Geocities to Yahoo Migration--Final

I had to think about this, do some trial and many errors, but I FINALLY got it!!! Actually, it's not rocket science ;-)

Once I paid my toll and got a site on Yahoo, I downloaded their Site Builder program. Back in the day, I spent countless hours building my geocities home page and I like the graphics and background I used, so naturally I wanted to replicate it on my new site.

To do this one only has to open Site Builder and click on "add a blank page". Then give the blank page a name and save it. I went out to my geocities file manager page and printed it out, so I was able to rename the new pages with the same old names. Site Builder allows you to add numerous blank pages. Once they are all named, simply click on publish and the computer uploads all the new pages into your new Yahoo file manager. From what I could figure out, the only way to be able to "edit" a page once it is in the file manager is to create it in Site Builder first.

Transferring is easy, but time consuming. I opened both file managers--copied the geocities page by page to the corresponding new pages on Yahoo. Downloaded all the graphics, backgrounds, etc. and now I am almost ready to rock and roll. There are still some links that don't work and I do want to add some new pages and rescan most of the photos....but there you have it! Almost done and ready to advertise.

Now.....what was I complaining about for the past two weeks....LOL

BTW--for those of you that have your home page out on geocities, the site is slated to close on October 26.

Wordless Wednesday--ROOTS

Tombstone Tuesday--William Lanham Pool

     William Lanham Pool is my paternal great great great grandfather. Sarah is his second wife and not my blood relation. 

     William was the son of Rev. Asby Pool and Vilender Lanham. He was born in Monongalia County, (West) Virginia in June 1817 and died in Monongalia County, West Virginia on October 07, 1911.

     He followed in the steps of his father becoming a minister; however, with the Methodist Protestant Church.  His first wife, was my great great great grandmother Ann Louise Frum Pool. 

     William served in the Civil War as a Corporal with Company I, 14th West Virginia Infantry.

 

     He and Sarah are buried in Mt. Pleasant Cemetery, Monongalia County, West Virginia.

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SNGF--My Dad's Homecoming from Korea

This Saturday's challenge from Randy Seaver over at Gena-Musings is to write about a childhood memory. I have many. Some are probably triggered more from old family photos than from actual memory, however, my Dad's homecoming from Korea is definately part of my childhood memory bank.

In 1949, my Dad, George VanGilder Hughes, signed up as a Captain in the Medical Corps of the National Guard for the additional income. He had already served with the U.S. Army in local hospitals as his payback for medical school tuition. In 1950-51 he was setting up his medical practice in the North Hills of Pittsburgh. In the fall of 1951 he received a letter from the U.S. Army stating that he was to report to the U.S. Army Medical Hosptial at Camp Carson, Colorado. Family life and his new practice suddenly were put on hold.

After my Mother's birthday on December 4, 1951, she and I traveled by train to Camp Carson to live on the Army post with my Dad and to await the arrival of my brother, Ken. We lived on post until sometime in May of 1952 and returned to our house in Pittsburgh. Dad followed a few weeks later and stayed at home for a couple of months before he was shipped to Korea.

He served as the head of an aid station on the front line for several months. He took and passed his medical boards and was immediately moved to the 121 Evacuation Hospital in Seoul, Korea as the Chief of Medical SVC. His actual time in Korea was not that long....less than one year...but for me, at age five, it seemed like an eternity.

We would wait anxiously for a letter from Dad. I always knew when they came as the envelopes had red, white and blue around the outside. Dad would always have a little drawing at the end of each letter for Ken and I. The three of us would sit together on the living room couch and Mom would read the words to us.

Dad's discharge and homecoming was cause for great celebration. Our friend and neighbor, Dr. Joseph Arthur, made a large sign which stretched across the front yard. My maternal grandmother made me a new dress and the family drove out to the airport to greet Dad upon his arrival.

Dad never spoke of Korea. There are many photos, Army documentation and only one of his letters that remain. When I interviewed him for the Veterans History Project, he had only sketchy memories of his service.

Memories faded for Dad....but his time away and his homecoming have not for me. Thanks Randy for presenting this challenge. It was good to reminisce.

Farewell Alan Hughes of Hartlepool, England

Today I learned of the death of one of my Hartlepool Hughes relations. Alan Hughes was a first cousin to my Grandfather Hughes. Although they were separated by over 35 years, they were still in the same Hughes generation. Alan was the son and youngest of six children born to Aidan and Florence Lester Hughes and lived his life in Hartlepool, England.

My two brothers and I met Alan and his wife Judy back in 2003 when we had the wonderful opportunity to travel across the pond to England. My English roots used to be one of my genealogy brick walls. In 2001 a delightful English lady contacted me after she saw my home page on the net and saw that I had Hartlepool relations. It was a serendipitous meeting. Her home was only about a 15 minute drive from Hartlepool and she was more than willing to work on my family in the local libraries. You can probably imagine that I was doing the "genealogy happy dance"!

My new English friend also found an inquiry on one of the UK sites regarding relations of George Henry Hughes of Hartlepool, my great great grandfather. I e-mailed the writer and was immediately put in touch with his mother, who is Alan's sister, Betty. We began to correspond and a seed was planted and I was in a "need to" frame of mind to get to England and Hartlepool.


Alan, Judy and Betty welcomed us to their town like we were American royality. We were squired around Hartlepool and met many Hughes relations. Alan and Judy spirited us away one afternoon and drove us out into the country to see their caravan. We spent a delightful afternoon eating fish and chips and then went to the caravan park's recreation center for drinks. I remember that Alan loved to drink shandy's....a mixture of beer and lemonade...a summertime favorite in England.


Alan must have known everyone in Hartlepool. When we drove through town, folks would stop and walk over to the car to give Alan their best, or to share a laugh or a remembrance. He was truly loved and respected. A jovial fellow with a big smile and a hearty laugh--full of stories of his beloved Hartlepool and family.


Alan, you will be missed by your family and friends on both sides of the pond. I wish we could have spent more time with you and will cherish the memories of our visit.

From the Hartlepool Mail, Hartlepool, England

Hughes, Alan. On, Friday, 25, September, at Hartlepool Hospice, after a short illness, fought with dignity, Alan, aged 75 years, loved and treasured husband of Judith, a devoted father and best friend to Alan, Trevor, Beverley and Julie, a dear father-in-law, adored granda and great-granda. Funeral service to take place on Friday, October 2, at St Aidan's Church, 12 noon, prior to interment at Stranton Cemetery. Friends please meet at the church. Please feel free to wear colours.

Next to you. You cannot see or touch me, but I'm standing next to you, your tears can only hurt me, your sadness makes me blue, be brave and show a smiling face, let not your grief show through, I love you from a different place, yet I'm standing next to you.

In front of St. Aidan's Church, Hartlepool, England

Funeral photos sent to me by Alan's son, Alan Hughes.

International Non-Violence Day

Treasure Chest Thursday--Hughes Hankies

This is a collection that I have named, "The Hughes Hankies." They were given to me when I was younger (that would be the 1950's ;-] ) by one of my paternal Great Grandmother's, Elizabeth Olesen Hughes.

Great Grandma Hughes, also known as Noonie, lived with her son and my paternal grandparents, George Henry and Sarah VanGilder Hughes in Bellevue, Pennsylvania. As a youngster, when I visited, Great Grandma would always give me a hankie to take home. She felt that a young lady always had to have a handkerchief. She also gave me the oriental lacquer box and the sachet and I have kept them together for over 50 (yikes!) years. The sachet still has it's original perfume scent.

Back in the late 1990's, after having researched my genealogy for about 5 years, I decided to begin giving away the hankies as the "something old" to each of my Hughes cousins or their fiancee's before the wedding day. Sadly, I know I have missed a couple over the years. As my cousin's children slowly begin to marry, I am now sending a little piece of Hughes History to the next generation.

P.S. Cousins, if I missed you, let me know and I will send you one!