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Posted: 28 Jul 2008 12:40PM GMT |
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Robert Lincoln Massengale was born June 2, 1886, in Monticello, KY, and died December 5, 1938 in Lexington, KY. He married Nellie Yanders, born Feb 16, 1890, in Barren Fork, KY. She died Feb 5, 1950 in Cincinnati. They were married in 1910 at the Somerset Court House (oops, Pauline was born in 1910). They had nine children, birthdates unknown to me except for my mom's (7/25/1925), my aunt Geneva (5/10/1920), and Uncle Jimmy (7/31/1935). The names of the children, in birth order, were Pauline Massengale Mayo, Robert Jr, Frank, Geneva Massengale Roessler, Joe, Betty Jane Massengale Norris Ellison Bachelier Butler Cook (that would be my mom), Billy, Chester (Bud), and James
Robert's father's name was William Anderson Massengale, born in Monticello ?, died December 1929. His wife and Robert's mother's name is not mentioned, only that she died when Grandpa was young. William later married Sally Foxhill. The Massengale children were William, who married and had two children, Earl and Shelly, Robert, married with nine kids, James, married with 3 kids - 2 boys, 1 girl, Charley who died at 2 years old, Jessie who died at 17 of TB, and twins Claudie and Maudie. Brother Jim lived in Lexington. I think his death was the result of a riot because Pauline mentions that in her story. How he had three kids of his own plus was caring for the sons of his brother whose wife had died and same sons placed in an orphanage until their uncle rescued them. That brother was Billie (I am reading this as I write about the riot and the hanging incident). Uncle Jim was married to an Irish lady named Lynn and they had three kids - Fronnie, Charley, and James. Aunt Lynn, Jim's wife, took Billie's kids from the orphanage and raised them, even after her husband, Uncle Jim, was killed in a mob riot trying to take a black man from the jail in Lexington. The man was accused of raping and killing a little white girl. The National Guards shot into the crowd and Jim was shot, later dying in the hospital. That was 1921. When my grandfather went to Lexington to be at the hospital, he came back a changed man. Said that on the wall of the corridor appeared words in letters of fire. "You better pray for yourself before you pray for anyone else
Does any of this help tie us together? She goes on to include information of Grandma Massengale's family. Do you want that even though she was only Massengale by marriage? Her parents were William Patton Yanders, born 4/6/1860, died 5/31/1935. Her mother was Elizabeth Burris. Two daughters, Nellie, born 1890, and Lenora, born 1900. I know Auntie didn't die until the 1990's, after we'd moved back to Cincinnati. Auntie, although not a Massengale, had some strange powers and things going on inside her. She used to scare the bejeesus out of me. She was one of those with the visions. She could pass a mirror and if she saw a baby carriage "floating by," the person she knew who was pregnant - that baby would not live. She was one of the three relatives that dreamed my brother died the night he did die. The ghost stories my mom told about Auntie made your hair turn white! One of the stories not about Auntie Mom used to tell was about a female relative that had a lot of health problems. This was way before embalming came to be. Anyhow, she would lapse into coma like states and was worried that someone would rush to pronounce her dead and bury her alive. Well, you can guess the next part of this story. She asked that they wait three days to see if she would come out of it. They didn't and buried her on the second day. They were all awakened with eerie moans. Seems she had awakened to find herself buried alive and she literally clawed her fingernails off on the coffin trying to get out. Doesn't sound eerie in the writing about it, but Mom could sure scare you with her version!. There used to be the one about them having a well out in the back, and every one was afraid to go out at night to get a drink because there would be this ghostly woman in white standing at the well. Back to Grandma Yanders. Her parents were Joseph and Mary Burris from Barren Fork. They had 6 children, Ed, John, Fred, Elizabeth, Carrie, and Dora I remember very well the day my great grandmother died. I was about 7 or 8. Auntie and Uncle Everett lived in one of those housing units that poorer people lived in. Grandma Yanders lived with them. She loved to sit out on the covered screened porch off of the kitchen. Their apartment was on the second floor with only one outside entrance. The porch only opened to the kitchen. Grandma was really old, over 90, and she would sit in her rocking chair and reach out at Auntie when she passed by, much as a cat does with its paw, knowing Auntie didn't like cats and found it annoying. Grandma told Auntie that when she died, she was going to come back as a cat and sit in that chair and annoy her. After the funeral, we all went back to Auntie's house. Auntie went out on the screened porch and screeched. There sat a cat in Grandma's chair and it reached out to paw at Auntie's hemline just like Grandma used to do! How did that cat get there? Was it Grandma? We all sure thought so! During the war (II), Auntie used to rent out rooms in her house down on Dayton St in Cincinnati. She would be able to tell which tenant came home just by the sound of his feet. Well, it was about 3 pm one day and Auntie and a few relatives were sitting in the dining room drinking coffee when the door opened. Hearing the footsteps, Auntie said, "Jim mustn't be feeling good today because he isn't due home for another half hour." Jim worked down at the factory. They all heard him go upstairs and go to his room. About 20 minutes later, one of the other tenants came rushing in the house. He said, "Isn't that awful about Jim?" Auntie said, "Is he feeling bad? We heard him come home at 3." The man looked at them like they had lost their minds. He said, "Jim was killed down at the factory at 3 pm today." They all went upstairs and tried Jim's door, only to find it locked from the inside. They said his shoes were outside the door, just as he always left them, but I don't know if that's embellishment or not.
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Robert Lincoln Massengale was born June 2, 1886, in Monticello, KY, and died December 5, 1938 in Lexington, KY. He married Nellie Yanders, born Feb 16, 1890, in Barren Fork, KY. She died Feb 5, 1950 in Cincinnati. They were married in 1910 at the Somerset Court House (oops, Pauline was born in 1910). They had nine children, birthdates unknown to me except for my mom's (7/25/1925), my aunt Geneva (5/10/1920), and Uncle Jimmy (7/31/1935). The names of the children, in birth order, were Pauline Massengale Mayo, Robert Jr, Frank, Geneva Massengale Roessler, Joe, Betty Jane Massengale Norris Ellison Bachelier Butler Cook (that would be my mom), Billy, Chester (Bud), and James
Robert's father's name was William Anderson Massengale, born in Monticello ?, died December 1929. His wife and Robert's mother's name is not mentioned, only that she died when Grandpa was young. William later married Sally Foxhill. The Massengale children were William, who married and had two children, Earl and Shelly, Robert, married with nine kids, James, married with 3 kids - 2 boys, 1 girl, Charley who died at 2 years old, Jessie who died at 17 of TB, and twins Claudie and Maudie. Brother Jim lived in Lexington. I think his death was the result of a riot because Pauline mentions that in her story. How he had three kids of his own plus was caring for the sons of his brother whose wife had died and same sons placed in an orphanage until their uncle rescued them. That brother was Billie (I am reading this as I write about the riot and the hanging incident). Uncle Jim was married to an Irish lady named Lynn and they had three kids - Fronnie, Charley, and James. Aunt Lynn, Jim's wife, took Billie's kids from the orphanage and raised them, even after her husband, Uncle Jim, was killed in a mob riot trying to take a black man from the jail in Lexington. The man was accused of raping and killing a little white girl. The National Guards shot into the crowd and Jim was shot, later dying in the hospital. That was 1921. When my grandfather went to Lexington to be at the hospital, he came back a changed man. Said that on the wall of the corridor appeared words in letters of fire. "You better pray for yourself before you pray for anyone else
Does any of this help tie us together? She goes on to include information of Grandma Massengale's family. Do you want that even though she was only Massengale by marriage? Her parents were William Patton Yanders, born 4/6/1860, died 5/31/1935. Her mother was Elizabeth Burris. Two daughters, Nellie, born 1890, and Lenora, born 1900. I know Auntie didn't die until the 1990's, after we'd moved back to Cincinnati. Auntie, although not a Massengale, had some strange powers and things going on inside her. She used to scare the bejeesus out of me. She was one of those with the visions. She could pass a mirror and if she saw a baby carriage "floating by," the person she knew who was pregnant - that baby would not live. She was one of the three relatives that dreamed my brother died the night he did die. The ghost stories my mom told about Auntie made your hair turn white! One of the stories not about Auntie Mom used to tell was about a female relative that had a lot of health problems. This was way before embalming came to be. Anyhow, she would lapse into coma like states and was worried that someone would rush to pronounce her dead and bury her alive. Well, you can guess the next part of this story. She asked that they wait three days to see if she would come out of it. They didn't and buried her on the second day. They were all awakened with eerie moans. Seems she had awakened to find herself buried alive and she literally clawed her fingernails off on the coffin trying to get out. Doesn't sound eerie in the writing about it, but Mom could sure scare you with her version!. There used to be the one about them having a well out in the back, and every one was afraid to go out at night to get a drink because there would be this ghostly woman in white standing at the well. Back to Grandma Yanders. Her parents were Joseph and Mary Burris from Barren Fork. They had 6 children, Ed, John, Fred, Elizabeth, Carrie, and Dora I remember very well the day my great grandmother died. I was about 7 or 8. Auntie and Uncle Everett lived in one of those housing units that poorer people lived in. Grandma Yanders lived with them. She loved to sit out on the covered screened porch off of the kitchen. Their apartment was on the second floor with only one outside entrance. The porch only opened to the kitchen. Grandma was really old, over 90, and she would sit in her rocking chair and reach out at Auntie when she passed by, much as a cat does with its paw, knowing Auntie didn't like cats and found it annoying. Grandma told Auntie that when she died, she was going to come back as a cat and sit in that chair and annoy her. After the funeral, we all went back to Auntie's house. Auntie went out on the screened porch and screeched. There sat a cat in Grandma's chair and it reached out to paw at Auntie's hemline just like Grandma used to do! How did that cat get there? Was it Grandma? We all sure thought so! During the war (II), Auntie used to rent out rooms in her house down on Dayton St in Cincinnati. She would be able to tell which tenant came home just by the sound of his feet. Well, it was about 3 pm one day and Auntie and a few relatives were sitting in the dining room drinking coffee when the door opened. Hearing the footsteps, Auntie said, "Jim mustn't be feeling good today because he isn't due home for another half hour." Jim worked down at the factory. They all heard him go upstairs and go to his room. About 20 minutes later, one of the other tenants came rushing in the house. He said, "Isn't that awful about Jim?" Auntie said, "Is he feeling bad? We heard him come home at 3." The man looked at them like they had lost their minds. He said, "Jim was killed down at the factory at 3 pm today." They all went upstairs and tried Jim's door, only to find it locked from the inside. They said his shoes were outside the door, just as he always left them, but I don't know if that's embellishment or not.
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