Friday, October 9, 2020

Philosophy of Writing

I have a friend on Facebook, Robert Perry, who has many things in common with me. Although we have never met face-to-face, we grew up in the same small town of Wolcott, Connecticut, we both moved away when we pursued our further education, and we both enjoy writing. He is several years younger than I and so we have no friends or significant experiences in common. However, through genealogical investigations we are distant cousins of each other, having several ancestors from New England/Connecticut history in common. But we have very different writing styles and philosophies – even when writing about the same or similar topics.

Many of my writings take the form of what I call “Genealogy Stories.” Focusing on a particular character, or set of related characters, in the history of Wolcott or of Connecticut, or other ancestors of mine or my wife’s, I tell the story in a way that incorporates both the genealogy of that individual, but that also includes the greater context in which that genealogy exists. This can include historical events (what else was going on at the time), geological information (where it was taking place), societal context (what life was like at the time), etc., and usually more than one of these types of context. So, while the main theme is that individual’s life story and the significant dates in their life (birth, marriage, children, death), it’s never just a series of facts, but trying to put that individual in the context where all those things happened.

I also tend to list a number of references about where I found that information, thus encouraging others to continue to read these other references for themselves. And if the individual is related to me, I will also mention that relationship to show how we are often personally connected to others beyond our immediate sphere.

Because there are so many facts given in these stories, I am conscious of breaking my writing up into easily managed chunks by using small-to-moderate sized paragraphs and the white space between the paragraphs to allow others to read the story without getting too confused by the amount of information. I generally keep the story somewhat short – about 3-5 pages in document format – because my purpose is to encourage others to appreciate the context (history/geography/etc.) and make the story more “real” and not just a series of dates and events.

I have chosen to present these stories in a blog for a couple of reasons. First, it keeps them all together and in a place where people can find them. And second, because that medium allows me to preserve most of the formatting in paragraphs, etc.

I don’t have thousands, or even hundreds, of followers, so I post links to these blog entries in social media. And I have learned that because our society is so visually focused, that putting one or more relevant pictures in the blog will cause the picture to show up in the news feed and help encourage people to then click on the link to my blog (although I did not do this the first few years, so my older postings remain just textual).

In contrast to my style of writing, Bob relies on a much different one. His is deeply personal and written from that perspective. As an example, when he wrote about the 100+ year old statue of the horse on the Waterbury green, it was in the context of his seeing the statue as a small boy, wondering why it was there, and eventually making his way to the local library where a kind librarian helped him find the information he craved about the horse, its owner, and why the statue had been built.

 

He writes in long, descriptive sentences filled with colorful adjectives and nouns, and lots of commas to separate the many phrases of his rich explanations. While my writing has an educational slant to it, his is very emotive and seeks to draw the reader into the environment of the story and to feel personally connected to it.

He then posts the relevant picture to an album on his Facebook page and copies what he has written into the accompanying post. In doing so, most of the formatting is lost and the post is one long string of words below that initial picture. But while that would be harmful to my writing style, for his it is not. Rather, his readers find themselves getting lost in the jungle of descriptive words and long, run-on sentences and thus even more drawn into the world that he is presenting. Overwhelmed by the beauty of his descriptions, they relate to this world in an intimate fashion and see everything through his eyes.

Both of these styles of writing are useful, but they come from different philosophies of writing. I want to draw people in by showing how all these stories are part of the larger context in which we all live. Bob wants to draw people in by getting them to relate personally to the story. In a sense, one is outside-in, and the other is inside-out. But we both want to help others learn about and appreciate our history.

Bob put it this way:

“How to tell the stories of our ancestors, the many other Americans who gave us our great country and the progress of America so as to generate not merely interest but appropriate and strictly truthful regard for the legacy enjoyed by all of us, whether their lineal or much more broadly cultural descendants, has become a chief concern of mine. These stories, surprisingly only some of which have been written about at all even after centuries, almost in every case need to be made interesting for those now alive, who too often have been taught an unnecessary hostility to them if they consider history relevant in the least.”

I am a big fan of his writing, and he is a fan of mine. The world needs both of our philosophies.

 

 

Sunday, September 13, 2020

Baptizing Grandsons

Today was a very momentous day for me and for our four Christman grandsons. I’ve shared before how I was able to lead the two youngest ones to Christ. But recently, I was talking to two of them and they expressed a desire to also be baptized. I checked with the others and they all said they wanted to be, but only if I participated in the ceremony.

I’ve been making arrangements with the pastors from our church – first with our Executive Pastor, Dave Schoen, then being passed on to Dave Schlonecker when Pastor Schoen realized he had a conflict because of a wedding of his nephew this weekend, then being passed on again to our Youth Pastor, Jared Burkholder, when Pastor Schlonecker had a stroke two weeks ago. Because there were not going to be any others being baptized today, I made arrangement with Jared that he would do the introductions and read the boys testimonies and I would be the one in the baptistry with the boys asking them the necessary questions and then immersing them.

It was an emotional time for me. I also realized afterwards that I may be the only non-pastor in our church who has ever performed a baptism. That’s not an issue since I’ve been an elder of our church for 38 years and am fully qualified to do so, but it’s still not typical.

I’ve copied each of the boys testimonies below as well as pictures from this morning. What a great day of celebration!

 

Ethan Christman Testimony

I became a Christian in 2015. I was on my bunkbed and my brother Isaiah was sleeping on the bottom bunk. My mother was in the room talking to me. I don’t remember everything about the conversation, but we were talking about the church and other related subjects. Mom asked if I wanted to pray, so she started and we prayed together.

I believe that the Bible is true and I want to follow Jesus’ example the rest of my life.

My favorite Bible verse is John 3:16. “For God so loved the world that he gave his one and only Son, that whoever believes in him shall not perish but have eternal life.”

 


 


Isaiah Christman Testimony

I became a Christian in May 2018. I was brushing my teeth and getting ready for bed and decided that I needed to have Jesus in my heart so I could be part of His family. I just stopped right where I was and prayed to Him. It was just a private time between me and God, but I’ve never questioned my decision since then. 

My favorite Bible verse is Isaiah 12:2, “Surely God is my salvation; I will trust and not be afraid.”


 

 

Caleb Christman Testimony

A few days after Christmas of 2018, I was in the living room with my grandpa and we were talking about church and spiritual things. I knew that God and Jesus loved me and that I loved them, but I wanted to ask Jesus into my heart so that I could be part of his family. So my grandpa and I prayed to God together.

Now I’m happy that I’m a part of God’s family and that he looks after me.


 

 

Asher Christman Testimony

When our whole family was at Pinebrook this summer there was one day that I wasn’t feeling well and so I was lying on my bunkbed instead of going to the evening children’s time. My grandpa stayed with me and was lying next to me on the bed. We were talking about God and Jesus. I asked if we could pray together and so we did. I asked Jesus to forgive me and let me live with him forever.

Now I have two birthdays just 5 days apart – my physical birthday and my spiritual birthday! I’m happy that I will get to live forever!


 



 

Wednesday, September 9, 2020

Small Medical Adjustments

I’ve shared before some of the major medical events in my life before (*1, *2, *3). But life contains not only these types of major events, but small events (adjustments) as well. I’ve had three of them during the past six months that have had some impact on my life – and will continue to have going forward.

  

Wearing a CPAP

During the COVID-19 pandemic, many of my medical appointments were via telemedicine. One of them was my annual visit with my cardiologist. One of the things that he believes is that there are a lot of connections between the various medical issues that people have and that adjustments to one of those issues can impact others. Based on my medical history and some questions he asked during that meeting, he wondered if I would be willing to participate in a sleep study. I agreed and he arranged for the equipment to be delivered to our home.

Sleeping with a small microphone near my mouth (to record breathing and snoring noises), and a finger “cuff” (to record blood oxygen levels, pulse, etc.) is an interesting experience. I did this for 3 nights, then mailed all the equipment back. The determination was that I had very mild sleep apnea (and which was confirmed by my wife that I do not snore nearly as much as I did many years ago). My cardiologist called a few days later and recommended that I consider using a CPAP machine (which would be covered by my Medicare insurance). I agreed to follow his recommendation.

The technology in the latest machines is quite amazing. Besides being able to give different pressures (or even ramping up the pressure gradually), it can preheat the moisture it puts into the delivered air, etc. It also has cell phone technology built into it that sends the daily results on usage back to the company which supplies the unit (I hesitated allowing this type of intrusive technology into the house, but eventually decided it was acceptable).

Based on an online questionnaire from the company that I filled out first, their recommendation was for a standard nostril feed rather than a mask which would cover both the nose and mouth. Because I have always been a mouth-breather, they also recommended a chin strap that would keep pressure on my chin and keep my mouth closed (it’s a light pressure so you can still open your mouth if needed, but when the muscles are relaxed in sleep your mouth stays closed).

It took a few weeks to get used to everything (and they require at least 4 hours 70% of the nights in a 30-day period before Medicare will reimburse them). But now I’m using the machine nearly every night for anywhere from 4-8 hours (I often take it off after I get up for my early morning bathroom run).

There are two main benefits. One is that whatever low level of sleep apnea I had is now gone – and that’s what my cardiologist was seeking to change since that relieves any possible strain on my heart. But the other is that since I am no longer a mouth breather during the night that my oral health has improved. I used to take a nightly Therabreath tablet that would keep my mouth from getting dry while I slept as mouth breathing had a negative impact on my gums and contributed to periodontal disease. Now with my mouth always closed my gums don’t dry out. And since I breathe through my nose at night, I’ve noticed that I tend to breathe that way during the day as well. Double benefit!



 

Intermittent Fasting

In late summer I had a second cardiologist visit so that they could conduct an EKG to monitor the health of my heart (something you can’t do during a telemedicine visit). As we talked afterwards – I appreciate the personal level of care that he gives – he mentioned some of the other life factors that he considers as having an effect on one’s overall health and thus on one’s heart health. One that he was particularly keen on was called “intermittent fasting” (IF). He talked about all the other diet routines – Weight Watchers, Atkins, Jenny Craig, Noom, etc. – but he likes IF because it does not require any particular change in foods eaten, special purchases, etc.

That appealed to me, because unlike many individuals my age who have some control over what foods they buy, we eat together as a family with our daughter and four growing grandsons. The pattern that my cardiologist uses is to do IF three days a week (M, T, Th) and keeping eating to just an 8-hour window (11am-7pm) on those days.

I starting doing the same the week after my visit, but quickly found that my body was strongly objecting to this pattern. I’ve always been taught that breakfast is the most important meal of the day and I have either a bowl of cereal or a few pieces of toast each morning. Skipping those and not eating until lunch time played havoc with my system – my stomach was growling, I started having a consistent headache, and I was out-of-sorts all morning trying that pattern. After less than two weeks I knew that I could not follow his example.

But knowing that I wanted to do something, I instead just stopped any snacking after supper (I often had a small dish of ice cream in the evening), cut back having seconds at supper, and thus established a 12-hour “fast” that I was able to do seven days a week instead of an 18-hour fast three days a week. My body was able to tolerate this and I’ve stuck with it for about 3 weeks now. I’ve since learned that this is not unusual (*4, *5), In fact, one quote in (*5) is “Some may find that a 12-hour fasting window is all they can do without major discomfort. … For beginners, start with 12 hours and build up from there.”

I have not yet taken off a lot of weight – only two pounds in three weeks. But I don’t have extravagant goals either – if I can take off just 20 pounds over the next year that’s all I really need. That’s a far cry from a friend of mine who has used Noom to take off 40 pounds in just 27 weeks, but that’s fine.

However, I have also noticed some progress in other areas, in particular my blood sugars (I do a finger-stick every morning since I’m mildly diabetic) is down a consistent 20 points since I started doing this. It’s still higher than I’d like it to be, but I’m willing to take it slow and easy since that will be more sustainable in the long run.

 

Medication Adjustments

I also appreciate my current primary care physician. Unlike my two prior PCPs who were my age and retired so I had to find someone else, she is pretty aggressive in making sure that I am healthy. Earlier this year she added a CBC (Complete Blood Count) to my periodic blood work. There were no recommendations based on the first one, since she wanted to see a pattern, but she was interested in seeing the results from the second one several months later. There are 21 different items measured in a CBC – and 20 of them were in the normal range (great news!). The one that was out of range was my platelet count which was in the 85-95 (thousand platelets per cubic millimeter of blood) range when “normal” is 140-350. Accordingly, she scheduled me to see a hematologist for further review and recommendations.

I saw him a few weeks ago. He indicated that platelet counts in the 90 range, while lower than average, are generally not an issue. As the count continues lower, there are certain things that cannot be done (for example, below a certain level they will not perform any brain surgery due to the risk of uncontrolled bleeding, below another level they will not perform open-heart surgery, etc.). But he wanted to perform other tests to see if they could determine the cause of the lower-than-average count.

All the initial tests (which they do right in the office) did not identify anything, but as he reviewed my medication list, he noted that I have been taking Zetia (ezetimibe) for the past few years. He was aware of some recent studies where ezetimibe was indicted in cases of thrombocytopenia (low platelet count), including one in a 72-year old man (*6) – gee, that age sounds familiar!

He has scheduled me for a few additional tests in October before I see him again later that month. But in the meantime, I contacted my PCP to get her permission to suspend taking ezetimibe for the next two months to see if that solves the problem. I’ve been taking the ezetimibe for about two years as a cholesterol-lowering drug. It has lowered my total cholesterol from about 140 to 90. But since 140 is still a reasonable value (should be less than 200), we feel that we might be able to do without it.

Results still to be determined, but if my platelet count goes back up to normal range and my cholesterol stays in range, then I’ll be able to take one less medication. The interactions and side effects of taking multiple medications is a complex topic and I’m glad that there are medical professionals to help navigate this area.

 

Notes:

 

*1 - https://ramblinrussells.blogspot.com/2017/03/surviving-kidney-stone.html

*2 - https://ramblinrussells.blogspot.com/2017/02/surviving-heart-attack.html

*3 - https://ramblinrussells.blogspot.com/2017/05/scenes-from-my-hospital-bed.html

*4 - https://www.popsugar.com/fitness/Intermittent-Fasting-Mistakes-43992178

*5 - https://www.eatthis.com/intermittent-fasting-results/

*6 - https://pubmed.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/18252832/

 

 

Saturday, September 5, 2020

Genealogy Story – Vera Estelle Levy

In 1870, the population of the town of New Milford, CT was only 4000. But even so, it was the largest town in northwestern CT – an area that was mostly rural and filled with tree-covered hills. It was here that the many of the major events of my grandmother’s life were to take place over the next several decades.

Maurice Levy was the son of Jewish immigrants from England. He had been born in Brooklyn in March of 1870, but the Levy family had moved to New Milford when he was just a few months old.

Caroline Canfield Northrop was just a year younger than Maurice. Like him, she had been born elsewhere – in her case, Lee, MA. The Northrop family had moved to New Milford when she was two years old. The Levy and Northrop families only lived a few blocks apart and so Maurice and Caroline, then known as Carrie, attended the same small school in town.

After having grown up together, it was only natural that Maurice and Carrie decided to get married – which they did in 1893. He was 23 and she was 22. But Maurice’s aspirations were larger than New Milford and the young couple moved back to Brooklyn, the place of Maurice’s birth and where Maurice’s older brothers, Joseph and Benjamin, had also moved a few years earlier.

It was here that Maurice and Caroline began their family. Vera was born in June of 1895. When she was 3 the family expanded with the birth of her sister Irene in January of 1899. Vera had the lighter complexion and light blue eyes of her mother, but Irene had the darker complexion of her Jewish father. They lived in a three-story, three-family tenement building surrounded by many immigrant families – from Germany, England, Ireland, Norway, Italy, Scotland, Sweden and Holland among others. There were two other children born to Maurice and Caroline in the following decade, but neither of them survived. For a while, Caroline’s youngest brother, Carl, also lived with them and apprenticed with Maurice.

In 1910, tragedy struck the Levy family as Maurice passed away suddenly. Caroline, unable to support herself, immediately moved back to New Milford with her two daughters – then ages 14 and 11. She also took her husband’s body with her. If her connections with Maurice’s Jewish family were tentative before because of her not being Jewish, they were now totally disconnected when she had her husband buried in the Protestant cemetery in town alongside her Northrop relatives.

Moving from the hustle and bustle of Brooklyn, NY, to the rural quietness of New Milford must have been a shock for Vera – especially at the vulnerable age of 14. And with losing her father at the same time, she apparently wanted a father figure in her life. In June of 1914 she married a local boy by the name of Erskine Russell. He was only 19 and she was 18. They moved from New Milford to the closest city of Bridgeport, CT – about 30 miles away – where Erskine got a job working in a foundry.

It was in Bridgeport that Erskine and Vera began their family, with Dorothy being born in 1916 and Vernon (my father) four years later in 1920. When my father was born, they lived at 754 Norman St., but that was their third address on Norman St. in the past few years as they rented and moved frequently.

But despite having children together, that was not sufficient and things were not going well otherwise. In 1922, when my father was not yet two-years old, Erskine abandoned his family and moved to Waterbury, CT where he began living with his father and step-mother (they had moved from New Milford to Waterbury a few years earlier). The next four years would have been very difficult for Vera with two small children and trying to support herself. During this time Vera’s mother, Caroline, moved in with the family so she could care for the children while Vera was working at a series of different jobs.

In mid-1926, Vera and Erskine tried to work things out again – he rented a house in Waterbury for the two of them and their children – who were now both in school. But that did not work out any better and after two years they once again separated and this time divorced – Vera moving back to Bridgeport with the children (and Caroline again joining them) and Erskine moving back home with his father and step-mother. Erskine would not see his children again for nearly a decade.

In order to have the children have stability in their schooling, Vera remained in Bridgeport for a while, but they had six different addresses over the next two years. Finally, in early June 1930, Vera married again, to Charles Rogers from Danbury, a man 30 years her senior – even older than her father. It appears that she really missed that father figure from 20 years earlier. They remained in Danbury for a year, then the following summer moved to New Milford, Vera’s hometown.

After a decade-and-a-half of instability, Vera finally had the stability that she craved. Although Charles was of typical retirement age, he was a self-employed watchmaker and continued to provide the family income for the next decade-plus. Vera could stop working, they could remain in one place for more than a few months, and she could spend time raising her children.

This situation remained for 4+ years. But when Dorothy was out of school and Vernon was a junior in high school, they both left home and moved to Waterbury where they began living with their grandfather and step-grandmother – the spare rooms in that house having been vacated by Erskine who had finally gotten remarried and moved out of his father’s house a few years earlier.

Vera and Charles remained together in New Milford for the next twenty years. It was not until the mid-1950s that Charles, then nearly 90 years old, moved into an assisted-living home in Woodbury. By then Vera, who had always been a bit unstable also needed to move into a nursing home, even though she was only 60. For the remaining years of her life she was moved from one nursing home to another until her passing in 1963 at the age of 68. I’ve shared that story before (see https://ramblinrussells.blogspot.com/2016/01/shell-keep.html), so I’ll not repeat it here.

Vera had a hard life – growing up in a mixed-religion household, losing her father as a teenager, being abandoned by her husband, having to raise two children during the depression, not having a stable home life or even being able to stay in one location for many years, and even having her children move out prematurely. As I was able to visit her in the various nursing homes where she spent the last several years of her life, the visits were never happy experiences as she complained incessantly. But nonetheless, she was my grandmother and I still loved her.

 

[Very Levy]


[Charles and Vera with myself and my sister in 1956]


[Vernon, Vera, Charles - about 1931]


[Wedding to Charles Rogers in 1930]


[Younger Vera]

[Levy Family]


Thursday, August 20, 2020

Ruloff Van Der Kerr – Secret Service Loyalist


Especially in these days when the teaching of History is often neglected, even those who have some understanding of the Revolutionary War may have a simplified view that it was a conflict between the “Americans” (i.e. those living in the British Colonies in what is now part of the United States) and the British. In this simplified view, everyone living here in the Colonies was opposed to what the British were doing (levying taxes, etc.) and we were fighting the British soldiers and trying to kick them out.

I’ve noted in a prior blog (*1), that this was not a simple process and that the war had its beginnings in the mid-1760s and was not finally completed until 26 years later. But it was also complicated by the fact that not everyone in the colonies wanted to cut ties to Britain. As I noted in (*2), when the British invaded New Haven, CT, in July 1779, they decided not to burn the town as there were still many Tories living there and they did not want to destroy the houses of their friends.

This blog is about one of the Tories – my wife’s great*5 grandfather, Ruloff Van Der Kerr, who participated in the war on the side of the British.


The Van Der Kerr Family

I have not managed to find when the first member of this family came to New York (then New Netherlands), but it was some time in the early-mid-1600s (*3). It is not known if any of the family were impacted by the Pequot War in 1636-1638, but certainly that was part of the dynamic of the Dutch colonists as the Pequots had been aligned with them (*4). But when King Philip’s War took place about 40 years later, the Dutch would have been among those who sent Metacomet back to New England when he tried to escape to New York (*5).

The family did not have the Van Der Kerr surname originally, but were using the Dutch patronymic naming convention. But when the Dutch turned over their holdings to the British in 1662, they needed to use the surname convention and began using the Van Der Kerr / Van Der Karre / Van Der Kar name.

By the mid-1700s, the family had grown considerably and were spread all over the upper Hudson River valley – Albany, Greene, Columbia, Ulster, and Dutchess Counties. It’s pretty certain that family members had interaction with the few Indians (Native Americans) who were still in the area. As I had noted in (*6), the Mahican Indians at Shekomeko had been ministered to by some Moravian missionaries from Bethlehem, PA and when they were chased out of their homes in 1746 some of them went to a mission station in Schaghticoke. One of Ruloff’s cousins, Abraham Van Der Kerr, lived there not long after.

Ruloff was born in Loonenburg, now Athens, in Greene County, in 1745. He was the tenth of eleven children in his family. His father, Solomon, was one of thirteen children himself, so Ruloff had a large number of siblings and cousins.


Ruloff Van Der Kerr

Nothing much is known of Ruloff’s (also known as Ralph) early life, but rather than farming (which would have been a very common occupation at the time), he became a tanner and shoemaker. When the Revolutionary War broke out, first in the Boston area, then quickly spreading to other cities along the coast, those living in the upper Hudson Valley would have been insulated initially. But it would not be too long before it spread there as well – and everyone would have had to choose sides.

As best as I have been able to find out, all of Ruloff’s male siblings and cousins chose to be on the side of the Revolutionaries. I have found records of several of them in the muster lists for various units from Albany. But for some reason, which one can only speculate about, Ruloff decided to support the British. And not only did he support them, but he did so as a “secret agent” – working to enlist others in the cause.


Jessup’s Rangers

One of the loyalist groups with which Ruloff was associated was known as Jessup’s Rangers. This group was founded by Edward Jessup (*7, *8). Edward was born in Stamford, CT in 1735. He had moved with his family to Dutchess County, NY in 1744 and in 1759 served with a unit of British soldiers in the French and Indian War. After the war he moved to Albany County where he received a large land grant (500,000 acres) from the British Crown in recognition of his services. He later purchased an additional 1,150,000 acres. Having associated with the British and been awarded because of his service, it is easy to see why he continued to support them when the Revolutionary War began.

Edward and his brother Ebenezer formed their own corps, known as the King’s Loyal Americans. They fought with General Burgoyne at the battle of Saratoga, were taken prisoner, then paroled and went to Canada. There they formed a new regiment known as Jessup’s Rangers (*9) which took part in raids into New York.

Ruloff became associated with the Jessup brothers fairly early on as he was named in some court proceedings as early as June 1777 (*10). In these proceedings, Ruloff (identified therein as Rulph) is noted as being the head of a company of men who were commissioning others into service for the British under Colonel Hueston.

We also know that Ruloff was captured at least once, was jailed, and then likely paroled.


After the War

When the war ended, Ruloff found himself on the losing side. He fled and escaped up the [Hudson] River. He applied to the British government in 1788 for recompense for all that he had lost while in their service. A listing of what he applied for included:
·       Tanner and business tools
·       Wearing apparel
·       Money expended in Albany Gaol [Jail]
·       Money when being wounded and taken prisoner [i.e. medical costs]
·       Money expended in Secret Services
·       64 sides of leather taken when prisoner
·       Bank Account
·       Labor in Grade

The total of all of these was 360 pounds, 16 shillings, 3 pence.

[Expenses]


Meanwhile, Ruloff finally married in 1787, at the age of 42. He and his wife, Sarah Reynolds, who was only 20 at the time, went on to have eight children. It does not appear that he ever returned to NY to visit his American relatives. Only in 1830, following his death, did one of his grandchildren, my wife’s great*3 grandfather, move from Canada to Michigan.


Notes:

*10 – Calendar of Historical Manuscripts Relating to the War of the American Revolution in the office of the Secretary of State, Albany, NY, Vol II; printed by Weed, Parsons and Company, 1868

Tuesday, August 11, 2020

Current Cultural Impact on History


About two months ago I wrote a blog about “Black Lives Matter” (*1). Because it was the title of the blog, I capitalized those three words. But I’ve now come to realize that doing so may have contributed to one of the issues currently facing this country where a whole series of seemingly unrelated things have gotten intertwined and words/phrases have been redefined – somewhat deliberately.

The focus of my blogs is most often historical with genealogy playing a major role in my investigations. It may seem as I try to untangle these intertwined concepts below that I’m being political instead. But I ask that you keep reading, as I will end on a historical topic that is also intertwined here.


“black lives matter” v. “Black Lives Matter”

It wouldn’t seem that the simple difference of capitalization would make that much of a difference. But that’s some of the subtlety that is deliberately confusing. The uncapitalized words describe a concept that I support and which was the focus of my earlier blog. But the latter is the name of an organization. One of the key pages on the website of this organization (*2) is a list of 15 items that the organization is committed to. Each of these paragraphs starts with the word “We”. [Each of the bulleted items below are taken verbatim from this website.]

The first three describe some concepts that I can support and are what I misguidedly thought was the only focus of the organization.

·       We acknowledge, respect, and celebrate differences and commonalities.
·       We work vigorously for freedom and justice for Black people and, by extension, all people.
·       We intentionally build and nurture a beloved community that is bonded together through a beautiful struggle that is restorative, not depleting.

But, in item six, there is a shift in emphasis. It starts subtly with a statement that seems to mirror the current federal EEO guidelines. But it goes beyond the EEO guidelines to include such topics as “immigration status”, etc.

·       We are guided by the fact that all Black lives matter, regardless of actual or perceived sexual identity, gender identity, gender expression, economic status, ability, disability, religious beliefs or disbeliefs, immigration status, or location.”

Then in items seven and eight, it is no longer subtle:

·       We make space for transgender brothers and sisters to participate and lead.
·       We are self-reflexive and do the work required to dismantle cisgender privilege and uplift Black trans folk, especially Black trans women who continue to be disproportionately impacted by trans-antagonistic violence.

And by the time we get to items twelve and thirteen we see even further evidence of things that have nothing to do with “black lives”:

·       We disrupt the Western-prescribed nuclear family structure requirement by supporting each other as extended families and “villages” that collectively care for one another, especially our children, to the degree that mothers, parents, and children are comfortable.
·       We foster a queer-affirming network. When we gather, we do so with the intention of freeing ourselves from the tight grip of heteronormative thinking, or rather, the belief that all in the world are heterosexual (unless s/he or they disclose otherwise).

Did you know that these ideals(?) were part of the whole BLM movement? I certainly didn’t. But it’s out there in their “what we believe” statement for all to see. Are you willing to get behind a movement that is fighting for such non-Black issues as “immigration status,” “dismantling cisgender privilege,” “disrupting [the] nuclear family,” and “queer-affirming?” When you see the protests taking place in some of our cities did you know that this is what they are fighting for?


Hijacked by Antifa?

When some of the initial protests started in Ferguson, MO, a few years ago, the crowds of protestors were primarily the local people in that city. But have you noticed that the composition of the crowds in the current protests? Look at the two pictures below – one from this summer and one from Ferguson.

[Protest picture]


[Ferguson picture]


In Ferguson, the protestors were nearly all local black residents. But the current protests are dominated by young, white individuals.

While there have been some reports that “Antifa” was responsible, there are two problems with this characterization. First, the term “antifa” generally applies to groups/individuals who are rarely militant or violent and most of them engage in commonly accepted forms of political activism. (*3) The other is that this “movement” is mostly unorganized and has no central leadership. Thus, when looking at those who arrested, trying to find a connection to antifa has had little actual results (*4, *5). In the protests in Portland, only one individual was arrested that had any purported connection to a national organization (*6). There has also been a claim circulating that these protestors are primarily teachers, but this has also been thoroughly debunked (*7).

But it is true that the protestors are mostly white, mostly young – various analyses indicating 26-28 years old on average (*6, *8) – and many appearing to be college students. Thus, nearly all the individuals are either part of the generation termed “Millennials” with the younger ones being part of “Generation Z”.

So, if it’s not antifa behind the protests, and they are not local black individuals, what things do these protestors have in common? I’ve not seen a definitive analysis, but it appears to me that there are several factors in play here. The individuals who are involved in these riots are far-left politically, and supportive of socialism or even communism. It’s been well-documented that the individuals in this demographic are more socialist than those in older generations (*9). One of their “heroes” is Bernie Sanders who made the news this past week when he proposed a 60% wealth tax on billionaires (*10). They are also the ones who have incurred large amounts of debt paying for college and want the government to pay off their debt.

I’m not going to try to do any deeper analysis, but it appears to me that this generation has forgotten, or chooses to ignore, the lessons of history – or perhaps they were never taught these lessons in the first place. And that brings me to my next point.


Slippery Slopes and the Cancel Culture

It was not that long ago that marriage was defined as the union of a man and a woman. In that religious definition, the ultimate end of a marriage was the birthing of children. But then those who were homosexual asked that they be able to share in the same benefits as those who were in heterosexual marriages. Initially, the “ask” was fairly low-key and only for the ability to have same-sex unions. Some on the religious right noted that this was a “slippery slope” which would lead to other requests, but regardless of their objections, same-sex partnerships were approved in many states.

However, the slippery slope proponents were right and soon the request was for not just same-sex partnerships, but “marriages”. Just one small step, just one small word! In the years since, just as predicted, we have been asked to move from just being “tolerant” to “accepting” (i.e. to approve of these same-sex relationships), and then to being required to “celebrate” (*11). Now there have been court cases where individuals with sincerely held religious beliefs are being sued and “forced” to participate in same-sex marriage celebrations (*12). It’s interesting, however, that such suits are entirely against Christians. No one has ever asked a bakery owned by someone who is Muslim to produce a wedding cake for a same-sex marriage. There seems to be specific targeting against conservative Christians.

Last year the Geneva Centre for Human Rights Advancement called for “celebration of cultural diversity,” in which the word “tolerance” is defined to include “acceptance” (*13). Yet another step on that “slippery slope.”

Now, somewhat suddenly, in 2020, we have moved even beyond the model of tolerance/acceptance/celebration to the new concept of being a “cancel culture” (*14). In this model, anyone who disagrees with or has ever held an opinion that is even mildly divergent from the “woke” politically correct individuals on the far left is attacked, shouted down, or otherwise marginalized. So, if you say something (or even said something in the past) that the woke mob doesn’t agree with, you will be “eliminated.”


Impact on History

As promised near the beginning of this blog, now we come to the area of my interest in history. So, what is the impact of BLM, Cancel Culture, etc. on history? Things are happening very quickly, but at least the following three things are going on all at once.

First, educators are being asked to remove the teaching of traditional history from our education system. As an example noted in (*15), the Illinois State Board of Education and local school districts are being urged to remove current history books and curriculum practices. George Santayana (*16), is famously quoted as “those who cannot remember the past are condemned to repeat it.” This is often paraphrased as “Those who cannot learn from history are doomed to repeat it.” By removing history from our educational system, the lessons of it will not be learned.

Second, since removing the teaching of history from our educational system will not have sufficient impact upon those from prior generations, the cancel culture is using force and violence to remove traces of it from the public square. They started with statues of Confederate generals and very quickly moved on to any monuments of Columbus, Washington, Jefferson, and nearly anyone of significance in US history. The “slippery slope” argument was even referred to by President Trump (*17), where it asks “Should Americans therefore disavow these founding fathers as scoundrels and national embarrassments, or accept them as men of their time, demigods with feet of clay, who bore their imperfections even as they sought to steer their country beyond them?” But rather than debate this in the public forum, the cancel culture is just acting violently and not allowing any debate.

Finally, having removed the teaching of history and any symbols that remind us of the past, there is a concerted effort to replace that which was removed with a new, revisionist view of that history. As noted in (*18), “[a] concerted effort to revise history to fit the modern social justice narrative and insert works of fiction in our education system – from kindergarten through higher education – is well underway.” This article is about the “1619 Project” where it is proposed that “6-year-olds will be learning a reframed version of America’s founding, shaped to fit today’s standards and train the next generation of social justice warriors.” I’ll refrain from further quotes and just ask that you read about it.

Three easy(?) steps – stop teaching the old, remove residual traces of it, and teach everyone a new “woke” version. And anyone who objects is shouted down and marginalized. How long will it be before we start “burning books” as well in order to remove further residual traces of our history?

I’m concerned. I continue to learn from history. And I continue to interpret current events in light of history which helps me to understand these events. If we banish it from our collective consciousness, then what will be the consequences?


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Monday, August 3, 2020

Slave Owners in my Family Tree – Part 2


Recently I published a list of my Connecticut ancestors who owned slaves (*1). The source data for this information was the 1790 census. However, someone then posted a link to some information on this subject that is maintained by the Mattatuck Museum in Waterbury (*2). This list contains a all the individuals who owned slaves in Waterbury in roughly the period from 1700 to 1800. There are bios for all those who lived in Waterbury. I am related to all 16 of these individuals. Those which are direct ancestors of mine are bolded in the lists below, the other are mainly uncles or relatively close cousins.

·       Dr. Isaac Baldwin – (son-in-law of Rev. Mark and Sarah Leavenworth)
·       Deacon Stephen Bronson – first cousin, 7 times removed, grandson of Rev. John Southmayd, in addition, his wife was the daughter of Caleb Humaston
·       Deacon Thomas Clark – first cousin, 10 times removed, through his mother, Hannah Strong
·       Thomas Clark, Jr. – (son of Deacon Thomas Clark)
·       Timothy Clark – (son of Deacon Thomas Clark)
·       Dr. Edward Field – (son-in-law of Dr. Isaac Baldwin, grandson of Rev. Mark and Sarah Leavenworth)
·       Joseph Hopkins, Esq. – (son-in-law of Deacon Thomas Clark)
·       Caleb Humaston – great*7 uncle, his wife was the daughter of Rev. Samuel Todd
·       Rev. Mark and Sarah Leavenworth – Sarah is second cousin, 6 times removed
·       Isaac Newton – third cousin, 4 times removed through Thomas Hooker
·       Miles Newton – fourth cousin, 5 times removed through Thomas Hooker
·       John Nichols – (father-in-law of Rev. James Scoville)
·       Harmon Payne – first cousin, 7 times removed
·       Dr. Preserved and Lydia Porter – Lydia is first cousin, 6 times removed
·       Rev. James Scoville – great*6 uncle
·       Rev. John Southmayd – great*7 grandfather

This website also lists a number of individuals who lives in Westbury (now Watertown) which was part of Waterbury back in the 1700s. However, there is no biographical information for most of these, just a name with no dates, etc. However, I was able to confirm the relationship of all those with bios and a few others, so there are 15 more individuals who are part of my ancestral tree.

·       Ashur Blakely – first cousin, 7 times removed
·       Young Love Cutler
·       James Doolittle
·       Abijah Garnsey – husband of third cousin, 7 times removed
·       Deacon Jonathan Garnsey – (brother of Abijah Garnsey)
·       Captain Samuel Hickcox – first cousin, 8 times removed
·       Deacon Samuel Hickcox – (son of Captain Samuel Hickox)
·       Captain William Hickcox – (son of Captain Samuel Hickox)
·       Titus Hotchkiss – great*7 uncle
·       Elnathan Judd – fifth cousin, 6 times removed
·       Stephen Judd – fifth cousin, 6 times removed
·       Joshua Morse
·       Solomon Morse
·       Joshua Moss
·       Susanna Nettleton – first cousin, 7 times removed
·       Capt. George Nichols – (father of John Nichols)
·       Jonathan Prindle – great*6 grandfather
·       Theophilus Ransom
·       Benjamin Richards, Jr. – first cousin, 7 times removed
·       Lieut. Thomas Richards – great*7 uncle
·       David Jonathan Scott
·       Capt. E Scovill
·       David Skilton
·       Oliver Soughton
·       Lieut. Stow
·       Josiah Stow
·       Richard Treat
·       Rev. John Trumbull – great-nephew of great*9 uncle
·       Elijah Woodard
·       Israel Woodruff
·       Joseph Allen Wright

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