19 March 2015

Notes - quick trip Thursday / Brothers 9 draft enclosed /

         You stopped by and picked up tax papers from Andy, had lunch with Kim at Potbelly’s at Polaris before her hair appointment, then stopped by Cathy and Tod’s for a good hour or so chat before stopping at Schneider’s for donuts for breakfast. – Amorella

         1905 hours. We had a good drive both ways and tonight we okayed the deck floor, steps and built in benches being refurbished with composite boards. We are hoping this project will be completed before our May trip to Florida. It feels good to actually moving ahead with some of our ‘updating’ the house plans. We watched NBC News and when Carol finishes her work online we will have a snack supper and watch some DVRed material, then call it a night.

         Post. - Amorella

         2203 hours. I surprised myself and completed the near final draft of the Brothers 9 segment. I completely changed the last few paragraphs.

         So you did. Drop it in for safekeeping then post. – Amorella

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Brothers 9 © 2015 nfd

            Richard has two card tables as a makeshift desk against the west wall of the study this cold January day. His laptop is running the latest Ancestry software offline.

            “What do you have on our Bleacher sisters?” asks Robert.
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            Richard moves the software through three generations. Here, take a look. Rob sat at the computer screen:

Hobert White Bleacher             (1770-1859)                       
Priscilla Quiller                         (1768-1825)           

            Hobert Bleacher, a smithy, raised his family in the Mountain Falls section of Frederick Co. In 1799, Hobart and Priscilla bought tracts of land in both Shenandoah and Frederick Counties. His two sons, James and Jason, traded horses, taking them from Virginia to Ohio. Much of this operation took place before 1853, and by 1854, they ran out of good horses from Virginia so James purchased land in Delaware County, Ohio near Center Village and sent for other members of his family. Shortly after moving Jason died and was buried in Hunt Cemetery, Delaware County.

            James Mark Bleacher                        (1799-1877)                                               Elizabeth Sherman Vonderbundt            (1794-1864)           
           
            James was a successful local horse trader. His spouse, Lizzy, was his first cousin. Their horse farm was on the east side of Center Village. They had a daughter Mary Elizabeth and a son, Robert.

            Robert Mason Bleacher                        (1832-1922)           
            Sarah Francis Wadermann                        (1839-1913)           

            Robert was born 19 April 1832, and became a horse trader like his father. He inherited half of the farm, when his father James died in 1877. The other half of the farm went to Mary Elizabeth and her husband, Joseph Randolph Grant. His wife Sarah was born in Franklin County, Ohio on the 7 December 1839 and died 13 May 1913.

            Carl Tuller Bleacher                                    (1864-1949)           
            Cynthia W. Workman                        (1866-1946)           

            Carl was born 18 February 1864 and was a farmer and harness maker. He sold his land on 31 July 1899 and moved onto an established farm on Freeman Road north of Riverton. Carl died of natural causes on 7 October 1949. Cynthia was born 23 September 1866 in Riverton and died 2 March 1946 two houses north from where she was born on the west side of Vine Street here in Riverton. Her father, Walter Workman was the town doctor and emergency veterinarian from time to time.
           
            George Allen Bleacher                        (1895-1974)                                   
            Leonora Von Kilmer                                    (1898-1968)                       

            Connie and Cindy knew their grandparents and even have some pictures of themselves with their great-grandparents, Carl and Cynthia. The girls were four or five and remember the farm, which in 1950 was sold to a neighbor who rented it until the mid-sixties. Part of the farm, especially near the woods, became a rather large housing development. George and Leonora are buried next to each other on the newer developed east side, over near Knox and Walnut Streets in the College Cemetery.

            David John Bleacher                        (1918-2001)                       
            Donna Roland Bleacher                        (1918-2002)                       
           
            Connie and Cindy’s parents. Their father was born on 8 December 1918 and he died 12 January 2001. He was a pharmacist and had two pharmacies. One, on the north at the edge of old Uptown, and another on the south near Dempsey Road. Donna was one of the town’s librarians for thirty years. She was a very vibrant woman and was a great storyteller. Their father was an astute businessman as well as being an excellent and caring pharmacist. Both are also buried near his parents in John Knox Cemetery. Donna’s parents are buried in the old north section.

            Rob comments, “The Bleacher’s have been here about as long as we Greystone’s have.”
           
            “We’ve heard the family stories, but I like to actually read them for personal solidification,” says Richard earnestly.

            “Do you have all the stories? I can’t remember who told what. Grandpa got bit by a water moccasin and spit the poison out, and Grandma fell off a hay wagon as a kid and broke both her arm and leg.”

            “I haven’t got to putting all that together in one place. I have two older Apple oriented software programs, MacFamily Tree and Reunion so with Ancestry finally coming up with a good software program for the Mac I thought it was time to update.”

            Rob smiles wickedly, “I think I remember a story about Grandpa Greystone dating one of the Bleachers girls in his youth.”

            Both laugh. “That would have been weird,” whispered Richard more shyly than he would have expected.

            Robert picks up on the tonal queue and continues, “What if he put her to bed and she got pregnant and married someone else? Nobody would have known.”

            “Sound like a soap,” says Richard defensively.

            “Who knows, Richie?”

            Richard smiles more relaxed, “Remember the old joke – ‘everyone knows who their mother is, but only mother knows who the father is, and sometimes she’s not so sure.’”
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         2208 hours. I really don’t know if it in a near final draft but it will do until I complete the chapter.

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