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Looking at My Roots

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Great x12 Grandparents (Beers)
John Bere 1501-?
Alice Nissell Beers 1502-?

Great x11 Grandparents (Beers)
John Bere 1555-1635 (seems many passed away in 1635)
Hester Selby Beers 1580-? (Several deaths from this time listed as 1921, so ?)

Great x10 Grandparents (Beers)
James Beers 1604-1635 Born Gravesend, Kent, England Died in England but Children born in Colonial America
Hester (Unknown Maiden Name) Beers 1595-1635

Great x9 Grandparents (Beers)
Anthony Beers 1626-1679 First Ancestor Born in Colonial America
Elizabeth (Unknown Maiden Name) Beers 1629-1689 Gravesend, Kent, England

Great x8 Grandparents (Beers)
Barnabas Beers 1656-? Colonial America
Elizabeth Wilcoxson 1667-1688

Great x7 Grandparents (Beers)
Josiah Beers 1700-1763 Born in Canada but family was from the colonies
Elizabeth Ufford Beers 1710-1783

Great x6 Grandparents (Boothby)
Christopher Boothby 1725-? Earliest Boothby record found so far
Sarah (Maiden Name Unknown) Boothby

Great x6 Grandparents (Beers)
Barnabas Beers 1720-1807
Sarah (Maiden Name Unknown) Beers ?

Great x5 Grandparents (Boothby)
William Boothby 1757-1831
Faith Porter Boothby 1755-1829

Great x5 Grandparents (Beers)
Joel Beers 1759-1801
Phoebe Osborn Beers 1769-1855

Great x4 Grandparents (Boothby)
Thomas Boothby 1786-1863
Mary Green Boothby 1795-1865

Great x4 Grandparents (Beers)
Stephen Nathan Beers 1798-1842
Phebe Salyer Beers 1804-1850

Great x3 Grandparents (Boothby)
Christopher Boothby 1826-1905 (Last one born in England)
Mary Garnus Boothby 1822-1886
Sarah Fatchett Boothby

Great x3 Grandparents – Great Grandma Beers’ Great (Henderson)
Robert Henderson ? Both from Hillwell, Dunrossness, Shetland, Scotland
Mary Stout ?

Great x3 Grandparents (Beers)
Seth Avery Beers 1827-1910
Elnora Elizabeth Philli Beers 1838-1918

Great x3 Grandparents (Means)
Samuel Means ?
Mary (?) Means ?

Great Great Grandparents (Boothby)
Robert Boothby 1863-1944 (First of our line born in the US)
(Mary) Lena Neal Boothby 1870-1929

Great Great Grandparents (Beers)
Milo Gilman Beers 1862-1931
Kate Braughner Beers 1870-?

Great Great Grandparents – Great Grandma Beers’ Parents (Henderson)
Henry Henderson 1865-1849 (Born Scotland)
Eva Ora Condit Henderson 1864-1839

Great Great Grandparents (Means)
Ensign K. Means 1862-?
Clara Hoffmaster Means ?

Great Grandparents (Boothby)
Alfred Benjamin Boothby 1894-1963
Sophia Hartliep Boothby 1896-1987

Great Grandparents (Beers)
Roy J. Beers 1889-1949
Mary Louisa Henderson Beers 1893-1984 (First directly related Henderson born in the US)

Great Grandparents (Blackadder)
Walter Patrick Blackadder ?
Agnes Marion Storrie Blackadder ?

Great Grandparents (Means)
Roy Deforest Means 1889-1966
Jane (or Jean) Crete Sharpe Means 1893-?

Grandparents (Boothby)
Arlin Alfred Boothby 1915-2009
Eleanor Beers Boothby 1919-2012

Grandparents (Means)
Wayne Harley Means 1922-2010
Margaret Wilhelmina Blackadder Means 1920-2008 (Born in Scotland)

 


Just notes I saved about stuff

 

CHRISTOPHER BOOTHBY.

PORTRAIT & BIOGRAPHICAL ALBUM OF CLINTON COUNTY, IOWA 1886 (CHAPMAN BROS.)

Containing full page portraits & biographical sketches of prominent and representative citizens of the county. (Also available on FHL film 1036331 Item 9)

(P. 660-661) CHRISTOPHER BOOTHBY. One of the prominent citizens, successful farmers and goodly land-owners of Deep Creek Township, is the gentleman whose name heads this biographical notice, residing on section 19. He is a self-made man in every respect the word implies, and by energy and perseverance, coupled with the active co-operation of his good helpmeet, has succeeded in securing a handsome competency. He is the owner of 640 acres of land, located on sections 19 and 20, Deep Creek Township, which have been acquired by hard, honest toil.

Mr. Boothby was born in England, March 2, 1825. His father, Thomas Boothby, a native of Lincolnshire, that country, was a poor man and a farmer by calling, and followed his vocation until his demise in his native land, which took place when he was about seventy-two years of age. Our subject’s mother was formerly a Miss Mary Green, born in the same shire as her husband, and also died about the same year. The parents had five sons and five daughters: Elizabeth became the wife of George Moore, and they both died in England; William departed this life at Cleveland, Ohio, where he had lived for many years, being by trade a ship carpenter; Hannah was married to Henry Toplin, and they are living in Lincolnshire, England; Lucy was united in marriage with Thomas Gibson in the mother country, and after the death of her husband married Benjamin Bryant, and is a resident of Jackson County, this State, where her second husband died; the next in order of birth is the subject of this notice; Thomas is living in Jackson County, and is a farmer by vocation; Robert died at Cleveland, Ohio; Sarah married Edward Kitchen and they are living in England; Faith became the wife of William Kitchen, a miller by trade, and a resident of Savanna, Ill.; John married Emma Shepherd, and is engaged in farming in Carroll County, Ill.

Christopher Boothby had but little advantages in the way of receiving an education, on account of being compelled to assist in the maintenance of the family from the time he was old enough to receive remuneration for his services. His parents were poor but honest, which was about all the education he received, except that of a practical nature. When our subject was but a boy he went forth to fight the battle of life single-handed and alone, and began as a farmer’s boy. He continued to work at that vocation for others until his marriage, which took place in Lincolnshire, in 1845, Miss Mary Garniss, a native of that shire, becoming his wife. She is the daughter of an English farmer, John Garniss, and was born Nov. 4, 1822. Her mother’s maiden name was Mary Raynard, born also in Lincolnshire. Mrs. Boothby of this notice remained with her parents until her marriage with our subject. She has become the mother of twelve children, three of whom are deceased, and all of the living are married except two: Mary is the wife of George Mundy, a farmer of Cherokee County, Iowa; Thomas is united in marriage with Ellen Fatchett, and is a successful farmer also residing in Cherokee County; William is a successful farmer and stock-raiser residing in Cherokee County and was married to Miss Hanna O’Neil; George married Elizabeth Waters, and is engaged in farming in Deep Creek Township; Fred was united in marriage with Kate Disher, and is engaged in farming in Cherokee County; Lucy married Mr. Wesley Bryant, also a farmer of that county; John was united in marriage with Lydia Ward and lives in Deep Creek Township; Robert resides on the old homestead, and, together with one of his brothers, cultivates the same, the brother being Martin. The deceased are Christopher, George and Franklin.

After marriage our subject continued to reside in his native land until April 4, 1854, when, hoping to better his financial condition in the free republic beyond the sea, he set sail for this country, arriving in New York City about the middle of the following May. He did not tarry in the crowded metropolis of the East, but pushed West, and on the 2d of June of that year arrived in this State and located at Sterling, Jackson County. In the neighborhood of that place he was engaged in farming “on shares” until 1865, when he came to Deep Creek Township and took up land, where he has since continued to reside. He owns 200 acres of his original purchase, and subsequently added another 200 to the same, and still later purchased 240 more, making a grand total of 640 acres that he owns in this county, and the major portion of which is under an advanced state of cultivation. A view of his residence is shown on another page of this work. The family are all members of the Methodist Episcopal Church, and are respected and honored citizens of the county. Politically Mr. B. is identified with the Republican party, and an earnest advocate of the principles which it advocates.

1880 Census Information

name: C. Boothby
residence: Deep Creek, Clinton, Iowa
birthdate: 1825
birthplace: England
relationship to head: Self
spouse’s name: Mary Boothby
spouse’s birthplace: England
father’s name:
father’s birthplace: England
mother’s name:
mother’s birthplace: England
race or color (expanded): White
ethnicity (standardized): American
gender: Male
martial status: Married
age (expanded): 55 years
occupation: Farmer
nara film number: T9-0334
page: 55
page character: B
entry number: 60
film number: 1254334
household Gender Age
C. Boothby M 55
spouse Mary Boothby F 56
child Frederick Boothby M 23
child Lucy Boothby F 21
child John Boothby M 19
child Robert Boothby M 17
child Martin Boothby M 15
Catherine Rowin F 19


Neal, Benjamin (b. 1823; d. 1903), farmer and drayman, Fonda, was a native of Richmond, Va. At fifteen he moved with his parents to Mason county, 111., where in 1854, he married Eunice Howe. In 1875, he became a resident of Pocahontas county, locating on a farm in the vicinity of Fonda. In 1884, he moved to Fonda, became a drayman and continued in that employment until bis decease at 75 In 1903. He was an industrious, honest and honorable man.

His family consisted of one son and seven daughters. Susan Jane In 1883, married Lewis Dlshoff, a farmer, aud lives In Greeley county, Neb. Charles E , a farmer, in 1885, married Clara ‘Wright and lives at Cherokee. Sarah C. in 1883, married Frank Messenger, a carpenter, lives at Fonda and has

five children. Lena married Robert Boothby, a farmer, and lives at Cherokee. Huldah in 1885, married Charles Woodward, a railroad agent, lives at Mount Vernon, S. D. L»dia, Hattie, and Viola May, a Fonda graduate (1899) and-teacber are at home.

1900 Census Information

Robert Boothby
titles:
residence: Amherst & Tilden Townships, Cherokee, Iowa
birth date: Jun 1863
birthplace: Iowa
relationship to head-of-household: Self
spouse name: Sena Boothby (Actually, it’s Lena)
spouse titles:
spouse birth place: Illinois
father name:
father titles:
father birthplace: England
mother name:
mother titles:
mother birthplace: England
race or color (expanded): White
head-of-household name:
gender: Male
marital status: Married
years married: 9
estimated marriage year: 1891
mother how many children:
number living children:
immigration year:
enumeration district: 0014
sheet number and letter: 2B
household id: 36
reference number: 62
gsu film number: 1240423
image number: 00462
Household Gender Age
Robert Boothby M
spouse Sena Boothby F (Actually, it’s Lena)
child Earl Boothby M
child Alferd Boothby M (Actually its Alfred)
child Arthur Boothby M
child Unice Boothby F
Ben Awenerson M


Alfred Benjamin Boothby
Birth: Mar. 3, 1894
Death: Apr. 4, 1963

SPOUSE: SOPHIA B.

Obit in The Correctionville News, 11 April 1963, page 1:

Alfred Benjamin Boothby, son of Robert and Lena Boothby, was born March 3, 1894, on a farm in Tilden Township, Cherokee County, Iowa, and passed away April 4, 1963, at his home following a heart attack at the age of 69 years. He married Sophia Hartliep on December 14, 1914. He farmed in Rock Township and in 1923 he and his family moved to Washta where he was employed the last twenty years with Simonsen Mill. Survivors include his wife, one son, Arlin of Correctionville, one daughter, Mrs. Joe (Arbie) Dessel of Cherokee, five brothers, Earl of Washta, Art of Denver, Colorado, Chris of Wheaton, Minnesota, Robert of Laurens and George of Chicago, Illinois, two sisters, Mrs. Henry (Eunice) Kuhrts of Correctionville and Mrs. Otto (Alice) Bruning of Quimby, seven grandchildren and two great grandchildren. Funeral services were held in the Methodist Church in Washta on Monday, April 8, at 2 p.m. with Rev. Max Paige officiating. Burial was in Sunset View Cemetery, Washta.


About Great Grandma & Grandpa Beers

Beers, Mary L.
b. 1893 d. 1984

Beers, Roy J.
b. 1889 d. 1949

778. Eva Ora8 Condit (Josiah7, William6, David5, Jabez4, Philip3, Peter2, John1 Cunditt) was born Jun 21, 1864 in Washington, IA, and died Aft. 1916 in Cushing, IA. She married Henry Henderson Dec 25, 1889. He was born Jun 24, 1865, and died Aft. 1916 in Cushing, IA.

Children of Eva Condit and Henry Henderson are:

1721 i. Mary L.9 Henderson, born Jul 16, 1893; died Aft. 1916 in Correctionville, IA. She married Roy J. Beers Dec 24, 1913; died Aft. 1916 in Correctionville, IA.
1722 ii. Francis J. Henderson, born Jul 8, 1895.
1723 iii. Elsie J. Henderson, born Apr 18, 1898.
1724 iv. George A. Henderson, born May 25, 1900.
1725 v. Caroline E. Henderson, born Jul 31, 1902.
1726 vi. Henry R. Henderson, born Sep 4, 1904.
1727 vii. Margaret R. Henderson, born Mar 3, 1907.
1728 viii. Howard C. Henderson, born Mar 31, 1908.
1729 ix. Clarence E. Henderson, born May 20, 1909; died Oct 1914.

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Pro Tour Austin Report: Stan Bessey Makes Day 2 in 1st Pro Tournament

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At 5-3 Stan is ranked 85th in the tournament with 15 points and an OMW of 59.02%

Stan made a “Boise State” start jumping out to a 4-0 lead, then fought it out to finish 5-3 on the day, qualifying for day 2 in his first Pro Tour tournament. The day ended with a little drama when at the end of the second game in round 8 Kasandra tweeted this: “Stan’s asking a judge question about Rite of Replication, and his opponent disappeared… can it be?” and then two minutes later: “STAN’S IN DAY 2! RITE OF REPLICATION KICKED ON ORAN RIEF SURVIVALIST! His opponent is PISSED. He stormed off!” Stan was slightly more subdued when he sent his update: GOT THERE!!! Kicked rite of [card]replication[/card] targeting [card]oran rief survivalist[/card] FTW

Round Player Country Player Country Winner Score_ Ranking_ W/L
1 Bessey, Stan USA Wright, Stuart ENG Bessey, Stan 2-1 112 1-0
2 Bessey, Stan USA Black, Samuel USA Bessey, Stan 2-1 88 2-0
3 Bessey, Stan USA Seaver, Ryan USA Bessey, Stan 2-1 47 3-0
4 Bessey, Stan USA Bursavich, Austin USA Bessey, Stan 2-0 16 4-0
5 Bessey, Stan USA Cortez, Paulo BRA Cortez, Paulo 0-2 23 4-1
6 Bessey, Stan USA Levy, Raphael FRA Levy, Raphael 1-2 61 4-2
7 Bessey, Stan USA Nakamura, Shuuhei JPN Nakamura, Shuuhei 1-2 110 4-3
8 Bessey, Stan USA Lebedowicz, Osyp USA Bessey, Stan 2-0 85 5-3
Day 2
9 Bessey, Stan USA Pend Pend Pend Pend Pend Pend

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Father of the Bride

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Yes, you read that right, Friday I was Father of the Bride. It was what I would categorize as a big moment celebrated in a small way, they were married at the courthouse and the reception was in my backyard.  We like things simple, a few family members there for the vows and then family and friends in our backyard to celebrate. Even the menu was simple, rib eye steaks or a burger or both if you like but few had that sort of room. Then the usual assortment of BBQ fare, salads, deviled eggs and of course for those that partake I had a porter and hard lemonade that I brewed, on tap.

The best part of the whole thing was the complete lack of stress, the bride and groom started relaxed and stayed that way the whole way through. If I had a nickel for every couple I’ve seen that was a stressed wreck going into their marriage I could buy a really good steak dinner and a cigar to follow. We’re too laid back for that sort of thing, had fun from the moment we gathered outside the courthouse until the last guest left the steak burn.

That’s the best way I think, joining two people is a celebration and that’s exactly what we did, celebrated. My finery was limited, tie, cowboy boots and of course my flaming cane, but since a few of my more evil friends will likely be reading this I will specify pants and a shirt as well. The groom was dressed similarly to me, sans cool cane, and the bride wore a pretty sundress. Simple, there wasn’t a single fitting appointment for the entire bunch.

If anyone is looking for a message from this, simple is best. No strain on bank accounts or nerves and no lack of laughter and smiles the whole day. Now if I could have convinced my son-in-law to shove the cake in her face, it would have been perfect. For those interested, there are pictures and video here.

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Roy Orbison and K-9 Soccer in the Wee Hours

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There comes a time now and then in the night when I’m jerked from a relatively decent slumber by pain in my legs, the feeling is something like when I had all four wisdom teeth pulled at once, a deep throbbing pain that is nature’s way of saying “get your butt out of bed and move!” So tonight or this morning, depending on how you look at it I was up before the chickens walking around to work out the kinks and reduce the swelling in my calves and knees.

So I sound myself listening to Roy Orbison through the ear buds and decided to crank up Roy Orbison and Friends: A Black and White Night, a little video as I pace is a handy thing, it distracts the mind and makes time pass a little easier. I come by my appreciation of all things Orbison genetically, from my Dad. He’d watch some of the most unusual shows if Roy was going to be on, Saturday Night Live (he wasn’t really a fan of the show,) SCTV (I didn’t know he knew it existed,) and of course things like Johnny Cash Specials or Johnny Carson’s Tonight Show, which wasn’t really a surprise at all.

You sat down and shut the hell up during an Orbison performance, lest you get the hairy eyeball, a look that told you doom was coming at the commercial if crap didn’t cease immediately. So we all shut up and I watched and the first thing that came through was the man’s vocal range (nearly 4 octaves I found out later in life) and then you started to catch the lyrics. If the world has produced a better balladeer I have yet to hear that person sing.

So, there I was, walking and sort of singing along. I say sort of because I have to be quiet lest I wake the whole house, well that’s one other person, and have her chastise my thoughtlessness. I also say sort of because I have a fraction of an octave range that dooms me to sing along with Junior Brown and Tennesee Ernie Ford, background bits for Sha Na Na and very little else, you don’t find many bass lead vocals, especially for those that torture musical scales.

Quiet singing leads to a little pep in the step when Ooby Dooby came on, and that’s when I notice my faithful canine watching my feet with interest, I’m danger close to his tennis ball. My dog Pepper and a tennis ball are a party waiting to happen, kick the ball at him and he’ll do amazing athletic feats to stop it, then roll it back to you across the room with amazing accuracy for more. Most of that should read in the past tense, sadly, he’s 12 now and his health isn’t the best; he’s thin and tires easy, stiff and slow when he used to be a tireless ball of energy in a mixed black lab and border collie package. He once got loose at my daughter’s soccer practice and it too the whole team 15 minutes to get the ball away from him, and the coach swore it was the best conditioning drill he’d found yet.

Tonight he watched my feet with the attention a rattlesnake gives the unsuspecting field mouse before it strikes, and my foot flicks the ball toward him. He’s up and its back to me a moment later and he’s poised like a spring. My feet continue to move in what I call dancing and some might refer to as a vertical seizure and after a few feints I flick it back, not hard anymore, and not trying to get it past him and there it comes back again and the eyes are still on me, his tensed frame responding slightly to every movement and feint but he’s on the ball, literally, with every flick.

We play for a few songs and I call it a game and he returns to his nap, looking quite pleased with himself and the knots are finally working out of my own legs. There’s no relationship quite like the one you’ll have with your dog, ready to play when you are, ready to sprawl on the couch with you, there with a twinkle in their eye when you’ve had a bad day. There’s a special place in heaven for dogs, of this I’m sure, and it’s full of tennis balls, and I’m sure Roy drops by now and then to play a set and a few encores for them.

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