tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14850326716142646382012-02-10T16:47:56.307-05:00....Research, reminiscences, and photos. The family history of Joy and Michael Hall.JLS Hallhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11779539758815705415noreply@blogger.comBlogger111100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1485032671614264638.post-65670923007853784062013-01-26T17:23:00.001-05:002011-08-22T14:38:16.434-04:00

Welcome to the weblog of Joy and Michael Hall, displaced Texans, living in Alexandria, Virginia. Joy will tell you that she feels like a native Virginian as well as a native Texan, as her ancestors started out in Virginia back before the American Revolution (but that's a story for another day). Some of the Texas family surnames we're researching are Banta, Bishop, Fest, Grohman, Hall, Horn,

jlshallnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1485032671614264638.post-51899883188620421452009-10-19T14:00:00.000-04:002011-04-30T09:40:38.018-04:00

Today is my mother-in-law's 85th birthday. We weren't able to make the trek to Texas this year, to celebrate with her, but we did manage to get down there last year for her 84th. The second photo here was taken then. In the first shot she was about five years old, so it dates from around 1929-30. Quite a cutie, wasn't she?I'm very fortunate in that she and I have always gotten along really

jlshallnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1485032671614264638.post-88603442453049243812009-10-06T12:30:00.000-04:002011-04-30T09:47:20.979-04:00

For some reason, September and October are important months in my family and my husband’s as well. Lots of birthdays, anniversaries and death dates in those two months. So in honor of all the October events, I’m putting up a couple of family photos today.The first is a very fuzzy copy of an old cabinet card. The lady in the picture is my husband’s (maternal) great-grandmother, Louisa Matilda

jlshallnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1485032671614264638.post-76122722393310448052009-08-18T08:55:00.001-04:002011-08-22T13:08:53.427-04:00

Today's photo is a snap of my great-grandmother, Maud Beatrice Palmer (or Beatrice Maud – nobody’s really sure which name was supposed to be first or middle), circa 1903. She’s the short young woman on the right, and would have been about 19 or 20 at the time. The photo was passed on to me by my mother who didn’t really know anything about the other women in the picture. But it’s likely the woman

jlshallnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1485032671614264638.post-2051158274375024962009-08-10T17:23:00.002-04:002009-08-10T17:26:29.315-04:00

Well, it's a little late, but I thought in honor of his birthday, I'd put up a photo of my husband's maternal grandfather, Milton Lee Horn. He was born August 9th, 1898, in San Antonio, Texas.And yes, I said grandfather. In spite of the fancy duds, he was definitely male. Probably around two years old in this photo, he really doesn't look too happy about the ruffles and lace, does he?Grandpa Horn

jlshallnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1485032671614264638.post-44527512610343866952009-07-20T11:46:00.002-04:002009-07-20T11:49:48.085-04:00

When my husband's grandmother died, she left a wonderful collection of photos behind. And as I was the only one in the family who had any interest in genealogy or family history research, I inherited most of them. And this morning when I was looking around for some photo that would be appropriate for the month of July, this one caught my eye.This is a snapshot of M's great-grandparents, Henry and

jlshallnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1485032671614264638.post-58488378870484783222009-07-13T12:22:00.000-04:002009-07-13T12:23:12.146-04:00

Well, these photos are really not exactly random. For my first Random Photo Monday post in quite a while, I'm putting up a couple of family shots. Both taken during World War II – my father in his Navy whites (with the sun in his eyes, darn it!), and M's stepdad in his Army uniform. Handsome dudes, weren't they?The strange thing is that both were born in the month of October, and both died in the

jlshallnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1485032671614264638.post-76866933902938510392009-05-25T00:01:00.002-04:002009-07-13T15:41:19.630-04:00

In honor of her birthday on May 25th, I'm putting up a photo of my great-great-grandparents, Rebecca and John Ross Palmer.Well, to be totally accurate, May 25th is only one of several possible dates I have for her birth. I really don't know much about her, aside from her death date and that she and John were married in 1866 in Texas.They had fourteen children, my great-grandmother being number

jlshallnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1485032671614264638.post-12805511155377500732009-04-24T00:01:00.001-04:002011-04-30T09:26:17.365-04:00

Not my family this time. This is actually a photo of the family of my husband's (maternal) grandmother - she's the tiny girl, third from the right, holding a large baby doll. She was born April 24, 1905, and would have been about 5 years old here.Her mother, Louisa, is to her left. Her father, Henry Fest, stands in the center of the shot. The other young people are three of her four older

jlshallnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1485032671614264638.post-13214116676072733872009-03-22T00:01:00.000-04:002009-07-13T12:32:22.824-04:00

Looking back over my family history files, I noticed that my great-grandfather died March 22, 1942 – sixty-seven years ago this month. I never met him or my great-grandmother (my father's grandparents); they both died before I was born.This is a (not very clear) photo of the two of them with all their children, taken sometime around late 1905. Most of the pictures I have of my father's family

jlshallnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1485032671614264638.post-87778002711648404862009-02-25T08:48:00.001-05:002009-02-25T08:50:23.046-05:00

This would have been my parents' 67th wedding anniversary. I wanted to put up a photo in honor of the day, so I went searching through my albums. I knew I wouldn't find a wedding photo because there weren't any. My mom and dad were married in 1942, two months after the bombing of Pearl Harbor and just before my father enlisted in the Navy. It was a sudden decision, with the ceremony performed at

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