Notes from the past…

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Just a bit of housework

I’ve been doing some maintenance around here. While I have a Flickr account for all my genealogy-related images, I’d really like them all to be housed here at my hosted account. I’ve tried to install a couple of “photo album” programs here, but I’m not really good at all the Geek-isms, so I haven’t been able to get that going.

Then I tried a couple of WordPress plugins, but I’m not happy with the look. But, I’ll keep working on that.

Next, I deleted my Graveyard Rabbits blog. Let’s face it folks: I just don’t have time to maintain it. I have posted to it twice since April. It’s gone.

I added a bit of window dressing to the right sidebar: Everyday Genealogy Fun! (our daily blogging themes).

Following Thomas’ and Randy’s leads, a few days ago I started a separate blog as a journal to post my daily genealogical activies. I think this is a great idea and hopefully will help me stay focused and productive. However, I deleted that blog and will post those daily activities here under the category of “daily journal”. Really trying to simplify things around here.


Treasure Chest Thursday: Western Union telegrams

On 22 Dec 1954, my uncle Miles Francis (Mike) Stanley II died in a tragic gun accident at age 14.

Out of school for Christmas break and seemingly with nothing else to do, Mike and a friend had borrowed a couple of guns without permission and gone target shooting atop a small hill near their homes. Being the teenager that he was, Mike held one of the weapons, a pistol, to his head and playfully said to his friend, “Dare me?” The friend told him to stop being silly and turned back to his own target. In the next instant, the sound of a pistol shot rang out. Mike’s terrified friend turned in time to see Mike’s body roll down the hill. The pistol had accidentally gone off, the bullet entering Mike’s head near his right temple. He was killed instantly.

My grandfather’s best friend was in the Navy and stationed at Norfolk, Virginia at the time of this tragedy. Uncle Dick, as we all knew him, was unable to return to Fort Worth to comfort his adopted family. These are the original Western Union telegrams that he sent to my grandfather to express his own heartbreak and condolences:

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