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Visiting Chinn's Chapel and then on to Boggy Depot

We got an early start as we wanted to stop at Chinn’s Chapel Cemetery once more before heading to Oklahoma. This time we went into the chapel and opened the two doors and windows. We let in light and fresh air as they would have for my great grandparents wedding and my great grandmother’s funeral. IMG_0808.jpg

I thought about my great grandmother; she was about 29 years old and had just given birth to her 4th child. The other 3 children were 4 and under with my grandmother being 1 year old. I have to wonder how horrible it was for her, to think that she might be dying with these 4 little kids around.
There is a sign printed on a cardboard in the church. The average age of death in the 1800’s was about 25 years old for that area. Wow! That is so young. I must remember to be thankful for modern medicine.IMG_20140411_132817_934.jpg

Bel and I took our photos, paid our respects and went on to Tishomingo where family was waiting to see us.

After arriving in Tish our relatives took us out to Boggy Depot Cemetery in Atoka, where my great grandfather settled after remarrying. We also got to find the foundation walls of the local school where my grandmother and her friends would go to shoot photos. And yes my grandmother had a little Brownie Hawkeye and used it. I’d brought my tripod just for this: I set up the tripod, set the camera on timer and took a photo of all of us on the steps of the school!

We ate some soul food: fried catfish and BBQ ribs at Fish Tales! I was lucky because the owner of the place fried catfish especially for me using cornmeal. This restaurant is only open on weekends and is packed. We’d eaten there on our trip 5 years ago and I was anxious to get back for their food! We were not disappointed.

Posted by Miss Chris 13:54 Archived in USA Tagged cemetery eating ancestors family_travel grandparents chinn's_chapel chinn's_cemerery denton_tx boggy_depot Comments (0)

Introducing a Granddaughter to her Ancestors

Visiting the ancestors

I had a conference in Dallas to attend as I needed to obtain some yearly certifications. I thought it might be good to take a couple of extra days and go to see some family stuff.

My maternal grandmother was born in Denton, TX but her mother died the following year from, what we believe, were childbirth complications. My great grandparents were married in Denton in the little log frame Chinn’s Chapel, still standing. My great grandmother’s memorial service would have taken place in that chapel and her father married his next wife in that little chapel. IMG_20140328_160216_853.jpg

My mother and I found her grandmother’s grave several years ago but she was only putting together the information on her mother at that time. This trip I took my 13 year old granddaughter as it seemed a good time to show her some of her family history.

After the conference ended we went to Denton and found Chinns Chapel using Google maps. Chinn’s Chapel Road was a wagon road before being paved. According to the sign post, the cemetery was not easy for people to get to.

We found my great grandmothers grave but as I looked at the stone I realized that the dates were wrong: 1800-1902. She did die in 1902 but my grandmother was only 1 year old so her mother could hardly be 102 years old at her time of death.

This time we looked carefully at the graves beside my great grandmother and found one named Lance. My granddaughter kept going back to Lance “I like Lance” she said several times. My granddaughter decided to leave a trinket shed just purchased at his headstone, poking it into the ground. She also had picked some wildflowers to leave on her Great, Great grandmothers grave.IMG_20140328_160357_862.jpg

I also knew that there was a baby Robert who died only a few months after my great-grandmother, but, we could not find his grave.
We returned to our hotel and while my granddaughter was busy I looked up my great-grandmother linking into Ancestors.com. I found that not only was the date on my great grandmother’s stone was wrong, but also found Lance to be her father. It was so fun to find that Lance was actually my granddaughter’s real great, great, great, great grandfather. He would have loved her!

As I forgot my big camera we decided to go back the following morning on our way to Tishomingo.

Posted by Miss Chris 15:50 Archived in USA Tagged cemetery family outdoors ancestors family_travel grandkids_travel chinn's_chapel chinn's_cemerery denton_texas Comments (0)

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