I thought I knew a lot
about my grandparents before I started doing my genealogical research. Since starting
I have learned quite a bit, but I have also added to that knowledge through a
Facebook group that contains memories of those of us that grew up in the
village of Wellsville Ohio. I’ve learned more about the history of the village
from others that grew there and because of it I realized how it was that my grandparents
came to live in that area.
My paternal grandmother
Mary Gillespie emigrated from Ireland at the age of three with her mother, her
twin sister Rose and her brother Lawrence. Her uncles Thomas and James had come
to this country several years previously to earn money as coal miners. They had
purchased farm property. When my great-grandmother and her children arrived
there was a farm in place. I don’t know if my grandmother’s brother Lawrence
went to work in the mines straightaway or if he worked the farm for a couple of
years first. But I do remember my grandmother telling me stories of her mother
clearing rocks from the fields in her apron. I do know from stories my
grandmother told that their home was near the railroad and I have since been
able to find maps that showed they are holding and where the railroad ran. My
grandmother got to know the schedule of the trains that went by, so she would
be out hanging up laundry or doing other types of womanly work around the farm
when the locomotive my grandfather was driving went by. She would wave to him
because she thought he had beautiful curly hair. I learned later from my cousin
that he would write notes to my grandmother and wrap them around rocks and toss
them out of the cab of the locomotive as he’d go by and now way they were able
to keep in touch with each other. I don’t know how they actually did meet in
person but they did and were married in 1912. My grandfather had grown up on a
farm in southwestern Ohio and I don’t know what it was exactly that drew him to
Eastern Ohio, but it was most likely the railroad. After all young man needs to
work a few years before he reaches the status of being an engineer on the
locomotive.
My maternal grandmother
was born in Brooklyn and led a rather sheltered life as a young woman.
Fortunately for her parents did send her to secretarial school so that she was
able to earn a living, but of course was never allowed to move out of her
parents’ home. Her sisters left home simply because one of them had gotten
married and another sister had gone into the convent. My grandfather was born
in Wheeling West Virginia and his father became very active in establishing the
Operative Potters Union in Eastern Ohio. My grandmother knew both of my
grandfather’s sisters Catherine and Eva. They had decided their brother was old
enough that he should be married after all he was in his 30s. They played
matchmaker and introduced their brother to their friend Katharyn and the two
married in 1924.
Joseph H. and Mary Rawlings wedding picture 1911 |
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