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A Voice From the Past – Sammy Got Run Over

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I’ve got another keepsake that I want to share with all of you.  I found this last year when I was going through some of the things I collected from my parents’ home when we cleaned it out for selling.  I’m not talking about the photo that I’m posting with the keepsake.  The photo is part of a promise that I made on here a few weeks ago.  I said that the next thing I’d post for Addie would be a photo of her smiling.

Addie Hine Bucklin

Addie Mae Hine Bucklin circa 1937

For those of you who don’t know who Addie is, she is my maternal grandfather’s mother Addie Mae Hine Bucklin.  (mother of Fred Bucklin, grandmother of Betty Lou Bucklin, and great grandmother of Van Landry)  In most of the photos I have of her, she has a rather severe look on her face.  I thought it was time to share a photo of her smiling since the story in the post is a happy one.  Yes, Sammy did get hit by a car, but he recovered quite well as you’ll hear Addie explain to you.  That’s right, you’ll be hearing the story of Sammy the dog in Addie’s own voice from around 1944.

Addie’s oldest daughter Mary was married to Sylvan Phenice.  He was a sound engineer and one of the things he was able to do was make recordings with a turntable using a cutting needle.  And I thought it was tough when I was a youngster recording conversations secretly using a reel to reel tape recorder!  Somehow he was able to record a conversation with Addie going into detail about her dog falling in the wheel track.  (It must have been a dirt road with deep ruts from the wheels of the cars and trucks.)

Sylvan’s wife Mary can also be heard in the conversation.  I wouldn’t want to get that one too excited.  Her voice would be piercing!  The other people in the recording are Roy Bucklin and his wife Effie.  So find a quiet spot, click on the link to the site that has the recording, close your eyes, and let yourself be transported back to 1944 in rural southern Louisiana.

Sammy Got Run Over – as told by Addie Mae Hine Bucklin.

I thought I’d go ahead and put the transcript of the recording on here in case there was anything you weren’t able to make out.  I am very thankful to aunt Loris who is the one that was able to recognize the voices in the recording.  Mom had it labeled, but I didn’t know which voice belonged to which person.  Thus begins the transcript:

Roy Day Bucklin:  Effie’s a gardener.

Addie Mae Hine Bucklin:  That was the morn… that was the morning that uh Sammy got out in the road and got run over.

Effie Hetzel Bucklin: (at the same time) Yeah, I’ve been trying but I’m afraid that uh it’s not going to amount…

Roy: Did Mr. Compton die?

Mary Bucklin Phenice:  Who’s Sammy?

Addie:  Our little dog.

Mary:  Your little dog?

Addie:  He followed me to mailbox and just as I got out there, there’s a, a pickup went by and he run out to bark and he got too close and it run over him.  And uh, I don’t know if it knew it hit him or not;  it didn’t stop, it just went on and there Sammy was layin’ right in the wheel-track, you know, just all drawed up.  And he commenced makin’ the funniest noise.  Now I was afraid to go and pick him up.  And uh, I stood there and looked around and I thought I heard Roy out in the shop and I said, uh.  Went and called him and I said, “Come here!” and he come, looked at him, and he said, “Oh, I’m afraid he’s done for.”  And we just stood there and watched him.  We’d speak to him and he wouldn’t let on like he heard us.

After a while, why I guess he was kinda commencin’ to get over it, and he’d raise up and look, you know, but he, you could tell that he didn’t know what he was lookin’ at.  So I looked down the road and I saw a car comin’ and I said, “Well, Roy, let’s get him outta the road.  There comes a car.”  So he picked him up and really just puttin’ him out of the track.  Well he just took him on in to the yard.  He laid there.  We’d talk to him.  Still he didn’t know what we’s sayin’.  I guess we musta stayed there fifteen minutes just lookin’ at him, you know.  And we couldn’t see any place was hurt, only just the blood dropped out of one eye – just two or three drops.  Then uh..(cough)…so like, like uh, when we got ready to go to the house, like we said, “Come on, Sammy!  Let’s go!” and he got up and followed us to the house!

Mary:  He’s alright?!

Addie:  And he laid around all day that day, though, Roy was workin’ out with the cattle and he didn’t pay any mind.  He just laid around.  After that, well he seemed to be alright.

Mary:  Shocked him, I guess.

Addie:  Broke… broke the collar off of his neck.  He had… he had a leather collar on.

Roy (interrupting): Must, he, must, car musta hit him on the neck.  That collar was layin’ where the car had hit him.

Mary:  It shocked him.

Addie: It’s a shock, I guess. Long, oh for several days he, he wouldn’t bark at cars.  He’s got over it now. He runs out.  This next time he’d catch it harder and it’d be the last of him.

Bucklin Home

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We got to visit with Arlene Ware, Melvin Keys, and Steven Keys when we visited Louisiana. Here are a couple old Bucklin photos Arlene had that I had not seen before. Roy and Robert Louis Bucklin standing in front of the old Bucklin house. And a photo of the house showing the screened porch.

A Study of Hine Genes

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George Henry Hine with grandsons

George Henry Hine with his grandsons in 1919.

I thought I’d do a post about DNA this week.  It is directly related to this photo.  It is a photo of my maternal grandfather Fred Bucklin as a child.  He and his male cousins are gathered around their common grandfather George Henry Hine.  (I will try to identify everyone later in this post.)  I wonder if Henry was the one that passed on that towheaded or blond hair trait.  It was very common in his grandchildren and their children and grandchildren as well.  Of course, some of them don’t have this trait.  DNA traits are randomly passed on to offspring.

In each generation each parent passes on half of their genetic information.  So children are made up of half of each of their parents.  But the half that they passed on to their children was not separated evenly from their parents.  Most of the time a parent passes on more of the traits of one parent than the other.  On average you have 25% of your grandparents genes, but it varies from 19% to 35%.  As more generations pass, the differences can be notable.  I’ll give you an example.

I am the great great grandson of George Henry Hine.  Joseph Connors is too.  We both descend from his daughter Addie Mae, so we are 2nd cousins.  Chad Foley is a great great grandson as well, but he descends from Henry’s son James.  That makes him 3rd cousins to Joseph and me.  DNA tests have been done on Joseph, his mom Louise Bucklin Connors, me, and my mom Betty Lou Bucklin Landry.  And just recently Chad agreed to share his DNA results on the the website GEDmatch.com, which allows me to compare his results with everyone else who has tested.  Thanks again, Chad.

I found the results very interesting.  On average a 3rd cousin shares around 1% of their DNA, which comes to around 79 cM (centimorgans – a measuring scale for genetic linkage).  Since I discovered Chad’s DNA at Ancestry where aunt Loris tested, I will let you know that the average amount shared for 2nd cousins once removed is 129 cM.  Loris and Chad only shared about 62 cM, which was a little low but still in normal range.  I was curious to see if her siblings and cousins would share more.  And when Chad shared his results, I saw that they did.

My mom and Louise (and her brother Ray) shared more than 100cM with Chad.  This was still lower than average, but much more than Loris had.  The only one with the average amount was uncle Austin who shared 126 cM with Chad.  That’s what can happen with the random mixing of DNA through the generations.  And it can be even more random.  I compared my DNA to Chad and I share the same amount that my mom had.  All of the DNA that matches Chad just happened to pass on to me as well.  But when I compared Chad to Joseph, they had no matching DNA.  Even though Louise had about the same amount as my mom, she just happened to not pass any of it on to Joseph.  (I’m sure there was other Hine DNA that was passed on to Joseph, but the DNA segments that matched Chad were not.)

So this is an encouragement for all of you to do DNA tests.  Besides getting all of that fun heritage information and seeing whether you have Neanderthal DNA, you get to see who you are related to.  But most of the time it’s better to test the older generation.  Sometimes those little pieces that connect to certain distant ancestors get dropped out along the way.  There are a few Stanbrough (from Henry’s wife Susan Stanbrough Hine) segments that mom had that were not passed on to me.  Some of them were really interesting, too.  I’m still related to those distant cousins, but there aren’t any common DNA segments to easily prove it.

Now that I’ve gotten that out of my system, it’s time to try to identify the people in this photo from 1919.  At that time George Henry Hine had 11 grandsons.  His daughter Addie Hine Bucklin had 8 of them.  The rest were from his sons.  Let’s see who might be who.  The first one born was Leo Bucklin in 1898.  That’s him standing tall in the middle of the photo.  Next born was Ralph Bucklin in 1902.  He must be the one in the overalls.  Next born was Carl Bucklin in 1904.  He is in the back to the far left with his head turning away.  Finally Lonnie Hine gives Henry a Hine grandson in 1905.  He was named Arthur Henry and he is standing to the right of the oldest one (sans hat).

The next three are the hardest to identify.  They all look alike to me.  It doesn’t help that two of them are identical twins.  Herbert Bucklin (grandfather of Joseph) was born in 1906 and then Clarence and Fred (my grandfather) were born in 1907.  I’ll say that Herbert is the boy 2nd from the right in the back row, Fred is on the right in the back, and Clarence is 2nd from the left (sticking his tongue out.  Carla, if you want to switch those names in your mind, that is fine with me. Either one is representative of what he looked like.)  The next grandson born was Aulden Hine (son of James and grandfather of Chad) in 1908.  He is standing in front to the far left with plaid hat.  Robert Bucklin was born in 1911 and is standing in front on the right in the dark shorts.

Okay, we’re almost finished.  If there were any more, I’d have to number them and make a chart!  Roy Bucklin was born in 1915 and that’s him with his hand to his blond hair in front.  And lastly, there is little Kenneth Hine sitting in grandpa Henry’s lap.  He was born in 1916 to James.  There would be one more grandson born.  Bert Hine had a son named Harold in 1921.   There is not a photo of Harold with his grandfather because Henry died in 1919 at the age of 72.

So now we’re done.  Fini. The end.  The case study of Hine genes has been completed.  At least for now.

 

 

Hula Hooping on the Farm

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The films of great great grandmother are great, but this one from Aunt Ruth’s collection is lots of fun. A bunch of grown men trying to hula hoop.  Charles says this is at the Bruchhaus farm.  Behind Grandma and Grandpa’s house they had a Barbecue house.  He didn’t recognize any of the men.

To transfer these films to digital, I borrowed an old 8mm projector and a film transfer box from Jeannette Bucklin Jackson.  It is a box of mirrors that allows me to line up my digital camera and projector to record the projected image.  I always wanted to use software to clean them up and remove as much of the flickering as I could.  But I haven’t got around to it in over 10 years so when I found them again on my computer, I decided now was the time to start uploading them.  I did make a few quick attempts to reduce the flicker, but have not had good luck yet.

Thanks to Aunt Ruth for keeping so much family history stuff.

Happy Birthday!

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Today is Leigh Ann Hebert’s birthday. So how about a film from her Great Great Grandmother’s birthday party? Addie May Hine Bucklin and the family celebrating her 83rd birthday in September 1959.  Happy Birthday!

Another old film for Leigh Ann’s birthday. The second half of this film is her dad, Charles Bruchhaus’ 5th birthday party. The first half is a livestock show that looks like it includes Uncle Roy and Jeannette and Doris Bucklin showing cattle.

 

Bucklin Double Exposure

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Double Bucklin

Bucklin family double exposure circa 1950

I don’t know what it is about double exposures that capture my attention, but they do.  Particularly when they are older photos of my family.  I’m guessing that this one was taken around 1950 in Hathaway, Louisiana, at the home of my great grandmother Addie Mae Hine Bucklin.  She was my mother’s paternal grandmother.  I’ve posted photos of her before and she usually has a rather dour look on her face.  There are exceptions to that, but this is not one.  Now that I think about it, all of the ones I’ve posted so far show her scowlish demeanor.  I promise you that the next photo that I post of her will be one with a smile.

But for now you will have to put up with that sour look one more time.  Poor old Addie!  She seemed like a sweet woman whose family meant everything to her and all I do is give her a hard time.  I can just picture her scowling at me!  See her?  She’s the one standing in front of the window in this photo.  She’s also standing ‘behind’ the only person who is doubled in the photo.  The other thing I like about the photo is that it looks to be a candid shot.  Sure, they were setting up for a group photo, but it doesn’t seem like they are quite posed yet.

In fact, it looks like my mom is coming down the steps when the photo was taken.  That’s Betty Lou Bucklin on the far right in this photo.  Her sister Loris is between Betty Lou and Addie Mae with the dark blouse on.  In front of Loris is their younger brother Austin.  Sister Alma is on the other side of Addie Mae.  She looks a bit dazed from being bombarded with the lights from the double exposure.  Older sister Sylvia is the first female seen from the left of the shot.  She’s got the most light on her from the double exposure, but she’s smiling like a trooper.  To the right of her is my grandfather Fred D. Bucklin, father of Betty Lou and son of Addie.  To the right of Fred is his sister Edna Bucklin Keys.  Next is a brother-in-law.  The next two are cousins of my mom.  The older one is a Bruchhaus boy and the younger one is maybe a Keys.  The woman next to them is Ruth Bucklin Bruchhaus, who is trying to imitate the sour look of her mother.  She even crossed her arms for better emphasis.

I’m not sure who all of the people are.  I’m pretty sure that the man to the left of Sylvia is her uncle Herbert Bucklin.  I’ll be editing this post as I get corrections and additions concerning the identities of certain people.  I’m posting this other photo from the same day, but that is all I have from that day.  I’m wondering if there is a ‘final result’ photo that shows everyone ready and smiling.  With Addie in the photo, that may be asking for a bit much!

Bucklin family preparations

Getting ready for the Bucklin family photo. I can just hear her now, “Come on, everyone, get outside. Let’s get this over with.”

 

A Keepsake Letter: Much love, Myrtle

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This letter has been on my mind the past few days, so I thought it would make a good post in the Keepsake series.  My cousin Mary texted me a note about the song “Amazing Grace” that was played so wonderfully at my parents’ funeral by a family friend Marcus Davis.  She also talked about how it had been Grandma and Grandpa’s favorite song.  That put me on a quest to find this letter that I had acquired a few months earlier.

It came from a stash of some of my mom’s treasured mementos.  It is a letter that my grandmother Myrtle Phenice Bucklin wrote to her childhood friend Emily Brown Stothart.  It was written a couple of months after the death of my grandfather Fred Bucklin.  They had been married for almost 54 years.  That should be enough information to set you up to read the letter I’m posting.  It mostly speaks for itself, and thankfully she had nice penmanship as well.

I think it is a wonderful letter to have.  So touching and sweet.  There is something that I want to accentuate, though.  She kind of casually makes the statement, “A person can’t help but grieve…” and continues on.  Grieving is not the same as, “I shed a few tears” or “I felt a bit sad.”  After witnessing firsthand the grief of someone losing their spouse of many decades, I’m sure it was a powerful feeling and experience for her.  And this letter was one of the ways that she dealt with some of that grief.

It is also interesting to see her talk about some childhood experiences.  I really liked how she talked about fixing their hair in the “new styles” that they had seen on their favorite blog (Oops, wrong time frame.  Must have been from magazines.)  In another letter her friend talked about riding the buggy to school and sometimes Myrtle’s brothers Henry and Orville would ride horses to accompany them.  Oh, the good old days.

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