Fairview Methodist Episcopal Church

Have you ever heard of Fairview Methodist Episcopal Church?  Not many people have.  I’m not even sure the church was ever called that except in its planning stage.  It was to be the name of the church located in Jefferson Davis Parish just south of the Hathaway/China area in 1894.  At about the same time a post office was to be located in the same area with the name of Fairview.  But since that name was already taken in another location in Louisiana, the name for the new post office was changed to Raymond.  So now we know that area as Raymond and the church that was built there was the Raymond Methodist church.

I found this out recently from a history of the church that my grandmother Myrtle Phenice Bucklin left to my cousin Mary.  Another very interesting fact that the publication contained was a bit of information about my great great grandfather George Henry Hine (my mother was Betty Lou Bucklin Landry, her parents were Myrtle and Fred Bucklin,  Fred’s mother was Addie Hine Bucklin, and Addie’s father was George.)  There is a section in the history that states, “In 1908, Rev. Dan Hayes was appointed pastor.  He and Rev. Gillman, a local preacher, held services regularly for some time.  On November 29th, Rev. George Hines, residing Elder, preached in the church.”

I had never heard anything about him preaching in church, much less being referred to as a reverend.  Of course, that was a long time ago and bits of information like that get lost along the way.  Until you find a photo or a church history that fills in a few gaps.

*****CORRECTION*****

3/9/2018 – Some old Jennings newspapers have become available online through the local library.  In the process of searching for family names, I noticed a name that came up from time to time.  There was a Methodist preacher located in Lake Charles who would go to different cities to preach.  Now here’s the important part – his name was Rev. George B. Hines.  Hines, not Hine.  It was not my great great grandfather who was the preacher.  In that church history, I noticed that the name Hines was spelled differently than any other time they named members of the Hine family.  I thought it might have been an oversight, but I think they were indeed speaking of a different family.

*****CONTINUE WITH ORIGINAL POST*****

1945 Raymond Methodist Church Fellowship Hall

1945 Raymond Methodist Church Sunday school classes

Speaking of gaps, I’m leaving a big one here as I jump forward to the time of this photo I’m sharing today.  This photo was taken around 1945 in front of the Raymond Methodist Fellowship Hall.  A photo from the same day was posted just over a year ago by Joseph.  It was a group photo also, but not as large of a group.  This photo itself was quite small, yet the details are really good.

My mom and her sisters are in it as young girls.  Their grandmother Addie is standing behind them.  Her brother Ollie Hine is sitting in a chair to the left in the photo as his wife Lenora stands behind him.  I can name a few others with the help of other old photos and postings on here.  Let’s see how many we can name!  Won’t that be fun?

1945 Methodist Church in Raymond, Louisiana

Photo of the Raymond Methodist Church circa 1945.

A Voice From the Past – Sammy Got Run Over

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.

A Study of Hine Genes

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.

 

 

Bucklin Double Exposure

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.”

 

1919 – A Family Outing

Sometimes I wonder if people are unsure of what I’m talking about.  I jump around from one side of the family to the next so I don’t leave anybody out.  I guess if someone is interested enough about the connections, they will ask.  Sometimes people just want to look at the pictures and move on to the next post.  Well, stop that!  I want you to read everything I write.  Now that you know what I want, you will always do the right thing.

So to keep things from getting confused this week, I’ll start with me.  My name is Van Landry and I was born in Lake Charles, Louisiana, to Robert Joseph “Bob” Landry, Jr. and Betty Lou Bucklin Landry.  My dad was born in 1929 in Lake Charles and my mom was born in 1933 in Raymond, Lousiana.  Her father was Fred D. Bucklin, who was born in Roanoke, Louisiana, in 1907.  This information sets you up for the photo this week.

1919 - Hine

Hine/Bucklin/Stanbrough family group in 1919

The photo was taken in 1919 somewhere around the Hathaway/China area.  It was a Hine family get together.  There are several photos taken that day with all of the family in different groups.  This is a small group.  The young girl in the photo (on the far right) is my grandfather Fred’s oldest sister Mary Bucklin, who was born in 1900.  She would be 19 years old in this photo.  Five years later she would marry Sylvan Phenice, the brother of Fred’s future wife Myrtle. (Sylvan and Mary were married in 1926.  Fred and Myrtle were married in 1930.)  Sylvan and Mary were together for 56 years until Sylvan’s death in 1982.  They did not have any children.  Mary died in 1987.

The woman in the middle of the photo is the mother of Fred and Mary (and ten other children) and was named Addie Mae Hine at birth.  She was born in 1876 in Noblesville, Indiana, and moved with her family (mother and father and five younger brothers) to Louisiana in 1894.  Four years later she married Louis Charles Bucklin and started her large family soon after.  Louis did not show up in too many photos.  They were married for 29 years at the time of Louis’s death in 1927 at the young age of 54.  Addie lived until just 25 days after I was born.  I do not have any memories of my great grandmother.

Addie’s mother and father are the other two individuals in this photo.  Her mother was born Susan G. Stanbrough in Westfield, Indiana, in 1851. She was the sixth child of twelve children born to a family with strong Quaker roots.  In 1873, at the age of 22, she was married to George Henry Hine who was five years her senior.  He was born in 1846 in Hamilton County also. (Westfield and Noblesville are in Hamilton County.)

This is one of the last photos of George Hine.  He died May 3, 1919.  I don’t know how the photo setup came about.  I’m thinking it must have been Mary’s idea.  She wanted a photo of her with her parents and grandparents.  She was probably a bit peeved with her dad for not wanting to be in the photo.  His parents had already died, so they couldn’t be in the photo.  So she settled for this photo with her mom and her mom’s parents.  I like it.  That’s my great grandmother and my great great grandparents.

Questions?

Old Photos

1880s-Family photo

Old family photo from some time around 1880s.

This past summer I went to Hathaway to visit cousins – my mom’s first cousin Louise and her son (my 2nd cousin) Joseph.  They have been into genealogy and old photos for a lot longer time than I have.  They’ve been collecting old Bucklin and Hine photos for over ten years.  So we share photos with each other.  (I am usually on the receiving end of this!)  When we were in Hathaway, they pulled out a small, tattered looking book-like object.  It was an old photo album from well over 100 years ago.  It was so amazing to see all of these small, yet sharp photos of people who have been long gone.

This photo of a pensive looking woman was one of those photos.  The sad thing about this (beside the obvious one being that she is no longer alive) is that we don’t know who she is.  There are a few hints.  The photo was taken some time around the 1880s or so.  Some of the photos around it have IDs that show they were taken in Iowa.  The Bucklin family had lived in Iowa during that time, so it’s probable that the photo is of a Bucklin relative.  Or a friend.  Or a neighbor.  Or who knows?  The point is that we don’t know and probably will never know.  I could do some revisionist history project and give her a name and tell a story about her and post it all over the internet.  If it shows up enough times, it must be true!  Right?

My mom was always good about writing people’s names on the back of photos and I picked up that habit myself.  She said that she remembered seeing old photos when she was a young girl and nobody knew who the people were.  It was probably these same old photos that her cousin was showing to me.  Of course, back when these photos were taken, nobody ever had that problem before.  Photography was new and there weren’t any unidentified photos lying around.  Taking a photo was a luxury and you probably only had photos of people you knew.  They didn’t think about the photos lasting for over a hundred years and someone posting it on the internet for everyone to see.

But now we know.  So make sure to identify the people in your photos.  Especially the old ones.  And if any of you cousins of mine want to share any of those old photos with me, send them my way! (A good scan will do nicely.)  I’ll edit them as best I can to make them look like new.  I may even be able to identify a few of the people for you.  It could become the subject of a good story.  I’d definitely try to preserve them for generations to come.

PS – If any of you happen to know the identity of the woman in this photo, I would appreciate the information.  (And I won’t let anybody know that you’re an immortal!)

A Sad Story

I’m in the mood to tell a sad story.  It’s probably because I’ve been hearing so many this week with the Great Flood of 2016 happening all around me.  Like those stories, it is a true story.  And, alas, it is sad.

I’ve wanted to tell it for a while now.  As I looked through the information about the Bucklin family, little pieces of the story would show up from time to time.  My cousin Joseph Connors posted a prequel to this story a few weeks ago. (Jennie Has Been Very Sick)  He told a part of this tragic tale, but I thought that I’d tell a little more.

Joe Bucklin in 1909 in Jennings, Louisiana. (photo edited by Van Landry)

His name was Joseph Bucklin.  He was born around 1859 in Massachusetts to James Austin Bucklin of Palmer, Massachusetts, and Mary Ann McGrath Bucklin originally of Ireland.  The family must have moved to Iowa shortly after his birth, because his younger brother Edward was born there in 1864.  Then his youngest brother Louis Charles Bucklin (my great grandfather) was born in Iowa in 1873.  They lived in Coffins Grove, Iowa.  (Cue the ominous music here.)

In 1884 the family moved to southern Louisiana where he, his father, his brother Ed, and his sister Jennie set up homesteads in the Raymond area. (Louis was not old enough to set up his own at that time.)  I’m sure it was a busy time for the family working on developing the land, roads, and bridges in that area.  But still, as things will happen, Joseph got married to Agnes “Aggie” Ausman in 1892.  She was from Canada, had spent time in Iowa at some point, but I’m not sure how they got together.  Let’s hope it was a happy courtship and marriage, because tragedies soon followed.

In 1893, Joseph wrote to Louis in Ohio to tell him about their sister Jennie being sick.  Jennie died sometime after June of 1893.  Around the same time, Joe and Aggie had a little daughter named Leola.  Things were calm for a few years with the birth of Gladys in 1896 and Harold in July 1899.  Shortly after that came more tragedies.  A month after Harold was born, Aggie died.  Then in December Leola died.  Joe must have been having a hard time, because his mother Mary Ann came to stay with him in Jennings.  But to make matters worse, she caught a severe case of the flu and died on April 10, 1900.

I told you it was a sad story.  I feel a reluctance in telling you his story and letting you get to know him a bit, because his story is so sad.  But I wanted to tell it, and that’s what I’m doing.   I’m sorry to tell you this, but there are more tragedies to come for poor Joe.  But not just yet.  As luck would have it (I’m not so sure about that Irish luck at this point!), Aggie had a younger sister of marrying age and Joe did just that.  He married Ida Ausman in November of 1900.  He certainly didn’t waste any time!

1903 - Little Flower GoneHe and Ida had a daughter named Ida May in 1903.  I’m not sure of the details here, but Joe’s wife Ida died on Sept. 5, 1903.  It could have been from disease or complications from childbirth, but it was a tragedy nonetheless.  Following that, little Ida May died a few months later.  As an article in the Jennings Daily Times states, she had never been strong and died as a result of a severe cold.  The person writing the article must have known the situation, because they talk about “the grief stricken father whose cup of sorrow seems filled to over flowing.”  I agree with that evaluation.

Joe did marry again in 1913, but he didn’t have any more children.  His daughter Gladys died in 1917 in Iowa at the age of 21 while living with her Ausman grandparents.  (There could also be a sad story written about the Ausman family, but I’ll leave that up to someone else.)  Gladys did not have any children.  Then Joe himself died a year later of the flu in the great 1918 flu pandemic while living in Florida.

There are no descendants today of Joe.  His son Harold did get married, but he died at the age of 27 without any children in 1926. He was the last of that family.  I descend from his brother Louis and I have never even attempted to count the number of descendants that he has.  He and Addie had 11 children (including my grandfather Fred) and 19 grandchildren (including my mom Betty Lou).  There were several more great grandchildren (Fred himself added 20 to that count.) and countless great great grandchildren.  The difference is drastic.

And so ends the sad story of Joe.


June 11, 2017 Update

For more information about the connections between the Ausmans and Bucklins, read the later post The Bucklin/Keys/Ausman/MacVey Connections.


Nov. 14, 2019 Update

For newly discovered details about the life of the Ausmans and Joe Bucklin, read this post The Sad History Surrounding Joe Bucklin.

A Switch to Hymes from Hine

George and Susan Hine Family circa 1900

George and Susan Hine Family circa 1900

My decision of what to post this week was motivated by two factors:  I made an exciting discovery regarding a last name and I finished working on this photo after working on it off and on for over a year.  Plus, this is a really, really nice family photo from over 100 years ago.  I think it’s from around 1900, which would mean it was taken in Louisiana.

The photo is of the George Henry Hine and Susan Stanbrough Hine family.  In the back row is James, Lonnie, Addie and Bert.  The front row is Rowe, Susan, George, and Ollie.  There are a lot of descendants of this family in southern Louisiana, as well as a few other places.  They were all born in Hamilton County in Indiana in the 1800s.  The family moved to Louisiana in 1894 and the daughter Addie married Louis Charles Bucklin in 1898.  One of their sons was Fred Bucklin, my maternal grandfather.  Now you know where I fit in.

Malina and John P. Hine headstone - courtesy of SunCacher at FindaGrave.com

Malina and John P. Hine headstone

But what you don’t know is the last name of George Henry Hine’s mother.  Some of you might not even know her first name!  So to help you out, I will let you know that his parents’ names were John Peter and Malina Hine.  (Like in the second photo that I’m posting.)  I have been looking for Malina’s last name for a while.

It was not in the census records that I had found from 1860-1900 or other records I could find online.  But then Ancestry added Indiana death certificates to their data sources available to its members.  I didn’t really think about looking for her name when that information first came out.  All I really thought was, “Oh, some more stuff available.”  I deleted the notification and moved on.  I came across her name a few days later and then thought I’d try to find her last name again.  Her death certificate is not included because she died in 1894 and the records start in 1899.  What?  You’ve got to be kidding me?

I was almost forlorn, but then I remembered that George Henry had several siblings that lived out the rest of their lives and died in Indiana.  I wasn’t even sure the siblings I had listed were accurate, but I tried anyway.  So I checked for William Hine and found death certificate that showed his mother’s maiden name!  Yippee!   Then I checked for Benjamin and Thomas and found the same 1917 William Hine death noticething.  They all three had the maiden name of Malina Hine as being Malina Cox.

 

I was still a little unsure because I wasn’t sure that they were all really the siblings of George Henry Hine.  So I was determined to find the 1850 Census that I had been unable to find before.  The children would have been young enough to all be at home still at that time.  They weren’t in the home in the later censuses.  I searched all day for that census!  I looked for the name spelled any way possible:  Hine, Hines, Heinz, Hinds.  But no luck.  I was giving up and decided to see if someone else might have the info on their tree.  I looked at a few trees on Ancestry and found a few with census records.

And that’s when I noticed something.  I already knew that census workers spelled people’s names however they thought was correct.  They did not have the spelling gene from Grandma Myrtle!  But another mistake that I saw was the name transcribed as Him.  In cursive Him and Hine look very similar.  So I went back and searched for John Peter Him.  I didn’t find Him, but I found him.  The family was listed as Hymes in the 1850 Census.  And all of the children were listed.  The ones who had death certificates giving the last name of Malina as Cox.  I am now satisfied that we have at least one line of Cox family in our history.  She was born in North Carolina and I believe that her family may have been Quakers.  Now I want to know more!  The search never ends.

1850 census lists John (Peter) Hymes (Hine), Malina, Benjamin, William, George H(enry), and Allen L(arkin).

 

Addie with Great Grand Kids

Van Landry’s post this week is about Addie Hine and Louis Bucklin with a photo of them when she was 29. Ray Bucklin said she was really good with kids. She had lots of experience. They had 11 children that survived to adulthood, a total of 19 grand kids. I am not going to try counting the great grand kids. Here she is with some great grandkids. Charles and Kurt Bruchhaus? She lived at Ruth Bucklin and William Charles “Budda” Bruchhaus’ house in her later years.

Addie

Addie & Lou

1905 - Addie & Lou Bucklin

Addie and Lou Bucklin in 1905

This is a photo of my mom’s paternal grandparents in 1905.  They were married in 1898 and by the time this photo was taken, they already had five children.  But before I finish counting off their children, let me tell you a little bit about the two of them.

Addie May Hine was born in Noblesville, Indiana, on Sept. 23, 1876.  She was the oldest of six children born to George Hine and Susan Stanbrough.  She had five younger brothers and the youngest was only eight years younger than she was.  From the earliest photos of the family, it looks like they lived in a frontier area with a rough wood home.  The family moved to Louisiana in 1894 and settled in the Hathaway area of Jefferson Davis Parish.

Louis Charles Bucklin was born in Masonville, Iowa, on April 11, 1873.  He was the youngest child of James Bucklin and his second wife Mary Ann McGrath.  James was from a family line with a long history in Massachusetts, while Mary Ann was an Irish immigrant.  Louis had five older siblings – a half-sister and half-brother by his father and his first wife Rhoda Marie Gove, plus two brothers and a sister by his parents.  In the 1880 census they were living in Coffin Grove, Iowa, which was a very small community in rural Iowa.  Four years later the family moved to the Jennings, Louisiana, area and acquired homestead property in the Hathaway area.  Louis was too young to stake a claim, but his father, brother and sister were able to.

Louis kept a journal starting in January of 1893 when he went off to school.  He returned home at the death of his sister Jennie in June of 1893.  From that point on his journal was mostly about farming and such.  Except when he occasionally mentions a certain “Miss Hine” or “Addie” who came to help his mother with chores around the house.  I suppose she was worth mentioning because he ended up marrying her in 1898, which brings us back to the top of the story.

Soon after this photo was taken, the three most important Bucklin offspring were sprung!  In 1906 there came Herbert, who is the grandfather of our Joseph.  Then in 1907 there was a double dose of goodness – the identical twins Fred and Clarence.  Fred is my grandfather and Clarence is the father of Carla.  There were a few more after that, but they’re hardly worth mentioning.  I really shouldn’t joke about that because the next one, Edna, is the reason we have so many wonderful photos from way back when.  She collected and protected many photos, though this one was kept by Ruth.  Joseph and Louise visited and scanned numerous photos from both of them.

All in all, Addie and Lou had a nice even dozen children.  Now I’m feeling a little obligated to name them all, so here goes: Leo, Mary, Ralph, Paul, Carl, Herbert, Clarence, Fred, Edna, Robert, Ruth, and Roy.  That’s a lot of names to come up with.  From the look of the photo, they seem like somewhat happy people – salt of the earth.  I’d like to say that they lived long and happy lives, but sadly Lou died at the age of fifty-four.  Addie went on the live into her eighties and died less than a month after I was born.  I don’t have any personal memories of either Addie or Lou, but I do feel like I get to know them a little from the photos and stories that they left behind.  And now, hopefully, you do too.

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Update for July 9, 2026 – Added a few slight bits of information for a reissue of this post on Facebook after ten years.  I’m changing all of the older posts to change the spelling of Addie’s middle name to be consistently May.

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