Tuesday, March 08, 2011

My Profile needs your help!


You won’t hurt my feelings, I promise. But I need help putting together a Bio/Profile that I can use on my blogs and other social networking websites like Twitter and Facebook. I tend to write way too much. So I tried to make my Bio shorter. It just feels impersonal. Not to mention boring.

If any of you experienced, creative, friendly bloggers could give me any advice, or even direct me to a website that could give me advice, I would be forever in your debt! I put my Bio attempt below in quotes.

“My first love is being a mom. My second love is Genealogy/Family History. My third love is Starbucks. I won't bore you with my other interests in History, Lit, Calligraphy, old movies, antiques, ephemera, old family photos, container gardening, needle arts, crochet, and digital photography.” 


Thank you for any advice you can give to me! Again, you won’t hurt my feelings. I trust y’all!
CJ  :) 






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Wednesday, March 02, 2011

52 Weeks-SOUNDS: How I Learned to Spell “Bologna”

I think you will find that I watched a lot of TV as a child. The sounds that take me back to my childhood are…

Commercials...

(1) The Oscar Meyer commercial
“My bologna has a first name-it’s O*S*C*A*R.
My bologna has a second name-it’s M*A*Y*E*R.
Oh, I love to eat it every day
And if you ask me why, I’ll say…
Cause Oscar Meyer has a way with B*O*L*O*G*N*A!"

(2) The McDonald’s commercials –My sister and I would jump on the bed and say these about a million times. I made up the rule that we had to say them faster each time!

“Big Mac, Filet O’Fish, Quarter Pounder, French Fries, Icy Coke, Thick Shakes, Sundaes, and Apple Pies”


and

“Two all beef patties/ special sauce/ lettuce, cheese/ pickles, onions/ on a sesame seed bun”

(3) The Band-Aid commercial-
“I am stuck on Band-Aid brand/ cause’ Band-Aids stuck on me.
I am stuck on Band-Aids/ cause’ germs don’t stick on me.
Cause’ they hold on tight/ no matter what/ on fingers, toes, and knees,
Oh…I am stuck on Band-Aid/ cause’ Band-Aids help heal me!”

MUSIC
I was obsessed with the movie “Grease”. When I was little, people asked me what I wanted to be when I grew up. I always said “a teenager in high school”. I never understood why they laughed when I said that! I wanted to BE Olivia Newton John/Sandy. When I was nine years old I finally got the album. Do any of you remember that it was a double album? It opened up and the cover and inside had a collage of movie pictures on it. I listed to that record over and over and looked at those pictures from age 9 until I was 13! Then I turned into Rizzo.


The one song that takes me back to when I was really young was “Dancing Queen” by ABBA. I still adore that song.

When I was really little-around five years old-the house we lived in had a basement. My Dad would take me and his beer downstairs and he would play all of his records. From Big Band to the Beatles. It just depended on what mood he was in. He had Jazz and Big Band-“String of Pearls” and “Green Eyes”-which I'm sure his Dad (Jim VandenEynden) listened to. He had Classical Piano with Van Cliburn playing Tchaikovsky. He had The Beatles double albums. The Ventures "Walk, Don't Run". The Guess Who's "American Woman". Jefferson Starship. Crawford, Stills, Nash, AND Young (one of my favorite albums). He even had John Denver! My sister was too young and couldn’t come down the stairs. My Mom was busy taking care of my sister and cooking supper. So it was just me and my Dad. Those are some of my most treasured memories with my Dad. A couple of years ago, when American Idol had “Beatles Week” for two weeks in a row, I sang with every song they performed and knew every single word. My husband and son were shocked, and honestly so was I! It was just inside my brain, somewhere, and the words came out like I had been listening to those songs every day. Without realizing it, my Dad taught me to appreciate all kinds of music.

I remember the way our Mantel Clock sounded when it chimed, and the sounds of the Ice Cream Truck when it was 2 streets away. It took forever to get to our street! I remember how my dog sounded when she "barked". Actually, she never barked-she howled. She was a Siberian Husky in addition to being a human being.

This really brings back memories! I guess that was the point though, wasn't it? And here I was, afraid I might not have anything to write about this week! I think I could have written twice as much as I already have!

Monday, February 28, 2011

Military Monday: James Joseph "Jim" VandenEynden

James Joseph "Jim" VandenEynden

My Grandpa was a Staff Sergeant in the Marines at the very end of WWII. He enlisted in Cincinnati (St. Bernard), Ohio on May 6, 1943. According to his discharge papers, he served in the Southwest Pacific Area from 18Oct1943 to 28Jan1945,  "participating in the consolidation of the Northern Solomon Islands". His weapons qualifications were as "a Rifle Sharpshooter, with a score of 301 on July 1, 1943'. After his service in the South Pacific, he served as Staff Sergeant at the Marine Aviation Separation Unit One, in Cherry Point, NC. He was given an Honorable Discharge (the war was over and he had served his allotted time) on 2 Nov 1945, and paid "$100 mustering out pay". In addition, he was "furnished travel allowance at the rate of 5 cents per mile" (Wow!) from Cherry Point, NC to Norwood (Cincinnati) , Ohio.  He was issued 2 patches, khaki, for honorable service; issued 2 patches, green, for honorable service; and issued USMC honorable discharge button. His character of service was listed as "excellent".                                                       

Friday, February 25, 2011

Guess What I Found in my Grandma's Photos?





This is a daguerreotype that I found in my Grandma’s photos. I've seen examples of them in books, but never in real life. And now I own one!

Daguerreotypes (1839-1854) were the very first photographic images ever created! What makes a photograph valuable to me is the person in the photo, not the type of photo. In this case, I don't know who this young boy is. But when I do find out who he is, (because I will find out!) that fact will make this photo priceless to me.

I feel sure he was from the Anderson or the Lyons family, since this  photo was with all of the other items I "inherited" from my Grandma.

Sunday, February 13, 2011

Sunday's Obituary: Joseph "Joe" VandenEynden- My Great-Grandfather

Joseph VandenEynden
Requiem High Mass for Joseph VandenEynden, 87, operator of a wallpaper store in St. Bernard for more than 30 years, will be at 9 a.m. Saturday at St. Clement Church, St. Bernard.  Mr. VandenEynden died Wednesday at the Glass Nursing Home. 
     Known as “Jim Van, the Wallpaper Man,” he served as Third Ward Councilman in St. Bernard some years ago, and as a Councilman-At-Large for two terms.
      He and his wife, Rose, celebrated their 62d wedding anniversary last July. Mrs. VandenEynden lives at St. Theresa Home.

Saturday, February 12, 2011

Surname Saturday

 VandenEynden
This is my first time joining many of you for Surname Saturday. Hopefully I can give anyone out there with Dutch roots some websites to visit that will help with your research. VandenEynden was my maiden name. (Then I got married and became a Jones!) After a while, though, I kind of missed that unique last name. My 2nd Great-Grandfather,  Petrus Josephus (Joseph Peter), came to the USA from the Netherlands, along with his brothers, Picter (Peter), and Petrus Marinus (Morris). I've narrowed the area they immigrated from down to the Noord-Brabant region, I just don't know what city or province yet. But I'm working on it! They all settled in St Bernard, a suburb of Cincinnati, Ohio.

Wednesday, February 09, 2011

Wordless Wednesday - A "First Class" Photographer's Imprint!


Yesterday, I briefly mentioned that I thought the photographer's imprint, on the back of Amelia Dorman's photo, was very beautiful and elaborate. I thought that it might be nice to share it with you today, on Wordless Wednesday! I love what it says at the bottom of the imprint-"None but Strictly first Class Work allowed to leave the Studio"!


Tuesday, February 08, 2011

The Photograph, Grandma's Doll, and A Necklace

"A photographer's imprint may reveal the places where you ancestor lived, or an artifact depicted in an image may be something you own today."
       -Maureen A. Taylor

 
As I mentioned in a previous post, my Grandma (Norma ANDERSON VandenEynden - 1921-2010) pretty much refused to talk about her family. So, inheriting her things has put me on a path to find answers to questions I've had my entire life.
     The other day, I was going through her boxes of pictures when I found a cabinet card photo of a beautiful, young lady. The top of the photo says 'Amelia DORMAN'.

I had never seen a photo like this before. I've been reading the book that I quoted from at the beginning, and my understanding is that most young girls at this age had their hair pinned up in the same style as their mother's hair. Amelia's hair was completely let down. I sat admiring her beautiful blond curls and porcelain complexion. I thought about her parents, who were both immigrants from Prussia. I wondered what her life was like. I turned the photo over to see the Photographer's Imprint, which was very elaborate.

I had one more look at Amelia before I started to scan the photo, when something caught my eye. That's when I literally yelled, "The Doll!"

Monday, January 24, 2011

Saturday Night GEN Fun...that went into Sunday..and Monday...

 I'm sorry! Does GEN work ever REALLY end? I just knew I was going to end up with a movie star, and I sort of got carried away. I didn't get a movie star-but my "random name's" Grandfather was one of the "original '49 California Pioneers" (so that's where they get the name "San Francisco '49ers"!) and her Father and Uncle were Presidents of the bank their father started. Which means...hold on, let me give you the necessary info, first...

Friday, January 14, 2011

Intro: Background Info on My Grandma...

Norma (ANDERSON) VandenEynden (1921-2010) was born in Dayton, OH. She was around eight or nine years old when the Great Depression hit. Before that, her family was very wealthy, and they lived in a rich suburb of Dayton. After the Great Depression, her family lost everything. I don't know how her mother did this, but she saved many family heirlooms (maybe she hid them?), and refused to part with that life style she grew up in and was used to. My Grandma followed in her footsteps.