Friday, May 30, 2014

My 3rd Blogiversary!

Image courtesy of Microsoft Office Images.

Just like that and now this blog turns 3! Who knew I had so much to write about. Oh wait, the ancestors knew and they have been good to send me hints along the way of this ever amazing journey. I want to thank everyone who has supported this blog. It has been an absolute joy writing and I do sure hope you will continue to follow. 

Just in case you missed any, here are some of my favorite posts from this past year. 

A Little Boy's Story

Not So Wordless Wednesday: You Never Know When The Tears Will Come

December 26th

52 Ancestors in 52 Weeks #1: Caroline Ellison Bryant

And Then...That Was When I Felt It

Something About Me Saturday: Apple Picking With The Family

A Tale Of Two Tenors --Part one

A Tale Of Two Tenors --Part two

Military and Mappy Monday: Harold Murrell's National Guard Enlistment Card

Where Were They?!

52 Ancestors: #11 --Annie Taylor Mitchell --The Heart Of A Family

The Book Of Me: Prompt 20 --The Feeling Of Home

Yesterday Was A Good Day!

The Wonder Of Wandering

Okay, I have to stop now otherwise this list will just keep going on and on. Each one of my posts are my little babies so it's hard to just single out a few. Anyway, thanks again everyone for your reading!

Thursday, May 29, 2014

Finding Comfort In The Earth

Yesterday, I started the day off not really feeling like my best self and then I heard the news that we all know now that Dr. Maya Angelou had passed away. I read it online and kind of put it aside because I had housework to do and an appointment to quickly get ready for. I was already anxious and then I had this added sadness that I had to quickly push aside so I could go about getting my day going. I didn't feel right. I went to my appointment, felt the anxiety had subsided but there was that sadness I had pushed aside. Somehow after visiting with a friend, I found myself looking at flowers and vegetables over at my local Lowe's store. I felt the need to plant, to return something to the earth so I picked several vegetable plants and a tray of of marigolds (marigolds to keep the critters away.)

When my kids got off the school bus, they became my assistants and quickly we weeded out the garden, tilled the soil and got to planting. When my hands touched the cool moist earth something relaxed in me. At last I could feel some of the sadness subside. Working the earth became my therapy. I started to breathe easier and let in the joy of the moment. I saw this wonderful time spent with my kids. By nurturing these little plants, I was nurturing my kids. They were learning a life lesson. Always return to the earth. Always grow. Always rise. 

And so Maya you rise and are now among the ancestors. Rest in peace Mother, Sister, Friend, and Teacher.

52 Ancestors: #16 Sarah Jane Harris Whitney --My Maternal 2nd Great Grandmother

I am participating in the 52 Ancestors in 52 Weeks Challenge put forth by Amy Johnson Crow of the blog No Story Too Small. If you aren't familiar with the challenge be sure to check out her blog.

Last week I featured my 2nd great grandfather Samuel Whitney on this blog for my 52 Ancestors post. It seemed appropriate to follow up with his wife and my 2nd great grandmother, Sarah J Harris Whitney, this week.

Image courtesy of Wikipedia {{subst:User:Dbenbenn/clm|county=Jones County|state=North Carolina|type=county}}
Jones County, NC is noted in red.

This is what I know of her life so far. According to her death certificate, she was born in Jones County, NC on October 11, 1866 however, an entry in the family bible which I featured here on this blog in 2012 shows her year of birth was 1859.

Image from the Whitney/Harrison family bible.

This 1870 and 1880 Federal censuses seem to corroborate the entry found in the family bible so 1859 is the year I have chosen to go along with. Her parents were a Bristow/Brister Harris and Amy Brown who resided in New Bern, NC after the Civil War. Here's the family group listed in the 1870 and 1880 Federal Censuses. 

Image courtesy of
"United States Census, 1870," index and images, FamilySearch ( : accessed 28 May 2014), Sarah A Harris in household of Bristow Harris, North Carolina, United States; citing p. 29, family 288, NARA microfilm publication M593, FHL microfilm 000552631.

Image courtesy of 
Source Information: and The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. 
1880 United States Federal Census [database on-line]. Source Citation: Year: 1880; Census Place: New Berne, Craven, North Carolina; Roll: 959; 
Family History Film: 1254959; Page: 292C; Enumeration District: 043; Image: 0753.

Sarah married Samuel Whitney on August 8, 1883 in New Bern, NC. From this union, a number 8 children were born. Early on in my research, I knew from the 1900 census that my 2nd great grandparents had lost 2 kids prior to 1900. I didn't find out until a couple of years ago when I had a chance to review through the family bible the names of those who had died.

Children of Sarah Jane Harris Whitney and Samuel Whitney:

Bristor F Whitney (June 20, 1884--died same day)
Samuel David Whitney (November 3, 1885--March 12, 1957)
Johnny Edward Whitney (May 16, 1887--September 1888)
Johney H Whitney (September 27, 1888--unknown)
George W Whitney (January 2, 1891--unknown)
Benjamin William Whitney (November 3, 1893--February 1970)
Amey Ularah Whitney Pearson (May 12, 1896--September 7, 1913)
Carrie Ethel Whitney Harrison (October 11, 1897--August 1, 1939) --my great grandmother

Source Information: 1930 United States Federal Census [database on-line]. Provo, UT, USA: Operations Inc, 2002.Source Citation: Year: 1930; Census Place: New Bern, Craven, North Carolina; Roll: 1683; Page: 5A; Enumeration District: 0019; Image: 953.0; FHL microfilm: 2341417.

She worked as a laundress and raised her family on the land that she, her husband and mother purchased in New Bern in July 1883. She remained on that same land even after her husband Samuel passed away in 1916. She was a loving mother and grandmother and assisted her daughter Carrie Whitney Harrison with the raising of her kids. My great grandmother Carrie would go on to eventually inherit the house at 10 Brown's Alley (now 709 Hatties Lane) from her mother.

Sarah Jane Harris Whitney died from a cerebral hemorrhage on September 12, 1937. She's buried at Greenwood Cemetery in New Bern, NC.

To see more of the Whitney/Harrison family bible, take a look at these posts:

Amanuensis Monday: The Whitney/Harrison Family Bible--Part one

Amanuensis Monday: The Whitney/Harrison Family Bible--Part two

Amanuensis Monday: The Whitney/Harrison Bible--Part three

Sunday, May 25, 2014

The Book Of Me: Prompt 34 --Easter Memories

If you are not familiar with this wonderful project that was created by Julie Goucher of the Angler's Rest blog, please refer to this link:

This week's prompt is - Easter Memories

What does Easter Mean to you?

A religious event?
The first main break (in the UK) since Christmas and New Year
A more general Spring/Autumn event
Easter Bunnies
Where ever you are, and however you celebrate (or not) Easter, have a great four day break and spend time doing the things you love with the people you love!

Easter means candy! I know that's terrible that that's the first thing I think of but it is honest. All my childhood memories revolve around the anticipation of getting that oh so glorious Easter basket filled with delicious treats.  When I was a child, my mother would fill our baskets with colored eggs, jelly beans, chocolate eggs, and Peeps (yellow of course). If it was an especially good year, she would include some min-candy bars, like Hershey's or Nestle's Crunch.

When I was little, Easter also meant dressing up and going to church. I would need to go out and shop with my mother a couple of weeks in advance to ensure we could find a pair of black patent leather shoes that would fit my ever growing feet. God bless my mom. She would have to go from one end of Green Acres shopping mall in Valley Stream, LI to the other end. Usually, by the time we we approached the last of the shoe stores was when miraculously, the perfect pair of shoes appeared.  Then, I would need an Easter hat. My maternal grandmother was old school and you had to have a hat for Easter Sunday. No excuses. The dress was usually the easiest part to find but getting that too could be a production. I am making a mental note to tell my mother thank you again for all she did for me and my brother when it came to getting ready for special occasions. 

Oh my goodness, I almost forgot about the chocolate Easter bunny. Our baskets wouldn't be complete without a large chocolate bunny nestled cozily inside. My brother and I weren't allowed to eat the whole bunny at once. We had to be satisfied with eating a piece each day so it usually took a week before a whole bunny would be gone.

Here are a few Easter flashbacks.

Me and my brother
Easter 1976

My brother 
Easter 1981

Easter 1982

My brother and I again.
Easter 1983

Wednesday, May 21, 2014

52 Ancestors: #15 Samuel Whitney --Who Or What What Were You Driving Around?

I am participating in the 52 Ancestors in 52 Weeks Challenge put forth by Amy Johnson Crow of the blog No Story Too Small. If you aren't familiar with the challenge be sure to check out her blog.

Recently, I found a couple mentions of my 2nd great grandfather, Samuel Whitney, in old New Bern, NC newspapers that got me wondering, who or what was he driving around in his wagon? I should probably give a little background information on the man first before I show the articles so here goes. 

Samuel Whitney was the father to my great grandmother Carrie Ethel Whitney Harrison. According to his death certificate, he was born October 1856 in Hyde County, NC.  He lived there in his youth but by 1883 was residing in New Bern, Craven County, NC. 
I know this because he, his future wife, and mother in law purchased land in the Dryborough area of the city in July of that year.

To see a copy of that deed, check out my post Samuel Whitney Makes A Purchase.

"North Carolina, County Marriages, 1762-1979 ," index and images, FamilySearch : accessed 20 May 2014),  Samuel Whitney and Sarah Harris, 08 Aug 1883; citing Craven, North Carolina, United States; FHL microfilm 000288302.
Image courtesy of

Samuel Whitney married Sarah Jane Harris on August 8, 1883. Samuel and Sarah would raise 6 children on the land that they had purchased.  The address they resided at would go on to be named 10 Brown's Alley in the city of New Bern. 

One of the coolest experiences I've had in my life, was paging through the Whitney/Harrison family bible and seeing Samuel's own handwriting. There's just something about an experience like that that brings you closer to understanding and knowing your ancestors. I started to picture in my mind what he was like. I saw a family man and someone who was spiritual. I envisioned Samuel as being rather industrious and that he was a good provider for his family.

My 2nd great grandfather's occupation was a drayman. A dray is a low heavy cart used for carrying goods usually pulled by horses, mules, or oxen. I knew from my family's oral history that Samuel delivered seafood into New Bern. Now, lets take a look at those newspaper articles I came across recently.

New Berne Weekly Journal, 1 December 1903, Page 4

New Berne Weekly Journal, 27 December 1905, Page 4

Sam Whitney...Who or what were you driving around to be getting yourself in this mess? 

Okay, okay. This is a perfect example of why one has to keep an open mind when researching your ancestors. They were people and as we all know, people are not perfect. There have been times in my life where I have been in the wrong place at the wrong time or hanging out perhaps with the wrong people. Sometimes, stuff goes down. Enough said. LOL!

Sunday, May 18, 2014

The Book Of Me: Prompt 33 --Regrets

If you are not familiar with this wonderful project that was created by Julie Goucher of the Angler's Rest blog, please refer to this link:

This week's prompt is - Regrets

Big Regrets
I should (or not) have bought that large purchase
Small Regrets
I should (or not) have had that thick shake at MacDonalds
Miscellaneous Regrets

Big Regrets:

I am not much for regrets but there is one thing I do regret that that has been on my mind since my childhood. The summer before I turned 10 years old, my family moved from Cambria Heights, Queens, NY to Lake Ronkonkoma out on Long Island. I don't regret the move at all. It was probably the best decision my mom and dad made regarding giving their kids a better education and also an opportunity to have a "real childhood." We moved to a place where we didn't have to have bars on the windows, I could ride my bike freely around the neighborhood and my mom wouldn't have to be panicked about who might steal my bike or who would try and run me over. The move was definitely, a good thing ... a real good thing. The thing I have regretted all these years was not telling a neighborhood friend that I was moving. 

I don't remember her last name but I do remember her first name was Nicole. She lived in a house towards one of the ends of the block. Oh hey, this is where Google Maps comes in handy.

Image courtesy of Google Images.
Picture of what I think was Nicole's house.

I think this was the house she lived in. I remember I would hang out at her house and play sometimes. We played with dolls and she even had a Holly Hobbie Oven where you could bake little cakes in it that I absolutely fell in love with. She was a really sweet girl. I just didn't know how to tell her I was moving. I didn't want her to be sad and I didn't want to be sad and the thought of telling her just seemed too overwhelming at the time. 

Picture from my 9th birthday party.
From left to right --My school friend Imani, me in the back, my cousin Nicole, and my friend Nicole who I didn't tell I was moving. 

Small Regrets:

I regret eating that extra piece of blueberry pie after dinner tonight. It was just so tasty though.

I think in general, I regret not asking my grandparents more about what it was like when they were growing up. So many stories lost. (Sigh.) Perhaps they will visit me in my sleep and help me break through my genealogy brick walls. 

Friday, May 16, 2014

Friday Funny: Harold Berel? Really!..No Really?!!

Okay, I have been all over the place lately with my research, finding a new nugget here and then finding a new nugget there. I am seriously in the throws of a Genealogy ADD run, where I can't get my brain to focus on one family line. Instead of fighting it, I have decided to just go with it, since it has been productive at finding new morsels.

Two nights ago I was working on looking up information on a cousin of my paternal grandfather Harold Murrell and lo and behold I saw something that blew my mind.  In an upcoming post, I will share my connection to the Cheesman family but for now take a look at this.

"United States Census, 1930," index and images, FamilySearch ( : accessed 16 May 2014), Harold Berel in household of Herbert Cheesman, Manhattan (Districts 1001-1249), New York, New York, United States; citing enumeration district (ED) 1020, sheet 20B, family 614, NARA microfilm publication T626, roll 1577.

I was looking for information on a a Herbert Cheesman who was from Barbados originally but was living in New York City in 1930 and I came across this Federal Census entry. I looked down the list of names in the household and stopped at the name "Harold Berel."  My eyes panned right and saw that "Harold Berel" was originally from Barbados just like Herbert. His occupation was a "wringer" at a laundry. That's when I realized what I was looking at. I had found my grandpa Harold in the 1930 census.

My grandfather came to the U.S in 1927 and settled in New York City. I knew he had worked at a place called the Morgan Laundry and that's where he met his future wife and my grandmother, Ethel Smith Murrell.  Previously, I had found him in the 1940 Federal Census and in the New York, Passenger Lists, 1820-1957 database on Now I knew why I couldn't find him in 1930. They had spelled his last name B-E-R-E-L. His last name was Murrell. Harold Berel?! Really! No, really?!

Two nights ago I was working on looking up information on a cousin of my paternal grandfather Harold Murrell and lo and behold I saw something that blew my mind.  In an upcoming post, I will share my connection to the Cheesman family but for now take a look at this.

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Wednesday, May 14, 2014

Wordless Wednesday: Mother's Day Treasures and Some Things Just Don't Change

My favorite thing about mother's day is the wonderful handmade treasures my kids make. When I receive them, I can feel all the love, energy and effort that went into making them. These things make every part of my being smile and feel so loved. Here are this year's treasures. 

This card my beautiful daughter made me:

This is a coupon book she made. The coupons are for help with chores around the house, pedicure, etc.

My son's card with our happy family:

The other morning my little boy woke up before everyone else in the house. He curled up on the couch and went back to sleep.

Some things just don't change.

Tuesday, May 13, 2014

Amanuensis Monday on Tuesday: Alfred Mitchell --Deed #4

If you missed my other posts that show the deeds of my 2nd great grand uncle Alfred Mitchell, here are the links:

Amanuensis Monday on Tuesday: Alfred Mitchell --Deeds #1 & #2

Amanuensis Monday on Tuesday: Alfred Mitchell --Deed #3

No matter how I seem to plan I can't seem to get my Amanuensis Monday post out on Monday. Ugghh! Oh well. Here we go with it on Tuesday again.

This particular deed is from January 1918 and shows a transfer of land from Mr and Mrs. C. K. Hancock, David and Mary Sampson, and Mrs. Rosa Jones to Alfred Mitchell. Mary Sampson and Rosa Jones were Alfred's sisters.

State of North Carolina, Craven County.

     This Deed, Made this           day of January 1918
C. K. Hancock and wife,          Hancock, David Sampson and wife, Mary Sampson, of Craven County, State of North Carolina and Rosa Jones.

of   Carteret          County and State of North Carolina of the first part, to  ------ Alfred Mitchell------
of Craven          County and State of North Carolina of the second part:
     Witnesseth, That said parties of the first part for and in consideration of 
          Five           Dollars, to them paid by said party of the second part, the receipt of which is hereby acknowledged, have bargained and sold, and by these presents does bargain, sell and convey to said party of the second part   his   heirs, a certain tract or parcel of land in Craven County, State of North Carolina, adjoining the lands of Alfred Mitchell and C. K. Hancock,           and others, bounded as follows, viz:  

          On the West side of the Main Road leading from New Bern to Beaufort and about half way between Riverdale and Croatan Stations on the A.& N.C.R.R. and being one third of the land formerly owned by Mortimer Mitchell, who bought the same from Betty Williams and being particularly described as follows:  

          Beginning at a point in Bryan Ives and Alfred Mitchell's line, distant on a course S 37° 45' W 20 poles from where said line crosses the Western edge of the above mentioned Mair Road and runs from thence with said Ives' line S 37° 45' W 23 and 1/10 poles to C.K. Hancock's line; thence with said line S 27° 45' E 1,325 feet to School-House Branch; thence up and with the various courses of said Branch to Alfred Mitchell's line; thence with said line N 28° W 102 poles to the beginning, containing 13.33 acres more or less. 
          The said tract of land was originally surveyed in March, 1913 by E. H. Hill, and the division or West line was surveyed by B. M. Potter, C. E. , on Jan.14, 1918, to which said dates the magnetic courses above given refer.   

     To have and to hold the aforesaid tract or parcel of land, and all privileges and appurtenances thereto belonging to the said party of the second part   his   heirs and assigns in fee simple, forever.
     And the said parties of the part for their   heirs, executors and administrators, covenants with said party of the second part, his   heirs and assigns, that they are seized of said premises in fee, and have right to convey the same in fee-simple; that the same are free and clear from all incumbrances, and that they will warrant and 

defend the said title against the claims of all persons whomsoever.

      In Testimony Whereof,  The said parties of the first part have hereunto set their hands and seals the day and year above written.

                                 C. K. Hancock                                     [Seal]
     (U.S. Rev. 50¢)   Julia A. Hancock by C. K. Hancock, At.[Seal]
                                 David Sampson                                    [Seal]
                                 Mary Sampson                                     [Seal]
Attest:                       Rosa Jones                                           [Seal]

NORTH CAROLINA,      Craven     County;
     I,   Thos.E.Haywood  , a   Justice of the Peace  in and for said County and State do hereby certify that   David Sampson  and Mary Sampson his wife, personally appeared before me this day and acknowledged the due execution of the foregoing deed of conveyance, and the said  Mary Sampson being by me privately examined, separate and apart from her said husband, touching her voluntary execution of the same, doth state that she signed the same freely and voluntarily, without fear or compulsion of her said husband or any other person and that she doth still voluntarily assent thereto. Let the same, with this certificate, be registered. 
     Witness my hand and hand  seal, this  19 day of  February, 1924.

                                        Thos.E.Haywood, J.P.    (SEAL)            
     My commission expires Nov. day of 1924.

     I, Herbert C. Davis , a Notary Public  in and for said County and State do hereby certify that   Rosa Jones  personally appeared before me this day and acknowledged the due execution of the foregoing instrument, for the purpose there in expressed, Let the same, with this certificate, he registered. Witness my hand and Notarial seal, this 25th day of  April 11,1918

                                             Herbert C Davis, Notary Public (Seal)
     My commission, expires 24th. day of January 1920.

NORTH CAROLINA,                        County,
     The execution of the foregoing instrument was this day proven before me by the oath and examination of                         the subscribing witness thereto. Let the same, with this certificate, be registered.                 This           day of   
     My commission expires            day of                             

     I,  May P. Jones  a Notary Public  in and for said County and State do hereby certify that C.K.Hancock and C.K.Hancock, Agent for Julia A. Hancock, personally appeared before me this day and acknowledged the execution of the foregoing instrument, for the purpose therein expressed. Let the same with this certificate, be registered.  Witness my hand and Notarial  seal this   20th day of February,  A.D., 1924.
                                             May P. Jones, Notary Public  (SEAL)

     My commission expires 13th.  day of November, 1925. 

NORTH CAROLINA--Craven County.
     The foregoing certificate of Thos.E.Haywood , a Justice of the Peace of Craven County and of Hebert C. Davis,a Notary Public of Carteret County and of May P. Jones, a Notary Public of Craven County is adjudged to be correct. Let the instrument, with this certificate be registered. 
      Witness my hand, this 12 day of March, 1924.

                                   W.B.Flanner, Deputy Clerk Superior Court.

     The foregoing certificate of            County is adjudged to be correct.  Let the instrument, with this certificate, be registered.  

     Witness my hand, this      day of            
                                                                   , Clerk Superior Court.

Filed for Registration at 3 o'clock, P.  M.,  March 12th. 
                                        G. A. Farrow                         
                                                  Register of Deeds, Craven County.

Sunday, May 11, 2014

52 Ancestors: #14 -- Carrie Ethel Whitney Harrison --She Was So Tired.

I am participating in the 52 Ancestors in 52 Weeks Challenge put forth by Amy Johnson Crow of the blog No Story Too Small. If you aren't familiar with the challenge be sure to check out her blog.

My great grandparents John Harrison and Carrie Whitney Harrison.

I felt like it was time to tackle a different branch of the family tree. Also, it felt fitting to look at one of the strong mothers in my family tree, since it is Mother's Day weekend. Carrie Ethel Whitney Harrison pictured on the right was my maternal great grandmother. 

She was born on October 11, 1897 in the city of New Bern, NC. Her parents were a Samuel D. Whitney who originated from Hyde County, NC and Sarah J. Harris of Jones County, NC. She was the youngest of her siblings. Here's 1900 Federal Census showing her family.

Source Information: 1900 United States Federal Census [database on-line]. Provo, UT, USA: Operations Inc, 2004.

The family resided at 10 Brown's Alley in an area of the city called Dryborough. Being the youngest of five siblings, I bet Carrie was doted on by everyone.  She had only one sister, Amey, who sadly passed away in 1913. After that occurred, Carrie became her mother Sarah's only remaining daughter. Sarah probably watched over her ever more closely because of this.

"North Carolina, County Marriages, 1762-1979 ," index and images, FamilySearch ( : accessed 11 May 2014), John Harrison and Carrie E Whitney, 14 Oct 1915; citing Craven, North Carolina, United States; FHL microfilm 000288303.

Carrie married my great grandfather John Thomas Harrison on October 14, 1915 in New Bern. They were married by the Rev Clinton D. Hazel who it appears to have been the pastor of St Peter's AME Church around this time. I bet this must have been quite the event since John Harrison's father, Rev T. D. Harrison, was a well respected Methodist minister of the community. 

I found this Newspaper article from The NewBern Sun dated August 3, 1914 quite interesting. It mentions how they were rushing to finish work on St Peter's Church to have it done in time to commemorate it's 50 years of existence in the community.

 The New Bern Sun, 3 August 1914, Page 4

The church must have looked splendid on that October day my great grandparents were married. 

The couple resided in the home that Carrie would inherit from her mother Sarah Whitney. 10 Browns Alley went on to become 709 Browns Ave and then in recent years it became 709 Hatties Lane. The house was torn down years ago but here's a view of where it once stood.

Image courtesy of Google Maps, picture captured August 2012.
Vacant lot is where the house once stood. My great grandmother's brother, Samuel David Whitney,  resided in the house next door on the right.

John and Carrie Harrison would go on to have 13 children together. I've only given birth to two so the thought of birthing 13 children is almost inconceivable to me. How incredibly strong our ancestors were to do that and then take care of a home without all the modern conveniences we have now. 

Carrie was a tall and solid woman. She was someone with some meat on her bones, but not fat. Her fair complexion she had inherited from her father who according to oral history was of African and Portuguese decent. She brought life and love to her home which was dearly missed after her passing at the young age of 41. That last sentence really hit me. I am 41. 13 babies and then gone at 41. She didn't get to see her grand-babies and the beautiful legacy she left behind. I wonder what she would think about having descendants living in places as far away as Hawaii or Ireland.

Carrie Harrison gave birth to her last child on July 28, 1939 via Cesarean Section at Good Shepherd Hospital. 

I found online at East Carolina University Digital Collections website, a picture and a brief description of what the hospital was like in 1940. The words in the description that really jumped out in my head were "Only hospital for Colored patients in an 80 mile radius." (Sigh.) There are so many things that we take for granted these days.  

The hospital still stands at 603 West St New Bern but it is now a nursing home.

Image courtesy of Google Maps

Good Shepherd Hospital building.

Image courtesy of Google Maps

View of a building behind and just to the left of the first one. I don't know if this perhaps was the original structure and then the other building built later.

Carrie had complications from this birth and died on August 1, 1939. My mother a few years back spoke of what her father recalled about the time his mother passed away. My grandfather, Lemuel Harrison, was living in New York at the time and he spoke with his mother via telephone while she was in the hospital. She kept saying she was just so tired. Sadly, he didn't make it back home to New Bern before she died.

Carrie Ethel Whitney Harrison was laid to rest at Greenwood Cemetery in New Bern.

To Carrie and all our ancestral mothers, Thank you. To all our mothers who are still with us, Thank you.

Happy Mother's Day!

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