Friday, July 15, 2016

LFR 15 July 2016 - Number 0936

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Your tombstone stands amongst the rest, neglected and alone
The names and dates are chiselled out on polished marble stone
It reaches out to all who care, it is too late to mourn
You did not know that I exist, you died and I was born
Yet each of us are cells of you, in flesh, in blood, in bone.
Our blood contracts and beats a pulse entirely not our own

Dear Ancestor, 
The place you filled one hundred years ago
Spreads out amongst the ones you left who would have loved you so,
I wonder if you lived and loved, I wonder if you knew
That someday I would find this spot, and come to visit you. 



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                       Family Events for today 15th July, from our database

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Family Events
1712 - Baptism: Tamasin LAWS-29846, Hawkinge KEN UK
1783 - Marriage: John HAYLETT-1437 and Anne LAWS-1438, Necton NFK UK
1803 - Birth: Elizabeth LAWES-1217,
1821 - Marriage: Robert LAWS (Butcher & Publican) -3348 and Sarah WARD (Schoolmistress                   (1851) -3349, East Dereham NFK UK
1851 - Birth: Robert LAWS (Coal Miner - Chargeman) -7558, East Cramlington NBL UK
1856 - Marriage: Samuel Brewster WOODHULL-39566 and Julia S LAWS-39565,
          Long Island NY United States
1860 - Christen: Elizabeth Ann LAWS-4250, Newcastle upon Tyne NBL UK

1864 - Burial: Isaac LAWS (PVT US Army) -16725, Little Rock National Cemetery
          AR United States
1875 - Birth: Robert Henry LAWS (Company Secretary & My Grandfather) -7166,
          Bethnal Green MDX UK

1878 - Birth: John Bonner  LAWS (Carpenter)-31010, Bellavale TN USA
1879 - Birth: James Isaac LAWS-33701, Johnson City, Washington Co TN United States
1880 - Birth: Edna LAWS-41769, KY United States
1888 - Birth: Myrtle LAWS-19536, Lebo, Coffey Kansas United States
1890 - Birth: Walter Trowbridge LAWS-41700, IL United States
1897 - Death: Thomas Jefferson LAWS-24905, Callaway Co MO USA
1897 - Death: William Alderson LAWS (Builder) -17197, Whitley Bay NBL UK
1898 - Baptism: Hilda LAWS-24373, Ryhope DUR UK
1910 - Death: William John LAWS-35171, Balmain NSW AUSTRALIA
1911 - Death: William Frank LAWS (Foreman Shipbuilder) -8602, Brisbane QLD AUSTRALIA
1913 - Death: De Wilton LAWS-40677, Philadelphia PA United States
1914 - Birth: Edward John LAWS-18054, Cincinnati OH USA
1917 - Death: Julia S LAWS-39565, Long Island NY United States
1917 - Birth: Eric Robert LAWS (RAAF) -12904, Brisbane QLD AUSTRALIA
1922 - Marriage: John M LAWS (Metal polisher & Buffer)-39545 and Pearl HIGGINS-39546,
1927 - Naturalization: Claude Douglas LAWES (Machine Parts Salesman) -41560, Los Angeles CA             United States
1929 - Death: Fannie LAWS-20638,
1934 - Death: Ralph W LAWS-20473,
1935 - Residence: Francis William  LAWS (Company Director)-5746,
1949 - Death: John LAWS (Cpl US Army)-16739,
1949 - Burial: Percy Murray LAWS-11499, Dutton Park, Brisbane QLD AUSTRALIA
1961 - Death: George Alexander LAWS-17359, Windsor BRK UK
1961 - Residence: George Alexander LAWS-17359, Higher Denham BKM UK
1964 - Death: Joseph Edward LAWS (RN M15026) -24411, Lewisham KEN UK
1964 - Residence: Joseph Edward LAWS (RN M15026) -24411, Bromley KEN UK
1964 - Death: Isaac LAWS-20437,
1994 - Death: Samuel Kenneth LAWS-25112,
1997 - Probate: Albert William LAWS-38603, Winchester HAM UK

2010 - Death: Albert LAWS-33517, March CAM UK

1815 - Birth: Garson BLAKE (Builders, Coal & General Mcht) -3407, 
1876 - Birth: Alfred  SAVILLE (Engineer)-14292, Deptford KEN UK
1897 - Birth: Ernest Edward STANLEY-12434, Basford NTT UK
1912 - Birth: Alta Alicia ROGERS-40936, Elgin OR USA
1917 - Birth: Dorethy Phyllis Pearce JONES-14647, NSW AUSTRALIA
1963 - Death: Eldon Arthur PURSELL-20728, Richland Center WI United States
1991- Death: Ruby Georgina COBBETT-265, Milton ONTARIO CANADA
1997 - Burial: Esther Helen PETRICK-22762, Huntingdon UT United States


John Robert Laws 1921-2008

Part 17
There was time to wander while parents were busy, mother shopping and father at work, and every corner of that little town stays clear in my mind. The crumbling cliffs were ideal for climbing and sliding down the dusty gullies if a piece of wood or tin could be found to sit on. Not so good for my white shorts which would acquire ochre coloured seat. Resulting in the admonition “You be careful now”. These cliffs were gradually being eroded by the North Sea and from time to time a part of a garden or even a house would go sliding down. The sea defences were made stronger by extension of the hefty concrete promenade towards the south which is still holding up well. A walk along the beach beyond its end soon brought one to the more exclusive resort of Frinton, with its wide green lawns along the cliff tops which was usually visited once or twice during a holiday.
                                             Walton on the Naze Essex

The northern part of Walton was lower without cliffs. The end of the High Street came along to the Front and the road and sea wall went on past a sometimes marshy patch of land beyond which the road went into a scattered little residential area and then dying out. Here the cliffs had risen again at the golf course where an old brick tower stands at the highest point. This provided a pleasant evening stroll which my father and I often took as far as the Naze. Felixstowe could be seen across the water as the land on our side ran back to the muddy tidal backwaters behind the coast.

These back waters ran right up behind the town and about twenty five acres of them were cut off from the tides with a dyke and made into a large lake with boats. This was a main attraction of the town to my father and virtually every morning that was fit, he and I would have a sailing dinghy out and sail the seven seas. His father had been a Sea Captain and I am told that only his mother’s insistence had prevented my father going to sea as a young man. As I grew older I was allowed a dinghy to myself and although I was never to become an addict I can understand how others do so. Being regulars and known to the boatman. We were allowed to sail on days when the wind was too strong to risk his dinghies in the hands of strangers and these were the days when it became quite fun.
                                Walton Mere

The attraction of boats also ruled one of our regular outings during the holiday. We always went at least once to Brightlingsea, a slightly scruffy town famous only for boat yards and shrimp teas. It has always been an ocean racing centre but was not particularly prosperous in those days, there were wonderful boats on offer, at giveaway prices. We didn’t buy one. 

We just walked in the sun and looked, ate our shrimp tea and perhaps an ice cream, then trundled back to Walton. At Dedham however, another regular outing we could get a rowing boat on the Stour and glide through Constable’s countryside between the pollarded willows in the soft June sunshine. This was I fear, my father’s holiday, again just he and I went boating but then we were off in the car to Flatford for a strawberry tea amongst the wasps beside the bridge. It is all still there but somehow the rural peace is not the same since everyone spouted wheels.

All the countryside was more rural as a much smaller number of townsfolk invaded it every weekend. All the corn was cut with a reaper-binder of course and stood up in stooks in the field.
Until it was cut East Anglia was a mass of red poppies, more beloved by the holidaymaker than the farmer. Farming had been depressed for some years and old cottages were being condemned as unfit for human habitation. It is sad to think it is only the war which brought back a sort of prosperity or at least a brief understanding of the need to grow our own food which now seems to be fading away again.

The thought of the corn takes me back to another little holiday I spent in the countryside. In truth mum and dad wanted a holiday on their own and Lottie took Mary and me for a week to her parents’ cottage in Bocking which really was rural. The water came from a long handled pump outside the back door and the loo was by the wash house in the garden. 

It was late summer but any need for light was met by oil lamps and candles. Little did I know that these were the normal facilities for most of rural England, and that for many places they would stay unchanged for another thirty years.
It was harvest time  and the horse drawn reaper-binder went round and round the field throwing out sheaves and driving the ever present rabbits into the centre until they made a run for it  and someone got rabbit pie for dinner. 

Wages were meagre, but food was important, there was rhubarb under the apple tree and more cabbages than roses in the garden. There were plums in the garden too and home-made wine in the kitchen cupboard set into the wall alongside the black kitchen range.

There were no pavements through the village. There was after all virtually no traffic A few yards along the road on the other side from the cottage a path led down to the lazy river with its carpet of water lilies raising their bright yellow flowers above the dark green leaves, A few cows grazed the meadow beside the river avoiding the buttercups and leaving their squelchy traps for the unwary walker behind them. I didn’t wonder then, what it was like there in the winter time.

Another little holiday that was different turned up when my Uncle Albert and Aunt Louise were home on leave, and were going to spend a little while in a cottage in Cornwall. Their son Frank was a little younger than me, and I was invited to come along so that we could spend some time together. 

It was the only long train journey I had taken as a small boy, about ten years old I think, although the steam trains were always rushing past the bottom of our garden at home, I was unimpressed by the train journey. Once it had chugged out of Paddington the countryside rushed by, very different  from travelling in the car. Leaving our smoke and smuts behind us we dashed on through green fields until we came to the red soil of Devon,  with its sheep  smeared with the colour, then into the less lush Cornwall. 

The cottage was at Crantock on the north coast but not the bleak and barren part. It was tiny and ancient, just a few stone and thatch cottages and a church, but the memory of it is of the peace of the village and the emptiness of the beach where we were able to swipe a golf ball along without fear of hitting someone.
My uncle was reputed to be keen on photography and certainly had an enormous quarter plate camera which no doubt was capable of taking excellent photographs he must have need a pantechnicon to carry it around.
He was the up-market brother , whereas my dad was the up-to-date brother and had a little folding roll film camera just for holiday snaps.         

Part 18
Lord, help me dig into the past
and sift the sands of time
That I might find the roots that made
This family tree of mine

Lord, help me trace the ancient roads,
On which my father's trod
And led them through so many lands
To find our present sod.

Lord, help me find an ancient book
Or dusty manuscript,
Thats's safely hidden now away
In some forgotten crypy.

Lord, let it bridge the gap that haunts
My soul, when I can't find
The missing link between some name
That ends the same as mine


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