Clara Ann Sweigard Green • Died over a Tripped Garden Hoe.

Clara Ann Sweigard Green

Clara Ann Sweigard Green is my Great Aunt.  



Born: 4 September 1856

Died:  17 November 1938

Her Parents: 
Andrew Jackson Sweigard & Anna Cassel 
My 2nd Great Grandparents

Husband: Abraham Green 

She was the Oldest of 7 children. 

Aunt Clara had 4 Children that I know of. 
Bessie - Oliver - Joseph C - Andrew J. 

Aunt Clara was my Grandpa Harry's Aunt. 

Aunt Clara's Death Certificate was very detailed indeed. 

My Mom remembers the 4013 Jonestown Road property where she tripped over that garden hoe and fractured her left hip and had even more complications. Myocardial Degeneration for 7 days. 

We also call Jonestown Road - Progress Avenue or out "On 22". We have several Names for this road growing up. This is a snapshot of this same road. 

 Abraham her husband's Death Certificate says that is where he died at in 1932.  

I'm assuming for now that their daughter Bessie since she was the Informant for her Father's Death Certificate, Bessie had her Mother, Aunt Clara move with her up on North Sixth Street in Harrisburg. 

 Death Certificate also says, she stopped working on November 3rd, 1933. 

Her TIMELINE

1860 -  1870 - 1880

1900 - 1910 and 1920 Census says Aunt Clara & Uncle Abraham were Living in the 4th Ward of Steelton. 

They were Steelworkers and Bessie her Daughter was living with them well into her late 20's and working there as well as Typist or Bookkeeper. 

1920-1930 They moved back out to where my Aunt Clara's people were in Dauphin County, Linglestown, Pa, my - Sweigard's. Eventually living with her Son. 


Her Life ended in 1938. 

She is buried in our family plot. Shoop's Cemetery. Harrisburg Pa Dauphin County.  I've been there many times. Plot: Section 2-D 2-AA

Genealogical Sketch of my Relationship with my Great Auntie Clara

Note To Myself: In Remembrance

How did I miss the 1 Slave in My Patriots Household ? Could it be True?

I have so much research to do. I spent 3 years searching and documenting my Patriot! Somehow this got overlooked. No one said a Word. How did I miss this as much as I have studied and researched him. 

There are way over 9,000 Ancestry Trees that have him researched and close to as many who have this Document attached to Nicholaus Barrick and no one is talking about it or has any notes regarding this. 


 Now I'm on a Quest to find out if this is True or False and who this Person is! 

Daddy's Ties

December is here and it's going fast.

I haven't wrote a Blog Piece all Month. To busy decorating, buying gifts, purchasing plane tickets and getting ready to Celebrate Christmas.

I have a closet that I tend to "Hide" things in for later...

Today I was scrambling looking for wrapping paper and it hit me. 

Daddy's ties bonked me in the head. I have them on a hanger not quite ready to pack in a fancy box full of tissue paper to be a surprise one day for my Descendants. So I took and moved some of his things around and took a good long look and sat with my memories. This is where this Blog piece leads me to, today. 

Family Heirlooms.

I love the 1st Tie. When Daddy would ask me to pick a tie when I was young, that was the one I would always choose. It was from the 70's. The 2nd one, Daddy loved Peppermints. He always kept them in his suit jackets. That's why I kept that one. It reminded me of his favorite candy. Don't they look like peppermints?

Several of Daddy's Ties I kept, 2009. 

When Mommie passed November 11, 2008. Daddy followed her 361 days later November 7th, 2009. He was 91. Born in 1918. 64 years worth of Memories where in the House that Built me. It took us a few years to go through everything and save what we wanted. 

Daddy took Pride in his Suits and Ties. He was always a smart dresser. Very Sharp. We had to go through the tedious task of going through his personal clothing. Daddy had a hall closet that he kept his "Good" clothes in. Fancy suits, ties and shoes and all things for Church. This is one of 2 Suits I haven't let anyone look at. I kept them for my Sons. So they will have a little piece of Pop-Pop for later. 

Daddy's Suit and Ties

No one messed with Daddy's closet. It was for him only. No one else had their belongings in there. It was oddly shaped, very deep with a shelf. There was a slant in the wall. Behind the wall was the stairs to the attic from another bedroom. Which is why it was so narrow. It had a light bulb with a long string hanging from it with a hook on the back of the door. That is where every Saturday night, Daddy hung his "Sundays Best" ready for church on Sunday morning. It was his ritual to have it all laid out with his adornments and accessories like his tie, hankie, pens and change along with his church dues envelope. 

If you knew Daddy his favorite color was black and wine red. 

He had a 1976 Park Avenue Limited Edition Wine Red colored Buick. His pride and joy. That was his "Good Car" especially for Sundays. 

 When it went out of style, Daddy kept it parked in the barn till the day he died. Everyone loved that Buick. We all have our special memories. Later Bobbie would get special antique plates and tags from the Commonwealth of Pennsylvania after he cleaned it up. 


So as we took on the lovingly task of going through Daddy's personal clothing we picked out Suits for Nephews. Grandsons and Cousins so they could have something of Remembrance for Daddy. I even drove to Indiana to give a suit and tie to my Cousin Nate who was so fond of Daddy, his Nephew. 

Today all I could of think of was Daddy's Ties hanging on the back door. He had so many of all different colors, and era's. I quickly held them close and smelled them. I knew how Daddy cherished his ties and took care of them. 

For many reasons that day a few years ago, I had to kneel. I was having a moment...


Me and Bettye just stood there and looked at each other. 

We couldn't bear the thought of donating the rest. My Aunt was helping us. She does all the sewing, quilting, crocheting and knitting for this family. She knew we were in distress at the time. 

It's always good to have someone help you for these moments and hold space for you when you are going through this process. Decision making can be hard on what to let go and keep. Aunt Cherry was there for us. 

She suggested to let her keep the rest of Daddy's Ties for now and she would think of something to make as a keepsake for us later.

Well, true to her word. She kept it. She took all the ties we gathered and made something Wonderful. Thank You Aunt Cherry for making us something Special to keep Daddy near. 

She made us Purses out of Daddy's Ties!

My Personal Daddy Tie Purse

Now I know how my Daddy is! He would of got a Grand Kick out of that. Purses made out of his Ties. It tickles me that Daddy knows we didn't waste his Ties. We shared many. Kept many. Made something brand new out of his tie joy. 

I know people think it's silly to keep so much stuff around. My Parents aren't physically here but they are in Spirit. This is my way of comforting myself when I'm in need, longing for them. I can walk around my own home amongst my Parents belongings and touch, feel and be STILL in my memories. 

 Thank You Daddy for letting me show off your tie Goods. You and Mom are sadly missed this time of Year. We know it was your favorite. 

Mom and Daddy 

Daddy's Ties









My Blog Sisters and their Family Heirlooms Stories: 

 Cathy Meder-Dempsey at Opening Doors in Brick Walls
Vera Marie Badertscher at Ancestors in Aprons
Karen Biesfeld at Vorfahrensucher
Schalene Jennings Dagutis at Tangled Roots & Trees 
Jeanne Bryan Insalaco at Everyone has a Story to Tell
Jacqui Kirkman Leaves on my Family Tree
Kendra Schmidt of Trek Thru Time
Linda Stufflebean at Empty Branches on the Family Tree

My True Roots. "A Quote". For Genealogy.

"Today we "Bask in Our Ancestor's Light".

For Tomorrow the REAL WORK begins"...

A ™Quote by:

True Lewis

™ To only be used from the expressed written/oral permission of the Author, True Lewis of 
     My True Roots

National Black Hymn: "Lift Every Voice & Sing".

Lift Every Voice

Lift Every Voice by the Wardlow Brothers on YouTube

      Lift every voice and sing

      Till Earth and Heaven ring,

   Ring with the harmonies of Liberty;

      Let our rejoicing rise,

      High as the listening skies,

   Let it resound loud as the rolling sea.

Sing a song full of the faith that the dark past has taught us,

Sing a song full of the hope that the present has brought us,

   Facing the rising sun of our new day begun,

   Let us march on till victory is won.

      Stony the road we trod,

      Bitter the chastening rod,

   Felt in the days when hope unborn had died;

      Yet with a steady beat,

      Have not our weary feet

   Come to the place for which our fathers sighed?

We have come over a way that with tears has been watered,

We have come treading our path through the blood of the slaughtered,

   Out from the gloomy past, till now we stand at last

   Where the white gleam of our bright star is cast.

      God of our weary years,

      God of our silent tears,

   Thou who hast brought us thus far on the way;

      Thou who has by Thy might

      Led us into the light,

   Keep us forever in the path, we pray.

Lest our feet stray from the places, our God, where we met Thee,

Lest our hearts, drunk with the wine of the world, forget Thee,

   Shadowed beneath Thy hand, may we forever stand,

   True to our God, true to our native land.

Written: In 1899 as a Poem by James Weldon Johnson.

 His Brother John Rosamund Johnson penned it to music.  

On the occasion for Pres. Lincoln's birthday on February 12, 1900.

In 1919 the NAACP adopted it as it's Negro National Anthem for the plight and cry as affirmation and their liberation as a people. 

Guest Blogging at In Their Footsteps ✦

I had a Great Opportunity to be a Guest Blogger on September 20th, 2015 for Author Carolyn Schott 

It was about Traveling to your Ancestral Roots. I have blogged about this many times. So I wanted to contribute my Story when she asked for Guest Bloggers. 

It was a wonderful opportunity to be amongst other Researchers who went to their Ancestral Towns and got a feel for their Ancestors Roots. 

It's a Series she does called:


 In Their Footsteps

Footsteps...

Here is a LINK to my Work I submitted on behalf of myself and my Family about My Journey to Sweet Home Alabama! and others Journey's to their Ancestral Roots. 

A Genealogist's Hog Heaven

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Baby's cause of death ✿ From a Cup of Coffee steam...

Ivy Mae Watson

Baby Cousin Ivy 

She is my 1 Cousin 2 twice Removed

Daughter of 

Elmer Washington Watson & 

Mary Elizabeth Devor

She was BORN July 10th, 1909.

Ivy Mae Watson's Birth Certificate 

 Cumberland County, Newville Pennsylvania.

which is also her place of death. 

Buried at Prospect Hill Cemetery

She DIED August 30th, 1910.

Ivy Mae Watson Death Certificate

I ran across this on my Family tree and I kept seeing this sweet little chubby cheeked baby. 

My Cousin Pam had submitted her picture. Elmer is Pam's Grandfather and my Great Grandma Cora are Siblings. 

I hadn't paid much attention to the details. I was astonished this was over a coffee cup. She died, Due to inhalation from a coffee cup of steam. 

It also mentions Peritonitis, if my eyes are doing right by me.  So I wonder if something else was going on that this steam aggravated the situation?

 As a tea connoisseur. I was taken aback. 

I love tea. I'm obsessed with tea cups.  I love all the babies and want to remember them on my Blog. I have done this before. She also has a brother named Mark who died tragically. 

 This is his Remembrance link. 

 Daniel Mark Watson  

 These are moments when I realize how short our Lives can be and how they have meaning to someone with so much love.

They have a Life that was Unsung.

Just for that. I'll try to keep them in our Remembrance even tho' we didn't get to know her. 

You are Remembered, Ivy Mae!

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The White Little Bible

Every so often... I go through Daddy's belongings inside his WW2 Army Footlocker, I overlooked the first time. I have yet to process all that he has. This is just one of many Genealogical Gems inside.

Daddy's WW2 Footlocker in my Office

That's what this Blog Post is about. 

Daddy had this White Little Bible with a Name written inside.

I'm not sure of the reason he kept it?

He lived in many States before settling in Pennsylvania.

He also served in WW2. I often wonder if he found this in a chapel in Belgium? Did he run across this on a grassy bluff, or the sands of Europe while he was fighting?

SO...I'm posting it on my Blog in hopes, that it can be found by that special person. 

What do you Think? 

Leave me a NoTe,  Comment or

any Suggestion.

Paying it Forward

a Random Act of Kindness 

is due. 

"The White Little Bible"

A Quote for the Remembered and Released Slaves

For all the Slaves

of the 

Slave Name Roll Project

Created by: Schalene of "Tangled Roots and Trees"

"It's Honorable to do...You're RELEASING their Names and their Souls for their Descendants to find them one day. 

Every time this happens, they are REJOICING! 

They have been in a book or  what have you for so long". 

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