How Did I Get Here? My Amazing Genealogy Journey

This post was originally featured here on this blog on June 5, 2011 So I never knew Ophelia and Frank Bryant. Both of them died long before I was even on the radar of arriving on this planet Earth...but I know they passed on something amazing to their children. Church! No not a building ...not a minister...not some piece of scripture. They passed on what I call "Church." "Church" to me is synonymous with spirituality. It means love. It means compassion. It means being open instead of being closed off. It means, here is my heart...I am showing it to you and I will help you find yours. Now the family was definitely a set of church going people as evidenced by Ophelia's obituary. She was the church organist. On a side note, can I tell you something about the day I received that obituary in the mail. So funny how you don't really stop to think about these things until someone puts a spotlight on it. My grandmother had an organ and a piano in her home. My A...

If you have missed Parts one and two, here are the links:   Now That's What I Call A Phone Call! -- Part one Now That's What I Call A Phone Call! -- Part two The Lord heard my prayer for my cousin's spirit indeed was open! Mrs. Jonas Barco is a sweet-heart. She is  83 years young. God bless her. We spoke on that first afternoon for about a 1/2 hour. After the first moments of introducing ourselves passed, the conversation flowed with ease. I think there is something to be said about our shared Bryant DNA. If you are a Bryant descendant, you are going to be a talker. LOL! Anyway, she was just amazed to find out how I found her was through find her brother's obituary on the internet and then simply looking her name up in the white pages. This is another reason why I am so ever grateful for the times we live in. How the internet can make finding the different pieces of our own genealogy puzzles so much easier to find.  As for our conversation, were there any great b...

If you missed part one, here's the link:  Now That's What I Call A Phone Call! -- Part one With phone number in hand, I didn't let time have a chance to set deterrents in the way. I picked up the phone and made the call and crossed my fingers all at the same time. Ring...Ring...Ring...(oh please pick up the phone...oh please pick up the phone...Ring...Ring...Ring...oh no I think she's not home...Ring...Ring...Ring..yup going to voicemail...sigh.) Then, I think that's okay. Voice-mail is not rejection. Think of it as an invitation. So I leave a pleasant upbeat message and pray hopefully she will be open and call me back.  It was the afternoon, about an hour before my kids come home from school and I thought that I could probably squeeze in a quick grocery shop like any good multi-tasking mother would.  Message left, I decided well, I am off to the store. The grocery store is close to my house and so I'm there in like five minutes. I pull into a parking s...

So I don't know why, but I sometimes I just get so nervous to reach out by telephone to potential family members. Is it the fear of rejection, or the lack of possible interest of the person on the other end of the line? Shucks, I have to say I have had amazing things happen via telephone since I've been on this genealogy journey. I have connected with cousins who have found me via the internet. That's it, they found me. Now time to turn the tables around and start finding them. Recently, I was able to get beyond my nervousness and did just this. In fact, it was the week before last week. I started reviewing through some of my Morehead City folks on my family tree and decided to do some random Google searches and came up with an obituary for a cousin of mine. Specifically, his name was Frank Lluellen Johnson. Here's his obituary.  FRANK LUELLEN JOHNSON, 66, 2494 Ravanall Ave., Orlando, died Sunday, Jan. 3. Mr. Johnson was an industrial arts teacher for a junior hig...

Thomas Henry Hester Sr. Another child of Mott Hester Sr. and Sidney Bryant Hester My 1st cousin 3x removed

Microsoft Office Downloaded Image Earlier this year, I was able to print up copies of different newspaper articles from the ProQuest Website from their Historical Newspapers Collection. Some of these articles only had a line or two about a particlular family member, but I have found them so interesting to review because they seem to "flesh out" my ancestors a little more. These folks are not just names and dates of birth and death. They were real people and I truly have enjoyed learning more about their lives. I have to say I am most impressed with the Morehead City neighborhood that sustained many of my ancestors. There was a true sense of community and it appears that people really valued the importance of education. My great grandmother Ophelia was a school teacher, as well as her oldest daughter Loris. My grandmother Mary Bryant Horton, attended Elizabeth City State Teacher's College along with my newly found cousin Amy's mother, Delphine Hester Johnson. He...

Delphine Elizabeth Hester Johnson My 2nd cousin 2x removed Delphine Elizabeth Hester Johnson, a loving daughter, wife, mother, sister and friend was born on August 24, 1923 and departed this life on February 22, 2006. Her father Lloyd Motty Moore Hester, Jr., mother Gertrude Reinhart Hester, Husband Louis R. Johnson, Jr. and son Louis R. Johnson III preceded her in death. She was a dedicated elementary and special education school teacher at Queen Street High School and Beaufort, North Carolina Elementary School for over 30 years until her retirement in 1977. she loved teaching so much that she recently started Delphine's Workshop, to teach other residents at White House Healthcare and Rehabilitation Center in Orange, N.J. where she resided since 2000 She received her Bachelors degree from Fayetteville State Teacher's College, now Fayetteville State University, Fayetteville, N.C. and a Masters from East Carolina University, Greenville, N.C. She held a special love for ...