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Lake Mathews (Perris), CA, United States
I am a native of Illinois and grew up in Wilmette, a northern suburb of Chicago. I have one sibling, an older brother. After dropping out of college, I moved to California in 1973 with my first husband. I married my present husband, Butch, in 1977 and got 4 children in the deal. They have gone on to make me a grandmother 25 times over and a great-grandmother of 19. Three years after I married Butch I returned to school. I got my bachelors and masters degrees in speech communication and was a professor in that field for 13 years. I retired in 2001 to return to school and get my doctorate in folklore. Now I meld my two interests - folklore and genealogy - and add my teaching background, resulting in my current profession: speaker/entertainer of genealogically-related topics. I play a number of folk instruments, but my preference is guitar, which I have been playing since 1963. I work in partnership with Gena Philibert-Ortega with Genealogy Journeys where we focus on educating folks about Social History. More about that can be found at http://genaandjean.blogspot.com and more about my own business projects is on my Circlemending website.

Tuesday, July 6, 2010

Tombstone Tuesday - 6 July 2010 - Roy E. Wilcox

The grave of my grandfather's beloved brother, Roy Edward Wilcox (Edward after his father, Edward Wilcox, who was named after his grandfather, Edward Freeman - I love how the names are kept alive! My father was then named Lee Roy, after is father and this uncle).

Roy was born 1 October 1882 in Dallas, Dallas, Texas and died 9 July 1965 (45 years ago this week) in Grand Prairie, Dallas, Texas. He was buried the next day in Oakland Cemetery, Dallas, where he is interred next to his wife, Baynhum Brooks, who died 21 November 1978. Roy and Baynhum had no children so the only son to carry on the Wilcox name was Roy's brother, Lee Alfred (my grandfather). For this line of the Wilcox family, the Wilcox name ends with my brother, Robert, who has no children.

I visited this grave with my second (half) cousin a few years ago. It was a memorable excursion and the caretaker of the grounds allowed us to look at the records (there was no copy machine available, so I took a photo of the index card - see tomorrow's "Wordless Wednesday" posting).

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