tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-73609128167895300102024-03-12T16:55:53.895-07:00Family of Alison Cathleen Yops SayersLingering Liveaboardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09028592694059262085noreply@blogger.comBlogger16125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7360912816789530010.post-82773006757433223222014-07-07T19:19:00.001-07:002014-07-07T19:19:53.999-07:00 August Franz Globensky and wife, MarieReceived an email today from a distant cousin who shared information about my great-great-great-great-great grandparents. I was also able to learn more about them (as luck would have it) on <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/August_Franz_Globensky">Wikipedia</a>! As of tonight, I'm still sifting through all of the information that I've learned but wanted to post the pictures I have found of August Franz Globensky and his wife, Marie. Below is the ancestry line that extends over time to me.<br />
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My grandmother, Edith Fredette Yops, daughter of<br />
Alice Argle Fredette, daughter of<br />
Ellen Lambert Argle, daughter of<br />
Lucie Globensky Lambert, daughter of<br />
Joseph Globensky, son of<br />
August Franz Globensky and wife Marie (both pictured, above).<br />
<br />Lingering Liveaboardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09028592694059262085noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7360912816789530010.post-14363207134772146202012-07-18T12:01:00.003-07:002012-07-18T12:01:52.460-07:00Berndt BrothersBelow is a picture of my great-grandmother Emma's brothers - Henry and Leo. <br />
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The below picture of my great-grandmother, Emma, is a new one that I just received. Emma died in 1913 after cancer of the uterus. I can't help but think of what she must have had to endure not only in treatment, but the diagnosis of the cancer. I'm not sure what type of medicinal processes were available to her at that time. <br />
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Here is a picture of August and Emma with their family (before 1905, when my grandpa would be born). This picture shows my grandpa's sisters - many who would pass away before their adult years. Elsie is the youngest. Hattie (on the left) would die in the flu epidemic of 1918 and Mattie would die young as well. Again, the writing on this picture is Elsie's, and I believe that the woman next to Emma (on her right) is her sister, Doris. I'm not sure, though. And, I'm not sure about the woman and man to Emma's right. <br />
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Sisters - (L to R) Elsie, Mattie, and Leona<br />
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Picture of Hattie Yops LaBeau. <br />
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These are pictures of Elsie Yops Kramer and her husband George. George was an owner of Kramer-Eberts Pontiac dealership in River Rouge, Mi. My grandpa, August, as a car painter there. </div>
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And, this is a picture of Aunt Nora and Uncle Freddy. I'm not sure how they fit in - any information is welcomed!</div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Veronica is Aunt Monica, my grandma's sister and Uncle Frank. My dad thinks this pic was taken at the stairs of the Cicotte St. house in River Rouge.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Jack and Madeline were siblings of my grandma, and Rhea and Joann were the children of Marion (Aunt Edith's daughter. Aunt Edith was Great -grandma Alice Fredette's sister.)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Marion was Aunt Edith's daughter, and Aunt Monica was grandma's sister. This picture is taken just before 22 September 1917, the day my grandma was born.</td></tr>
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<br />Lingering Liveaboardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09028592694059262085noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7360912816789530010.post-890156264542035452012-04-28T07:32:00.001-07:002012-04-28T07:56:52.426-07:00I really enjoy knowing my family history, and I'm so excited when new information comes my way. Thank you to recent family/friends who have shared information and pictures with me. <br />
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William Argle is my great-great grandfather. He was a soilder in the Civil War during the last year of the war. Later in life, he lived at the Grand Rapids solider's home and is buried there. My grandma, Edith, said that her mother, Alice Argle Fredette, was not able to go to the funeral.<br />
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William and his wife, Amelia Krause, had children. Amelia died when son, Charles, was 15 and my great-grandma, Alice, only 5. William was able to work, and live, at the Bay City Children's Home. <br />
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1. CHARLES WILLIAM ARGLE, b 14 Jul 1874 probably in Bay City MI. He died after the 1930 census of Snohomish County, Washington. His name appears in an online transcription of Marysville Cemetery in that county, but birth and death dates are not shown. A newspaper article states a descendant has placed a new headstone on Charles' and his wife's graves. Snohomish Co censuses list Charles as a blacksmith, sawmill laborer, shingle mill laborer. Charles married in King Co WA in 1907 Elizabeth Pfromm, b ca 1875 MI, d 24 Feb 1943 Snohomish WA. Elizabeth was the daughter of Catherine (Schriner) Pfromm and granddaughter of Christina (Argle) Schriner.</div>
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2. SARAH ARGLE, b ca 1876.<br />
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3. FRANK FREDRICK ARGLE, b 9 Oct 1880, d 7 Feb 1936, buried Beaver Township Cemetery, Auburn MI. Married 25 Sep 1904 Mary Lederer, b 19 Jul 1882, d 8 Mar 1959.<br />
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4. EDITH S. ARGLE, b ca 1883, m Bay City MI 19 Nov 1901 Charles Simon Smith, b 16 Jun 1881. They lived in Flint, Michigan.<br />
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5. ALICE ARGLE, b Aug 1885, m Bay City 27 Feb 1906 George Fredette. <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">(L to R) George Fredette, Edith Argle, Alice Argle Fredette, Frank Argle, (front) Madeline Fredette Goniea, Edith Fredette Yops</td></tr>
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6. EMMA ARGLE, b 12 Aug 1887 Bay City. Twin to Willis; both died in infancy.<br />
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7. WILLIS ARGLE, b 12 Aug 1887 Bay City. Twin to Emma; both died in infancy.Lingering Liveaboardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09028592694059262085noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7360912816789530010.post-80821013824752553892012-01-07T14:02:00.000-08:002012-01-07T14:02:10.427-08:00With Grandma<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">My Grandma, Edith Yops, feeding my aunt, Jacqueline</td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">My great-grandma (Left) Alice Fredette and my Gram, Edith Yops (R)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">My Aunt Jackie (L) and Gram Edith Yops and Dad Rich Yops</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">My Dad Rich Yops and Gram Edith Yops at the Cicotte St. house</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Aunt Jackie and Gram Edith Yops at Gram's Bristol Hills apt (the 121, lower level)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">My Gram, Edith Yops, and Dad, Rich Yops, with my sister Gretchen and brother Christian (stop sucking your finger!)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">My Gram at my Dad's house - bet she had just finished a few batches of choc chip cookies and a few apple pies</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Picture and greeting message from my Gram, Edith Yops, Christmas 2010 (her last)</td></tr>
</tbody></table>Lingering Liveaboardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09028592694059262085noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7360912816789530010.post-78755709446137455632012-01-07T13:45:00.000-08:002012-01-07T13:45:54.113-08:00Grandma's First Boyfriend<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXC-bFanWWsN2A9MG4HGQLo_JuzTAAk1KxqwGjVoXv2veJCWtOgKdxuMM0Fs21PIqMZhKmBQZ9IunDzOqlBoi8pB3H25TLDRGJVqK1UyDvj3kRsEl-zTDlTmUvE8TkD23AruAsyHlv0kc/s1600/%2528R%2529+Bluie+LaFee%252C+Gram%2527s+first+boyfriend.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXC-bFanWWsN2A9MG4HGQLo_JuzTAAk1KxqwGjVoXv2veJCWtOgKdxuMM0Fs21PIqMZhKmBQZ9IunDzOqlBoi8pB3H25TLDRGJVqK1UyDvj3kRsEl-zTDlTmUvE8TkD23AruAsyHlv0kc/s640/%2528R%2529+Bluie+LaFee%252C+Gram%2527s+first+boyfriend.jpg" width="452" /> </a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Bluie LaFee was my grandma's first boyfriend. He's pictured above, to the right. His sister's name was Midlred and she was the same age as Grandma's sister, Monica. Mildred and Monica would have to push Gram and Bluie in buggies and the older sisters hated it. Grandma told me that Bluie, "...was a nice boy but was full of the devil." Apparently, he had a bad mouth. </div>Lingering Liveaboardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09028592694059262085noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7360912816789530010.post-90254912674191023512011-11-21T17:55:00.000-08:002011-11-21T17:55:17.064-08:00George Fredette, my great-grandfather<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">My great-grandparents' wedding certificate - George Fredette and Alice Argle - February 27, 1906</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Newspaper obituaries for George Fredette's death (sorry they're so small)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Pamphlet for George Fredette's death</td></tr>
</tbody></table>Lingering Liveaboardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09028592694059262085noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7360912816789530010.post-19837063039498740182011-11-19T05:43:00.000-08:002011-11-19T05:43:46.655-08:00My grandma, Edith Yops<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">My grandma, Edith Fredette Yops, as a child, in River Rouge MI</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Grandma at 16/17 yrs old at Jean Bradley's house, on James St. in River Rouge. Jean's dad ran a "blind big" saloon in the basement. No one knew as this was in the bootlegging days.</td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">(L to R) Uncle Bernard (Gram's brother), Grandma, and Grandpa August Yops at the Elm St. apartment</td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Grandma with her sister, Madeline, just after Gram and Grandpa were married</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Grandma when she was pregnant with Jackie</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">With the Goniea's - (L to R) Bob, Grandma, Phillip, and Aunt Madeline Goniea with Uncle Howard in the back</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Grandma with my dad, Richard, and aunt, Jackie</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Grandma (R) with Great-grandma Alice Argle Fredette (L), in what looks like the Cicotte St. house in Rouge</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Grandpa August Yops and my Grandma with their son, my dad</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">My grandpa, in the right, holding my dad</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">My handsome grandpa with my aunt (on the left)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">My dad :) </td></tr>
</tbody></table>Lingering Liveaboardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09028592694059262085noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7360912816789530010.post-54275582683288134482011-11-12T11:12:00.000-08:002011-11-12T11:12:48.621-08:00George and Alice FredetteMy great-grandparents were George and Alice Fredette (parents of my grandmother, Edith Marie Fredette Yops). They met for the first time in Bay City, Michigan, which was the location of their first home.<br />
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George made a homemade radio for the household. It was a chest out of wood, with dials, and included electricity. George would try to pick up stations. My grandma (a young girl then) said that it would squeak a lot, but it would work...sometimes.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">At Grandma Yops' apartment - Oct 1984</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">In Uncle Billy's pool - Wyandotte MI - with Uncle Garry Copado</td></tr>
</tbody></table>Lingering Liveaboardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09028592694059262085noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7360912816789530010.post-39846017228323665792011-07-11T04:32:00.001-07:002011-11-12T04:22:47.141-08:00Remembering<span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">Remember that a world can close</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times;">Today, or next week</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times;">and become a memory.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Times;">A warm life suddenly shut</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times;">Still loved, smelled, felt</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times;">Sneaking thoughts unexpectedly.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Times;">Common routines afterward enhanced</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times;">Brewing coffee, cooking food</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times;">First outside light streaming through the front door. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Times;">Thoughts hopping around</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times;">Like the shoes of young </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times;">A batch of goodness to indulge in daily and forever more. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Times;">- Alison Sayers</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times;">10 July 2011</span>Lingering Liveaboardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09028592694059262085noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7360912816789530010.post-29272741789480207142011-04-25T06:41:00.000-07:002011-04-25T08:24:31.187-07:00Family LinesThe following family lines will be shared on this blog and more will be added as information becomes available: <br />
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Alison's Paternal: <br />
<ul><li>Yops (Jobst) family</li>
<li>Fredette family</li>
<li>Berendt family</li>
</ul>Alison's Maternal: <br />
<ul><li>Copado family</li>
<li>Wagner family</li>
</ul>Alison in Marriage: <br />
<ul><li>Sayers family</li>
<li>Parnell family</li>
</ul>Lingering Liveaboardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09028592694059262085noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7360912816789530010.post-12539348035257072842011-04-25T06:35:00.000-07:002011-04-25T09:23:57.638-07:00Purpose of this BlogWelcome to my family site which I begin with hopes for sharing family ancestry information with relatives of mine who wish to learn. Our family has a deep history here in the United States and I believe that my life holds greater meaning knowing who came before me and created a foundation for who I am and what I have been able to accomplish. Just think - if our ancestors hadn't made the choices they did, our lives would be completely different, and it is possible that we wouldn't have existed at all. Their lives and stories are important and I hope that this can be a forum where we can share information, learn with one another and celebrate the lives of those who have passed.Lingering Liveaboardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09028592694059262085noreply@blogger.com0