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knoxcotn-digest Wednesday, May 24 2000 Volume 01 : Number 094
---------------------------------------------------------------------- Date: Sat, 20 May 2000 20:50:20 -0600 From: "Mary Guffey" <maryg@mcn.net> Subject: [KnoxCoTN] Knox Co. Hello, I am new to this list. My husbands gggrandmother was a widow when she married his gggrandfather. Her name was Sarah (Sally) Scantling and Scantling was the name of her deceased husband. I know that her oldest daughter from her marriage to Scantling was born in Knoxville, Knox Co. Tenn on March 25, 1811. Her name was Mary Little Scantling. They later moved to Indiana. Does anyone have any suggestions on places I can write to for information about this family when they were in Knoxville? I would appreciate any help. Mary Guffey ------------------------------ Date: Mon, 22 May 2000 13:04:16 -0700 From: "Billie R. McNamara" <knox@tngenweb.org> Subject: [KnoxCoTN] Jump-starting list discussions Chip Brown and I don't always agree politically <g>, but he made some good suggestions on our TNGenWeb project list for getting discussions going on lists that are kinda dormant. I thought I'd share -- anybody want to throw out a topic? ========================================================= All lists slow down a bit this time of the year. I know I don't want to spend time at the puter' when it's nice out. My lists are a bit informal. When the list gets slow I'll toss out a topic like "Favorite childhood memory." The list then starts discussing their childhoods, and old times they remember. Pretty soon, someone will mention a neighbor who is a family member of someone on the list. The questions start and whammo the genealogy is going again. The list managers that don't allow discussions of old stories, moon pies, and old times, are really missing out. It may not seem like genealogy, but it ends up there. We take ourselves too serious. Face it folks, but for the slim occasion of discovery, genealogy is as dull as watching grandma shuck corn. I know we're not A&E or The Discovery Channel, but we're still in the entertainment business. I'll be nobody on your list does genealogy for a living. It's a hobby, keep them interested! Just like those old illness terms I talked about the other day. I can send those through my list when it's slow and start an avalanch of participation. My other suggestion is to have a guest speaker from time to time to either address your list, or set up a chatroom for your list. Good luck, and I would also like to hear other's suggestions for this. ------------------------------ Date: Wed, 24 May 2000 20:05:19 -0700 From: "Billie R. McNamara" <knox@tngenweb.org> Subject: [KnoxCoTN] Memorial Day thoughts Some serious considerations sent to me by my cyberbuddy -- and Viet Nam vet - -- Athol Foster. I want to thank all our vets, especially those we remember on this coming Monday. ======================================================================= DEFENDING AMERICA BY DAVID H. HACKWORTH 23 May 2000 "LEST WE FORGET" Another Memorial Day is upon us. Not that it's that big a deal to most Americans, who don't seem to understand what this holiday is all about. But for combat veterans and their families it's a day of reflection, a time to honor fallen comrades. As the years pass, M-Day's taken on an even more special meaning for me. Old pals who back in their young and foolish days were brave mud soldiers are checking out faster than I want to count. Almost every week now I get the word that another brother's gone. Sometimes it's a phone call in the middle of the night, a letter or an obituary piece I've been sent about a friend I fought alongside. Each death notice brings pain. Some bring tears. All bring reflection that dials up the face of a brother I grew to love a long time ago. A love born from terrible strife where we had the searing privilege of getting to know each other as few men ever do. Back then, we thought we were damned to be the chosen few. But now, so many years later, we know the truth: It was the defining and most challenging period of our lives. Together, we saw the elephant. On the battlefield there's no faking it. A guy is either a good man who'd die before letting his brothers down or a dud the outfit figures out how to unload. You get to join The Brotherhood only if you're trusted, only because you've earned the respect of the other elephant hunters. For me, after the shock wears off from hearing the bad news, reason sets in: "Eventually everyone's going out feet first. My old friend just beat me by a few ticks." Next, the process seems to move quickly to the good times shared and why my pal was so special and why his memory won't disappear until I do. Then I'm ringing a brother, giving him word of the death, and we start in with the old "Remember when ..." jazz, retelling all the fun stuff about our fallen mate. We never dwell on the horror or go to the dark side of the moon. Maybe that's how we keep it together and move on. Another thought that always comes front and center in my head is why did Frank or Billy or Phil die now and not me? This was the question we all silently asked ourselves back on the battlefield when a comrade didn't get up after a fight. It didn't seem fair then, and it doesn't now. But whoever said this crap game called life was fair? The loved ones of World War II and the Korean vets are hearing "Taps" played at funerals at the rate of almost 2,000 a day, and now the Vietnam vets are stepping up for their turn at the death plate. The combat-vet dying business has become a boom industry and will continue to roar for the next couple of decades until the ranks are exhausted. And by then, M-Day might have morphed further into a meaningless extended-weekend party no longer even momentarily interrupted by glimpses of flags or sound bites from politicians jawing some insincere patriotic gobbledygook. Only the still-serving and families and friends of the departed will still care about what our warriors went through, the sacrifices they made. Seems like we're almost there now. Liberty and the good life are so taken for granted that few folks can be bothered to spend M-Day remembering -- honoring those who died so we could be free to do our thing. No one's had to buy a freedom ticket for a long time, and the living's easy. Minimum wage, Social Security, a college degree -- all that good American stuff -- are there pretty much for the asking. No price of admission paid. No respect for those who did pay. Just gimme gimme gimme. I'm afraid one of these days soon some fast operator will come along and try to change Memorial Day into something else. You know, a name change due to a new sponsor. Hope you'll kill that ignoble idea quick smart and that you'll visit a Veterans Home this week and tell those valiant men and women you haven't forgotten their sacrifices. ------------------------------ Date: Wed, 24 May 2000 20:41:51 -0700 From: "Billie R. McNamara" <knox@tngenweb.org> Subject: [KnoxCoTN] Mailing list get-together For those still able to check their e-mail <g>... We'll be getting together at the Knoxville Hilton at 5 p.m., following my lecture "Beam Me Up, Scotty" (on effective use of e-mail in genealogy research). I don't know the room, but it will be in the program. ------------------------------ Date: Wed, 24 May 2000 20:47:04 -0700 From: "Billie R. McNamara" <knox@tngenweb.org> Subject: [KnoxCoTN] Friday night late-night in Knoxville If you're up and at 'em around 10-10:30 Friday night, be sure to come to the Fairbanks Roasting Room, which is just a couple of blocks from the Hilton downtown. You'll find some familiar faces (well, names anyway <g>), sipping designer coffee and eating scrumptious desserts. This isn't an official function of the Southeastern Genealogy Conference weekend, so those who live in the area but won't be able to attend the conference can join the informal Fairbanks bunch. If you're coming to the conference, be sure to bring your name tag to wear in the restaurant, so we'll be able to spot you. But, remember to always take your name tags off when you're walking around on the street -- people use those as a way to catch you off guard and grab your purse or other untoward things. If you're not registered for the conference, write your name on a napkin and tuck it in your collar <just kidding grin>. When you get to the restaurant, just ask for Robert and the genealogy group. I believe they'll be holding a table or two for us. ------------------------------ Date: Wed, 24 May 2000 20:48:37 -0700 From: Betty B Osborne <betty@ellijay.com> (by way of "Billie R. McNamara" <knox@tngenweb.org>) Subject: [KnoxCoTN] Margaret Davis Hi, Does anybody have any info on the Margaret Davis who married Robert Armstrong Houston in 1794? Thank you, Betty ------------------------------ Date: Wed, 24 May 2000 20:50:44 -0700 From: "Jeanne M. Bornefeld" <jeanneb@fwi.com> (by way of "Billie R. McNamara" <knox@tngenweb.org>) Subject: [KnoxCoTN] Confusion: Cherokee ethnicity listed various ways O.K. I'll bite. At the 1st Families Reunion and Conference, maybe next year add a jam session of dulcimers and companion instruments like the gut bucket, pickin' stick, psaltry, hammered dulcimer, and the like? Probably a lot of us play. I also have a question for the people that have early, before 1796 people, I had never thought the date of departure from East Tn. was significant, but maybe it is because it is the date of the 1817 Treaty and someone of them is Cherokee if not both. Such a blind line I have. Their granddaughter is Cherokee, but I cannot determine who she got the heritage from. Family papers state Cherokee and I have a photo of her portrait. Her sister is listed as Black in the murder trial of the person who took her in after her parents disappeared. She is white on the census. Anybody else have these problems?
"Billie R. McNamara" wrote: > > Chip Brown and I don't always agree politically <g>, but he made some good > suggestions on our TNGenWeb project list for getting discussions going on > lists that are kinda dormant. > > I thought I'd share -- anybody want to throw out a topic? ------------------------------ End of knoxcotn-digest V1 #94 ***************************** |