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My Daddy and His Brothers and Sisters

Leon Fremont Richards
Born in the tiny community of Peaster, my daddy was the second child in a family of eleven children. The phrase "ecking out" a living by farming comes to mind when I think of the children and my grandparents on their rented place in Parker County. They were very poor, but that was not uncommon in those days here in Texas. Daddy was the oldest son. He had a sister who was born on March 22, 1915 and I'm sure she and Daddy had a grand time playing with one another. Iwanda died when she was but six years old. I do not know why she died, but there is a large photo of the two of them which hung in a guest bedroom of Daddy's house for years and it appears that she may have had Down's Syndrome. The photograph in it's original and unusual frame is still lovingly cared for by one of my sisters.

Leon Richards & Iwanda Richards Circa 1918 My grandparents moved around from farm to farm and I'm sure as the children all came along they worked ver…

"Happy 101" Award for Genealogy Traces

There are so many dear, sweet folks I've met through blogging about my family genealogy! Three of them have been so kind as to give me this "sweet" award called "Happy 101" to recognize Genealogy Traces and Tennessee Memories.


I first heard from Debbie Blanton at  Blanton Family Roots and Branches and then Taylorstales-Genealogy dropped by with hers. I also heard from Robin Cordell-Inge who writes Where I Come From. Over at Tennessee Memories, Janice Tracy, author of Mississippi Memories and six other very interesting blogs, left her "sweet" comments! Thanks to all of you. I appreciate it, and you all make me happy!


If you receive this award you are asked to list 10 things that make you happy and list 10 blogs you would like to share it with.


10 Things that Make me Happy! 
Laughter of my sisters
Reading about Texas
Research
My kids and grandkids
Sunny Days
Music (all kinds)
Collecting Glass
Walking through cemeteries with a camera and notebook
Movies
Iced Tea &qu…

A Volunteer Historian

It wasn't the reward that mattered or the recognition you might harvest. It was your depth of commitment, your quality of service, the product of your devotion -- these were the things that counted in life. When you gave purely, the honor was in giving, and that was honor enough.
--Captain Scott O'Grady

The Creative Gene has given us a topic for the 1st Carnival of Genealogy of 2010 - that of Volunteerism.

I have been negligent in keeping up with the COG and my own vow to contribute to all the carnivals. I now realize that it is too much to ask of myself to turn in a submission for each one. But I especially liked this one because I have just this past year taken on a volunteer job that I believe is worthy of my time and energies, and I’d like to tell you about it.

In 1984, the old High School in my home town was threatened with demolition. This wonderful structure that was part of so many of our lives for decades was saved due to the tremendous efforts of a group of concerned …