RESEARCH TRIPS : August 2 - 17, 2003 - Genealogy Trip
August 2
The exciting journey begins with me driving to Little Rock, AR, to pick up my Mom so we could
begin our journey the next day. What on earth you pack for a 2-week vacation is hard to figure out,
but we were able
to get all the stuff in my little car. It was full, and we decided we wouldn't be able to pick up hitch-hikers
on the way!
August 3
We begin by getting up early and heading out to Olney, IL, the town where I
grew up. This was going to be our first overnight stop before heading further north, and
will stay with my girlfriend Penni and her husband in
Olney. Did you know this is the Home of the White Squirrels? (That doesn't include my mother and
me.) On the way, we missed our first interstate to go "up north" and did a mini-tour of Memphis
and got to see the Danny Thomas hospital when we turned around. We had a great visit
with Penni and her family as well as a good home-cooked meal on the farm with steak, potatoes, salad, home-grown
green beans, tomatoes, etc. It was a quick visit and we will be heading out in the
morning. Penni and her husband collaborated on the best way to get to Champaign, IL, from the
cornfields of southern Illinois and gave us the directions to Champaign, which was about 2.5 hours
away.
August 4
We leave out from the "Penni and Tony" farm with the directions ambling through
roads surrounded by cornfields
to find the main road to the city of Champaign. Then we find out we really need
to go the Urbana IL, and quickly
recover
and find
our way to the place we
really need to go. Upon our arrival in Urbana, we go to the courthouse and find
some land records and then head on to the historical society.
By now it is afternoon and we are making our way through all the information
they have, which is alot. We find a few things of value, and they clue us in
on where to get a room, which is right across the street, at the Abe Lincoln
Hotel. Did you
know ole Abe practiced law there? We get all settled in the room for the
evening and then the bellboy calls and
asks "did you leave your car door open?" I say "I don't think so". So I run
down there and sure enough when I parked the car, I just jumped out and left
the door wide open with some of our stuff in it. Nothing was missing so this
time I closed and locked the door. Our journey is getting off to
a great start...
August 5
We get up early (again) and head over to the Champaign County historical society
to
look
up
some
more stuff, eat lunch, and head on to Danville, IL in Vermillion
County. We go to the Courthouse (which is not that easy to find) and get some
land
records and head to the Historical Society which has alot of information.
We decide we are done in that town and head off to Jackson, OH, to see how far
we can get before nightfall. We end up driving all the way, arriving at night,
got a motel
room, and snuggled in for some
sleep.
August 6
We are now officially in Jackson County, OH, in the big city of Jackson (that's a joke)! We get all our maps
out to go find the cemeteries in the Welsh community in the Madison township. Since I was in the area in the
Spring I was familiar with where we needed to go.
So our first stop was the Moriah church which was the
first church started by the Welsh community who founded the area around 1818. They have a graveyard so we stop.
We get our pads and cameras, and lo and behold, I shut the door and lock the keys in the car along with our
purses, water, and cell phone. You have to imagine being in farmland in the middle of no where at a vacant church.
We didn't panic! At least not yet. To make a long story short, a lady with her two kids drove by and stopped (actually
I waved them down frantically) and they left and called their mechanic. She came back about 20 minutes later and
gave us his name and told us he would be there in 20 minutes -- he was coming out from Jackson. Ever so
thorough, I told her what we were doing and she knew some Dulaney's. She was great in making sure we
got help. The guy
arrived right on schedule, had us unlocked in 5 minutes, and didn't charge us a dime!
He wouldn't take money! And, by the
way, none of our ancient relatives were buried in that cemetery.
Here's Mom relaxing
while we are waiting. I
won't mention what Mom and I did behind the church while waiting during that hour.
The parishioner's wouldn't appreciate it!
As you can possibly tell, there is no other farms around except the
abandoned one across the road.
We jump back
in the car and head on to the next cemetery stop at the Evans Cemetery, which is where Benjamin's son William's
wife is buried -- Jane Jones Dulaney -- along with 3 of their children. She is the daughter of one of the founders written in history of
the Welsh community in the early 1800's. He is also buried along with the rest of his family , but his
grave and others are unmarked. The cemetery is
located down a country road on a hillside on the left side of the road.
The tombstombs are all nestled in the line of trees and it looks a little eery. Wouldn't want to be
out there at night. But the cemetery is maintained by a chapter in the city because it contains the graves
of the early founders of the area, This is a picture of some of the graves. No one has
been buried here past the late 1860's I believe. Several of the markers are knocked over/broken. It was so quiet
and peaceful there, and no one arose from their grave -- thank goodness. Also I didn't lock my keys in
the car there.

Here's the grouping that is William's
family for Jane his wife, son Milton, and two daughters -- Sarah and Annis.
We head out to some more cemeteries -- don't have too much luck. But we do go to the Emory
Cemetery on Sardis Road in Madison Township, Jackson County, OH. Here's the Emory Cemetery where we do find John Mossbarger, his wife, and one
of his children. John is the brother of Chris, who married Anstis (Benjamin's daughter).
Believe it or not, as a side note, before we
get to the Emory Cemetery on Sardis road, we stop to get something to drink at an Auto shop on Sardis road. We are
still out in farm country and was pretty surprised to find a new, clean car garage in the middle of
nowhere. I walk up to the Soda machine to get a couple of cokes and a lady says "are you the ones that
locked your keys in the car?" I'm shocked and say nothing - not believing that news could travel that fast. She
explains that it was her brother-in-law who was sent out from that shop we were at! Ha Ha!
We have finished for the day and head back to Jackson and spend several hours in the library
before going back to the hotel for a good night's rest.
Continued...

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