This certifies that Isaac Turner and S. S. Vance
were united by me in the
Holy Bonds of Matrimony ??? 29th day of ??? in the year of our Lord 1855
in presence of
Samuel Vance, J. B. Ellerge, S. A. Vance, M. A. Ellerge
Sadly, there are only four pages that remain of the Turner Family Bible. These page remnants were repaired by simple scotch tape and mounted on cardboard. Not the ideal manner of salvaging 160+ year-old documents. But it’s done and this is all that’s left.
By comparing the word “Turner” at the top of this page with Sarah Turner’s signature on Isaac’s Civil War pension documents, it appears that this Bible page was completed by Sarah herself. Most of the writing on the 3 other surviving pages also appears to be that of Sarah Turner.
Even though these documents are in poor condition, they do contain a wealth of information, most of it amassed “in the first person”, as it were.
Thank you, Sarah!
The prompt for Day 8 of Women’s History Month is
Did one of your female ancestors leave a diary, journal, or collection of letters? Share an entry or excerpt.
Unfortunately, I don’t have any letters or diaries. Between me and my 2 aunts, I’m not aware of any being in existence.
But, I do have a photograph of an old house, and on the back of the photo is info about the house, written by my 3rd great-grandmother, Susan William Lee (Martin) Kennedy (1843-1918). Pretty cool, I think!
“J. T. Stanley
Mrs Wm L Kennedy
Ownes This book”
The only problem is that this house is in Mineral Wells, Texas, not Grandview, Texas. Right owner, wrong location. Simply proof that every item of evidence needs to be thoroughly examined. Don’t assume anything!
I was 13 years old when my great-grandmother Mary Tennessee (Turner) Rogers died at age 91. When you’re 13, you don’t notice much but yourself and your friends. (I know, my granddaughter just turned 13!) So, I don’t have that many memories of “MawMaw” Rogers. I wish I’d paid attention, MawMaw saw a lot in her 91 years. If only I’d listened…
One of my oldest memories is of MawMaw Rogers’ house. Kind of dark, tall ceilings, peeling wallpaper, crickety wooden floors. I was probably only 5 or 6 years old.
I remember that I was at her house and she fixed me a cup of hot tea with honey. It was so delicious!
That’s all that I can remember, just a flash, really. Tall ceilings, peeling wallpaper and hot tea with honey.
A wonderful memory indeed!