52 weeks of Personal Genealogy Restaurants

52 Weeks of  Personal Genealogy   Restaurants

When very small we basically ate at home or a relatives home this was war time and rationing and I can recall asking even for a drink of water and being told we have to wait until we got home.
 My Aunt worked in that store and she rescued me with a small glass of water. I was told to make sure I drank it all.

 After the war we still did not eat out like people of today. We moved to the home were Mom died at in January, late summer of 1948.  It had a very well known Italian Restaurant in it. Presidents and Dignitaries have eaten there. The local garage had a cafe beside it and we also could get a sandwich there and a shake or a float. These events were treat times. Extra good grades, enough money to cover the eating out of five of us at that time, was very important.

When relatives from out of state came Dad generally tried to get them up to the local well known restaurant
if they wanted to try Italian food or could eat it.This happened maybe once a year.
When I rode to town for school, which was half my school years, when I became a teen, my sis and I could stop at the Petaluma French Bakery and get a pastry to eat once a week while waiting for Dad to get off at the feed mill . It was some of the best pastries I have ever eaten. It is no longer there.

But the big treat would be if we all went to town to get groceries and supplies Dad would take us over to
Chandler's that was across the street from the Bakery and next door to the grocery store.
I loved a HOT ROAST BEEF SANDWICH.  I still love a good hot roast beef Sandwich.  My second favorite food was a good hamburger, not the stuff in many stores today but ground round and onions and lettuce and tomatoe and pickles. I had my salad on my hamburger. Today I like a Buffalo Burger.

I generally had a root beer float to go with that sandwich. Or depending on funds just a root beer, and there were times when a glass of water was all we could afford.

By this time Sasparilla (Sarsaparilla) had about disappeared from the restaurants and cafe's. Mother loved that drink. She still would drink a small glass of root beer or have a root beer float until she passed.
Dad and the rest of us had root beer if we could.

 Of course, Chandler's is no longer there either. I ate many hot roast beef sandwiches with my pregnancies.

 The restaurant in town where we lived I actually worked at one fall after I moved back home and was married. I could write a book about the experiences I had there. Great owners, great renters and a wild, mixed bunch of people as customers.  I waited also on Dignitaries and Presidents of other countries.

 Dinucci's is the name of the restaurant in Valley Ford, Ca.  If you drive up Highway 1, you can stop in Valley Ford, Ca and enjoy an awesome Italian meal.  I went to school with this family and my children went to school with the great grandchildren.  They are Never open on Monday's as far as I recall. But do large events or used to. Largest I waited on was 120. We were packed wall to wall. A story in itself.

Sarsaparilla is a root that is boiled and a drink is made it is much in flavor as a root beer but milder or softer in taste.  This plant is a vine and dominately grown in Mexico and South America today.

Sanford Huffman/Hoffman and Daniel Warden CW Veterans Mom's Family

U.S. Civil War Soldiers, 1861-1865

Name:	Sanford Huffman
Side:	Union
Regiment State/Origin:	West Virginia
Regiment Name:	6 W. Va. Inf.
Regiment Name Expanded:	6th Regiment, West Virginia Infantry
Company:	N
Rank In:	Private
Rank In Expanded:	Private
Rank Out:	Private
Rank Out Expanded:	Private
Alternate Name:	Sanford/Hoffman
Film Number:	M507 roll 6

U.S. Civil War Soldiers, 1861-1865

Name:	Daniel Warden
Side:	Union
Regiment State/Origin:	Iowa
Regiment Name:	23 Iowa Infantry
Regiment Name Expanded:	23rd Regiment, Iowa Infantry
Company:	B
Rank In:	Private
Rank In Expanded:	Private
Rank Out:	Private
Rank Out Expanded:	Private
Film Number:	M541 roll 27

Sanford Huffman/Hoffman was born in Greene Co. PA married Rachel Plants daughter of George Plantz/Plants. He was in the war and worked as a Lay Minister with the unit at times. He continued being a Lay Minister after his leaving service and moving to Iowa. He is my Mother's Great Grandfather.

He was born 24 Nov 1814 and died 17 June 1903. Rachel died the year Mom was born. 

Daniel Warden was married to Mary J Langdon, both born in Ohio, both died in Iowa as near as we can learn.  His daughter Ella married Cornelius Scott we believe in Iowa. I have data but I have not been given proof so stated as above. They were my Grandma Inez Scott Hoffman's parents.

I know very little about him.  I have heard lots of rumors but no facts so far.

I did a write up on Sanford earlier regarding his deployment and where he served.  

Blog a DUDE RANCH, Yes I am Greybull, Wyo.

I just learned that the place I spent my early years of life is now a DUDE RANCH. This big
busy Cattle Ranch has adapted to a new way of letting the younger generation experience an older life style.
  I am so excited I have to share the link with you all.  When my Godparents passed away I did not hear from much of this family except when I would go to Mom's in Northern CA and contact one of their sons.

He is no longer in the phone book and I am so excited to see what some of the family did to the ranch.

Even more fun is that I learned of this event via a friend of  my daughter's class mate.  She has attended my classes in Lemon Grove for doing research.

 I wish Mom could be alive to know what has happened to the place she worked on with my Dad.

 I wonder if they still supply meat to the Boys Town in Nebraska? There are so many questions I want to ask them.

 Last time I was on this ranch was in 1958 the year I graduated from High School.

 Check it out and enjoy the pictures that they have posted.


http://www.thehideout.com/wyoming-guest-ranch-history.htm

Challenges, challenges for Genealogists ?

Challenges, O yes we are constantly being tossed a challenge or two in our genealogical research tour.

Randy Seaver wants us to create new lingo snips to use in our researching adventure.
His theme last night was,"You might be a Genealogist If-----"
we fill in the blanks.

So here goes some of mine.
You might be a Genealogist if you can not sleep when you found something new.

 You might be a Genealogist if meeting new people requires restraint from saying,
 "Where is your family from and what are your surnames".

 You might be a Genealogist if you watch people at meetings for family traits or features.

 You might be a Genealogist if you go to a book store and can hardly leave a book behind that
 seems to be calling your name.

 You might be a Genealogist if you sleep weird hours.

  You might be a Genealogist if you are following Randy's blog about Saturday Night Fun.

  You might be a Genealogist if your reading this blog.

   You might be a Genealogist if your bugging your family to do Ydna or Mtdna.

    You just might be a Genealogist via your genes.

Heater is On, Rain may be Gone Poland Weather for sure.

Genealogy time, since the weather is fowl weather kind.  The heater kicked on and we are all setting around in jackets. Sounds a bit odd for April in San Diego.  Snow on them their distant hills I am told.
I could not see them this morning for all the heavy dense clouds.

Heading to Santee this is what we did see. Alas my camera at my feet and couldn't record this unusual weather treat.

Over the distant hill was a massive thunderhead formed beautiful in stature and in size.  The weird experience was about two thirds the way down the thunderhead there appeared a straited cloud that looked like Saturn's rings.  It literally wrapped around the thunderhead and looked like it was trying to control the massive cloud.  It would have been fun to fly over and see if it went all the way around.  The types of clouds were definitely not the same and how did it get strung out so thin and like a Saturn ring?

I love nature and the sights that it makes. This was a picture I had truly wanted to take but by the time I had gotten the young one to work area and back up the  hill for a stop to shot the formation had changed.

So in future I will keep camera by my side for my rider to take pictures.

The sky was filled with lots of interesting clouds and drifting formations.  I could have spent the entire day outside if the air not so cold and the air not so wet at times.

I attended a Genealogy event in La Mesa after I left Santee. Was a very interesting day over all.
Seen friends afterwards and checked out my sons yard. It has matured very nicely.

We learned about Polish timelines and rulers and disappearances.  So if you were born there and next week another country controlled you were you then a Russian not a Polish person?

6 April was Tartan Day

6 April was Tartan Day.
An event that Congress made to recognize Scotland's immigrants in helping to settle early America.

9 March  2005 The House of Representatives unanimously adopted House Resolution 41,
which designates 6 April of each year as  "National Tartan Day".

April 4, 2011, Monday the day of the beginning of the End

The Beginning of the End.

 No, I do not know why that is what my brain said to post. But I gather I can comment on it to no end.

 Such as the End of What?  The Beginning of What?

 Today I ended therapy for neck, back and shoulders since accident in November. So tomorrow I start a new day of therapy only at home. So that was a beginning and an end.

 I received Trust papers from Estate and it also signifies the Beginning of the End.

 Today was a grandson's Birthday which signifies the new beginning of another year older for a male teenager.  The last year of the other age is gone. Not to be brought back for us to do again.

 Last week a step grandson ended being a teen. Yes, he then began being in his 20's.

 It seems if you look around you every day there is a ending and a beginning to many things.

 This even applies to Genealogy.

 If you find the information you are looking for you are then ending a search. Then it requires  you to start
 new search for more information.

 If you take a picture of the sky today, tomorrows will be different, again the end of another day that began.

 Did you end you dinner and think of starting the meal for tomorrow? It seems we spend our life beginning ending things, if you think about it.

 Dad used to say," don't put off to tomorrow what you can do today".  Now that is a twist on the ending and the beginning of things.

Fearless Females - Words of Wisdom

Words of Wisdom from My Mom

Mother was full of words of wisdom, If your going to do the job, do it right.
Never tackle something half way, put your all into it or don't do it.

Admit when you have made a Mistake.  Her theory was it takes a bigger person to admit wrong than one who let it slide. I  concur with that. We are human we can error.

On those two notes: Here is a couple things that happened. I stepped on a 16 penny nail in a board, since I could not move with out putting nail through foot and the pig wanted his food. I fed the pig and the weight of lifting the bucket run the nail through top of foot. But then I was able to walk with board on my foot to the house so she could take me to Dr for repair. NO, I tried to pull it off but it did not come off. Do you know how long a 16 penny nail is?

Mother had a similair  experience with a nail and fence post. She  snagged finger on nail on post with barbed wire. In attempting to extract it we ended up sawing the post and taking her to the hospital.

Her comment to the Dr because I took her was. "Well, if you going to do something do it all the way."

Words of Wisdom from my Grandmothers

Grandma Scott Hoffman was a very stern appearing human to me. Mother tells such a different story.
She told her daughter: "Well, if the neighbors are going to talk, at least I know where the rumor came from."  She felt it was more fun to give the neighbors something to talk about which then they didn't because  it was no fun.

Grandma Foulk Jones Norris was proud of her heritage and always told us to watch for the things Nature and God gave us.  Her Grandmother taught her to watch for herbs and plants that would help to keep the family well. She taught some of this to me. I wish I could remember more of them than I do.
Her Grandmother was 1/2 Indian but she also had Indian on the father's side also.
She taught me many ways to deal with colds, coughs, flu and other things and generally they work.
Hello Chicken Soup, Onion Poultices etc.