Showing posts with label Friday Funny. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Friday Funny. Show all posts

Friday, May 16, 2014

Friday Funny: Harold Berel? Really!..No Really?!!

Okay, I have been all over the place lately with my research, finding a new nugget here and then finding a new nugget there. I am seriously in the throws of a Genealogy ADD run, where I can't get my brain to focus on one family line. Instead of fighting it, I have decided to just go with it, since it has been productive at finding new morsels.

Two nights ago I was working on looking up information on a cousin of my paternal grandfather Harold Murrell and lo and behold I saw something that blew my mind.  In an upcoming post, I will share my connection to the Cheesman family but for now take a look at this.


"United States Census, 1930," index and images, FamilySearch (https://familysearch.org/pal:/MM9.1.1/X4GY-91J : accessed 16 May 2014), Harold Berel in household of Herbert Cheesman, Manhattan (Districts 1001-1249), New York, New York, United States; citing enumeration district (ED) 1020, sheet 20B, family 614, NARA microfilm publication T626, roll 1577.

I was looking for information on a a Herbert Cheesman who was from Barbados originally but was living in New York City in 1930 and I came across this Federal Census entry. I looked down the list of names in the household and stopped at the name "Harold Berel."  My eyes panned right and saw that "Harold Berel" was originally from Barbados just like Herbert. His occupation was a "wringer" at a laundry. That's when I realized what I was looking at. I had found my grandpa Harold in the 1930 census.

My grandfather came to the U.S in 1927 and settled in New York City. I knew he had worked at a place called the Morgan Laundry and that's where he met his future wife and my grandmother, Ethel Smith Murrell.  Previously, I had found him in the 1940 Federal Census and in the New York, Passenger Lists, 1820-1957 database on Ancestry.com. Now I knew why I couldn't find him in 1930. They had spelled his last name B-E-R-E-L. His last name was Murrell. Harold Berel?! Really! No, really?!



Friday, March 21, 2014

Friday Funny: Okay I Am An Idiot Because I Should Have Realized This Sooner



Okay, I am an idiot because I should have realized this sooner. What's this you may ask? The this I am talking about is that I am old enough to have a grown-ass child! Why didn't I realize this sooner?

I actually had this realization about a month ago when I was shopping at the grocery store. While I was waiting on line to pay, my ears couldn't help but pick up on the conversation taking place in front of me. A very nice older woman (well...older than I) was talking with the cashier.  The cashier looked to me to be about college-aged and as the two were chatting away about the day's events it soon came out that in fact, she was 19. She's adorable, petite, brown hair with big innocent eyes talking about how she'll speak to anyone. She was just brought up that way. Young or old it didn't matter. She found people interesting and liked to know what was on their minds. Well anyway, this sweet cashier continued talking and I am looking at her and that's when it hits me. She's 19. I am 41. I say to myself "OMG, I am old enough to be her mother." When the heck did that all happen?!

I used to be her. Young. Innocent. The world and my life all in front of me. I thought there was all this time before I would be in my forties. It was way off in the distance, like some island you can only catch a glimpse of while it sits in the mist on the ocean.

But now I am me. The lady hanging out, waiting to pay for groceries so she can feed her hungry family at home. I am the one making the lunches and kissing the heads of children as they get on the school bus in the morning. I am the woman who now has extra junk in her trunk but knows how to camouflage those extra pounds that have creeped up on her over the years.

Why now, was I realizing this? I had my first child at 32. Was it because I was later than most but earlier than some arriving to the world of motherhood? I don't know. I guess it was just meant to be that moment. 

I had a great time sharing with the cashier and the lady in front of me this revelation of mine. The older lady being checked out laughed and kind of looked at me like I was a little nut-zo. My cashier lady however smiled and laughed and we had a grand old time about it. I couldn't help but pass on the the cliched wisdom of "Enjoy every moment, because it goes by way too fast."  

Now my cashier friend and I usually see other at least once a week and she has kindly adopted me.  If she sees me on her line she doesn't miss a beat and says "Hi Mom. How's it going today?"  This usually brings about a few curious stares. We laugh and carry on a bit until she's done checking out the groceries. She makes it a point to throw in a "Take care, mom," as I head on out the door.

Anyway, I'm not having any crisis about my age. I am totally cool with being 41. But I am sure a lot of you out there can probably relate to this. There's those moments in your life when you say wait a minute, how did I get to be this age? Feel free to share your moments in the comments. 



Friday, September 20, 2013

Friday Funny: Looks Like I've Passed On My Obsession With Nail Polish

My daughter's nails.

We had an afternoon at home spa day. Manicure by mommy.

Thursday, August 22, 2013

Friday Funny: A Tall Tale From David Sampson

Image courtesy of Microsoft Office Images.


I think my 2nd great grand uncle, David Sampson, gave me a little nudge from the other side just the other day. I woke up and had his name on my mind and even though I'd been concentrating my research efforts towards my Jones and Goodrich connections lately, I took a chance. I decided to Google his name and I changed up my search parameters a couple of different ways.  Guess what? This article popped up from the Saturday Evening Post -Volume 189, Issue 1 -Page 38.

First, here's a little background information on David Sampson. For many years he was the cook at a camping area south of New Bern, NC, called Camp Bryan. Apparently, he was quite the personality.  For more on Dave Sampson, you can read about him in these posts:  



This Way Out!

Dave Sampson, a person of color, does the cooking for a party of gentlemen who own a hunting camp in North Carolina. 
     On, a night after dinner Dave was regaling a group of his employers with some of his experiences in the deep woods.
     "One day," he said, "I went down yonder whar de ole rice plantation canal runs into de creek to ketch me a mess of fish. De fish ain't bitin' much;  so arter w'ile I sticks my pole in the mud and I leans back under a tree to tek a little nap. I'm 'most asleep w'en I hears a rustlin' in de bushes behine me, and somethin' say Whoosh! --jes lak dat!
     "I set up and look round, and dar right behind me is de bigges' black bear ever I see in my life --jes' settin' dar lookin' at me and lickin' out his tongue lak he's hongry fur some nigger."
     "What did you do then, Dave?" asked one of the audience.
     "Me boss? Why I jes clim' right out to de far end o' dat dar fishpole and drap off!" 

Friday, May 3, 2013

Friday Funny: Bryant Siblings Having Some Fun

Ray Bryant, Mary Bryant Horton (my grandmother), Annie Marie Bryant Barnes seated on couch. 
Eloise Bryant Grigsby seated on the floor. My Uncle Nat is kneeling on the right. 
(He's the husband to Rosa Bryant Sanders who isn't in the picture.)

The caption for this picture should read, "Come here you. I am going to cut that hair!"  

I love this picture because it shows clearly how the Bryant siblings enjoyed each others company. I am not certain what year this was. I thing it may have been 1995 or 1996. I spoke with my Mom this week about what was the story behind this photo. She said that out of all 8 siblings, Uncle Ray liked to clown around the most. He always had people laughing.

Wait a minute, I thought there were only 7 Bryant Siblings. Who was Annie Marie Bryant Barnes? Tune in tomorrow folks for the answer.


Friday, March 15, 2013

Friday Funny: Stuff My Kids Made That Make Me Smile

Spongebob --by my daughter.
Age: 5

Pants --by my son 
I think he was 3 when he made these. He used to make me pants daily by cutting out a rectangle from a piece of construction paper and then making a simple slit to make the legs.
I love the simplicity of these.

Here's a whole wardrobe of pants made by him.



Friday, January 18, 2013

Friday, January 11, 2013

Friday Funny: Nap Time

Microsoft Office Downloaded Image

I can't fight it anymore. I have been trying to finish a blog post when my eyes are just not having it. Going to find my sleep mask and soft pillow and I'm out. Peace! (yawn)

Friday, January 4, 2013

Funny Friday: I Just Couldn't Help Myself

I'm sure those of you who read my blog can probably relate to this. A neighbor of mine is moving and she's in the process of clearing through old papers and items she doesn't need anymore. She's a sweetheart and when she does leave I am going to miss her terribly. Anyway, during our recent conversation she said that she just wanted to get rid of all this old paperwork. She said she even threw out her grandfather's discharge paper from the Civil War. When she said this, I did one of those slow motion yells you only see in the movies. You know like.....


I told her how upsetting this was to me. She said, "Oh, you couldn't even read the darn thing. It couldn't be worth anything." I said if she still had it I would want to keep it, just for sake of the history linked to it. We talked casually for a bit longer and then she returned home. A short time later, I heard a knock on our door. She was back and thankfully she hadn't thrown out her trash yet. The document was in pieces and faded but it still was legible. I scanned it so I could work off of that instead of handling the original. With the information on her grandfather's discharge paper, I was able to trace back part of her family tree. I located her grandfather's burial place as well as the burial place of several other ancestors. I printed out all my finds for her and dropped them off, hoping I was able to uncover some information about her family she hadn't known about. She was appreciative. I returned home smiling and then I had to laugh at myself. Here she was trying to clean house. She tried to get rid of one piece of paper and I managed to turn it into ten. Ha! I bet that is the last time she brings something my way. (smile)

Friday, November 30, 2012

Friday Funny: My Daughter Enjoying Her Dollar Store Glasses


Last night was a bit rough in the land of parenting. It was one of those nights when your child struggles with a cold. They call out in the middle of the night, numerous times for the comfort of mommy. So mommy and my ladybug were not feeling our best this morning. She was not too keen on the idea of going to school today but off she went because it really was just a case of the sniffles and nothing else. On the days my kids have struggles I like to find a little goody from the Dollar Store that will make their day. Today it was googly eye glasses that I presented to her after she got off the bus. 


LOL!