31 December 2022

Packing up 2022

December 31 2022

Magnets on fridge door

As the year ends it is time to pack away Christmas decorations once again. Our mish-mash of decorations have been acquired over many years and from many different locations. As I wrapped and stored once more it struck me that the oldest decorations we have are two small papier mache bells purchased in Kashmir in 1979.

Some things are treasures others help us remember Christmases past. 

Just a collection of odds and sods

This year Christmas was extra special with the company of our son and his family. There was much excitement as the tree was decorated and presents appeared below its branches. 
Christmas tree 2022

The celebrations are over and the extended family have returned home. Our year ends quietly as we look forward to all that 2023 may bring. Wishing all a happy and healthy New Year.

13 December 2022

Who's in the tree?

An interesting new chart from MyHeritage under Family Statistics demonstrates I have not gone back many generations in my family history research but it does illustrate that I have 647 blood relatives who have a common ancestor with me.


I'm sure the second and third cousins have many more children than those I've managed to find. DNA testing has revealed dozens of matches so there is still plenty of work to do.

Surely among the 27 nieces and nephews I have there will be someone to carry on the family history and add in their stories and partner's families.

This post first appeared on earlieryears.blogspot.com by CRGalvin

25 November 2022

A Memorable Minties Moment

1927, Geelong Advertiser (Vic. : 1859 - 1929), 26 February, p. 13. , viewed 25 Nov 2022, http://nla.gov.au/nla.news-page25137816


“It’s moments like these you need Minties”. Celebrating its 100th birthday this year, this iconic Australian lolly is one of the oldest confectionery products still available. Minties were invented in 1922 by Australian James Stedman and produced initially under Sweetacres brand."
 
The above tweet from Trove reminded me of a memorable "Minties Moment" far from Australia. Thanks Trove for the images and reminder.

A fun competitive activity when I was younger was to unwrap a Mintie and while enjoying the lolly,  one proceeded to tear the wrapping paper into one long strip. A comparison with others, usually siblings, determined who had managed to tear the longest strip without any breaks. The reward was simply in the accomplishment of the task.
1953 'Advertising', Brisbane Telegraph (Qld. : 1948 - 1954), 7 October, p. 21. (LAST CITY), viewed 25 Nov 2022, http://nla.gov.au/nla.news-article217216903

While accompanying my husband on an overseas posting, I had several opportunities to travel with a group of women who were from a wide range of countries. They were all there accompanying husbands attached to their country's embassy.

On one day trip out of Paris, we were in for a long bus ride. It had become a custom to entertain each other by introducing a fun activity or song or story while we travelled.
With several packets of Minties in hand I distributed them to all aboard.  I issued a suitable warning about the likelihood of tooth engagement! I then demonstrated the technique by which one could tear the wrapper into a long strip. Much hilarity ensued as many made the effort but somehow needed a second Mintie to try another time.

A fun activity that reminded me of special friendships with women forged across language and customs barriers. Have you had a memorable Minties Moment?


Minties - now made by Allens - a hard, white chewy, square mint-flavoured sweet, which on chewing become so sticky that they are notorious for causing dental fillings to come out. They are wrapped in a waxed paper.

This post first appeared on earlieryears.blogspot.com by CRGalvin

4 September 2022

Visualising family data

Descendants of Johanna Fitzgerald and Thomas Horgan
diagram showing numbers of male and female grandchildren
The 31 grandchildren of Johanna Fitzgerald and Thomas Horgan

Above is a visual representation of the Horgan grandchildren all born in South Australia after the widowed Johanna Horgan emigrated from Ireland in 1852 with her three young sons John, Thomas and Daniel. She was later joined by her older daughter Johanna. 

I am grateful to Andrew Redfern for the idea of representing families in this visual manner.
A chart like this can be produced in a wide range of programs such as Word, Powerpoint,  or Google slides. I chose to make mine in Canva using their simple tools to duplicate and tidy the person icons in the table.

The 94 great grandchildren

Not all of the 31 grandchildren represented above went on to have their own children. Some died at a young age, several women remained unmarried and looked after parents as they aged, 2 married couples had no children, 2 of the men became priests and one woman became a nun.

Of those grandchildren who did marry, here are the numbers of offspring from those unions.

Johanna Horgan and John Hogan's offspring had 23 children: - 6 O’Sullivans, 6 Hogans, 5 O’Briens, and 6 Kitschkes 
John Horgan and Hanora O'Leary's offspring had 11 children : - 3 Horgans and 8 McInerneys
Thomas Horgan and Mary Caroll's offspring had 30 children: -25 Horgans, 5 Slatterys
Daniel Horgan and Julia Evans offspring had 28 children: - 5 Slatterys and 23 Horgans

Numbers and dates, interesting but somewhat boring. Thanks Andrew for visual idea.

I am a descendant of John and Hanora Horgan. If you are a descendant of any of these 94 great grandchildren I would be delighted to hear from you.
 
This post first appeared on earlieryears.blogspot.com by CRGalvin

29 August 2022

Celebrate Family History

 


A fourth blog post for the month of August 2022 as I participate in Alex's challenge to celebrate National Family History Month held annually in Australia in the month of August.

Week 4 - Celebrate - tell us what you've achieved this month. What talk did you attend during #NationalFamilyHistoryMonth that you thought was brilliant or tell us about the discoveries you made? 

Celebrate - to do something special, to commemorate an event or occasion

I celebrate the fact that my ancestors made their long arduous journeys to this land and commemorate those occasions where I find evidence of  their lives here. I participate in the enjoyable pursuit of family history to enrich my own life and record stories of our forbears for my children's children.

It is fitting then to reflect on some family history events during the past month. So in no particular order a few things I have done this month :-
  • Watched the inspiring  Opening ceremony talk given by Larissa Behrendt
  • Attended the webinar Using State Records Online - South Australia
  • Thoroughly enjoyed the Society of Australian Genealogist's inspiring session Do SOMETHING with your family history!
  • Written 2 family history stories An August Gentleman and From Shank's Pony to Airy Heights
  • Shared some tips for scanning and labelling photos
  • Presented a Zoom session for my local genealogy group on Free Texts: Internet Archive and JSTOR for family history
  • Presented a session for our volunteers on Finding and Saving photos from our Cooroy Rag photo collection
  • Attended an excellent session presented by Shauna Hicks in our local Noosaville library entitled Why can't I find it?
  • Designed a business card for our local group and updated our new brochure with a QR code 
  • Worked on rescanning old photos in our family collections
There is always more to do, that's the joy of family history. We look for it, learn about it and learn from it. 

Celebrate family history!




This post first appeared on earlieryears.blogspot.com by CRGalvin

14 August 2022

From Shanks's Pony to Airy Heights

Some Vehicles of Yesteryear

he has ridden in a bullock dray, spring cart, the old Mass shandrydan, and the motor car; and daily witnessed the flight of men through the air as birds on the wing” (1)
Written in 1933 the passage above reflected the changes in modes of travel during the preceding 90 years of David O'Leary's life.

No doubt many of us through the years asked the question of our parents - "How will I get there?" to which their answer may have been "by Shanks's pony" implying that we had two good legs to walk the distance. We are lucky to have seen the developments in modes of travel that provide us with many easy options for reaching desired destinations.

In my Father's times

Looking through our family photos reveals the changes in modes of travel since my father was a boy. When he died in 1992 he had certainly seen and experienced many changes. He courted my mother travelling from Alma into Hamley Bridge via horse sulky. He was the proud owner of an early buckboard followed by a Buick and several generations of Holden cars. Farm vehicles changed from horses and carts to trucks, utes, tractors and motorised implements. 
Below are some photos of the vehicles my father travelled in or worked with throughout his lifetime from 1908 - 1992. 

Travelling to Church on Sundays
"The old Mass shandrydan"
Later in his life my father, pictured here as a boy in about 1918, adapted wagon wheels for use as children's play equipment.

Travelling to School


Edward John Horgan is listed on the Alma South school register as having attended there for 8 years from the beginning of 1914 until the end of 1921. The ride to school was about three miles.

Moving around the farm

Andrew Horgan with sons Eddie and Joe atop a cart used to move the hay stooks from paddock to  haystack, about 1937 on the Alma farm.

Owning a motorised vehicle

When my parents moved to Snowtown after the birth of their first child, a vehicle of their own was needed. Here is Dad looking very proud of his buckboard.


After the death of his uncles, Jack and Tom Horgan, the young family now with two children, moved back to the Horgan family farm at Linwood.

Here are some of his vehicles with my father pictured in each one.

Notice this cart now has tyres rather than wagon wheels.

My mother wrote on the back "First load of bales and Eddie, Linwood"

Taking goods to market on trucks

Eddie Horgan c 1954
Above: The Oldsmobile truck is loaded with bales of wool ready for the long slow drive to Adelaide. The trip down, unloading the bales and the trip back home took all day. 

A later photo with sheep on board
Eddie Horgan c1959
photo taken from paddock across
the road from the newly built farmhouse

My parents depended on the income from the wool, sheep and grain as well as selling the cream from the cows and eggs from the fowls. It was a hard, busy life with seven children to be fed, dressed and educated. I do not have a photo of Dad with bags of wheat on the back of a truck, but that too was a common sight at the end of harvest in late December or early January.

Dad with his Buick or is it a Chevrolet, the car we had before a range of Holdens

In later years my parents travelled for pleasure by train, boat and aeroplane. One of my favourite travel stories was of their visit to St Peter's in Rome in 1979. My father a very devout Catholic always removed his hat at the back of whichever church they entered and placed it on a nearby table or chair to be retrieved at the end of Mass. This was always fine in the small country churches where nobody would take a farmer's hat. Yes, he removed his hat on entering St Peter's and must have deposited it carefully somewhere at the rear of the cathedral. He was surprised when his hat was no longer there on exiting.

Creative use of old vehicle parts

Here's some old wagon wheels Dad adapted to make a see-saw for his children.
My six siblings bumping up and down or perhaps posing for the photo

The stones at either side of the wheels were placed to prevent it from rolling away. I wonder if any of my siblings remember any "accidents" on this seesaw.

Another use of a wagon wheel, what we knew as our hurdy-gurdy.
My siblings and self, the youngest, on the old wagon wheel

The iron frame surrounding the wooden wheel was hot on sunny days and one quickly learned to lift one's feet and hang on carefully to a wooden spoke before being spun around. Behind us is the maroon coloured fence with gates on three sides in the backyard of the old house. It kept us safe from the dangers of the farmyard and the nearby creek.

My father's creative talent of putting old parts to new uses was handed down to his son and grandson who continue to work on the farm each day.

1. 1933 'A NONAGENARIAN COLONIST.', Bunyip (Gawler, SA : 1863 - 1954), 29 September, p. 7. , viewed 08 Aug 2022, http://nla.gov.au/nla.news-article9664921
This post first appeared on earlieryears.blogspot.com by CRGalvin

8 August 2022

An August Gentleman - a Great-Grand Uncle


August - National Family History Month

August - Someone or something that is august is dignified and impressive

David O'Leary was a well liked and valued member of his community; more than 150 people attended a farewell evening for him in Tarlee in May 1896.

Early years

David was born in Thebarton, South Australia in 1843 to Andrew O'Leary and Catherine Burke. By 1849 his parents and their young family had moved to Para Plains, near Salisbury where they farmed for many years. Those were the days of horse drawn ploughs and there are several reports of David competing in ploughing competitions as a young boy with his father's horse and then as a 16 year old with his own horse.

At age 29 in 1872, David acquired two blocks of land just south of Tarlee less than 2 miles from where his elder sister Hanora had been living since her 1863 marriage to John Horgan.
Blocks of land in the Hundred of Light, near Tarlee, SA



David and Mary Johanna Bannon married in November of  1874. Mary Johanna had been teaching in newly established Catholic schools prior to their marriage. Two children, Andrew and Ann Catherine were born to them in the next years. 
Now well established in the district, David became a founding member of the local Agricultural Show Society in 1877.

Tragedy strikes

On returning from a shopping trip to Stockport in 1878, a tragic accident  took his wife a mere three and a half years after their marriage. The horse trap she was driving mounted an obstacle as she tried to turn a corner. She was thrown out. It appears that the panicked horse may have caused her deadly injuries. David was left with the two toddlers to care for. One imagines his sister Hanora Horgan who was nearby would have helped with the little ones even though she had a young family too. Perhaps Mary Ann his younger sister who was about 24 years old came to help. Mary Ann married just a year later in 1879 so David must have found other support. There is no evidence to suggest that he remarried.

When his sister Hanora's husband John Horgan died after a short illness just a few years later in 1883; David was one of the executors of his will. 

In 1893 David became a founding member of the Tarlee Literary and Music Society.

In 1895 an advertisement in the Adelaide Observer appeared offering his Tarlee farm for sale. David's parents had died and perhaps he wished to be nearer to his other siblings near Salisbury now that his children were young adults with their own lives to lead.

In the article below we are given some indication of the respect he had earned in the intervening years through his community involvement.

Social to Mr D. O'Leary

A farewell social and presentation was tendered Mr David O'Leary by his numerous friends at Tarlee and the surrounding district on Wednesday evening April 22.

Mr O'Leary who is leaving for Salisbury, has resided in the district for nearly thirty years, and the committees of the various local institutions to which he belonged decided to co-operate for the purpose of recognising in a practical manner his numerous good qualities, and the active interest he had always taken in the welfare of the neighbourhood.

About 150 ladies and gentlemen assembled in the Institute Hall to do honor to the departing guest, the chariman of the Agricultural society (Mr F. Gray) presiding.

The presentation took the form of a handsomely designed gold locket, bearing the following description:- "Presented to David O'Leary on his departure from Tarlee, April 22, 1896," and a purse of sovereigns.
Mr Jas. Edwards (president of the Institute) was called upon to make the presentation, and in his remarks made complimentary reference to Mr O'Leary's straightforward disposition.
the other speakers were the president of the Catholic Picnic Committee (Mr P. Hogan) and president of the Literary Society (Mr Jno. McInerney) who spoke on behalf of their respective bodies, and Messrs Jas. Doyle and D.G. Stribling.
Mr O'Leary feelingly replied.

The article continues with descriptions of the musical and spoken recitations performed by various members of the community, concluding with: The dance that followed terminated a most enjoyable evening.

1896 'Country News.', Southern Cross (Adelaide, SA : 1889 - 1954),
 1 May, p. 4. , viewed 29 Jul 2022,
http://nla.gov.au/nla.news-article166349321

Throughout David's following years in Salisbury he appears in many charitable donation lists in the newspapers supporting many worthwhile causes. But where was he living at this stage? A land sale in 1915 reveals that he had been farming north east of Salisbury for nearly 18 years.


David appears in the news again in 1926 at a farewell for the parish priest in Salisbury.

The presentation took the form of a well-filled wallet of notes, and was
made on behalf of the congregation by Mr. David O'Leary, the oldest member
of the parish, who was present at the laying of the foundation stone of St
Augustine's Church nearly 70 years ago.
He is the eldest son of the late Mr. Andrew O'Leary sen., who arrived in
the State in 1840, and with his bullocks, carted the first stones- for the erection
of the church.

On David's 88th birthday in 1931 an extensive article about his family in the Out among the People page of the Advertiser and Register includes the following tribute:

He is one of the few remaining links which connect us with the infant days of our state, and one who has won troops of friends by the integrity of his life and kindly charitable disposition.

The articles published on his 90th birthday in 1933 wax lyrical about his character, his family and the changes David would have seen throughout his lifetime.

David died in 1937 and a lengthy obituary was published in the Southern Cross newspaper followed up by a similar article in the Advertiser.

Indeed I regard David, brother of my great grandmother Hanora Horgan, as worthy of the title "An August Gentleman."

Postscript: Blocks 38 and 45 are now owned and farmed by Hanora Horgan's gt-gt-grandson.


1926 'COUNTRY NEWS.', Bunyip (Gawler, SA : 1863 - 1954), 12 February, p. 3. , viewed 08 Aug 2022, http://nla.gov.au/nla.news-article96639182

1931 'Out among the People', Advertiser and Register (Adelaide, SA : 1931), 10 September, p. 10. , viewed 08 Aug 2022, http://nla.gov.au/nla.news-article35683570

1933 'A NONAGENARIAN COLONIST.', Bunyip (Gawler, SA : 1863 - 1954), 29 September, p. 7. , viewed 08 Aug 2022, http://nla.gov.au/nla.news-article96649217

1933 'MR. DAVID O'LEARY', Southern Cross (Adelaide, SA : 1889 - 1954), 22 September, p. 17. , viewed 08 Aug 2022, http://nla.gov.au/nla.news-article167698004

1937 'OBITUARY', Southern Cross (Adelaide, SA : 1889 - 1954), 15 October, p. 10. , viewed 08 Aug 2022, http://nla.gov.au/nla.news-article167703748

1937 'Out among the People', The Advertiser (Adelaide, SA : 1931 - 1954), 13 October, p. 25. , viewed 08 Aug 2022, http://nla.gov.au/nla.news-article36377955

1938 'TARLEE.', Kapunda Herald (SA : 1878 - 1951), 16 September, p. 3. , viewed 08 Aug 2022, http://nla.gov.au/nla.news-article108405173


This post first appeared on earlieryears.blogspot.com by CRGalvin



11 July 2022

Hannah's friends in Hamley Bridge

Back row L to R: 1. Ollie Casaretto, 2. Monnie Cavanagh, 3. Kath Button, 4. Hannah O'Dea
Front row L to R: 5. Mary Doyle, 6. Grace O'Riley, 7. Jean Dudley and 8. Bridge Barry
in the front: 9. Nora Carrigg

This photo is from the O'Dea family album, South Australia which covers some years between 1907 - 1950.
The photo above would have been taken about 1922/23 when my mother Hannah O'Dea was 10 or 11 years old. She is in the back row on the far right. Perhaps these were classmates at the convent school that my mother attended in Hamley Bridge.
I uploaded this photo to MyHeritage and used the enhancement and colorisation tools to get some idea of how these girls may have looked one hundred years ago. The names under the photo have been transcribed as they were recorded below the photo in the album. 
 
Along with the photo enhancement above I also chose to download the enhanced photo of my mother's face, seen here below.
Hannah O'Dea about 1922/23
face enhanced on MyHeritage


Who were the girls?

Given the location of Hamley Bridge, South Australia and the apparent similarity of one or two years in age, I have searched for some birth dates as listed below.

1. Olive Eileen Casaretto -  my mother's first cousin was born in Hamley Bridge on 1 July 1913 to Daniel Joseph Casaretto and Mary Olive Bennett
2. A Margaret Monica Cavanagh was born 4 May 1911 to William Patrick Cavanagh and Mary Margaret Flaherty in Quorn SA. 
3. Kathleen Marie Caroline Button was born in Hamley Bridge on 11 Oct 1913 to George Theodore Button and Marie Theresa Sullivan
4. My mother Hannah O'Dea was born in Pinnaroo, SA on 17 April 1912. Her mother Georgina Bennett and family moved to Hamley Bridge in 1921 after the death of her father Patrick John O'Dea.
5. Mary Doyle  there are two possibilities here
i) Mary Doyle born in Hamley Bridge on 21st June 1913 to Thomas Laurence Doyle and Mary Cecelia Chambers OR
ii) Mary Cathrine Doyle  born near Hamley Bridge to Edward Doyle and Eliza Ann Thompson on 21 August 1913
6. Grace O'Riley - Grace's parents were William Thomas O'Riley and Honor O'Brien. Her birth was recorded in Hamley Bridge on 20 June 1914
7. Thelma Jean Dudley was born in Hamley Bridge on 29 April 1914 to parents George Dudley and Bertha May Toppelmann.
8. Bridget Maria Barry was born to Johanna Ryan and Thomas Barry in Hamley Bridge on 7 September 1912.
9. Honora Mary Carrigg was born on 14 September 1915 to James Patrick Carrigg and Ellen Mary Comerford in Hamley Bridge.

Nora Carrigg remained one of Mum's good friends and was a bridesmaid at her wedding in 1937.

Do you recognise any of these girls?

This post first appeared on earlieryears.blogspot.com by CRGalvin

1 June 2022

Travelling in the Covid era

Journey essentials, masks, tickets and apps

Date: April 2022
Destination: United Kingdom departing from Brisbane, Queensland
Reason for travel: Family visit, 3 years in the interval

The covid pandemic has affected so many worldwide with the loss of so many lives that one can hardly complain about the curtailment of travel. Nevertheless, we were delighted at last to be able to visit our daughter and her family in the UK.

The Brisbane airport was quite deserted at the time of our departure, one thinks the days of the Australian airports as shopping malls may be at an end. Proof of vaccination is required for airline travel so the International vaccine certificate is best added to one's mobile device. Masks are mandatory and we added antiseptic wipes to carry on luggage. It is also a requirement to add the Australian Digital Passenger Declaration app to a mobile device before travelling overseas. This app from Department of Home Affairs, Border Force can only be completed 24 hours before one's return journey.

All necessary preparations in hand, we arrived in the UK about midday Saturday 2nd April after a relatively painless flight. The train from Gatwick to St Albans took a little longer than expected as it was held up for 10 mins along the way. What a delight to see the kids again! The now six year old grandson soon recovered from an initial bout of shyness to his usual exuberant self.

On the Sunday we went to Berkhamstead, to view the remains of the Norman castle and motte.
The steep ascent to the top provided some much needed exercise along with a great view.

At Berkhamsted

By Monday we had both picked up a nasty cold, all that isolation over the previous months not preparing us for the exposure to crowds and chilly weather Not a good start to our visit. 

An activity search for children enhanced our visit to the de Havilland Museum on Tuesday 5th. This is situated only a short drive from St Albans. What fascinating history there was to explore. The story of the development of the Mosquito and subsequent de Havilland aircraft. We also had the chance to climb aboard a Comet, the world's first jet airliner.

Our visit to Greenwich later in the week via train then riverboat was not so successful. It was a freezing cold day and the wind along the river was very strong. The interior of the Cutty Sark was most  interesting with tales of days gone by. Most of the grounds and buildings at Greenwich were closed due to filming of a follow up to the Bridgerton series. Film crews, wagons and horses, folks in period costumes with the filming of a funeral scene took up all of the forecourt so we limited our time there. Lunch in the cosy pub seemed the best option.

Ferry to Greenwich and child on Cutty Sark
A visit to Greenwich


Later in the week at Knebworth House we walked through the impressive grounds and the dinosaur trail. The attraction of the large adventure playground with its fort and long slide was welcomed by the grandson.
At Knebworth


A weekend exploration of Marlow with our daughter's husband and in-laws saw us enjoying a drink in the grounds of The Compleat Angler pub next to the Thames. 

In the second week of our stay, our son-in-law had taken leave, so on Monday we enjoyed a walk with him and our daughter through the Roman ruins at Verulanium. This is situated in St Albans not far from our accomodation. We then visited one of the many nearby pubs for lunch. 

Tuesday12th April : Alex drove us out to Saffron Walden in Essex through expansive fields and many cute villages along the way. We walked through the town and large gardens before settling in the Cafe Cou Cou tea house for the world's best sandwich. I had salmon and cream cheese absolutely overloaded on thick granary loaf with added lettuce and cucumber. We all agreed it was an excellent meal followed by a scone with raspberry jam and clotted cream. Needless to say we did not need an evening meal.




Buildings - Saffron Walden, Essex


Easter in Kent
Good Friday - off to Whitstable. We had a pleasant journey south to Kent and arrived at about 11.30 am along with huge Easter crowds. The very narrow footpaths and alleyways required much manoeuvering past folks, but we were pleased with the warmer weather.

Whitstable, Kent - Easter 2022

After exploring the foreshore  along with the in-laws dog,  we checked into the small cottage for the next two nights.
6 adults - parents and both sets of grandparents and grandson Nightmare stairs awaited our ascent to the bedrooms complete with gates to prevent accident falls. Up top to the attic assisted by a rope handrail were located 3 single beds. The two double rooms were on the first floor. Here both sets of grandparents found refuge. Much ducking of heads for the men in the stairwell. Chris decided the only safe way to descend was by going down backwards.
Whitstable cottage


On the ground floor a cosy small lounge, kitchen with dining table and at the back of the building the bathroom. All settled and nibbles, tea and coffee were enjoyed in the back courtyard garden.
Fish and chips were on the menu for the evening meal. 

On Easter Saturday we had a feast of seafood at the famous Whitstable Oyster Restaurant, delicious! We travelled back to St Albans on Easter Sunday after a feast of chocolate.

We were sad to say farewell to our family on Easter Monday and arrived home tired but happy by Wednesday afternoon 19th April.

This post first appeared on earlieryears.blogspot.com by CRGalvin

31 March 2022

The Last Parcel

Long ago and far away

A standing joke in our family since 2001 has been the use of this wrapping paper and today finally sees the end of the roll.

The wrapping paper roll, many metres of it, was bought in our Paris days when I was constantly wrapping gifts to take to official functions or visits to other Defence Attaches' homes.

The roll returned to Australia with us in 2001 and has since wrapped presents for family members on birthdays and multiple other occasions. Snippets have also accompanied greeting cards when loved ones were too far away for posted presents.

So we come to the end of an era, the end of the roll, the last parcel has been wrapped in this paper.



This post first appeared on earlieryears.blogspot.com by CRGalvin

22 February 2022

In Pinkerton Plains



In a quiet corner on a dusty road lies the cemetery of Pinkerton Plains in rural South Australia. This plaque commemorating the St Benedict's Church which stood there from 1866 - 1919 is near the entrance to the cemetery. Here the Catholic community surrounding the area worshipped and buried their dead.

My family's first connection with the church and graveyard occurred when the Rev. John Smyth, Great-grandfather Edward Smyth's brother, laid the foundation stone for the church.
St. Benedict's Church, Light.—A correspondent sends the following:—"On Sunday, 24th instant, the foundation-stone of St Benedict's Church, near the junction of the Light and Gilbert, was laid by the Very Rev. John Smyth, assisted by the Rev. Frederick Byrne. 
Four acres of land, on which the new church will be built, were presented and conveyed by Mr. Gerald Fitzgerald, of Salisbury, to the Trustees of the Catholic Church. From an early hour on Sunday morning persons on foot, on horseback, and in vehicles of various descriptions were arriving at the site of the proposed church, many of whom came from a considerable distance. At half-past 10 o'clock a.m. mass was celebrated in a spacious tent erected on the ground, after which the rev. gentle men proceeded to perform the ceremony of laying the first stone of a church in the manner prescribed by the Roman ritual. The Very Rev. John Smyth then preached the sermon, taking for his text 1 Esdras, 3rd chapter, 10th to 13th verses, at the conclusion of which the handsome sum of £104 4s. was laid on the stone. 
Although the morning and the previous evening were rather boisterous, there could not have been fewer than 300 persons present. The church, which will be in the Gothic style, will be 50 feet by 25 in the clear, and 18 feet high from the floor line. There will be a handsome porch in front, and the vestry will be so situated as to be easily converted into a sanctuary whenever the present building may become too small for the congregation." 1. 
In subsequent years, many appeals for funds appeared in the newspapers.  Grand Bazaars and a Christmas Champetre (an outdoor festival with entertainment) and picnic days with sports were amongst the fundraising efforts.
The church is long gone having been replaced by the new Catholic church in Hamley Bridge.

When I visited the cemetery with my brother in 2017 to view the graves of relatives buried there, many old gravestones were crumbling and some were no longer to be seen. Further family history investigations since that time have revealed a great many relatives buried there. 

While many burial records appear to have been lost, the Pinkerton Plains funeral records in Trove provide evidence of at least 162 burials dated from 1869 until 1954. The first burial mentioned in the newspapers of the day was that of David Barry in 1869. (2) Gerald Fitzgerald who donated the land was buried there a few years later in 1877 (3)
There are more recent burials too, but this post concentrates on those of relatives' burials recorded in Trove.

The surnames Smyth, O'Dea, and Kain occur repeatedly through these funeral records in Trove. There are no O'Dea headstones to be found in the cemetery so the position of their graves is unknown.

The Trove recorded Smyth family burials at Pinkerton Plains

1879 Mary Christina Smyth - 16 yr old daughter of Smyth gt grandparents
1901 Edward Smyth - gt -grandfather (paternal)
1907 Mrs Margaret Smyth (nee Byrne) gt-grandmother
1908 Thomas Smyth - brother of gt-grandfather
1919 John Smyth - son of James and Catherine
1920 James Smyth - brother of gt-grandfather
1923 Catherine Smyth - wife of James
Tombstone of Gt-grandparents Edward and Margaret Smyth
and daughter Mary Christina
Pinkerton Plains Cemetery


The Trove recorded O'Dea family burials at Pinkerton Plains no headstones or markers

1922 John O'Dea - gt grandfather (maternal)
1929 Mrs Maria O'Dea - gt grandmother
1930 John O'Dea

A few of the Trove recorded related Kain family burials. 

1897 Martin Kain - father of Colman
1928 Miss Maria (Queenie) Kain - daughter of Colman and Bridget 
1932 Colman Kain - married to Bridget O'Dea (daughter of John and Maria)

Lists


1. 1865 'PORT ADELAIDE: WEDNESDAY, SEPTEMBER 27.', Adelaide Observer (SA : 1843 - 1904), 30 September, p. 5. ,  http://nla.gov.au/nla.news-article159498126

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This post first appeared on earlieryears.blogspot.com by CRGalvin

20 February 2022

Seven days away

Agnes and beyond


"To market to market to buy a fat pig 
Home again, home again, jiggity jig"

Such is the nursery rhyme I remember from childhood but no pigs were bought on this trip. A round road trip of seven days earlier in February reminded me of how much one appreciates returning to one's own home wherever that may be.

Home to Agnes Water 370 km

After many months at home we headed north on a very hot day with frozen water bottles, a cold chicken, thermos and coffee plunger, along with quantities of food in eskies and a variety of utensils packed by my very organised husband.
At Childers Historical Village very keen volunteers showed us around. It was their first day open after a Christmas break and covid restrictions. My earlier school days post mentions this visit.
It was a relief to return to the air-conditioned car as we ventured further north. The country was looking splendid after recent rains.

On arrival at Agnes Water, Sandcastles resort, we faced 3 flights of stairs with suitcases, eskies, beach gear and more, but were rewarded with a comfortable fully equipped apartment set back just a short walk through to the beach.
One of 2 small creeks between Sandcastles and the beach
 Quiet before rain from the bridge - Agnes Water


For the next three days, we enjoyed the beach and swimming in a sea that was pleasantly warm. None of that icy water feeling when plunging in. 

Agnes Water beach Feb. 2022


We also drove through new estates of houses and apartments, had a drink in the bar overlooking the water at Seventeen Seventy while watching a rain squall approaching. People were few and far between and in this case we were the only patrons in the bar when we left at 6.30 pm.

Rockhampton and surrounds

On day 5 our drive to Rockhampton took us back out to the A1 through Miriam Vale bypassing Gladstone to Rockhampton. Evidence of floods just a few weeks prior could be seen on the roadside where debris was gathered in creeks and near bridges. Cattle up to their haunches in huge paddocks of grass certainly required no hand feeding at this time of year.

After settling into our comfortable accommodation overlooking the river,  we took a walk along the Quay, viewing some stately buildings from earlier years.

Landmark hotels

Heritage Hotel, Rockhampton
Unfortunately, this magnificent building was not open during our short stay.


Criterion, Rockhampton

The Bush Inn was built on this site in 1856 and the plaque outside this building tells more of its history.
Inside there are wonderful historic photos of owners and events throughout the years. 

In the context of current political times and the Covid pandemic, we enjoyed reading about the two irate State politicians, who were locked up in the hotel for several weeks when a waiter was diagnosed with bubonic plague in 1900. The authorities had placed a quarantine order on the premises. Oh dear, poor pollies!

The Criterion served as the headquarters of General Eichelberger during the Second World War. He commanded over 70 000 American troops stationed in the region. Scroll down on the Criterion's site to read more of Criterion Hotel History

Emu Park, Yeppoon, Mt Archer, and the Botanic Gardens

Emu Park, War Memorial


Our drive the next day was full of surprises. A short distance out to Emu Park on the coast revealed a small community-minded, very well-kept beach town. . An impressive display in the War Memorial pavilion near the memorial, has large posters commemorating those from central Queensland who served in various wars. Large photos and biographies cover the walls. The Centenary of ANZAC Memorial Walk along the cliff edge has posts detailing individual battles. If you visit central Queensland this is well worth a visit.

We travelled on to Yeppoon via the coastal road and popped in to look at the Keppel Bay Marina along the way. The Yeppoon foreshore built with post-cyclone money boasts a wide range of family-friendly facilities including a water park, multiple shaded picnic and play areas.
Many may remember the 1970s debacle of the Iwasaki proposal to establish a private beach. We drove out the 4 lane highway leading to what was once a premier resort, now in a sad state of neglect. Still owned by the family, there are now plans afoot for its refurbishment but we were shepherded away from the boom gate.

Back to Rockhampton and a visit to Mt Archer awaited. After the twists and turns of Pilbeam Drive that took us to the top, 604m above sea level, we were rewarded with magnificent 360-degree views of Rockhampton and its surrounding areas. Phone photos do little justice to the excellent work atop the mountain in Fraser Park and the establishment of this walkway. The Fitzroy River far below shows as a small brown ribbon of water. The walkway took us on a circular path past multiple grass trees and other native fauna and flora in this peaceful setting.

Walkway, Mt Archer, Rockhampton


Grasstrees on Mt Archer, Fitzroy River far below - Rockhampton

Across town, to the Botanic Gardens, we passed the large private boarding schools and their accommodation which have catered to many country families throughout the years. Huge trees planted by early curators can be seen throughout the Botanic gardens, but we took care not to sit under those inhabited by the fruit bats.

Mt Morgan - Munduberra

On leaving Rockhampton the next day we travelled out to Mt Morgan the former gold mining capital. I was glad once more that my husband chose to drive that stretch up the winding mountain road. An excellent history of the town can be found on each of these pages.

We turned down the Burnett Highway and as neither of us had been to Biloela previously we were pleasantly surprised to see the centre of the modern prosperous town which accommodates a variety of very substantial businesses. Huge paddocks and crops of sorghum and mung beans were evident through this region of the Banana Shire.

A detour to Cania Gorge southeast of Biloela revealed spectacular cliffs on either side of the road with some very contented cattle foraging wherever they pleased in spite of the cattle grids along the road.
 
After lunch and refreshments in Monto cafe, we arrived in Munduberra in the late afternoon, about 347 km from Rockhampton. This scenic drive through the fertile farmlands of the Upper Burnett had us puzzled as to some of the crops grown. The area is renowned for its variety of fruits with the area around Munduberra producing citrus fruits, table grapes, avocados, lychees, pecans and some of the largest mango trees I have ever seen. Munduberra is also the home of the Big Mandarin. 

Day 8  Munduberra to home 250 km through Ban Ban Springs, Tansey, Kilkivan and Gympie.
Some one-lane bitumen reminded us of country Queensland roads when we lived here in the 1970s. These are always a challenge when traffic approaches from other direction, and one needs to scoot over  halfway onto the gravel.

Home again, home again, jiggity jig

The easy stretch from Gympie to home was mine to drive. Unpack, wash and relax. A pleasant journey of around 1350 km with the best of company. 


This post first appeared on earlieryears.blogspot.com by CRGalvin

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