjoyed many different views empty of people but not empty of interesting rock formations, Joshua trees, and different varieties of cacti like ocotillo, cholla, and others whose names are unknown to me. The rock formations gave the impression of prehistoric times, cavemen with their blocks of stone, Fred Flintstone at work in his quarry.

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According to the National Park Service post about the geological formations the stones are monzogranite and were formed over 100 million years ago.

Short Video about Rock Formation at Joshua Tree

 


Stream of Consciousness Saturday is hosted by Linda G Hill. Prompt for today empty/hollow.