This week's Sepia Saturday prompt is a vintage scene of people walking along the seaside promenade at Morecombe Lancashire.
Here is my mother and my grandmother Nana Weston, and myself, walking a walk along the promenade some miles south at Blackpool, Lancashire, in 1946.
Nana with my mother and myself c.1946 on Blockpool promenade - the only photograph I have of myself with Nana.
We lived in Blackpool, Lancashire, some distance away from my father's family in the
English Midlands and only saw my grandmother, aunt and uncles once or
at the most twice a year. In the 1950s few in the family had a telephone, which was
regarded as "for emergencies only". My father, though was a regular
correspondent with his family, and often spoke about his childhood.
Mary Barbara Matthews - Her Early Life
My paternal grandmother (known as Nana) was born in 1876, the third of ten children born to John Matthews and Matilda Such of Wolverhampton, Staffordshire.
My great grandparents John Matthews and Matilda Such - Matilda's background was a complex one - the third illegitimate daughter of her namesake mother Matilda Such - but that is another story to tell! My grandmother's middle name of Barbara is thought to be a tribute to her mother's eldest sister.
A few years ago, I was amazed to receive, via my blog, an e-mail from a Matthews connection through marriage; moreover with the wish to give family treasures to a direct Matthews descendant. We corresponded, met and spent a happy afternoon chatting about our family history research - and I was the lucky recipient of a presentation trowel and conductor's baton given to my great grandfather (above) and a massive family bible, reflecting John's close insolvent with Lanesfield Methodist Church, Wolverhampton.
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pages in the Bible gave space to record family events, headed by my great grandfather - John,
born 21st July 1843 at Cookley, Worcestershire, died 17th September
1918, aged 75 at Lanesfield Parish in Sedgley, buried in the family
grave at Sedgley. He married Matilda at St. Andrew's Church, Wolverhampton in 1871.
The bible also recorded the long list of Mary Barbara's brothers and sisters, born over a period of twenty years:
- Alice Maud, born 1872
- John Percy, born 1874 - my father's Christian names.
- Mary Barbara, born 1876 - my grandmother
- Fanny Elizabeth, born 1878
- Arthur William , born 1880
- Annie, born 1882
- Samuel Albert, 1884
- Harry, born 1886
- Charles, born 1888
- James Alfred, born 1892
- Charles did not survive infancy, dying in 1889.
- Fanny Elizabeth, the sister nearest in age to Mary, died tragically aged 33 in 1909, following an accident when her apron caught fire from a candlelight - as reported in "The Wolverhamptson Express and Star: 22nd September 1909.
- John Percy died aged 36 in 1910 - his namesake, my father, was born in 1912.
- Arthur William, aged 35, was killed in action in 1915 at Gallipoli - remembered on the Helles Memorial in Turkey, leaving a widow and two young children.
In the 1881 census, Mary was 5 years old living with her parents (above) and sisters Alice and Fanny and brothers John and Arthur. Ten years later at 37 Wood Street, Sedgley were three more children - Annie, Samuel and Harry, with 15 year old Mary described as "helping in shop". Her father was an insurance agent and mother a shopkeeper - general.
By 1901 another son James completed the family and 25 year old Mary was now working as "barmaid in a café". Two years later in 1903 she married my grandfather Albert Weston.
The 1911 census listed the young Weston family living at 33 Lunt Lane, Lunt Gardens, Bilston, Staffordshire. In the household was 34 year old Albert Ernest, a stationary engine driver, born in West Bromwich, his wife Mary aged 34, born Bilston, son Frederick Harry aged 5 , daughter Madeleine (always known to me as Madge) 1 year old, both born Bilston and Albert's brother Charles Henry, at 26 a boiler rivetter, born Wolverhampton.
My father was born in Bilston in 1912 and a younger son Eric Charles three years later in Rugby. Daughter Ethel did not survived infancy.
The family seemed to move around a lot and I have a childhood memory of Nana saying she had lived in 17 houses! Around 1919 it was onto Broseley, near Ironbridge Shropshire, where Albert worked at the Coalbrookdale Power Station. My father wrote for me lots of memories of their life there,and for him, it was clearly a happy time. One recollection was:
"We had a palace organ double keyboard. Mum was very musical and would play the organ on a Sunday night with Dad on the violin, - we sang either Methodist hymns or hymns from the Ancient & Modern Hymn Book."
Around 1929 the family moved again to Leicester, where eldest son Fred married Frances Green. Mary, in the deep cloche hat, is standing by Fred's side. That could be Albert at the back left, partly hidden; in front of him other sons Charles and John (my father).
Nana with her eldest son Fred and is wife Fran, and my mother perched on the fence, Leicester, 1938.
I have only one photograph of my paternal grandparents together - here taken at my parent's wedding in 1938.
Mary's Later Life
As a widow, Nana made her home with her daughter, my Auntie Madge, now living in Cheltenham, Gloucestershire. On our annual family holidays to the south coast, we always stopped overnight to visit Nana there.
Thank you for introducing us to Nana of your family. You are fortunate to have so many photos of her, as well as statistical data to tell of her life. It's always sad that we didn't know as very young people that those elders wouldn't be around very long and we needed to get closer to them when we could. I blame that on the parents. (why not? Freud might also) Really nobody's fault, all just busy living their lives!
ReplyDeleteYour introductory photo with you, your Mum, and Nana ua perfect match to the prompt. We don't exactly have a 'snap' in that my paternal grandmother was born in 1879 & died in 1959 but the dates are 'in the neighborhood' so to speak. Unlike you, however, I was fortunate in that my "Grandma B:" ('B' for Bradley - Harriet (Hattie) Bell Smedley Bradley) always lived nearby so I was able to see her often. When I was in my teens & she lived in an apt. just 3 blocks from us I'd often walk up to her place and she'd play the piano while I sang. She also had a lovely voice and sang in a local community chorus and was proud of my talent. I wish she could have known I not only sang, but taught elementary school music and directed choirs and choruses. :)
ReplyDeleteThat family bible is beautiful and such a treasure -- and what a story it tells! I don't know how our ancestors coped with losing children so young, which was all too common years ago. I have many such losses in my own ancestral lines. And if I am reading all of this correctly, it seems we both have an Uncle Fred :-)
ReplyDeleteAs NG noted, your first photo was a fine match for our Sepia theme. Your story on being contacted by a distant relation who shared some of your family's treasures is testimony to how blogging has reconnected so many families to broken branches of their family tree. I suppose it happened back in the pre-internet days, too, when genealogy research was marking dates and names in a notebook, but I marvel at how internet archives and instantaneous communication have linked people together who otherwise might never have met. The individual stories we share are a priceless heritage to preserve.
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