December 27, 2011

Book Review - Heart of Ice by Lis Wiehl

Looking for a good weekend read?
May I recommend...
Heart of Ice by Lis Wiehl with April Henry

The evil, sociopathic Elizabeth Avery, aka Sissy, was the focus of this suspense novel, the third of the Triple Threat series. Elizabeth didn't care who she manipulated or eliminated in order to satisfy her goal and her goal was to marry the handsome and wealthy Ian, a prominent attorney. When her ambition led her to the decision to kill Ian's ex-wife, Sara, and son, Noah, events began to tumble against her.
The Triple Threat in these novels were friends, Cassidy, a Channel Four crime reporter; Nicole, an FBI agent; and Allison, a federal prosecutor. Each of the women struggled with issues in their personal lives, as a sidenote to the crimes they were investigating. Cassidy worried about keeping her status at Channel Four when a young, pretty intern, Jenna, entered the scene. Allison had just had a miscarriage and her wayward sister, Lindsay, had moved in to Allison and her husband's home. Nicole found a lump in her breast and the big "C" word entered her life. All of the women came to know Elizabeth through a fitness class, not suspecting that she had a very dark side.

The author did an excellent job in creating characters, especially Elizabeth. The reader almost immediately senses that this woman is so wicked and completely cold, and I was disgusted by her approach to others and her criminal past. She grew increasingly conscienceless as the story progressed. We are also drawn into the lives of the Triple Threat girls and led to care very much about the personal issues they must cope with, while at the same time focusing on solving crimes.

I felt sometimes the scenes/chapters changed too abruptly and it took awhile to reset the mind to another event and story line. The pursuit of the "Want Ad" killer was a diversion that was not really developed or resolved, and it did at times interrupt the other plot line.

I gave the book a 4 star rating because it was a fun read, but really I knew who was behind all the crimes described in the book, so the suspense level was lower than I expected. I have not read the other two Triple Threat novels, but I would be interested now to follow the three women on some of their other adventures.

*This novel was provided to me by Thomas Nelson Publishers for my review. The review is totally my own opinion.

December 22, 2011

More Blasts from the Past - Ordway Style

 I'm still digging through boxes and envelopes of old photos - some labeled and some not. 
I've found many of interest, of course, and I'm hoping that someone out there can help with identification on some of these.

The photo to the left was labeled "Grandpa Butch" and that's Fred (aka Fritz) Ordway.
Anyone recognize the house?  Notice that he is standing on what looks like a place for holding horses and stepping up into a buggy or mounting the horse.
 I only recognize two in this photo.  I believe the second man from the left is Bib Gunter, Amasa's brother, and the fourth from the left is Phil Ordway.  I have some other photos with the middle fellow in them, but I don't know who it is.

The newspaper clipping below shows Phil Ordway on the left and little George Delph on butchering day in 1913..

The photo on the left below is Phil Ordway (1899-1990) and his beautiful bride, Bonnie Glick (1900-1947), mother to daughters, Lois (b. 1928) and Phyllis (b. 1937.)  I don't have a wedding date for them, but would guess the mid-1920's.

 This photo was taken on the porch of my great-grandparents, Lemuel and Lizzie Ordway's home before it was enclosed with screens, as I remember it.  On the left is Phil Ordway, in the center is his father, Lem, and Marie Ordway is on the right.  Obviously, lawn care was not a priority in those days!  I am just guessing that this photo was taken in the early 1920's. 

December 19, 2011

Merry Christmas!

Thanks so much for checking in on my blog.  I want to wish you all a very Merry Christmas and a wonderful 2012.

Coming up  early next year are more book reviews and at least one book giveaway.  Check back the week of January 9th for more info and a chance to win.  I also have more family history and photos to post. 

Thanks again for your support!  Please comment once in awhile or contact me if you have family information on something I have posted.  I would love to hear from you!


December 2, 2011

A Word About the Simple Touch Nook

Last summer, I was lucky enough to win a Nook Simple Touch in a contest, and I'm so glad I did.  The first thing I did was buy a case for it, thinking that the odds of my dropping it or scratching the screen were high.
The Simple Touch is so easy to use, is very, very lightweight, and it fits neatly into my purse .  I thought I would use it mostly to take with me when traveling or when I knew I would have a long wait somewhere (aka airports and doctor's offices.)  

The display is clear and easy to read and navigate.  This photo shows my library and then suggests other books I might enjoy.  It is simple to adjust font size and the screen is totally touch for turning pages and using the menu.  The whole system is so easy that I now have learned how to borrow e-books from the library with it.
I usually turn off the wireless when not loading a book, just because then the battery lasts MONTHS before I have to recharge.  Books are easily purchased at B & N and within minutes after buying, they appear in my Nook.  Every Friday the Nook Blog offers a free book, too.

 I  am disappointed that often e-books are more expensive than their paper copies...just doesn't seem right. I may be interested in upgrading at some point as prices adjust, but for now, this Simple Touch is all I need. I can highly recommend for those looking for a basic e-reader. 

November 20, 2011

Old Photos of Malinta, Ohio

I came across another old envelope of pictures recently and made some nice discoveries.  At one point, I remember my dad telling about a ride he took with someone in a two-seater airplane some time in the early 1940's.  (I wondered if there were several rides, as in the first photo below, the leaves are off the trees,while the other photos show full foliage.) While on his ride or rides, which he did not tolerate all that well, he took along his camera.
Here are some of those photos...maybe someone who knows the burg of Malinta better can recognize some of the landmarks.

This photo shows a church
steeple to help orient us.

Also in the envelope of photos were several photos of the Gleaners, which I think was the elevator of the day.  A little research will tell the story.

From Malinta and Grelton 1980, compiled by Mary E. Geist Mayer, p. 36
"The first grain elevator in Malinta was built in 1886...
Neil Dietrich explained, 'The grain elevator was always an important thing in Malinta as the farmers brought their grain here to sell it.  The unloading was
fascinating to me as a section of the floor was removed exposing a hopper into which the grain fell after the front wheels of the wagon were raised by a wench which was hand operated with chains with large rings that were out on the hubs of the front wheels.  Before the bank opened (in Malinta) about 1907 or 1908, all transactions were in cash...
For many years prior to about 1929 when the elevator was sold, it was owned by the Gleaners and later by a local company...Since the 1950's the Malinta Grain and Feed Company has continued to serve the area."

This photo shows scaffolding on the front of the building.

Could these photos have been taken, then, before 1929?

November 15, 2011

Journey to Christmas - A DVD Review

Journey to Christmas is a two DVD set, telling the story of five strangers with differing religious viewpoints who were taken on a twenty day visit to the Holy Land where they learned about the Christmas story in its very surroundings.  The group, all Canadians, consisted of a young agnostic with a Jewish father and Christian mother, a woman of East African origin who was an artist and a seeker in her faith, a young songstress who was firm in her Christian beliefs, a woman from the First Nations who questioned the tribal heritage of Jesus, and last, an older man who was skeptical and cynical about religion, but who wanted to be open to belief in Christ.  The group bonded during the journey as they followed the paths of the Wise Men, the shepherds, and Joseph and Mary.

The story was told not only through the visitors’ journey, but also with commentary from a local guide and scholars in history, archaeology and science.  This enriched the tale and helped the viewer to understand more thoroughly the culture and political climate of the day.  From riding camels through the desert along the Spice Route to Masada and the caves where the Dead Sea Scrolls were found,  to Nazareth, Capernaum, Jerusalem and finally Bethlehem, they transported to experience the life of the people of the times.  They viewed magnificent art, temple and city ruins, replicas of ancient villages, and the places related to Jesus in the city of Bethlehem.
The photography was spectacular!

Wow!   I was mesmerized by this journey and especially appreciated the local guide’s information and the insights provided by the historians.  The discussions among the travelers was interesting because each brought a different perspective to the journey, although viewing the same sites.  Some were totally transformed through this experience and others not so much.  One traveler, Dusty, commented in Bethlehem that she learned that “Christmas has nothing to do with red and green…it is about what he did for us…Christmas changed for me.”  Drew, who said he was “desperate for God” became more spiritually thirsty, but was perhaps the least changed among the group.  One of the final scenes showed the participants reading the Christmas story together while in Bethlehem .  What could be more moving than that, considering especially all that they have seen and done in preparation for that moment?

I highly recommend this set not only for individuals, but also for groups who will find much to discuss and study from the encounters of sojourners.  The set is called a “4-session Holy Land Study Experience.”

*This DVD set was provided to me by Tyndale Publishing for my review.  The opinions given in this review are mine alone and were not determined by the publisher.

November 8, 2011

Thanks Again to All!

A belated thanks to all who planned the first Jason Kline Memorial Golf Tournament - especially Kenny, Mark and Keith. Also thank you to all who golfed or worked, purchased raffle tickets, donated prizes and/ or donated to the scholarship fund in other ways. It was a huge success and, even though it was a brisk day, the golfers hung in there to complete their rounds.

Jason's friends - Keith, Luke, and Charlie - graciously invited Jim to join their team.


November 6, 2011

Get-Away Along the Ohio River

A few weeks ago Hubby and I decided to take a four day trip into southern Indiana, taking only the two lane highways when we could.  Our goal was to stop in Nashville, IN and Madison, IN and then to highway along the Ohio River into Ohio and back home.

Driving on the back roads reminded me of the trips to Florida we took as children with our parents in the 1960's.  No I-75 existed, so getting to Florida meant cruising the hilly backroads of Kentucky and Tennessee, car sickness, Mom and Pop restaurants and motels and lots of nature to view.  Of course, we didn't appreciate those nature views so much then, but we sure did eat hamburgers and French fries for about ten days straight!

After an overnight stay and a theater stop in Nashville, we headed down to Madison and a visit with Hubby's cousin and wife.  Madison rests right on the Ohio River, has some very interesting buildings, and a lot of history. Below is the Ohio River bridge into Kentucky at Madison.

Some of the most interesting sites for me were the tobacco fields along the river, the tobacco barns, and some of the old homes built with river rock. 

We ended the trip in Columbus with sister and family and dinner at the steakhouse.  A wonderful fall weekend! 

October 20, 2011

Something a Little Witchy for the Season

Way back in my Ordway family tree rests Susannah North Martin, my tenth great-grandmother.  For me, it’s always fun to try to find connections in family history to happenings that we have all read about in the history books.  Imagine my surprise to find that I had a relative accused and found guilty of being a witch in seventeenth century Massachusetts during the period of the Salem witch trials and witch hysteria, in general. (O.k., former students might have suspected this all along, but it was news to me.)  Tracing back from Moses Ordway’s wife, Hannah Hadley, a line can be followed directly back to my tenth great grandmother, Susannah North Martin (1624 – 1692).

Susannah North, daughter of Richard and Joan North, was born in England in 1621. After her mother died, she and her father, a new stepmother and sister, moved to America.  Susannah married George Martin, a blacksmith, and together they had eight children.  Susannah is described as being short, slightly plump, active and  “of remarkable personal neatness,” but also she was thought to be defiant in the face of authority and too outspoken for her own good.

Susannah was charged with witchcraft not once, but twice.  First in 1669, in which case she was probably acquitted because again in 1692, she is brought into court again.  She was arrested on May 2, having been accused by a group of girls who “had fits” when they were in her presence.  She was put into jail and languished there for two months.  She pleaded not guilty at her trial, but was found guilty and sentenced to hanging. 

On July 19, 1692, Susannah Martin, aged 71 and a widow, and four other women were put into a cart and driven to Gallows Hill in Salem, hung and then thrown into a shallow grave. 

The interesting part was that to make amends, the court granted compensation in 1711 to those so falsely accused, but Susannah’s family didn’t apply.  

A folk song was written about her which you can hear sung on youtube.
The lyrics to the song "Susanna Martin" are:

"Susanna Martin was a witch who dwelt in Amesbury
With brilliant eye and saucy tongue she worked her sorcery
And when into the judges court the sheriffs brought her hither
The lilacs drooped as she passed by
Ane then were seen to wither

A witch she was, though trim and neat with comely head held high
It did not seem that one as she with Satan so would vie
And when in court when the afflicted ones proclaimed her evil ways
She laughed aloud and boldly then
Met Cotton Mathers gaze

"Who hath bewitched these maids," he asked, and strong was her reply
"If they be dealing in black arts, ye know as well as I"
And then the stricken ones made moan as she approached near
They saw her shaped upon the beam
So none could doubt 'twas there

The neighbors 'round swore to the truth of her Satanic powers
That she could fly o'er land and stream and come dry shod through
At night, twas said, she had appeared a cat of fearsome mien
"Avoid she-devil,"they had cried
To keep their spirits clean
The spectral evidence was weighed, then stern the parson spoke
"Thou shalt not suffer a witch to live, tis written in the Book"
Susanna Martin so accused, spoke with flaming eyes
"I scorn these things for they are naught
But filthy gossips lies"
Now those bewitched, they cried her out, and loud their voice did ring
they saw a bird above her head, an evil yellow thing
And so, beneath a summer sky, Susanna Martin died
And still in scorn she faced the rope
Her comely head held high

Susanna Martin was a witch who lived in Amesbury With brilliant eye and saucy tongue she worked her sorcery
And when into the judges court the sheriffs brought her hither
The lilacs drooped as she passed by
And then were seen to wither."

A number of websites have information on Susannah Martin, including this blog and here on rootsweb. 

Read the actual transcripts of the trial here, along with the depositions taken from witnesses to her witchcraft:
and drawings and photos may be seen here:    

I visited Salem long, long ago before I knew of this connection.  Now it’s obvious that I need to go back again!

October 11, 2011

Moses Ordway of Tunbridge, Vermont

I guess we are now to Aaron Ordway’s father and mother, Moses and Susannah, my sixth great-grandparents.  Once one gets back this far in history, pictures of individuals are much more difficult to locate, if any ever existed.  And I have none of this generation or any before it, unfortunately.

Moses Ordway was born in Newberry, Massachusetts on 12 Feb 1738.  He married Susanna Bly, born 15 September 1813 in New Hampshire,  and sometime around 1775 – 1776, he and his family moved to Tunbridge, Vermont. 

The Vermont Historical Gazeteer of 1871 states in its chapter on Tunbridge:
“ The first permanent settlements in town were commenced about the year 1776, by James Lyon, Moses Ordway, Elias Curtis and the Hutchinson brothers…I think these early settlers did not bring their families with them at first, but commenced preparing  for themselves a future home.  Some small patches of land were cleared and a few rude huts, made of logs, erected in the southern part of town, were soon occupied by happy wives and playful littles ones.” (1115)

In Vermont, the word town refers to what we would call a township, but there is also the village of Tunbridge.  Another source (“On the Beginnings of Tunbridge” by Robert O’Brien) states: “There is a record of a vote at the first meeting of Tunbridge proprietors allowing Moses Ordway to pitch 200 acres where he has done his work, providing he purchase from proper owner."
 So my sixth great grandfather arrived in Vermont just before the end of the Revolutionary War.  At that time, the settlement of Royalton was already there with about twenty families and Strafford had a few settlers, as well, but in the terms of the time, Vermont was the untamed wilderness.

Families were very poor.  Another history of Tunbridge noted that shoes were so scarce that sometimes only one pair would be available for the children to share, hence only one boy could go out to get wood at a time.  The Ordway homestead was on a small hill just above the village itself. 

The big historical event of the town took place in 1780.
As the story goes, Peter Button, an early settler had just finished his first harvest of grain and was taking it to the mill, when he saw a group of Indians coming.  On October 16, 1780, approximately three hundred Native Americans under the command of a British officer, invaded Tunbridge, bent on destroying it and taking over the region for the British.  They set the houses and barns on fire.  Peter Button was speared and scalped, as were some of the other men of the town. About thirty were taken prisoners by the Indians and marched to Montreal where they were turned over to the British command for $8.00 a head.  There they were imprisoned, although many escaped and returned to Tunbridge.
Where were the Ordways?  Well, since they lived up above the valley where the attack was taking place, they heard the noise and smelled the burning. 

The Vermont Historical Gazeteer described it this way:
“Moses Ordway and family, who lived on the hill to the south, smelled the burning feathers, heard the general stampede, and the whole family hid themselves for days in the woods.  Their youngest was scarce three weeks old.  They killed a favorite dog, lest his barking would lead the enemy to their hiding place – and all escaped. (1118)

After the attack, there were few resources left in the area for the people to help them survive. Fields and homes had been burned.  Some left the town, but the Ordways stayed and raised their family of twenty-two children…still the record for number of children in a family of Tunbridge!  It is said that eighteen of those children survived and married, making the population grow quite quickly in the era before 1820.  Although large families seemed to be the norm in Tunbridge, “…Moses Ordway’s wife excelled them all in bearing burdens and became the mother of at least twenty children.” (1121)  I have not found all of them,  but one was my direct descendant, Aaron.  I’m sure some died in childbirth or in childhood, and perhaps some of those births were not recorded.

Moses and Susannah Bly Ordway are buried in the Gilley or Ordway Cemetery in Tunbridge, a place that was once part of the Ordway homestead.  Both died in 1813, Susannah first on 11 February , and then Moses on 15 September.  A very worn stone still marks their burial place and is still somewhat readable.

October 4, 2011

Mariah Ordway and her Hubby, Joel P. Ross

Aaron and Susannah Ordway’s  daughter and my gggg - grandfather Harrison’s sister, Mariah Ordway, was born on 13 August 1805 in Strafford, Orange County, Vermont.  She was the middle daughter between Tamar (born in 1800) and a younger sister, Lydia (born 1807).  Mariah was not yet sixteen when she married Joel P. Ross on 3 March 1821 in New York.  She and Joel led a long married life and both died at advanced ages, after having many children together and living out their days in Lorain County, Ohio

Thanks to some descendants of Mariah and Joel, I have these photos  and more information to share.   Here's Mariah (also called Maria in some records) ~

Mariah’s obituary was printed in The Norwalk Daily Reflector on Friday, December 21, 1894.  She had died a week early on December 15th.
“Mrs. Maria Ross, an old pioneer of this place, died December 15, at the age of over 89 years.  The deceased lived in the place over 47 years, moving from Vermont to Ohio in 1821.  She was the mother of 15 children, 47 grandchildren, 17 great grandchildren and 5 great-great grandchildren.  Five of her children live to mourn her loss.  She was a true and devoted member of the Methodist church for 47 years, and she will be missed by her many friends and relatives.  She survived her husband 14 years.”

 Another source, Walter Gunn’s letter to Lewis Hayes:
“Mrs. Maria Ross, my great grandmother, was born in Vermont, 13 Aug. 1805 and died at her home in Brighton, Dec. 15, 1894, at the advanced age of 89 years, 4 months and 1 day.  She was married to Joel Ross, March 3, 1821.  They moved from New York state to Ohio about 65 years ago.  They moved to Brighton 47 years ago, where she lived ever since until death relieved her suffering.  She, with her husband, united with the M. E. church about 47 years ago, where she has been a faithful and devoted Christian, ever since her husband precedingher to his future home some thirteen and one half years ago.  She was the mother of 15 children, eleven that became grown up.  Mrs. Anna Jeffrey of Hartland, Joel Ross of Wakeman, Mrs. Fannie Fletcher of Wakeman, Mrs. Angeline Moon, and Mrs. Charity Gunn of Brighton and a large circle of grandchildren.  She was a faithful wife and a kind and loving mother.  They children wises to return their sincere thanks to the friends and neighbors for their kind assistance during sickness and death of our dear mother.”

Joel P. Ross, Mariah’s husband,  was born on 5 March 1799 in Groveland in Livingston County, New York.  The Biographical Record of the Counties of Huron and Lorain, Ohio has a sketch about Joel P. and Mariah’s son, Joel II  that really gives a good historical account of his father’s life, as well.

It first speaks of the son, Joel Ross II:
“This well-known influential farmer and stock raiser of Wakeman township first saw the light March 12, 1828, the locality of his birth being the same farm where his father was born March 5, 1799 in Groveland township, Livingston County, New York.

Joel P. and Maria (Ordaway) Ross, parents of the subject of this sketch, had a family of thirteen children; of whom are living the following: Anna (Mrs. William Jeffries), a widow, living in Hartland; Fannie Jane, wife of William Harrison Fletcher, living in Wakeman, Ohio; Angeline, wife of John Moon, and Charity, wife of Melvin Gunn, both residents of Brighton, Lorain County; and William, a farmer of Michigan.  When our subject was about eighteen months old, he came down the Ohio river on a raft with his parents, and his father moved to Scioto county, Ohio, afterward coming to Lorain county, dying in Brighton, March 9, 1881, at the age of eighty-two years; for some time prior to his death, he had resided in Florence township, Erie county.  He was a lifelong farmer, politically, he was a Republican, and he was a member of the Methodist church, as is also his widow, who is yet living in Brighton, Ohio, now in her eighty-eighth year.

Joel Ross II, whose name opens this sketch, received his education at the common schools of the vicinity of his home, at the same time assisting his parents in the work of cultivating and improving the farm.  When he was nineteen years old, he commenced working away from home by th emonth, and, saving his money, paid for fifty-three acres of land in Brighton township, Lorain county.  After five years, he went to California, where for four and one-half years, he was engaged in mining, driving team, etc., saving his money with judicious care.  Returning to Huron county, he bought 150 acres of wild land in Wakeman township, and leased the fifty-three acres in Brighton to his father, who lived thereon to the time of his death.  Clearing the land, our subject sold the timber, built himself a comfortable log house, barn, etc., and prospered.  He now owns 150 acres and successfully carries on general agriculture, including stock raising.”

The sketch goes on to tell of Joel Ross II’s marriage to Miss Ann Haines in 1859 and of their five children.  Joel II served as a school director and in other “offices of trust” in his township.

Mariah Ordway was my great-great-great-great aunt.  Quite a looker, don't you think?

September 25, 2011

Willis Ordway Was Warned

One of Aaron’s sons, Willis Johnson Ordway, must have found himself in a predicament in August 1817, in Pomfret, Vermont.

 In early New England, many towns abided by “warning out” laws.  Vermont abandoned those laws in 1787, but revived them from 1801 – 1818.  Warning Out laws gave the town authorities the power to ask folks who might not be able to support themselves or who might be troublemakers or transients to leave town.  When a newcomer moved into town, he was given one year to establish himself and meet the criteria set up by each town.  If a person could last a year without being warned out, time was up and the town had to accept him.  Warrants were required to be served within the first year the person was there. 

In Alden M. Rollins’ book, Vermont Warnings Out, Volume 2, Southern Vermont (Picton Press, Camden, Maine), Willis J. Ordway appears as having been served a warning out in the town of Pomfret, Vermont on August 12, 1817.  Willis Johnson Ordway was the second son of Aaron and Susannah Johnson Ordway, born  4 September 1794 in Strafford, Vermont.  He would have been 23 when this warrant was served, probably by the local constable.  The constable’s task was to serve the warrant within a particular time frame (usually about a week) by delivering it in person or by leaving it at the dwelling place of the person.  The town clerk would record the warrant in the town books and because of that, many records still exist for genealogists.  I would need to order the microfilm of those records to find out if any additional information was recorded about Willis’s situation.

According to Rollins, few people were actually expelled from towns in Vermont.  As long as the person settled in there and earned his keep or held a public office, which were hard to fill otherwise, he would be allowed to stay.  Even if he did go on the poor rolls of the town, that town had the right to send him back to the place from which he came, making the town of origin responsible for the person’s keep.
S = Strafford, P = Pomfret, N =Northfield

Looking ahead in the census, Willis made his way up to Northfield, northwest of Strafford by 1820 and by 1830, he was back in his hometown of Strafford, Vermont, living with his family. After 1840 sometime,he moved down with his father and brothers to Elk Township, Pennsylvania.

 So was he causing trouble in Pomfret or did they just think he was lazy and not contributing to his own keep?  Wish I knew.

September 19, 2011

Book Review - Forsaking All Others by Allison Pittman

Forsaking All Others by Allison Pittman

As a young woman, Camilla was more than ready to leave her parents to marry the handsome Nathan Fox and follow the leaders of the Mormon Church to Utah with him.  But when Nathan takes a second wife after he has two children (and one who doesn’t survive) with Camilla, it is hard for Camilla to reconcile this with the Christian beliefs with which she was raised.  She begins to question the teachings of the church and eventually feels so strongly that she leaves her daughters to make her way back to the parents she once deserted, thinking that she will eventually come back for her children once she has established a new home for them in her hometown.  Luckily, during her escape, she is rescued from a winter storm by Colonel Brandon and some of his soldiers from a nearby fort.  As she suffers from exposure and frostbite, they take her in and nurse her to wellness, help in her rescue, and escort her back home. 

When she returns to Salt Lake City to reclaim her daughters, she must face the wrath of the church and her husband, as well as the hurt feelings of her daughters.  Will Camilla’s faith stand strong as she faces the trials of beginning a new life?

This book reads quickly as we enjoy the romances between Nathan and Camilla and Camilla and Colonel Brandon, the adventures of traveling across America on horseback in the accompaniment of soldiers of the time, and the suspense of escaping the punishments that might be enacted by the “enforcers” of the Mormon church toward a deserter. 

I didn’t give this book the highest rating just because some parts seemed unbelieveable and too coincidental.  I will not reveal those incidents here, just because it would give away too much of the plot.  However, it was a very enjoyable book that took me away for awhile to an earlier time in America and gave me a glimpse of the early days among the Mormons in Salt Lake City.

Tyndale Publishing provided me a copy of this book for my review.  That in no way influenced my review.

September 13, 2011

Aaron Ordway and Susannah Johnson Ordway

Let’s keep going back in the family tree – (Fred, Lemuel, Richard, Harrison, and now Aaron) to my four greats grandfather, Aaron Ordway, born in Rumney, Grafton, New Hampshire, very close to the Vermont state line, on July 2, 1769.  He married Susannah Johnson, daughter of Willis Johnson and Jemima Smith Johnson, who was born in New Hampshire on May 11, 1774.  Just think… a few years before the Revolutionary War. 

When we visited in Strafford, Orange County, Vermont, we found quite a few of the birth records for the children of Aaron and Susannah, as this was where they settled after their marriage.  Many of these records are now online, but finding the records in the very old books was much more fun. 
So as far as I can determine, these are the children of Aaron and Susannah Ordway:
1.       William Ordway, born November 16, 1792 in Strafford
2.       Willis Johnson Ordway, born September 4, 1794
3.       Aaron Ordway born August 29, 1796
4.       Isaac Ordway born September 7, 1798
5.       Tamar Ordway (female) born April 18, 1800
6.       Abraham Ordway born April 11, 1803
7.       Mariah Ordway born August 13, 1805
8.       Lydia Ordway born October 7, 1807
9.       Harrison Ordway* born October 24, 1810
10.   Harvey S. Ordway born c 1819
11.   Benjamin, birthdate unknown
A sample page from a vital records book in Strafford.  This is really not original, but was copied from the original at some point a long time ago.  If you enlarge this, you will be able to spot some of the birth records for Aaron's children.

Most of the children of Aaron and Susannah were born in Vermont, except for perhaps the last three.  According to the censuses of 1800 and 1810 of Strafford, Vermont, the family resided there with their growing brood of children.  By 1820, the family had moved into New York, as the 1820 census for Genesee, Ontario County, New York showed Aaron there with wife and some of the children.
I have never been able to find Aaron in the 1830 census, but by 1840, the family was settled into Elk Township, Warren, Pennsylvania.  The census shows Aaron Ordiway as head of household, aged 70 – 80, with his wife,a ged 60-70 and one male, aged 20 – 25, probably Harvey.  Also some of the sons show up as neighbors as head of their own households: Harrison, Isaac, and Benjamin.  Up until 1850, only the head of household was named on the censuses, so we have to speculate, using the hash marks in various age groupings, which family members were living in the household at the time.

We visited Warren, Pennsylvania  on a research trip and, looking at  records in the archives there, we found the Ordways buying and selling land in Elk Township, sometimes as individuals and sometimes in partnership.


Some researchers have placed Aaron’s death in 1849.  I have found no record of his or Susannah’s deaths.  I’m sure that I just haven't looked in the right place yet.  Many of the children moved on to Lorain County, Ohio, but efforts to find the record there have not been successful.  Also no record of death was found in Warren, Pennsylvania.  In fact, I personally think Aaron might be listed in the 1850 census, living close to daughter, Mariah Ordway Ross and husband, Joel Ross.  If you have some proof of a burial place for Aaron and/or Susannah, I hope you will contact me.
We definitely had some New England determination and the quest for adventure in the Ordway family.  To leave Strafford, Vermont, Aaron’s childhood home, and travel with a large extended family around the Great Lakes from New York, to Pennsylvania, to Ohio and eventually, some went to Michigan and a few to Missouri, was quite a feat in those early days.  It was a poor, rough pioneer life for these folks.

September 8, 2011

A Newly Discovered Photo

I am always amazed at how this blog has reached across the miles...sometimes not very many others who connect to our families.  Many thanks to a newfound relative, Gary, a descendent of the Thomas C. Ordway family in Putnam County for this great photo of Thomas.  I am so grateful to have this photo to put with the story of this Civil War ancestor.
Read more about Thomas C. Ordway on this blog.

August 25, 2011

Jason Kline Memorial Golf Outing

                                 Hey, Golfers!
Come join us at the first
Jason Kline Memorial Golf Outing on
Saturday, September 17th.

Four Person Golf Scramble
Registration - 8:00 a.m.
Shotgun Start - 8:30 a.m.

Great Prizes!  Good Food! 
All proceeds to benefit the Jason Kline Memorial Scholarship.

$50/person or $200/team
- Includes green fees, cart, lunch, team prizes, proximity prizes, and more.

SPONSOR A HOLE for the Jason Kline Memorial Golf Outing

 We are asking $50.00 to sponsor a hole.  All proceeds go to the JASON KLINE SCHOLARSHIP FUND.

 Hole sponsorship will get you a custom sign with your company name on one of the tee boxes.

Email me to request a team form or a sponsor form!
(Click on Dianne on this page for email.)

From Jennie Kline:

Other donations may be made  by making check payable to the Wapakoneta Area Community Foundation with Jason Kline scholarship in the memo and mail to Wapakoneta Area Community Foundation, PO Box 1957, Wapakoneta, OH 45895.  The scholarship in Jason's name is given annually to a Wapakoneta high school senior...thanks to many kind donors, the first was awarded in May 2011. Thank you!

August 19, 2011

It's Fair Week Here

Defiance County Fair circa 1910
It's Defiance County Fair week and friend Mary and I will be there for a few days teaching classes on using the internet for genealogical research.  We are using the mobile computer lab sent by the regional library, allowing room for ten people per session.  We are scheduled for one hour each at 2:00 p.m. on Saturday (20th) and Sunday (21st).  Our sessions are sponsored by the Defiance County Genealogical Society and we have some nice goody bags to give to all our participants.  And, if you've ever wanted to start your family history, we can help you get started!
No preregistration.  See you there!

August 18, 2011

Where Have You Been?

Bet you thought I'd disappeared for good...
No, still here.
But I've been struggling to finish up some other projects and entertaining some grandchildren as they wind down their summer vacation.

Here's a view of my list:
  1. I'm reading my book for September's book club meeting - The Book Thief by Markus Zusak.  It's considered junior fiction, but it is so engrossing.  I still have about a hundred pages to go and I'm taking discussion notes as I read.  The narrator is Death and the scene is Nazi Germany just before and during WW II.  The setting is a small town in Germany, Molching, where the Jews have been driven out.  But one Jew is hidden there, in the dank, cold basement of the book thief's home.  The book thief is a young girl who steals books, her most treasured possessions.  The book has so many levels and the descriptions of the sights and sounds and happenings in Molching are wonderful.  I am at a turning point in the story.  I am hoping the Jew will be safe from the inspecting Nazi officers...but I don't know...yet. 
  2. I just finished 22 pillowcases to send to ConKerr Cancer for pediatric cancer patients.  Today Gracie and I packaged each case individually and she named each one.  I hope they bring a smile to some children's faces.  Also managed to whip up three Christmas stockings for the tornado survivors - to be sent to Craft Hope. 

    I'm scheduled to give a talk at my genealogy society in September.  I have most all the research done and piled on the dining room table in some semblance of order, but I need to get my powerpoint together.  I've been putting it off.  But now the weeks are counting down, so as soon as school starts, that has to become a priority. 
4. We've been taking a few field trips in these last days before school starts.  We walked the canal trail at Independence and visited the fair this week.  I think we've hit all the parks in a 20 - 30 mile radius this summer.  It's a good thing that summer is ending because I'm running out of ideas!
    5. I'm working on a story about the next Ordway grandparents - Aaron and Susannah Ordway, gggg grandparents, who were originally from Vermont, but they worked their way into New York, then Pennsylvania and Ohio.  I've never found their burial place.  It is taking me awhile to piece together information we gathered in Warren, PA and Strafford and Tunbridge, VT.  Eventually the story will appear here!
So I am coming back with more family history soon.

August 8, 2011

Another Post With the Help of Two Guests

I'm going to leave the Ordways for this post and go back to the Delph family...just for now.

It was again my lucky day when another shirt-tail Delph/Ordway relative contacted me and surprised me with some great photos, too.  (Thanks, Sarah!)  They were just what was needed to enhance this next story from guest writer, Jim Delph.  Jim had written in an earlier post about some of his experiences with my great grandpa, Lem Ordway, and Lem’s son, Philip Ordway.  Here is a short continuation of that story:

Jim writes…
My Time With Phil Ordway and the Silo

Around 1949 or 1950, my dad hired the Malinta Silo Company to build a silo on the farm.  Phil Ordway, my first cousin, worked for the silo company.  I was about 14 and Phil was about 50.  It took several days to build the silo, and I was around the project a lot.  All the workers put up with me, especially Phil.  All the equipment, including a dump truck, would stay on our farm, and the workers would ride to work together.  This was again a ride to Malinta.
Phil Ordway and one of the Malinta silos

At least once, I stayed at Uncle George’s home (George Delph) to hang out with George Jr.  I liked to talk to Phil, too.  He had a lot of funny stories, some life lessons, and he talked about politics freely.  Phil Ordway was a Democrat to the core.  Remember, my Grandma Delph did not like Lincoln, and Aunt Sue liked Roosevelt. The New Deal had put electricity on remote farms like theirs.  Therefore, I was a Democrat also.  What does a 14 year old know?  What I didn’t tell Phil was that one time I took the company dump truck to see my friend, Jack McPherson.  It was a weekend and I was home alone.  I was lucky that no police saw me or other parents reported me. 

I didn’t get to see Phil much after the silo was built, but another job of his brought us together years later.  As a high school senior in 1954, I thought I wanted to be a teacher, but I wasn’t sure how I was going to pay for college.  An article in U.S. News & World Report said seniors would be drafted by the time they were 22 or 23.  The advice in the article was to get the military service out of the way and then go to school on the G.I. bill.  So when I turned 18, I told the draft board I was ready to be drafted and my brother Bob did the same.  We served in the Army from 1954-1956… In September of 1957, I started at BGSU, married and we had a son, all wonderful happenings, but the G.I. bill pay
of $120.00 a month fell short.  I picked up part time work where I could…

Some Wood County Democrats helped me get a job with the Ohio Highway Department.  My job was to deliver items from the Bowling Green headquarters to area county highway garages.  Phil Ordway worked at the Henry County Garage.  Michael Disalle was Ohio’s governor, so it paid to be a Democrat at that time.  I would get to see Phil most every day.  I even told him then about borrowing the Malinta Silo Company dump truck.  However, after that job ended, I didn’t see him much.  The last time was when his daughter, Phyllis, brought him to my sister’s home.