Yesterday, I decided to take my little dog, Archie, for a walk.
He rarely gets any exercise….and I have decided we both need it. So we have started walking. He is blind. He has no eyes. He had only one eye when I adopted him. He was an abused dog, someone had poked something in his eye and dumped him at a pound. Then he ran into a porch post, detached the retina in his good eye, and had to have it removed. It is a very sad story, because you just could hardly ask for a more loving, well mannered dog. Being blind hardly seems to bother him. He is happy and loves to be with me. He is always willing to go wherever I go. I am his seeing eye person. He wears a harness, so I can control him better. He seems to weave back and forth smelling the ground . His legs are about 4 inches long and he must take at least 20 steps to my every one. You have to be careful not to trip over him. He has learned the “stop” command and he stops in his tracks because he knows he is about to fall off of or run into something.
I have been trying to put my old photos into scrapbooks and organize my stories and family tree notes into notebooks. Several years ago I had purchased on Ebay an envelope full of old Winslow photos. They were actually a family, one old grade school photo and one old photo of the depot. Some of the photos were taken by Charles W. Bee, a photographer in Winslow. I thought they were such a great find. But I didn’t know who the people were. My former neighbor told me who some of them were and who I should talk to, but I just never seemed to do anything with it. So I decided last week I was giving them to this lady. She at least knew who these people were. My kids would look at them someday and say “why did mom keep these pictures of people she didn’t even know?” I just think photos and heirlooms belong with their loved ones anyway. So I scanned them and packed them up. Now Archie and I were on a mission.
The lady we were to see was home and she told me who the people were and a little about them. The three baby pictures were of Ruby Williams. Others were her sisters, Titania (I love this name) and Norena. Some were of Ruby’s mother’s folks, The Hamiltons. Ruby had no children.
All three sisters were schoolteachers. Their family made and sold buggy whips. They used to take their buggy all the way to Louisville to sell their whips. Their grandfather was a Civil War veteran. Ruby had given this lady his discharge certificate for her to give to her son, along with other family heirlooms because Ruby just had no one to pass them on to.
I really enjoyed that visit. I now knew something about the people in the photos and had returned them to a lovely lady who cared. Some of the photos she did not keep and I still have them. I wanted to see if I could find more information about them. What better place than the cemetery? Usually families are buried together and you can very easily piece together who belongs to who. This family’s graves were found very close to Union Street, practically right across the road from the Baptist Church.
Today I left Archie at home when I walked up the hill on East Street to Oak Hill Cemetery. The last time I took him, he really had a hard time with the tall grass, the heat and the bugs. I am going to have to find a solution to that. I like to take him along. It is good for him and he seems to enjoy it. As funny as it might look, I was thinking of a yard sale baby buggy and putting a mosquito net over it. Since the process of the grave cleanup and restoration planning has moved right along, I am ready to start working on that cemetery when my son goes back to Iraq from his leave next week. So if you see some funny looking cart of equipment and an eccentric woman up there with a little buff blind dog in a baby buggy, well, that would be me!
I found their graves, the Hamilton’s and the William’s buried together. When I took the photos, it made them seem more real, knowing a little bit about their lives.
This is the grave of Lon and Tina Hamilton Williams. Lon was listed as Alonzo in the earlier census sheets. Tina’s mother, Emma lived with them after her father, John died. Tina was born in Martin County, Indiana.
Tina’s brother, Louis, had two sons, Ollie and Orval.
Louis’s son, Orval, apparently was a top newspaper boy at the Old Southern Railroad (Air Line) Depot. I found this article on Ancestry.com on the family that I am contacting to see if they would want the rest of the photos. Ruby had a photo of the depot and a newspaper boy was in the photo. I thought it was just random, but after reading this article and seeing his photos, I think it may be him selling his papers and that is why Ruby had the photo.
I also post my photos online at:
www.findagrave.com . I am still on the hunt for the Hamilton family to return the photos I have left. I am contacting the Hamilton ancestors on Ancestry.com and will make contact through that website. Isn’t the internet the most wonderful invention?