Porch Swings, Fireflies, and Jelly Jars: MRS. T.R. GALT ILL

Sunday, February 14, 2016

MRS. T.R. GALT ILL

© Kathy Duncan, 2016

This tidbit regarding Florence May (Brown) Galt was found by googling her husband Thomas Resin Galt's name. For this I used just his initials, so the google search was for T.R. Galt. The notice is, in fact, about her and not him. Women for a large portion of the twentieth century were mostly referred to by their husbands' names.

Apparently, she had taken ill while on a visit to New Mexico, possibly to visit one of her children - daughter Beulah Frances (Galt) Graham was living in New Mexico at the time. She had become so ill that Thomas, who had not accompanied her, went to New Mexico to bring her home to Hale Center, Texas. She died less than five months later and is buried in the Hale Center Cemetery.

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Michelle Ganus TaggartFebruary 22, 2016 at 4:29 PM
You had a nice interview on "May I Introduce to You," at GeneaBloggers today and I was glad to learn about you and your blog. You have done a beautiful job!
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kdduncanFebruary 24, 2016 at 6:22 PM
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My favorite memories from childhood include visits to my grandparents in East Texas. At dusk we'd run around my grandparent's yard, catching fireflies and putting them in jelly jars. When darkness descended, we'd return to the porch. It was a special treat to sit in the porch swing. Inevitably, the adults would launch into family stories of Pink Kelley's brush with Sherman's troops, of Great Uncle Hood Brown's tragic death, and of the Kelley family's wagon trip to Texas, among many others. The stars on those nights were magical.

I began my genealogy research in the summer of 1975, less than a month after my high school graduation. When I married in 1983, I started researching my husband's family as well. I was fortunate to start this hobby as a youngster because it gave me an opportunity to correspond with researchers who are long gone; to ask questions of family members -although not enough, never enough; and travel a bit. The result is a lot of information. I've come to the realization that I will probably never be able to afford to publish, so this is my publication.

This blog contains a mixture of information on my husband's family and mine. I've expanded into a second blog called Flimsies and Frippery with the intention of focusing on quilts and dolls, but I have several historical research entries there with more planned, which is why I don't get more quilting done.

Ultimately, genealogy is my passion. This is where I plan to record family stories, research adventures and misadventures, and those serendipitous moments that happen out of the blue. You should be warned that I have a bad habit of going back and adding information and links to individual entries, so it is beneficial to check back often if there is a family of particular interest to you. If you wander in and discover that you are a cousin, please contact me.

Since many younger family members who are new to genealogy are starting to contact me about their ancestors, I've started adding family trees to help them see how everyone is connected. The trees are divided between my family and my husband's. You will find them below under the label's Family Trees - My Husband's Side and Family Trees - My Family's Side.

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