Landry Family 1976

The Landry family in Lake Charles, Louisiana, on Christmas Eve 1976.

This is Thanksgiving week and for some reason this photo keeps coming to mind when I think of this week’s topic.  So here it is.  This is me with my immediate family on Christmas Eve 1976.  It’s not a photo of Thanksgiving, but I don’t think I have any photos that I can identify as being from any Thanksgiving.   Of course Thanksgiving doesn’t have an easily identifiable thing like a Christmas tree or Easter eggs in a basket.  Thanksgiving is about giving thanks, and I have always been thankful for my family.

I have lots of photos of my family and this is one of the better ones.  Sure, we were wearing lots of loud prints and patterns.  What can I say?  It was the 70s!  It was December 24, 1976, to be exact.  From left to right, starting on the back row, we have my dad – Robert Joseph “Bob” Landry, Jr., me – Van, and my brothers Al and Rob.  In the front are my sisters Jamie, Karen, and Jodie, and my mom – Betty Lou Bucklin Landry. I only have the black and white version of this photo.  I’m not sure who took the photo, but it was taken with my sister Jodie’s camera.  There is another photo taken at the same time and it is in color, so I think the original of this one was in color, too.  With all the colors of the 70s clothes, I can see why Jodie chose to make it black and white.

We were at my dad’s sister Frances Landry Raley’s home in Lake Charles, Louisiana.  For many years Aunt Frances and Uncle Joe hosted the yearly Christmas feast and gift exchange at their home.  It was a very festive occasion.  My parents continued this tradition with their own children and grandchildren in the 80s and 90s and into the 2000s.  So many get togethers to be thankful for.

Things have changed quite a bit since then.  We lost Jodie in 1989 and both of my parents died in January 2017.  Then Karen passed away in 2020.  So of those original eight in my immediate family, we are down to four.  When I focus on that and the fact that the four of us are spread across the country, it can seem a bit sad.  But the family continues to grow as time passes by.  There’s even a grand nephew that I’ve yet to meet!  We also have our partners and friends and extended family that we can be grateful for.

And yet I’ll never get over missing my parents.  They are a part of me.  I’m made up of their shared DNA.  But it was much more than that.  They protected us and taught us how to love and be loved.  For that I will always be thankful.

 

A Hine Keepsake: Addie’s Rag Rug

Rag rug made by Addie May Hine Bucklin

I’ve been meaning to write about this topic for a while now.  I can’t remember exactly when I got this photo.  It’s been a few years ago.  It’s a photo of a rag rug that my great grandmother Addie May Hine Bucklin made several years ago.  I haven’t even seen the real thing in person.  I believe it has survived the more than 60 years since Addie’s death.

I think it is in the possession of my mom’s cousin Louise.  She has taken care of a lot of old treasures, not the least of which are many old family photos.  Even though I haven’t seen the rag rug, I have seen a few things even older.  She has the hat that Louis Bucklin (Addie’s husband) had when he went to the Ohio Normal School in Ada, Ohio.  I need to get a photo of that to share as well.  It looked pretty fragile.

But this post is about Addie and her colorful rag rug.  I really like the collection of colors in this old rug.  Rag rugs are just what the name sounds like.  It’s a rug that is constructed from different colored strips of cloth that are sewn together.  I’m not sure when the rug was made and I don’t know if she made any more of these rugs.  I’ve only seen a photo of this one.

Addie May Hine Bucklin in 1952 in Elton, Louisiana.

I’m thinking, though, that she probably made it in her later years.  When she was younger, she had twelve children to look after.  Who has time to make a rag rug when you have that many young children running about?  Ain’t nobody got time for that!  Then her husband Louis died in 1927 at the age of 54 when the youngest two children were only twelve years old.   She became a single mother and had to take care of the farm as well.  But she made it through all of that and always had a smile on her face!

Not really.  I always make fun of her because in most photos she has somewhat of a scowl on her face.  But sometimes she did smile, like in the photo I’m posting along with the rug she made.  It was probably around this time (1952) that she made the rug.  Plus the photo is in color as well.  A colorful rug calls for a colorful photo of the maker of the rug.

Let me tell you a little about Addie’s background.  She was the firstborn child of George Henry Hine and Susan G. Stanbrough (George and Sue).  She was born September 23, 1876, in Noblesville, Indiana.  George and Sue had five sons after her.  They moved the family down to Louisiana in 1894.  They homesteaded in the Hathaway area.  Addie married Louis Charles Bucklin on June 12, 1898, in Lake Charles, Louisiana.  The next year they had the first of their dozen kids that I mentioned earlier.  I descend from their son Fred D. Bucklin.  He was the father of my mother Betty Lou Bucklin Landry.

I was born just 25 days before her death on November 25, 1960.  I have no personal memories of her, though I have gotten to know a bit about her.  I think I would have liked her.  I am a bit fond of her.  I’m glad the family has this keepsake of hers.

Erie Giving Haircut

Two years ago I wrote a post about homemade haircuts and in that post I featured my maternal grandmother Myrtle Phenice Bucklin (known to my generation as Grandma).  It was partly an encouragement to people that even if they had to have a homemade haircut during the pandemic, they would survive.  I do my duty when needs call.  The name of that post was “Myrtle Giving Haircut.”  I even followed it up with a photo of myself cutting one of my cousins’ hair.

Last year I was going to write a followup to that post with a photo of my paternal grandmother Germaine Erie Patureau Landry (known to my generation as Mee Maw).  I decided against it at the time because another photo called my name.  But I always planned on posting a photo or two of Mee Maw showing off her scissor skills.  And now I’m following through with that plan.

My cousin was fortunate enough to have our Mee Maw (Germaine Erie Patureau Landry) give him a haircut.

This is a  photo of Mee Maw cutting the hair of one of her grandchildren.  If I had to guess, I would say this is my cousin Kenny.  He looks pretty young in the photo, so it could be his first haircut.  That would be a particularly photo-worthy event.  And even though it looks like he is the center of attention for this photo, the central figure in this story is our dear sweet Mee Maw. 

The photo was taken in Lake Charles, Louisiana, out the back door at my grandparents’ home.  If you could see a little further to the left on this photo, you’d see the rest of the steps and the corner of the house.  Around that corner you would find a ladder leaning up against the house going up to the second floor.  I’m not sure why it was there, but you can see it in many photos.  I need to post one of those photos soon.  I don’t think I’ve shared one of that ladder yet.

My cousin is sitting in a highchair with some artwork on the back of it.  It looks like a little person with wings, but it doesn’t look like an angel.  I don’t recognize it from anything. Then on the tray part of the highchair is a box or a book with some writing on it.  I’m not sure what that is either.  Oh, wait!  I just found out what it is.  I did an online search for Drene Diapers.  That’s what it looked like to me.  But what came up from the search was Drene Shampoo, which makes much more sense!  It also showed an ad for Drene from 1954 that says that this new synthetic shampoo had silkening magic!  Wow, Mee Maw wanted to make sure her grandchildren had the best!  Silky, shiny hair for everyone.

My Mee Maw was the best!  I think I was her favorite!

Jodie at McNeese Circa 1972

Jodie Landry circa 1972

I just thought I would write a short post about my older sister Jodie.  Today is the anniversary of her death.  She was born Jodie Lou Landry on October 14, 1953, at Edwards Air Force Base in California.  She died on November 5, 1989, in Franklin, Texas.  She was married and had two young boys at the time.  She was only 36 years old.

But the photo I’m sharing is from her early years at college.  She graduated from Jennings High School in 1971 and started school at McNeese State University that fall.  She played flute in the band, but I think she played the upright bass in the orchestra.  I just know that she played the bass sometimes and on one particular occasion she caught the eye of a photographer for the school paper.

This photo was shown in the Contraband – the McNeese student newspaper.  There was a monthly series called “Wednesday’s Child” that focused on one of the students at the college.  Jodie was featured with this photo, which is one of my favorite photos of her.  I would give the photographer credit if I knew who it was.  My mom always liked the photo, too.  I think that’s how we ended up having this photo now.  She somehow got the original and now it is in my possession.  Enjoy.

Grandma Kate’s Milliron-Cribbs Family

It has been a bit over three years since I was able to finally break through the brick wall of Cathrine Jane Foster Phenice’s ancestry.  I descend from her on my mom’s side of the family.  My mom’s name was Betty Lou Bucklin and she was the daughter of Myrtle Sylvia Phenice.  Grandma was the daughter of Harry Clifton Phenice, and H. C. was the son of Cathrine or “Kate.”  For some reason the clues for her parentage did not make itself known very easily.  The only way I was able to do it was with the help of DNA matching.  It definitely pointed me in the right direction.

Cathrine Jane Foster Phenice circa 1910 in Nebraska.

One of the main things that made it difficult was that her father Moore (or Morris) Foster died in 1852 when Kate was only 4 years old.  They were living in Cherrytree, Pennsylvania, at the time.  After Moore’s death, Kate’s mother Anne Magdaleen Milliron Foster moved the family back to her childhood hometown of Springfield, Pennsylvania, in Mercer County.  It wasn’t long before Anne had remarried to a man named George Richael.  Since Anne took on the name of Richael, it wasn’t straightforward to find the connection from Foster to Milliron.  As you’ll see, we weren’t the only ones who didn’t make the connection between Cathrine Foster and the Milliron family.

I wrote a post about Cathrine’s family that included many Richael half-siblings.  It is interesting that there was never any reference to these siblings in newspaper articles about Kate.  At least I haven’t seen any.  I also wrote a post about Anne’s family when I discovered an old letter that talked about a Milliron family reunion at her brother Alexander’s home in Kansas in 1885.  That probably could have been called a Millison family reunion, because some of the siblings went by the last name Millison and others went by Milliron.  It seems strange that the two names could be from the same family until you hear the reason.  The original name was the German name Muhleisen.  The name means ‘miller of iron.’  Some family members went with an English spelling of the meaning of the name – Milliron- while others went with an English spelling of the sound of the name – Millison.

But the reunion should have included another name – Cribbs.  While Anne and Alexander’s father’s name was Milliron, their mother’s name was Cribbs.  I really should say that their parents were Daniel C. Milliron (1803-1878) and Catherine Cribbs (1805-1872).  Both of them were born in Westmoreland County in Pennsylvania, where they met and were married on February 5, 1824, in Hempfield Township.  They were not the only Cribbs-Milliron connection made that year.  Toward the end of the year Daniel’s sister Catherine Milliron married Catherine’s brother Peter Cribbs.  Ok, it’s already confusing enough that a brother and a sister marry another brother and a sister, but to have a Catherine Cribbs Milliron and a Catherine Milliron Cribbs really tops it off.

Intro to Milliron-Cribbs family history book by Christina Hettenbaugh Noring in 1964.

The two couples started their families at pretty much the same rate.  Just look at their second children.  Anne Milliron had a double first cousin Mary Anne Cribbs who was born just a few weeks before her.  There were eight Cribbs children and nine Milliron children all born within a fifteen year period.  Besides these double first cousins, there were lots of cousins on both sides of the family.  One of the things that this seems to lead to is the likelihood that someone in the family is interested in family history.  And when there is someone who starts looking into family history with a lot of people involved, they try to find a way of keeping the names all straight.  So they write it all down and sometimes it ends up being put together in a book.

And that’s what I found last night!  Peter and Catherine had a great granddaughter by the name of Christina Hettenbaugh Noring.  She was interested in the ancestry of Peter and Catherine.  This is great for me and my Phenice cousins because that means she was interested in both the Milliron and Cribbs family lines.  So there is some interesting information about how the two families came together in Westmoreland County and then made their way to Mercer County in 1825. 

Page in Noring book that shows my great great great grandmother Anna Magdaleen Millison Foster. Her daughter Cathrine is missing.

It gives a few generations of the family, including the children of Alexander and Anne Milliron and their siblings.  But there is someone missing!  They say that Anne first married Moore Foster and they had children named James, Hannah, Emery, and an unnamed infant.  According to the 1850 Census in Cherrytree, the Foster family consisted of Moore Foster, his wife Ann Magdelene, and his children James – 6, Emory – 4, and Catharine – 2.  In the 1860 Census Ann is listed as the wife of George Rihel.  Included in the household are 13-year-old Emily Foster (probably Emory Foster), Catherine Foster, and Hannah Foster, as well as the children of George and Ann.

So for some reason Cathrine was left out of the book, as well as all of her descendants.  So our family didn’t know about the Milliron-Cribbs family connection through Cathrine, and the Milliron-Cribbs cousins didn’t know about Cathrine’s connection to their group.  Was it due to Cathrine being older and leaving home when she was old enough to marry?  She and Charles ended up moving out to Nebraska, which was pretty isolated from the rest of the family.  She did have contact with her uncle Alexander and maintained a relationship.  That’s how I first noticed a possible connection to the Millison name.  It was reported in a blurb in a Kansas newspaper. 

The book I found also includes the letter I shared about the Milliron Reunion of 1885, so there were still some connections with Anne’s family.  If they had known about her daughter Cathrine, my name would have ended up in the book.   Some of the descendants listed were born in the 1970s.  I find it interesting that I’ve found my name in several family books about ancestry.  I’m listed in books about the family lines of Landry, Patureau, Keys, and Bucklin (online only). 

Even though I was left out of the book, I’m still looking forward to reading through it closely to see what family stories I can find.  If I find anything really interesting, you know I’ll share it.  Try to be patient.

Cathrine’s tree showing location of Cribbs, Milliron, and Foster lines.