|REMEMBER THESE? I certainly do! Photo of old school desks with inkwells. |
Photo taken at the Cordova Museum, located at 1017 Sanga Road, Cordova, TN, on Jan. 24, 2013.
© 2013 Copyright by Carla Love Maitland
Wednesday, January 30, 2013
Sunday, January 27, 2013
|DAR Marker for Charles Lee Dibrell|
(Located at Beulah Cemetery in Union City, Obion Co., TN)
I first wrote about some of those applications in my Society Saturday post back in June. At that time I had just been accepted into the Manakin Huguenot Society group and had my application turned in for the DAR. Who knew how long that process would take? Although the application should have been a 'slam dunk,' I ended up having to write a letter describing the reasons for the discrepancies on my Grandfather's death certificate. I recorded that frustration in my Freaky Friday! post later that same week.
Interestingly (and luckily) enough, I was able to use the same ancestral line for all four of those organizations. Dr. Christophe (Christoffe/Christopher) DuBreuil was born in Lagny (now Lagny-sur-Marne), France sometime around 1680. Because of his Protestant beliefs, he and his wife, Marianne Dutoi, had to quickly leave France, fleeing the Catholic Church's persecution of Protestants at that time. They settled in a colony along the James River in Virginia that was named after a local group of natives who had lived in the area. (See photo of the Historical Marker on this page.)
According to Henry H. Barroll on page 4 of his manuscript entitled Dibrell Genealogy (Washington, D.C., 1915) the birth of their son, Jean Antoine DuBreuil, was entered into the registry of the Manakin church on May 15, 1728:
“Jean Antoine DuBreuil was born, son of Christoffe DuBreuil and of Marianne, his wife.”
Jean would eventually change his name to Anthony Dibrell and married Elizabeth "Betsy" Lee, who was born in Virginia in 1736. Betsy was the great granddaughter of Richard and Anne Constable Lee, the progenitors of the Lee Family of Virginia.
My descent from Dr. Chrisophe DuBreuil and his son Jean Antoine allowed me to qualify for membership in the two Huguenot societies. However, it was Anthony and Betsy Dibrell's son, Charles Lee Dibrell, who guaranteed my acceptance into both the Daughters of the American Revolution and the U.S. Daughters of 1812. Born in 1757 in Buckingham County, Virginia, Charles served under Lafayette and was at Yorktown for the famous surrender in 1781. On page 9 of Barroll's manuscript, the military prowess of Charles (which began as a Minute-Man in 1775) was described in full.
After the Revolution, Charles accepted a land grant in Wayne County, Kentucky and continued his military expertise by serving as Captain of the Kentucky troops in the Harmer Expedition of 1790. It was his service in the Revolution and in the Kentucky militia in the 1790s that made me eligible for membership in both the DAR and the Daughters of 1812, which recognizes military service from 1784 to 1815.
I'm very proud of (and extremely thankful for) my heritage from such a noble line.
|Historical Marker for the Huguenot Settlement at Manakin.|
(Photo found on the website for the Virginia Department of Historic Resources)
© 2013 Copyright by Carla Love Maitland
Tuesday, January 1, 2013
There are times when we step back and wait.
For some, those choices are so hard
they are often too difficult to make.
Some of us see life from one side.
Everything is black/white - no grays.
But others can see the big picture
and understand that there are many ways...
Choices. My own Mother, Evelyne Frances Wallace Love, made the choice to not take her children to their Father’s funeral. We were very young, of course, and there had also been a very ugly divorce. Needless to say, she was not on good terms with his family. I remember that she did tell us that if we wanted to go, she would take us. But, as I said, we were so very young, yet we knew that she really didn’t really want to go. We both said “No, that’s okay.” Except it wasn’t…I’ve cried many times wishing that I could go back in time and be there. Another very sad choice, as it turned out.
|Lorena Sanford Wallace, holding her daughter,|
Evelyne Frances Wallace, sometime in late 1919. She and her
husband, Baxter Wallace, would divorce in September of 1920