John Patrick Cannon -- Remembering The Forgotten Brother

52 Ancestors in 52 Weeks: Week 31 (BROTHER)

When my Ancestry DNA results arrived I was surprised to discover I had only trace amounts of Irish. My X2 great grandfather John (Con)Cannon (who was known as Jack) had been born in Ireland. With wife Edith May Lake he had three daughters. My great grandmother Nellie was their oldest. 


After I discovered that Nellie was not the biological child of Jack Cannon my lack of Irish DNA results made sense. On a quick look at the in-common matches of Nellie's sister's descendants & myself it looks like all three girls had different fathers. It's possible Nellie's sisters had the same father, but whether that was Jack I am not able to confirm with my current research. 


Nellie talked of her two younger sisters quite a bit. I remember hearing the stories as a child, and my mother told me some as well. 


When I began researching Nellie I discovered a lot of confusing records. I found that her parents were married quite a bit after the children were born. That Edith was married to at least one person before marrying Jack. 


While looking at birth records on the Manitoba Vital Stats webpage I discovered that Edith May Lake was listed as the mother, she was listed as married to the father, and all carried the Cannon last name from birth. Nellie's birth was registered shortly after her birth, but was amended later for reasons I haven't yet figured out.



More about these events in previous blog posts linked here:
When you're named after your NPE ~ Nellie May Cannon, June 9th 2019
&
Secrets Exposed - Still Working Out How the Deuchars & Lambs fit, January 15th 2019



I didn't know that Nellie had a younger brother that was born when she was 6, sister Kathleen was 4, and sister Florence was 2. John Patrick Cannon died as an infant. I am sad that their younger brother was never talked about, and was likely forgotten by all. As was typical from that era no one talked about babies who died or were born still. 

~

REMEMBERING

John Patrick Cannon 
born March 17th 1911 at the hospital in Winnipeg, Manitoba, Canada
passed away June 4th 1911 in Winnipeg, Manitoba, Canada
~

BIRTH REGISTRATION NUMBER: 1911,011555
DEATH REGISTRATION NUMBER: 1911,003307

I have no further information at this time about what happened to my great grandmother's only brother.


No one should be forgotten!







This is why I search - 



Cause ... 





You can pick your friends, but you can't pick your family you know!















***Any errors are my own. Please send me any updates or corrections via the comments at the bottom of this blog post***





Related Previous Blogs:

Somehow Related Blog Spot
Secrets Exposed - Still Working Out How the Deuchars & Lambs fit
https://somehowrelated.blogspot.com/2019/01/secrets-exposed-still-working-out-how.html

Somehow Related Blog Spot
When you're named after your NPE ~ Nellie May Cannon
https://somehowrelated.blogspot.com/2019/06/when-youre-named-after-your-npe-nellie.html



Sources:

Manitoba Vital Stats search page, John Patrick Cannon, Birth & Death information, 1911, Retrieved July 31st 2019 from
https://vitalstats.gov.mb.ca/Query.php




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Not So Easy ~ The Pie Strike

52 Ancestors in 52 Weeks: Week 30 (EASY)


This week's prompt of easy had me thinking about the discovery of famous folks in MY BRAMBLE BUSH FAMILY TREE that resulted in finding well researched family history that I could tap into. 


When I visited the Generations Cafe I saw the prompt with a picture of pie beside it, and my plans took a delicious turn.


I started thinking about the strawberry rhubarb pie my grandma made when I was young. I loved her pie, but the best part was when she would give us stalks of rhubarb and bowls of sugar to snack on while she made the pie. 

This got me to thinking about where food fits in our family history. How many family & personal memories are connected to food.


My mother gave me her handwritten recipe book from when she was first married to my father. She wanted me to have the recipe book because it had dad's granny's scone recipe in it. My paternal grandmother was born in Scotland. I believe the recipe below is her mother's recipe.

Mom's handwritten recipe book front cover, circa 1967

Mom's handwritten recipe book scone ingredients, circa 1967

Mom's handwritten recipe book scone instructions, circa 1967

As I looked through the recipe book I was flooded with memories about my mom, and the food she prepared. My mom died almost 4 1/2 years ago. I still think about her almost everyday. My mom was a fantastic cook. My parents were divorced when I was 8. One of the things my dad remembers fondly about my mom was her cooking. When dad comes for dinner I often cook the recipes my mom used to make. 


As I went through the pages of the recipe book I was surprised to find only one pie recipe which is rhubarb meringue. Mom was famous for her pies, but rhubarb meringue was never cooked by her to the best of my recollection.


Mom and my step dad lived in a small recreation community by the water. They had a large circle of friends. Mom's pies were loved by all, and she was always asked to bring pie to their gatherings. 


Every time I hear the story of the PIE STRIKE I giggle. 


They had a get together and someone besides mom brought a pie. My step dad ate a piece, and casually mentioned that it was as good as mom's. With a twinkle in her eye mom declared a pie strike. 


Dad had no idea what was about to begin. For the first few weeks he was amused by the strike. 


As the weeks went on he became less amused. Dad had a sweet tooth, and those famous strawberry rhubarb pies I mentioned earlier were made by his mom. Dad grew up on a farm in Ontario, and pie was a regular part of his childhood. Until the PIE STRIKE pie had been a regular part of his life as an adult too. 


Initially there wasn't too much of a crisis because mom always had a few unbaked pies in the freezer. Baking an already prepared pie was within dad's kitchen skills, but mom's crust was the best I have ever eaten so once those frozen pies were gone there was no more pie. 


As the weeks progressed, and mom started taking things other than pies to the local gatherings their friends started missing her pies. 


At some point an intervention was planned. 


One of the single guys (who really missed mom's pies) arranged to visit with the intent to mediate an end to the PIE STRIKE. He arrived with a 6 pack of beer, sat at the table, asked them to sit across from each other with him in the middle, and explained that everyone was tired of the PIE STRIKE so he was there to assist with negotiations. 


He first asked mom what happened explaining that dad would get his turn. Mom explained that dad had eaten the other person's pie and said it was as good as mom's. He then asked dad to explain. Dad said that what mom said was exactly right. 


The mediator looked dad in the eye and said "Man are you f**kin crazy? Why would you do that? You had all the delicious pie you could ever want, and you blew it with a single piece of pie you could never get more of. Now none of the rest of us get pie either. You gotta fix this!" 


It was clear that the mediator had chosen sides.  

The PIE STRIKE was averted.

Memories, family history and comfort food!

This is why I search - 

Cause ... 

You can pick your friends, but you can't pick your family you know!

***Any errors are my own. Please send me any updates or corrections via the comments at the bottom of this blog post***

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Amy Johnson Crow, 52 Ancestors in 52 Weeks Challenge
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Greatest Challenge ~ Being Present

52 Ancestors in 52 Weeks: Week 29 (CHALLENGING)


Many years ago I moved quite far away from the town I was raised in where I still have family & friends. Over the years I rarely went back to visit. After my mother died I went home to take care of her affairs. As I drove into town I was sad. I realized I hadn't been back after my stepdad died 5 years previously. If my mom wasn't a big enough draw for me to visit would I ever come back now that she wasn't there? 

BOB

When I returned home after settling mom's estate I cried. I knew I wouldn't be back. 


Last year my grandmother had a surgical procedure, and was not recovering as quickly as the family hoped. Family members were taking turns caring for grandma, and were all getting very tired. I decided to take mom's turn with grandma. 


As I drove over 5 mountain passes with mom's little dog I knew that I was heading out on a very challenging journey. I felt that going home was going to be super hard. Everywhere I would see reminders of my mom who I could no longer pretend was just very busy living life back home.


When we arrived at grandma's independent residence mom's dog knew exactly where to go. She and mom had spent lots of time at Grandma's apartment, and even stayed overnight. In the more than 3 years since she had been there she hadn't forgotten. As the two of us walked through the hallways and rode the elevator mom's little dog would pose and wait for the other residents to shower her with attention. Only a few left her disappointed. I felt like I was traveling with a rock star. It would take us a long time to get in and out of the building while we stopped and visited with folks that remembered her from previous visits with mom.


I had thought that caring for grandma, and traveling with mom's little dog would be challenging. It was not. Siska was a fantastic traveler. Being with grandma was healing. I took the time to cruise the main street where I had cruised as a teen after loading my car with friends. I reconnected with family and friends.  I realized that you can go home.


So what was challenging? 



Grandma has boxes of photos, documents, and artifacts. As a family researcher I couldn't wait to spend time digging through them. Grandma's memory is very good. I had plans to take photos of the photos with my cell phone and take notes. Each night I would bring something out, and grandma would start talking. I tried to take photos, but then I missed the stories. I tried to take notes, but became engrossed in her stories. 


My greatest challenge that week was simply being present. Not trying to collect photos, documents, and stories. Just listening while Grandma walked down memory lane. Watching her as she talked and reminisced while looking at photos left me with warm fuzzy feelings. Knowing that Grandma was over 90 years old, and I might never get a chance to collect her stories was hard. Just being present and connected was a gift I will never regret.


Grandma's recovery that week was amazing. The healing power of dogs is well known. For Grandma it was a tie to her precious daughter who had died. It was quite beautiful to see them together. When I was thanked for all I had done for grandma I let them know that I was simply Siska's wheels she was the true star of the moment. 


Knowing that I might never get a chance to get grandma's details to go with the photos, documents, and artifacts was made okay by the experience I had in reconnecting with my grandmother. 

Grandma with Siska

Making memories, but not collecting them!

This is why I search - 

Cause ... 

You can pick your friends, but you can't pick your family you know!

***Any errors are my own. Please send me any updates or corrections via the comments at the bottom of this blog post***

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Amy Johnson Crow, 52 Ancestors in 52 Weeks Challenge
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Bayes Family Reunion - Cousin Bait

52 Ancestors in 52 Weeks: Week 28 (REUNION)


In the summer of 1991 there was a Bayes family reunion that my branch of the family didn't attend. We did submit updated information for all of us that was included in the take away book created for that weekend.

Front Cover

A few years ago my mom's cousin's wife (yes it can get way more complicated than that list, and still I understand the connections) sent me three copies of the book. One for each of my sons and myself. 

Just after Christmas I made contact with a DNA match on Ancestry who was related through my Bayes family line. When I asked her for more information she replied that she honestly didn't know. She shared that her dad had moved away from the immediate family, and had lost track of them. I offered to mail her a copy of the Bayes family reunion booklet after finding her, her parents, and her grandparents listed in it.

After she received the book in the mail she sent me a heartfelt email explaining that her dad had been very emotional while he reattached to his family through the stories, drawings, and details.  I loved that I (and the relative who sent me the booklets) was a part of this moment for this branch of my family tree. 


The book outlines the descendants of Solomon & Artimissia* (nee Merrill) Bayes:

* sometimes spelled Artemissa

First page, followed by pages of details about each family member

comment or message me if you would like copies or more information

Artimesa (as spelled) death registry noting mother as Phoebe Lotrip (as spelled)

Solomon Bayes (August 31st 1885 ~ September 16th 1907)
Married - November 8th 1867
Artimissia (also spelled Artemissa) Merrill (June 1st 1842 ~ November 14th 1936)

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CHILDREN

Franklin Sheldon Bayes (January 20th 1869 ~ abt 1955
married -July 12th 1898
Mary Story (March 26th 1879 ~ abt 1911)
my X2 great grandparents
they had 5 daughters and 1 son (my great grandfather)

Franklin Bayes with great grandchildren: George, Florence & Margaret

Herman Leonard Bayes (October 1970 ~ unknown)
married - February 14th 1900
Annie Elizabeth Kohaelach (aka Kohelick) (August 1879 ~ unknown)
they had 3 sons and 1 daughter


Vida Blanche Bayes (July 5th 1875 ~ November 1966) ~
never married


Henry Ernest (Harry) Bayes (March 10th 1880 ~ November 9th 1971)
married - December 7th 1910
Annie May (Anna) Yabsley (June 22nd 1887 ~ July 1st 1982
they had 7 sons, raising 6 (one died as an infant)


Ethel Maude Bayes (August 13th 1882 ~ March 15th 1946
married - December 18th 1907
Leonard (Len) Carr (September 3rd 1885 ~ June 10th 1970)
they had 1 son and 1 daughter

Artemissa with daughters Ethel & Blanche (recorded on back)

Blogging as cousin bait!

This is why I search - 

Cause ... 

You can pick your friends, but you can't pick your family you know!

**** UPDATE ****

The bait worked - Within 24 hours I have three cousins who are now excitedly awaiting the reunion booklet copy they asked me to send them. 

***Any errors are my own. Please send me any updates or corrections via the comments at the bottom of this blog post***

Sources:

Bayes Family Reunion Booklet, July 27-28 1991 

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Amy Johnson Crow, 52 Ancestors in 52 Weeks Challenge
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Canada Burned the White House ~ Buchners Were Likely There

**** full disclosure -- I was out of town for most of the past week so this blog is short & sweet for the deadline to meet ****


52 Ancestors in 52 Weeks: Week 27 (INDEPENDENT)


I almost wrote about the Buchner family's role in the Burning of Washington for last week's prompt LEGEND, but decided to delay until this week's Independence Day.

When I first met my husband he told me that his ancestors had been a part of Canada burning the White House. At the time I hadn't heard about Canada burning the White House so did a bit of research. What I discovered was that Britain burned the White House toward the end of the War of 1812 with the assistance of Canada's Loyalists. The Buchner family had extensive Loyalist ties in Canada. 


I decided that focusing on the Canadian side of the American Independence Day week's blog was a perfect topic for this week's blog. 


My research indicates that there is a very good possibility that my  husband's ancestors were part of Britain's Burning of Washington on August 24th 1814. I haven't found the actual records to indicate the Buchners were there, but I have found many records of the Buchner family's involvement in the Battle of 1812. 


My husband shares his name with an ancestor whose land was the location of the 1814 Battle of Lundy's Lane. There is minimal chance the Buchners were not loyal to the Crown with their torches bright.  



Finding the truth in the family stories!

This is why I search - 

Cause ... 

You can pick your friends, but you can't pick your family you know!

***Any errors are my own. Please send me any updates or corrections via the comments at the bottom of this blog post***

Sources:

United States Senate, Art & History, Retrieved July 5th 2019 from  

https://www.senate.gov/artandhistory/history/common/generic/August_Burning_Washington.htm

The Canadian Encyclopedia, The Burning of Washington, Retrieved July 5th 2019 from https://www.thecanadianencyclopedia.ca/en/article/the-burning-of-washington

Canada's Historic Places, Buchner House, Retrieved July 7th 2019 from
https://www.historicplaces.ca/en/rep-reg/place-lieu.aspx?id=9749

Links:

Amy Johnson Crow, 52 Ancestors in 52 Weeks Challenge 
https://www.amyjohnsoncrow.com/

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