What was the No.1 song on the day…

This blog post comes from Randy Seaver’s suggestion for Saturday Night Genealogy Fun on November 16, 2019. He suggests looking at https://www.thisdayinmusic.com/birthday-no1/ and figuring out “the #1 song on the day you were born? Or on your birthday when you were 15? When you were 18? Or when you married? Or some other important date in your life.”

Here’s some dates in my life:

  1. Day my parents married – July 16, 1960 – #1 in USA was “I’m Sorry” by Brenda Lee
  2. My birthday – May 23, 1979 – #1 in USA was “Reunited” by Peaches & Herb
  3. My 15th birthday – May 23, 1994 – #1 in USA was “I Swear” by All-4-One
  4. My 18th birthday – May 23, 1997 – #1 in USA was “MMMBop” by Hanson
  5. My 21st birthday – May 23, 2000 – #1 in USA was “Maria Maria” by Santana
  6. My 30th birthday – May 23, 2009 – #1 in USA was “Boom Boom Pow” by Black Eyed Peas
  7. Our wedding day – October 6, 2012 – #1 in USA was “One More Night” by Maroon 5
  8. My 40th birthday – May 23, 2019 – #1 in USA was “Old Town Road” by Lil Nas X featuring Billy Ray Cyrus

#35 Workin’ on the Railroad

One of my great-great grandfathers, Fred Lowell Moore, worked on the railroad, as did his two sons Glenn and Earl. The first time I can find an occupation for Fred is on his marriage registration to Mina Bolt on September 10, 1885 in Plymouth, Wayne, Michigan. He was listed as a railroad agent.

According to a September 19, 1892 Detroit Free Press article, Fred was a conductor at the Plymouth station. 1892_moore

In an April 28, 1899 article from the Yale Expositor about his daughter Helen’s accident, he is said to be the baggagemaster at the union depot in Plymouth. In the 1900 U.S. Federal Census for Plymouth, taken on June 2nd, Fred’s occupation is give as Railroad Freight Agent. A July 8, 1900 Detroit Free Press article about the newsboys of Plymouth, Michigan features his 10-year-old son Glenn and says that Fred is a “veteran employee of the D., G.R. & W. Railroad.” The D., G.R. & W. was the Detroit, Grand Rapids & Western Railroad, which started as the Detroit, Lansing & Northern Railroad. The D.,L., & N was reorganized as the Detroit, Grand Rapids and Western Railroad on January 1, 1897, and in turn became part of the Pere Marquette Railroad on December 7, 1899 (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Detroit,_Lansing_and_Northern_Railroad).

Glenn Moore
Glenn “Fred” Moore, ready for work

His son Glenn (also called Fred) was also employed by the railroad. In the 1915 Benton Harbor city directory, he is listed a a brakeman. On Glenn’s WWI registration card from June 5, 1917, he lists his occupation as yard conductor for the Pere Marquette Railway Company. In the 1920 census, he is listed as a yard switchman. In the 1930 and 1940 censuses, he was a yard conductor. In his 1942 WWII registration, his employer is listed as the Pere Marquette Railroad in New Buffalo. Glenn’s obituary from January 1963 says he was a retired yard master for the Chesapeake and Ohio railroad and a member of the Brotherhood of Railroad Trainmen lodge.

Week 35 (Aug. 26-Sept. 1): At work

Names and Apples

Recently I was thinking about a book I once read on my grandparents screened in back porch when I was about nine. I had checked it out from Bedford Elementary School library. It was “Mr. Apple’s Family” about a man who names all his children after apples and by the time the last one is born his wife is sick of it and wants to give her daughter a normal name. They name her Ann. Of course, that’s not all the book is about though I can’t remember the rest.

I have always loved names. I love baby name books that have all those origins and meanings. I find names I love from reading novels. I am yet another woman who will probably name her daughter Claire because of Diana Gabaldon (or possibly Clare because of Audrey Niffenegger). I love family names. I love that my mother isn’t sure how her middle name is spelled, just what it is and that it came from her great-grandmother.

By the way, I looked around online to buy “Mr. Apple’s Family” and it is going for $124.95 at Alibris. Guess I’ll just have to stick with my memories.

Time travel and made-up words

Sometimes I think I was born in the wrong time; that I was meant to be somewhere in the past – somewhere with no cars, corporate ladders to climb, or degrees that must be earned. A time when you could grow your own food and never have to leave the square mile that you were born in.

And then I think I probably wouldn’t have survived. Odds of survival are even less now, if by some chance, I traveled back in time from my cushy existence here. Hmm, something to think about.

A random (oh, how I hate that word, or rather it’s new usage – i.e. “You’re so random!”) observation that has nothing to do with time travel. My dad uses this “word” that I think is made up and I wonder where he got it from. Maybe his parents or grandparents, and I wonder where they may have gotten it. The word is “journally” and he uses it like one would use the word “usually.” For example, “You journally don’t eat green peppers, do you?”

Edit — Just discovered from my mother today that she believes he means “generally.” Of course.