Tuesday, May 15, 2018

He Left His Mark Behind

It could be called a legacy..... but often its just a set of letters HUGGINS drawn into a concrete slab he poured in the back yard....  or a piece of plywood he hammered into the attic construction

Tuesday, April 17, 2018

Sleeping with my Elders.... Past Year

Time passes.... time is precious!

There is a TATE relative to research --- also My brothers wife's family

Wednesday, May 31, 2017

Anderson's as Owners of Enslaved Lucinda and Her Parents

I touched off sort of a firestorm....  just as my DNA cousin....(I met a 2nd girl)...  he travelled to OKC with his wife for a funeral!!

Then I watched Book TV where in Annette Gordon-Reed talked of her latest book on Sally Hemmings and Thomas Jefferson -- US President and their enslaved offspring @ Monticello, VA!

Suddenly -- my vision was expanded..... my vision has moved back two generations.  I'm now asking WHO --- AND WHERE ARE THE RECORDS OF JAMES A ANDERSON'S mom and dad... as well as their parents as plantation owners?? 

Really now... I might find that Lucinda had brothers and sisters.... and who and where was her mother serving as a concubine or nurse-maid/cook to the Senior Anderson owners!!!! 

Wednesday, April 19, 2017

I Know My Design... Now -- today

Miep Gies, the Dutch woman who risked her life to keep the Frank family hidden, is still alive in the Netherlands, they embark on a fund raiser to bring her to their class as a guest speaker. It is the emotional highlight of the film. Visibly moved by the courageous stories of this now elderly woman (played by actress Pat Carroll), the students instantly see her as a hero.
"I was not a hero," she says. "I was an ordinary person. All I did was do the right thing. But you are heroes everyday. You are turning on a light in a dark room

."Miep Gies: But even an ordinary secretary or a housewife or a teenager can, within their own small ways, turn on a small light in a dark room

In my own small way...  I will turn on a small light in a dark room – today

April 2017  

What right and wrong with LONGEVITY?

Monday, March 27, 2017

Cousin birthdays for March.....

I picked up the phone.... and called my cousin TODAY.    A simple, often overlooked thing to do.  My husband, and seven year old Nick... and my cousin Bruce Fisher (age 65) share March 24th birthdays...

So belatedly.... the reason is because I'm looking forward to my older brother Orville... who has a March 29th upcoming birthday!  

Wednesday, March 22, 2017

Family Biography: Quote of the day

A favorite quote for today:
"You must do the things you think you cannot do"  Eleanor Roosevelt

Thursday, February 23, 2017

Ancestral -- Hand written letters

Howard III said he wanted to share with me several handwritten letters from Big Mama!  Wow... she wrote him letters when he was a freshman-senior out at Langston University!! 1967-1971.  She'd put a dollar in the letter... never more than two dollars.  Big money at the time!

Howard doubted that Andrea or Val could appreciate significance of it... He would share such treasures with me.!!! YIPPPPPPPPEEEEEE

Never to be Found Great-Grandfather Jim Travis and Neeley - MS

My oldest brother told me about five stories....  I'm going to recount them briefly in order to fill in details a little later

Brother Cavers and possible kiss stolen question to 13 yr old boy.....sing a song come this far by faith...cry and preach at small church next door to big mama's house......   

about 12 years old, they were traveling to a small town and he looked out window and saw a sign COLORED only  mama would not explain to him... just looked away. 

3rd story about daddy often telling an extraordinary story of when he and some friends were driving a distance.... tired of fried chicken/salad in a bag. they wanted a lunch mean....pulled into a town and Dad walked into restuarnt and asked the owner.... for a colored menu.   Guy said SIR  we do not have separate menu... all of our customers are welcome to come in and sit and order..... Dad quite impressed at reverse tale of NON RACISM.  

4th story.... after I tole him we were going to Sweet Home in Chandler OK.... so he told me what Uncle DD said about the old cemetery for his (mydaddy's) grandfather and grandmother Jim and Nellie Travis... who lived as sharecroppers on the Watson plantation.  The old man/owner had allowed the many families who sharecropped to have a plot of land to bury their kin.   Likewise this was where Jim and Nellie were buried.   Time passed as our grandmother Mama Dooley and siblings moved to Lexington OK... that is where DD and daddy were raised.  DD told story that as the Old man died -- his son took over the land/farming and systematically plowed over the cemetery.. planted cotton.  My uncle DD cussed every time he told the story -- so inhumane -- we were just like dogs or no-life personhoods who were buried on HIS LAND.... so irrespective he plowed and grew cotton on the land.   There is not record of names..... so I have found out.... But can confirm the loss of place // identity destroyed -- no burial place.   Gosh a resting place is needed. 

But I think of Jim Travis as a godly man... trusting his soul to God's good keeping hand.   Knowing the evil lurking in the human heart of slaveholders in the deep southern state of Mississippi.....

Thursday, January 5, 2017

Honoring Our Loved Ones

"You honor the life that has been given you by remembering and telling your stories." 

from Robin Moore's "Awakening the Hidden Storyteller" 

Monday, November 14, 2016

Saying out loud.... I love you!!

Phone rang.... It was my California brother.....  great chat.... before I hung up I said........ 
 I love you - James!

Brothers and Sisters

are absolutely the best kin-folk EVER!!!

Monday, November 7, 2016

ERA ~ ending and beginning

I count a greater portion of my life according to the Presidential election of 2008!  I was on a cruise ship (voted early) and Sir/POTUS was Barak Obama!  

Per Sepai.... I pant to start again....VETERANS DAY 2016

Its been 8 great years.... and we are on the brink of electing America's First Madame/POTUS!  Countdown time!  

 Near Georgetown..... or was it our night in Chinatown.... via Washington DC tour for the Langston Ladies!

Monday, May 30, 2016

Seeing My Image in an Oklahoma Headstone

Our annual visit . . .Chickasha's Rose Hill Cemetery

Tuesday, May 17, 2016

Perfect Attendance is a family affair....

I went thru a couple of boxes again..... a unique retirement activity.... and say my 6th grade Lincoln School attendance

Sunday, April 10, 2016


Taken from my cousin's facebook post:




SHARON DAVIS   4-7-2016

Sepia Says..... Water Under the Bridge

Hello Friends, and Well-Wishers.....  

The phrase caught my attention this week......as the shipmen sailed under/alongside a bridge.....

Life is much like.... Water Under the Bridge!

I know a few things about the Nature of Water.....

All the waters run to the sea and yet the sea is not full, and from the place where they began, thither they return again....   Ecclesiastes

Water is the only substance on earth that is naturally present in three different forms...........  as a liquid, as a solid, and as a gas (water vapor) !

Water is the only drink for a wise man....Henry David Thoreau 

Mixed emotions of all is well for the week ending 4-9-2016.   Celebrating the 32nd Birth Year of my baby daughter........  But on 4-7-2016 -- the passing of my 84 Year Old Cousin in Chicago Illinois.

Just awed that his voice is silenced.... hence.... WATER UNDER THE BRIDGE
I noted its meaning .... 
Something that has happened in the past, 
something that cannot be undone, and 
something or someone.... who can no longer be a consideration.     
Under the bridge.... is British in its origin and 
is the oldest part of the interesting proverb

This image really portrays the silence, tranquility, 
but 'aloneness' that I kinda feel today.
Not much sadness -- just solemn

My neighborhood has a wonderful lake that I walk a couple of miles fairly often


...hmmmm   when is the last time I've been on a BOAT.... via a cruise maybe...???   Well last year or so.... there was the awesome, gorgeous waters of my Central Florida mini-vacation..... AHHHHH

ahhhhhh  indoor

the beaches.... outdoor

and poolside.      Water --- indeed --- under the bridge and everywhere!

Let's Hang Tough.... Always Moving Forward 


Saturday, February 13, 2016

Flashback Saturday: Loving the Game of Golf

End of Week #6 - 2016!  Sepia Saturday 317 (I don't know their number system.... unless I think FORWARD !!!)

My Brother is an avid golfer.  That being said... there is only one time that I've seen him play golf.   hmnnnnn.....  He's not a selfie taker/ not an iphoner... hmnnn

So let me search back...way way back to an OU Golf Tournament (Ada Lois Sipuel Fisher Tournament/Award Ceremony)

Sunday, February 7, 2016

Still Images . . from the Old Cassette player

Really thrilled for a jump-start to post about OLD movie clips, the OLD reel-to-reel my daddy used to record on.... My brother has the clunker machine and might take a pic for me.

Hubby's mom was the church generation of cassettes of sermons.  The cassette player in the car!

These pictures are dated late 1958-59 and early 60's

Thursday, January 28, 2016

Hawkins Chapel ~ Frederick Oklahoma

I think of this posting as a bit of "..way back when" ....  then and now!

Thursday, December 31, 2015

Never - no never to forget my ROOTS

Inspired and lovingly submitted on this last day of 2015-December 31st

Sunday, December 6, 2015

Friday, November 20, 2015

Yes, I was (ALMOST) in the Cotton Fields of Oklahoma

A Bit of nostalgia.... many mixed emotions.   A smile of freedom....

Monday, November 16, 2015

Re-member, Re-juvenate, Re-live,

A Re-Visit to my childhood home of Frederick, OK (Tillman County, OK)

Friday, July 24, 2015

I Love a Good Research Adventure

This comes on the heels of a phone call 8-10 weeks ago from a Black Guy -- little younger than me.. and he said his DNA results matched him to my cousin in my Ancestry family tree.   Smith name.

Shall I believe .... I've been 'a-diggin!

Monday, July 6, 2015

In Frederick, OK: Why did they bully . . my brother?

It hurts... it saddens my heart... it turns over and over as a worry in my thoughts.

Bullying is the use of force, threat, or coercion to abuseintimidate, or aggressively dominate another person.  Bullying is often repeated and habitual.

I sat at the dinner table with my oldest brother Howard Huggins.....Earlier this month I'd called him to ask where did he attend - 1st thru -12th  grades... So I could fill in my daddy's timeline of our family having lived in Frederick, OK, then Chickasha, OK and finally Oklahoma City, OK (he Pastored in these towns and in Geary, OK also.)  

He told me he spent one half/yr of his 7th grade in Frederick -- and the second half in Chickasha, OK.  I didn't think of the details of Why?

Howard Jr leaned back and talked in his usual slow-deliberate fashion.  He said that in the seventh grade.... the teacher showed great incompetence and was later removed from the school system in allowing student behavior to get out of control.... Another reason for the teacher's dismissal was that he used abusive/excessive force in discipline.  He used an airconditioner fan belt... I think Howard said.  He knew exactly what he was talking about.... and I still can't picture such a strap....???  

Wednesday, July 1, 2015

How are you? How am I?

I'm a little better than I was last year.
Yet doing my work from the chair.
Am I pleased?

Why I say I am.
The complaint keeps me in a jam.

Too, there's no need complaining,
keep saying with a grin.
I do my best, 
with the shape I'm in.

Monday, June 29, 2015

Telling Our Story

"You honor the life that has been given you by remembering and telling your stories."
from Robin Moore's "Awakening the Hidden Storyteller"

Monday, June 22, 2015

Mississipi Roots ~ Relative Discoveries!

Two of my brothers (James Travis and Wendell Ray) extended the June wedding of Valerie Huggins/Carter in St Louis MO..... over to Chicago IL in order to hook up with our first cousins!  We are Mama' Dooley's grandkids!

Ask.... and it shall be given..... oh me oh my!

Monday, June 1, 2015

Honorable in Life and Death

The newspaper obit and statement from Joe Biden on the passing of his 46 yr old son (today)....

"More than his professional accomplishments, Beau measured himself as a husband, father, son and brother. His absolute honor made him a role model for our family. Beau embodied my father's saying that a parent knows success when his child turns out better than he did.

Pretty Tremendous...

I was reading the Scripture of Luke 7:35 last evening which said. . . "BUt wisdom is proved right in all her children." NIV.

The New Living Bible Translation says   But wisdom is shown to be right by the lives of those who follow it."

Friday, May 8, 2015

Mistakes, my dear....

“Well, we all make mistakes, dear, so just put it behind you.
We should regret our mistakes and learn from them,
but never carry them forward into the future with us.” 
~ L.M. Montgomery, Anne of Avonlea

Thursday, May 7, 2015


As we have aged.... we do indeed make a more deliberate choice (FAMILY LOVE) to be friends, to be kind and sharing.  This is Charlene and Bruce/wife
 in 2011 with my Brother Orville and his daughter!

Our mother's are sisters..... 
Helen Sipuel Huggins and Ada Lois Sipuel Fisher
 FIRST Cousins by blood, friends by choice!

 The Fisher Factory Family

A real cousin is someone who walks in when the rest of the world walk out.

Thursday, April 30, 2015

Remembering 50 yrs ago

.... Come this June 25th - 2015..... twas the yr of 1965!  Gloriously.... I got a baby sister!

Sub-title.... ONCE UPON A TIME.... when we were girls!!!

Friday, April 3, 2015

People are indeed Dead..... but ALIVE!

Browsing the internet today..... It was said that "PEOPLE ARE DEAD MUCH LONGER THAN THEY ARE ALIVE !"    As I learn and seach for my ancesters.... it does indeed make sense!    

Tuesday, March 17, 2015

James Huggins ~ The Other Wes Moore

About The Book

Two kids with the same name, liv­ing in the same city. One grew up to be a Rhodes Scholar, dec­o­rated com­bat vet­eran, White House Fel­low, and busi­ness leader. The other is serv­ing a life sen­tence in prison for felony mur­der. Here is the story of two boys and the jour­ney of a generation.
In Decem­ber 2000, the Bal­ti­more Sun ran a small piece about Wes Moore, a local stu­dent who had just received a Rhodes Schol­ar­ship. The same paper also ran a series of arti­cles about four young men who had allegedly killed a police offi­cer in a spec­tac­u­larly botched armed rob­bery. The police were still hunt­ing for two of the sus­pects who had gone on the lam, a pair of broth­ers. One was named Wes Moore.

Wes just couldn’t shake off the unset­tling coin­ci­dence, or the inkling that the two shared much more than space in the same news­pa­per. After fol­low­ing the story of the rob­bery, the man­hunt, and the trial to its con­clu­sion, he wrote a let­ter to the other Wes, now a con­victed mur­derer serv­ing a life sen­tence with­out the pos­si­bil­ity of parole. His let­ter ten­ta­tively asked the ques­tions that had been haunt­ing him: Who are you? How did this happen?

That let­ter led to a cor­re­spon­dence and rela­tion­ship that has lasted for sev­eral years. Over dozens of let­ters and prison vis­its, Wes dis­cov­ered that the other Wes had a life not unlike his own: Both had grown up in sim­i­lar neigh­bor­hoods and had dif­fi­cult child­hoods, both were father­less; they’d hung out on sim­i­lar cor­ners with sim­i­lar crews, and both had run into trou­ble with the police. At each stage of their young lives they had come across sim­i­lar moments of deci­sion, yet their choices and the peo­ple in their lives would lead them to aston­ish­ingly dif­fer­ent destinies.

Told in alter­nat­ing dra­matic nar­ra­tives that take read­ers from heart-wrenching losses to moments of sur­pris­ing redemp­tion, The Other Wes Moore tells the story of a gen­er­a­tion of boys try­ing to find their way in a chal­leng­ing and at times, hos­tile world.

Wednesday, February 25, 2015

Who Are You.... to be anonymous?

You and I . . . .  
 our name should be spoken in reverent tones or in terrified whispers!  (Author Unknown)

TODAY,   I am paying tribute to ANN LOWE - who died at the age of 82 (1981).  She designed gowns for an exclusive group of clientele in America!

Ann Lowe was born in Grayton, Alabama...(Tim Phelps-published NY Times 3-1-1981)  the daughter and granddaughter of dressmakers.  She was educated in Montgomery Alabama at the S. T. Taylor Design School.  The married Lee Cohen... and two children named Authur Lee and Ruth Alexander were born.

In 1928, Ann was working in New York at various salons...as well as the Saks Fifth Ave department store.  She opened her own Madison Avenue shop... calling in rightly so ANN LOWE ORIGINALS in 1968 - here dresses were never mass-produced.  That's a span of 40 years....

Her partial obit reads "in addition to her daughter, Ruth Alexander, Mrs Lowe is survived by a granddaughter and two great grandchildren.  Her funeral will be Tuesday at St. Marks United Methodist Church, 138th Street and Edgecombe Ave.  Manhattan.

Wednesday's Word / Quote

Tuesday, February 10, 2015

Names, Names, Names ~ Three Scrabble Generations !

Hi There...  Fellow Bloggers....  This little idea appealed to me in one or two little junk-hunts I went on in 2014!

So I managed to buy TWO original boxed Scrabble games with plenty of letters to hurriedly.. last night... while watching TV... 

I jotted our family names -- From My Mom And Dad- six children.... and all of the grandchildren

SCRABBLE - in and of itself - is a word game in which two to four players score points by placing tiles -- each tile bears a single letter.   Place tiles onto a game-board which is divided into a 15 x 15 grid of squares.   Scrabble is a trademark of Hasbro, Inc (USA - 1999)  

I loved it.... I felt pretty competitive and smart.... (second to winning Monopoly) as a kid!

Prior to  1999- Scrabble was sold as a Milton Bradley Game... Click link for History of Scrabble..... I found out it became really popular in about abt 1986 --- along with Cabbage Patch Dolls

I think I mispelled Rahshaad.... and could not link my sister TANA.

Thursday, January 8, 2015

A Family Jewel...

Hoping to be Recovered this year!

Lucinda Smith just may mover from Memphis Tennessee-- to OKC

 January 2015!

Monday, December 29, 2014

Friday, December 12, 2014

a clear eye

Keep a clear eye toward life's end.

Do not forget your purpose and destiny as God's creature. 
What your are in His sight is what

you are and nothing more.

Remember that when you leave
this earth, you can take nothing
you have received...

but only
what you have given; 

a full
heart enriched by honest service,
love, sacrifice and courage.

- Francis of Assisi