❀ Moms Aprons ❀



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Mom's Apron

We can go back until the end of time when there were Aprons. My 1st glance was in the Home. Then I saw them everywhere. On the Pilgrims. In Art. 

Aprons that resonate with me the most were during Slavery. 

Child birth. The big house. The fields.

Those aprons have many stories to tell.....


Just like my Mom and the Womenfolk before her and her and her. 

I mostly remember Mom had her "everyday" ones or her "good" ones she used for Church Socials. Doily fancy ones for Company. She had one place for them in a special drawer only for aprons and clean fresh brand new kitchen towels. 


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Mom. Jan,1970.

This was taken in 1970. Mom was 47. She was dealing with a 2 year old, Me. This is The House that Built Me

She looks tired this day. I'm sure I had some part of it. I don't know how she did it? Day in, day out. 24 hours a day, 7 Days a week. She was suppose to be all alone with Daddy enjoying being a empty nester, with visiting Grandchildren. Not raising one.



I had my eyes, nose, hands and face wiped with those Aprons. Ive seen them take out hot sweet potato pies from the oven. I've seen them in the Garden helping to hold the bounties of fresh vegetables. Squash, Peppers, Beans and Peas and such.





Then there is my Grandma Lillian Mary Johnson Sweigard!

Even Grandma Lil had a Apron. I'm so glad Mom saved this for me. 

I noticed everything in the background. I cherish this photo. I was only 3 when Grandma Lillian died. So I have no memory. These few and rare photos I have of her are so precious to me.  



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Grandma Lillian Mary Johnson Sweigard. July,1971.






When I went in the Army I earned my own Apron


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My Army Apron
Since I'm a Granny now. Lovingly called "Nannie". I will pass this tradition on to her. I will let her see me in my Apron. Comfort her and wipe her tears or a smudge on her face. Just like my Mom did for me. 

I have Mom's Aprons saved for Pudding for when she starts a family in the far future. 



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Moms saved Apron for Pudding

When Mom and Daddy passed away. We started in the kitchen. Going through the cabinets. I knew that drawer was filled with her most cherished items. 

Aprons were just one.....

Those Aprons were a source of comfort to me. With smells of fresh baked something or just the smell of all that good comes from Mother Earth.


Mom's Aprons


Just a NoTe To MyseLF.....


Jerusalem Baptist Church ✝

Photos from Research Trip to 
Houston County

Warner Robins, Georgia.

 October, 2014.

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Jerusalem Baptist Church 



I hit the ground running after a 6 hour drive.

No time to waste. I had much to do. Thankfully my Son home from Korea at the time could take time to go with me and help me with these Photos and Drive his Momma around Georgia and Alabama for 5 days. It was a special bonding time as well. We got to eat what we wanted and where. Stayed up late. We laughed and had deep conversations. I just plain got to be a Momma with no interruptions or expectations.

Plus he got to see what his Momma does! Life after Military!
  
Usually I have to do these Research Trips alone and it's hard to get photos and such the way you want, when by yourself.






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Cornerstone of the Church







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Church Sign  






Church Grounds Keeper 
Deacon Curtis Turner



Google Map 


As you can see. Time and Time again, what the meaning of "The Church" has to me and my Family. 
This is our 2nd Family Church. Established in 1879. Named Jerusalem Baptist. Warner Robins, Georgia. 
Pastored by my Cousin Rev. Kelson Brooks

Granddaddy Ike Ivery's sons Abe, John and Prophet were settled over in these parts. This is where they started as men.
 The 1st one is Mt. Coney Missionary Baptist Church in Bullock County, Midway, Alabama, where Granddaddy Ike helped get built in 1865. 

It always amazes me when I take these trips, how so much has grown and been built around Warner Robins. Our family Church is still on it's holy ground since 1879. I wonder why the Church cemetery is a few miles off, inside of a subdivision? Why not on the Church grounds? 

I often think back on all those years how it use to be.......Don't you? 

Let me know if you any Suggestions on what to do next?



Things I need to get done: 

1:  Deed 
2: Get a update on the Church History from Lisa
3: Obtain older photos
4: Get information on Joppa's Temple #180







My True Roots. "A Quote". For Genealogy.



"Today we "Bask in Our Ancestor's Light".


For Tomorrow the REAL WORK begins"...







A ™Quote by:

True Lewis


™ To only be used from the expressed written/oral permission of the Author, True Lewis of 
     My True Roots

National Black Hymn: "Lift Every Voice & Sing".





Lift Every Voice



Lift Every Voice by the Wardlow Brothers on YouTube





      Lift every voice and sing

      Till Earth and Heaven ring,

   Ring with the harmonies of Liberty;

      Let our rejoicing rise,

      High as the listening skies,

   Let it resound loud as the rolling sea.

Sing a song full of the faith that the dark past has taught us,

Sing a song full of the hope that the present has brought us,

   Facing the rising sun of our new day begun,

   Let us march on till victory is won.



      Stony the road we trod,

      Bitter the chastening rod,

   Felt in the days when hope unborn had died;

      Yet with a steady beat,

      Have not our weary feet

   Come to the place for which our fathers sighed?

We have come over a way that with tears has been watered,

We have come treading our path through the blood of the slaughtered,

   Out from the gloomy past, till now we stand at last

   Where the white gleam of our bright star is cast.





      God of our weary years,

      God of our silent tears,

   Thou who hast brought us thus far on the way;

      Thou who has by Thy might

      Led us into the light,

   Keep us forever in the path, we pray.

Lest our feet stray from the places, our God, where we met Thee,

Lest our hearts, drunk with the wine of the world, forget Thee,

   Shadowed beneath Thy hand, may we forever stand,

   True to our God, true to our native land.





Written: In 1899 as a Poem by James Weldon Johnson.
 His Brother John Rosamund Johnson penned it to music.  
On the occasion for Pres. Lincoln's birthday on February 12, 1900.

In 1919 the NAACP adopted it as it's Negro National Anthem for the plight and cry as affirmation and their liberation as a people. 

Daniel Mark Watson ● Ivy Mae's Brother Dies Tragically.


Daniel "Mark" Watson


Sweet little boy Daniel is known to the family as Mark

He was Born October 9th, 1905 
Cumberland County. Newville. Pa.

He Died on  June 23, 1908 
 West Pennsboro, Pa.

He was 2 years - 7 months - 14 Days.

Cause of Death
Drowned in Creek (Accidentally) 


Cousin Pam
Daniel "Mark" Watson 


Daniel Mark was Baby Ivy's Brother

Remember her fate with the Coffee Cup Steam?


Cousin Pam
Ivy Mae Watson







Cousin Pam
Daniel Mark Watson - Death Certificate





I can't imagine the Pain of losing a child. Let alone 2 children, just merely babies in a short period of time. Cousin Elmer and Mary Elizabeth must of been thrown into the prongs of Grief for quite some time. It had to be heavy laden all of the burden they had to carry for the rest of their Lives. I just don't know or want to assume about their Grief

There's a old song. One Day, We'll be Together! comes to mind.

Daniel "Mark" missed being on a census so we will have to look other places for clues. For instance the Newspaper of the Day in Cumberland County, West Pennsboro, Pa. 
I would be reminisced if I didn't Thank my Cousin Pam . She contributes and makes sure we have the correct information. She provides support and research. I'm glad to have her as my 2nd pair of eyes on our Family History

She has been to Prospect Hill in 2012 when the Headstone wasn't there. We will look into why?She took so many photos, got us a map and  shared with all the Watson's. There are many of us on Ancestry

We all have a pretty good repertoire. 






~Genealogical Sketch~


Lillian is my Grandmother.

She was born October 30th, 1905. She was the same age as Daniel. I wonder did she play with her 1st cousin?

Her Mom; Cora Agnes is Sister to Elmer











Mark and Ivy Resting with their Parents



I'll be back with followups.

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 Sleep in Heavenly Peace,

 Cousin Daniel Mark.....

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