Finding Family… dad’s 1st cousin 2x removed

Is there a more satisfying feeling when you’ve gone that extra mile, checked that extra record, about to “throw in the towel” and then SUCCESS???…¬† I’m smiling ūüėĬ†¬†

My dad’s “Crout family”, from Hampshire, England, are a complicated bunch but so so interesting. ¬†After much hunting and searching I reckon I’ve finally located all of my Great Great Grandfather’s 10¬†siblings. Takes a heck of a lot of time to do even a¬†quick search of each of them, especially if they too have large families… and some of them sure¬†do… puff puff puff.

Well, I’ve been slowly¬†working through Great Great Grandad’s siblings and finally got to¬†one of his 5¬†younger sisters, Frances Sophia Crout.¬† Her second son, fathered 15 children!!!.¬† By the time I worked through all that lot, their marriages and their children, Frances Sophia’s next child was a bit of a relief, in some ways, as no documentary evidence jumped out at me. With a sigh of relief I was about to¬†put Henry Frederick to one side with the thought that maybe he’d died young and I just hadn’t found the evidence yet. Something stopped me and how happy I am that¬†it did for, to my delight and surprise, another fascinatingly interesting part of my family “came to light”.

BDM¬†indexes, census reports, passenger lists etc. show that¬†my 1st cousin 3x removed, Henry Frederick Johnston…¬†the fourth of my 2nd Great Grand Aunt’s children married Mary. They had 2 sons and then in 1902 Henry “scarpered across the pond” to Canada¬†without his wife and children just like my own Grandfather did 10 years later. However, much to my surprise, instead of¬†this Henry setting up with a new wife and family… his wife Mary and sons; Keith Stewart and Jack Murray joined him 10 years later.

Like my Grandfather, Henry (Harry) Eden Crout, young Jack also¬†joined the Canadian Expeditionary Force and fought in France¬†throughout World War¬†1, although in different regiments.¬†I wonder if they knew each other? My Grandfather migrated to Montreal, Quebec… whilst Jack, his brother and parents moved to¬†Winipeg, Manitoba.

More work to be done yet, of course ūüôā … but what an amazing journey it’s been with these Crout’s, of mine. Despite the family stories, I’ve found¬†not a drop of Scottish blood in any of them. At least my Grandmother Marie Ogilvie’s dad, James,¬†was Scottish. You can read about that here¬†and a little about her Grandfather who was born, and died, in Elgin Scotland here.

However, I now know where my fascination with sailing ships comes from and that certainly is not just from my Grandpa, Frederick Alexander Allan.  

“Aye, aye, matie!!!” … ūüėÄ

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Copyright ¬© 2012. Catherine Crout-Habel. “Seeking Susan ~ Meeting Marie ~ Finding Family¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†

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Kk is for – Kokoda Track and the 39th…

Family History Through the Alphabet

The year is 1942 and all that stood between us and a Japanese invasion was a bunch of untrained schoolboys… many were my mum’s class-mates. This post, for Gould’s “Family History Through the Alphabet” challenge, is dedicated to the young lads of the 39th Australian Militia Battalion… most never made it home. To them we owe our freedom and may their courage, determination and fortitude never be forgotten. This date, 21 July 2012 is the 70th Anniversary of the “Battle for Australia” and is a time for the remembering.

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“They were just ‘cannon fodder’ Catherine. Little boys in World War 1 uniforms that were too big for them. They were¬†sent up there to keep the Japs busy… to give them something to shoot at¬†as¬†Curtin kept on fighting with Churchill to bring our troops home.”

I can still hear the sob in mum’s voice and see the pain in her eyes as she told how public outrage stopped the “marching” of her classmates and other young blokes through the streets of Adelaide, South Australia. ¬†

“They couldn’t march like soldiers… they had no¬†training. They were just kids from the Depression taken from their homes and sent up there to be shot at. Most hadn’t had a decent feed in their lives, you know.”

This is my mum’s story which I’ve researched at great length, and in great detail, suspecting that maybe she’d exaggerated matters. What I discovered was info that maybe she wasn’t even¬†aware of and is why this has been a particularly difficult Family History story to write.

Before going any further, nothing has¬†made me happier than¬†to have my mum’s insistence that it’s the “Kokoda Track” …¬†NOT “trail” and¬†her insistence¬†“That’s¬†just an Americanism!” confirmed.¬†All¬†research shows that it was an American journalist who first described the “Kokoda Track” as a¬†trail but was always known, by the Ozzie soldiers who fought it’s length both¬†backwards and forwards,¬†as the “Kokoda Track”.¬† It wasn’t a trail, it wasn’t a road nor even a pathway… In fact:

“Until this time the ‘Kokoda Track’ had been simply a native pad considered passable only by natives or by patrol officers carrying little or no burden. It climbed mountains as high as 7000 feet, clung to the sides of gorges, descended preciptously to cross swift flowing torrents on moss covered stones or fallen trees, and then rose steeply again to traverse dankly dripping rain forests.”

Research¬†showed that mum’s school mates were indeed “conscripts”. They were conscripted into the Militia with the job of protecting “the homeland”.¬† However, as the Japanese threat escalated and with no troops to protect Australia the 39th¬†were sent to New Guinea initially to unload boats, planes etc. Before you could blink an eye the 39th Battalion was all that stood between us and a Japanese invasion.

I still remember mum’s wry smile as she suggested that¬†“the Japs must have rued the day that they bombed Pearl Harbor”. That fateful day, on 7 Dec 1941, forced the United States¬†to abandon their “non interventionist policy” and to finally join England, Australia and other allies¬†in World War¬†2. The Pearl Harbor¬†attack “crippled” the United States Fleet.

The Japanese moved¬†swiftly and, on 15 Feb 1942, they took Singapore. Some 20,000 Australian “diggers” (soldiers) became Japanese POW’s and¬†about only a third survived.

“Japan¬†was not a foe like the Germans. They did not recognise the Geneva Convention and due to fervent Japanese nationalism and a reinterpretation of the Samurai code of Bushido, prisoners were either massacred or treated inhumanely as slave labour.”

The Japanese swept down through South East Asia at an alarming rate. The United States were routed in the Phillipines and, in March 1942, their President Rooseveldt ordered General McArthur to relocate/ retreat to Australia and continue the battle for the Pacific from there.

Your can read about the “Battle of the Coral Sea” here. Was the first time that the Japanese were stopped in their tracks.

At this time my mum, aged 17, was living at 55 Langham Place, Portland, South Australia. Her street ended “smack bang”¬†at the railway line, and still does. Her stories of how¬†our Ozzie¬†diggers/troops were finally brought back to Australia, landed in Port Adelaide, and then sent via railway straight up north¬†“to fight the Japs” is indeed true. It made my heart ache to hear how the soldiers, of the AIF, who were expecting R & R before going into battle again were mis-informed,¬†and threw messages down the em-bankment¬†to be passed onto their loved ones.

What my research has shown, and I’m sure my mum didn’t know, is that these¬†battle hardened, seasoned and skilled troops were¬†not sent direct to New Guinea to support the 39th Battalion there on the “Kokoda Track”. Instead they¬†were positioned on “the Brisbane Line”¬†way up north in Queensland … ¬†leaving the 39th Battalion still fighting on alone, in New Guinea, and¬†in the most unimaginable of cirmcumstances.

Our Australian Prime Minister at the time, John Joseph Ambrose Curtin, is renowned and honoured still for the sterling job he did in defying both Churchill and Rooseveldt by bringing our troops back home to defend and protect Australia in our hour of need.

 

 

Well, that’s my mum’s story of the “Kokoda Track” told. It has permeated our¬†Family History. Just one example is that¬†my eldest child, my mum’s first¬†grandchild, has “done the Track” twice already. You can read a little about this here.

I reckon this story is but one example of how ur individual Family History is passed on. Some take it up and are totally focussed. Others confirm it in but in different ways. Always the truth will live on and I finish this post by re- focussing on those brave young boys of the 39th Battalion.

On Kokoda Remembered, it’s written that:

“When the last Japanese beachead at Sananada fell in January 1943, the 39th mustered only 7 officers and 25 other ranks. The RMO considered some of these unfit for the next day’s march to Dobodura Airfield. Higher authority refused a vehicle for them, providing transport only for stragglers who should fall out on the march. But in the 39th marchers didn’t fall out, so they all marched, all the way-for some a long torture on the verge on unconsciousness that only pride and the solicitious support of their mates made endurable. Pale, silent and sweating under the fierce sun, they toiled in the wake of truck loads of of cheering, fresh-looking ‘stragglers’; and at last they straightened up to march at attention across the airfield. When an amazed bystander exclaimed ‘What mob’s this?’ he was ignored except by my second-in-command at the end of the line who barked: This is not a mob! This is¬†the 39th!

 

For resources just “click” on the links already provided. Cheers, Catherine.

Copyright ¬© 2012. Catherine Crout-Habel. “Seeking Susan¬†~Meeting Marie ~ Finding Family

Hump Week

Family History Through the Alphabet Challenge

We’re now about half way through the Gould “Family History Through the Alphabet” challenge and it seems that no-one is jumping out of the “starting blocks” right now. ¬†

Am wondering if we’ve all¬†hit the proverbial “Hump Week/ Day” or is it just me?

For others who also¬†started at the beginning of this challenge, whenever that was,¬†have¬†kept going¬†but are now¬†struggling to keep the momentum going … be assured that you are not alone. PUFF PUFF PUFF

Hope to meet again at the end of this self imposed torture ūüôā¬† and share in¬†an almighty celebration. Cheers, Catherine.

Jj – is for Jolly Jokes and Jokesters

Do it again!!!… Do it again!!!…” the four year old me would shriek as Uncle Ray took off his finger, then plonked it back on again. This week’s Gould’s “Family History Through the Alphabet” challenge I dedicate to all our Ancestral “Jolly Jokesters” who filled the lives of family and friends with fun and laughter as they shared their Jokes, Japes and Jolliness.

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1951-1953 FX Holden Ute

Uncle Ray wasn’t “really” my Uncle but the husband of mum’s much loved cousin Patricia (Pat) Behenna. How I loved those Sunday “arvo” visits and waited with joyful anticipation, at the front fence, for Uncle Ray’s “ute” to pull up and the man himself to¬†climb out. That was another¬†exciting thing about Uncle Ray – his “ute”. No-one else had such a fun car which I so loved to go driving in.

To me Uncle Ray was truly a “giant of a man”… full of fun, laughter and jokes and never too busy “chinwagging”, with the “grown ups”, to get down on his knees and delight¬†all the¬†“tin-ribs” with his new Jokes and the patient re-telling of the old. Forever a curious child, I can still see and feel Uncle Ray’s rough, workman’s finger which he happily proffered for close in-spection. I finally came to the conclusion that the secret to his “magic finger” lay in the mole above the knuckle of his right fore-finger. Of course that was how he could take his finger off and put it back on again!!!

Then there’s Auntie Maggie and Auntie Hilda (my mum’s Aunts), who would often join us on our regular “Sunday drives” in the Adelaide Hills. They delighted in pointing out the cows who were born with legs shorter on one side so they could stand and graze of the hillsides, and the round concrete¬†platforms where “the King and Queen danced” when they came to Australia. The gullble child in me believed all their¬†“stories”. How well I remember mum chastising Auntie Maggie who loved to say “yum, yum, lamb chops!!!” when we’d see new born lambs frolicking in the paddocks so, behind¬†mum’s back, she’d simply roll her eyes and lick her lips. We children would screech with laughter and Auntie Maggie would “act the innocent” which made us laugh all the more. I still wonder at the meaning of “A Wig Wam for a Gooses Bridle/Bridal” which was the Aunts’ reply when choosing not to answer a question.

Who could ever forget my beloved Grandpa’s¬†“party trick”? He would cut up those thin¬†“cigarette papers” fringe the edge, lick the “sticky side”, glue them to is eyelids and just sit quietly waiting for someone to comment. Everyone would ignore him and me, the ever observant/ “sticky beak” of a child¬† would wait and watch to see which adult would finally give in and say, “Fred, take those off!!!”. Of course, he¬†would “act the innocent”. Mmmh… whatever happened to all those coins we KNOW were in the “Chrissie Pud”? You can read about that here.

Last, but not least, is my mum‘s delight in “April Fool’s Day” jokes. She’d be the first up every morning, all “bright eyed and bushy tailed” and I,¬† the proverbial¬†“night owl” and a hopeless “sleepy head”, was “just ripe for the picking.” Every year mum would catch me out but one year, in particular, remains stuck in my “memory box”. Stumbling out to breakfast I took the plate off my cereal bowl, vaguely wondering why mum had put a plate there and in the bottom of the bowl sat the note “APRIL FOOL”.¬†For years I kept reliving my teenage outrage and complaining, but that’s not FAIR mum… it’s not even a JOKE!!!”¬† My gorgeous mum would just smile, say not a word and continue on with whatever she was doing. Ahhh… luvya and still miss ya mum xxx.

I wonder who were¬†the Jolly Jokesters in your Family line and what¬†the Jokes are¬†that remain part of your own family folk-lore?… Perhaps it’s you who is today’s family Jokester with Jolly Jokes, of your own,¬†which will pass down through time?¬† ūüôā

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SOURCES: Thankyou to Richard Lewis for the picture of the 1951-53 Holden FX Ute.

Copyright ¬© 2012. Catherine Crout-Habel. “Seeking Susan ~ Meeting Marie ~ Finding Family¬†¬†

Ii – is for Indigenous Australians

The Traditional Owners of the land on which I live are the Kaurna people (pronounced “Gar-nu”). With the letter “Ii” for the Gould’s “Family History Through the Alphabet” falling “smack bang” in the middle of NAIDOC week, it’s a perfect time for me to share a little of my experiences and constantly growing knowledge of our Indigenous Australians, their family life and culture.

Please be aware that this post is likely to include references, and photos, of Aboriginal people who may now be deceased. If unsure of what this means just click HERE for an explanation.

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In 1978 CH and RM Berndt wrote:

“Children are still taught Australian history almost as though human life here started with the coming of the Europeans. Even when people acknowledge that ‘there were Aborigines here’, that they were the First Australians, they sometimes seem to feel that they have done their duty by saying so.”¬†

Born and bred in South Australia, and growing up in the 1940’s, 50’s & 60’s, this was certainly my experience. Thirty years later¬†I was lucky enough to work with some amazing people to help bring about educational change. My school was one of the first to trial the first¬†South Australian “Aboriginal Education Curriculum”¬†in which¬†all aspects of¬†traditional Aboriginal life were included, and¬†embedded, in our daily classroom activities.¬†¬†

1992 was a year of Training & Development for¬†teachers, school support officers and interested parents. Many Aboriginal people patiently taught us about their culture. We learnt¬†how their “skills for living” and “law” were passed on orally, in dance, music, song and all¬†artwork. They shared¬†how their strong spiritual attachment to the land was conveyed in their stories of “the dreaming”. We learnt about their innovative technology, gathering and hunting techniques and much more.

By 1993 we were all very exciting, “rip roaring and ready to go” with every teacher, school support officer, student and many many parents involved in indivual classroom activites as well as whole school initiatives. What a joy to have hundreds coming together to learn, celebrate and begin to understand the world of “The First Australians”. We:¬†

*¬† included stories of¬†“the dreaming”, written and illustrated by Aboriginal¬†people, in our reading/ writing¬†programmes.

* taught ourselves¬†the words to the song “Terra Nullius” so we could sing along, with gusto, to the “audio tape”.

*¬†took a day visit¬†to Camp Coorong where Mr Trevorrow¬†told us all about “bush tucker”, “bush medicine”,¬†how to weave baskets in the traditional way and much much more.

* painted our “stories” on bark as the aboriginal people did but with our own symbols and telling our own stories.¬†

* loved that Damien¬†taught us his dances of “the dreaming”. Although it was not¬†real easy to dance¬†like a kangaroo it got much easier with practice.

*¬†camped¬†in the “Adelaide Hills”¬†and¬†went for a night walk, and day walks,¬†at¬†“Warrawong Sanctuary” to see¬†“endangered” native animals in their natural environment. These beautiful creatures are¬†protected from introduced¬†European predators, like cats and foxes, by a “fox proof” fence.

¬†¬†*¬†were so happy¬†that our teachers let us paint that boring looking, but fun to play in, “pipe” in our school playground in Aboriginal colours¬†and chose our¬†own symbols in respect.

* had great fun¬†when teachers, parents and children from the Kaurna Kindergarten” came visiting. They¬†told exciting stories¬†and¬†how¬†to sing “head, shoulders, knees and toes” in their language. ¬†¬†

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These are just¬†a few¬†examples of an amazing and unforgettable year in my teaching career. It was topped off, in1994, when our School won¬†the South Australian section of an national competition “to¬†promote Aboriginal and Islander culture”. What a surprise that was! We weren’t out to win any competition¬†and I had no idea that one of our School Support Officers had gathered up¬†a lot of the children’s work, photographs and entered us in this competition.

Although delighted¬†with this recognition, my greatest pleasure is¬†the ways in which¬†our work has helped make a difference. e.g,¬†Young Samantha Snow, in the photo above, is now a adult woman and along with her mum, Raylene Snow,¬†were foundation members for¬†¬†“Marra Dreaming” in Salisbury, South Australia, created in 1999.¬†It seems my heart will burst with happiness everytime I drive past.

Raylene was one of our “school mums” always available to support struggling students in any way possible. What a HUGE help she was with one of my “little tackers” who was finding school life very difficult. ¬†I still treasure¬†a number¬†of her original Aboriginal Artworks like the delicatedly painted ear-rings that look like “clapping sticks”, beautifully painted cards and one especially gorgeous hair clasp, not that I especially like “goannas”. ¬†ūüôā

In the Kaurnu language, “Marra Murrangga Kumangka” means “hands work together”. To find out more about “Marra Dreaming” just click HERE.

Much change has occurred in the last 20 years, and especially since¬†1979 when CH and¬†RM Berndt wrote of our abysmal ignorance of¬†“The First Australians”¬†and we still have far to go to heal our Nation, but what a joy¬†to have been a part of¬†helping with¬†that process. I thank everyone involved. ¬†

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FURTHER RESOURCES/REFERENCES: 
CH and RM Berndt. Pioneers & Settlers: The Aboriginal Australians. Pitman, Victoria, Australia, 1978. ISBN: 0 85896 5720

RM & CH Berndt. The World of the First Australians. Ure Smith, Sydney, Australia, 1964, 1977. ISBN: 0 7254 0272 5

Department for Education¬†and Children’s Services South Australia. Aboriginal Art and the Dreaming. 1994. ISBN: 0 7308 2092 0

Council for Aboriginal Reconciliation, ACT, Australia, No 6 November 1993, Walking Together.  ISSN: 1038-9881

The Coorong Wetlands, http://www.thecoorong.com 

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Copyright ¬© 2012. Catherine Crout-Habel. “Seeking Susan ~ Meeting Marie ~ Finding Family.

Illuminating Blogger Award

It was a huge¬†surprise to find that Pauline, of History Across the Seas, nominated my Seeking Susan ~ Meeting Marie ~ Finding Family” blog for the “Illuminating Blogger Award”. ¬†I’m still amazed, humbled and¬†delighted

The¬†reason¬†I started the¬†blog was simply¬†as a means of passing on my knowledge, of¬†our Ancestors, to my adored and adorable Children and Grandchildren. Figured I had to do something¬†to stop their beautiful eyes glazing over whenever I started to “wax lyrical”, yet again,¬†about my latest find/ discovery/ new lead etc. Was a huge surprise to discover¬†that others were interested in my reflections, rememberings and researching.

Thankyou Pauline and¬†many thanks also¬†to¬†the huge number of on-line blogging¬†colleagues for your support and¬†encouragement as I’ve bumbled my way through this new experience¬†called “blogging”,¬†for 5 months now.

My¬†immediate task¬†is¬†to¬†select 6 blogs to nominate for the “Illuminating Blogger Award”. A tough call¬†when there are so many deserving people who’ve enriched my life by their very thoughts and then their words projected¬†into “cyberspace”.¬†¬†Thankyou all.

My nominations are:

¬†“A Hundred Years Ago” ~ every day I look for¬†Sheryl’s latest post of her Grandmother’s Diary. Miss Helena Muffly, I feel that I know you and it’s such¬†a joy to read your “Middle Aged grandaughters comments 100 years later”. Maybe one day we’ll work out what “gigger-me-rows” are, eh? ūüôā Thanks to you too Sheryl for your researching of life as it was 100 years ago and all the info about life on a farm both in days gone¬†bye and today.

“Ancestor Chasing” ~ ¬†Kerryn’s writing resonates within every fibre of my being. Maybe it’s because we share a common Irish/ Scottish/ Australian heritage? Then there’s also that shared/ growing knowledge of the AIF. Thanks Kerryn… your writing comforts me and increases my under standing¬†100 fold.

Lisa Hannett’s Blog is one that also gives me¬†great pleasure. Lisa is a young Canadian born, naturalised Australian now residing in South Australia, who¬†writes the most amazing “Speculative Fiction” and is receiving accolades/ awards¬†for¬†her work. However did she manage to complete her PhD thesis and¬†tutor others whilst¬†continuing to write short stories and finalising her first book?¬†Lisa’s “Tuesday Therapy” blogs provide ongoing encouragement for all writers. I suck up every word. ¬†

“Digging up the Ancients”¬† ~¬†a blog I enjoy and not just¬†because of¬†its name, which I so love …nor Lynda Crackett’s, and my, shared enjoyment of “alliteration” but because not only does Lynda provide lots of links to a variety of¬†resources but also shares her growing knowledge of working with blogging technology. Thanks Lynda.

“Reconciliation Australia Blog”¬† ~¬†is a blog¬†that’s just recently come into my orbit and am so looking forward to¬†having the time to read back through the posts. I love that it’s “chocka block full” of wonderful shared family stories which are so “readable” as well as such¬†positive thinking about ways to help heal our Nation. A blog I strongly recommend.

“Stumbling Through the Past”¬† ~ resonates with me on many levels, lights up my world and confirms so many of my deeply held¬†and dearly felt beliefs. Yvonne Perkins writes about: books, education, teaching reading, women’s history, indigenous¬†Australians, to name just a few. Yvonne locates this¬†all within her Academic knowledge/growing learning of History with an¬†M.O.¬†of collaboration and the sharing of knowledge. If this appeals to¬†you be sure to check out¬†this blog.¬†

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If¬†you’ve¬†been nominated and choose to accept my nomination … the rules of the award are straightforward:

  1. The nominee should visit the award site (http://foodstoriesblog.com/illuminating-blogger-award/) and leave a comment indicating that they have been nominated and by whom. (This step is so important because it’s the only way that we can create a blogroll of award winners).
  2. The Nominee should thank the person that nominated them by posting & including a link to their blog.
  3. The Nominee should include a courtesy link back to the official award site (http://foodstoriesblog.com/illuminating-blogger-award/) in their blog post.
  4. Share one random thing about yourself in your blog post.
  5. Select at least five other bloggers that you enjoy reading their illuminating, informative posts and nominate them for the award. Many people indicate that they wish they could nominate more so please feel free to nominate all your favorites.
  6. Notify your nominees by leaving a comment on their blog, including a link to the award site (http://foodstoriesblog.com/illuminating-blogger-award/).

OH!!!… Just remembered I need share one unknown fact about me.

Well, back in the days when I was young and sprightly I was a “Foundation Member” of the South Australian National Ballet Company. It was an “amateur” company in that we were unpaid and did it for the love of Dance. Proud to have been involved in amazing initiatives like: bringing¬†ballet to school children and performing “Swan Lake on the Lake” at the first South Australian Festival of Arts… and yes it was indeed “on a lake”… in that we danced on a raft moored on the banks of the River Torrens in Adelaide, South Australia, with “Mother Nature” herself as the backdrop.

Beautiful, innovative, creative etc., indeed!!! However, ever tried to dance on an unstable surface like a raft? … Ever stood waiting for your music cue with the “stage” rocking and the dark waters looming before¬†you? … Ever found that “cramp” had seeped through your pink satin “pointe shoes” making movement all but impossible when the music cue finally came. ¬†HA HA HA…. Was certainly not the end of the world¬†and¬†just another part of life’s rich tapestry, which makes me smile with the remembering.¬†

My own particular “swan song” was¬†as “the bird” in “Peter and the Wolf”.¬†Below¬†is a photo of one of our rehearsals which appeared in the South Australian “News”, circa¬†1963.

Copyright ¬© 2012. Catherine A. Crout-Habel “Seeking Susan ~ Meeting Marie ~ Finding Family”

Grave Concerns Concluded

“Thankyou for your submission. It has been forwarded to the appropriate officer for action.”

Whooo Hooo!!!¬†… made it just by the skin of my teeth”.¬†My submission to the South Australian Draft Bill for Burial & Cremation 2012″ hit the appropriate desk computer, at the A-G’s office, on the afternoon of the deadline 4 July 2012.

If you’d like a copy of¬†these compliments to the South Australian Government for their initiative and commonsense, as well as suggestions for further improvement, just let me know and I’ll email a copy.

For those new to this topic and interested in the background: on¬†22 Jun 2012, as part of¬†Gould’s “Family History Through the Alphabet” challenge, I posted Gg – is for Grave concerns”.¬† My concern being that of the Grave of my Great Grandmother and the very real threat she will be dug up, bones stuffed into a small box, replaced and someone plonked on top..” You can read about it here.

A genealogical FBook friend then advised of the South Australian’s “Draft Bill for Burial & Cremation 2012” which was open for public consultation.¬†I wrote about this¬†in “More Grave Concerns but of the happy kind…”¬†

Lastly, in order to assist those who’d expressed concern over the short time frame, in which¬†to respond, I posted Grave Concerns¬†& shortcuts¬†for commenting…”

When it was “done”, I “took a Bex and had a good lie down” –¬† “Joke Joyce”

happy that I can complain interminably when they take no notice, whatsoever,¬†of my suggestions. Cheers…

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As an aside: One of the things I LOVE about Family History is the amazing things you discover, quite¬†by chance. eg.¬†When looking for links to “Bex” I discovered it was manufactured here in Dudley Park, South Australia etc… The link to this info is: http://samhs.org.au/Virtual%20Museum/Medicine/Australian_analgesia/Australian_analgesia.html

Copyright ¬© 2012. Catherine A. Crout-Habel ¬†“Seeking Susan ~ Meeting Marie ~ Finding Family”

Indian Child

Reservation raised.
the raven-haired boy
sits quiet in the classroom.

“Slow learner…”
           He learned slowly how to feel
           secure, rocked in the stride
¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬† of his mother’s step. content in the
           rhythmic chant of her prayers
           as she gathered greens among rocks.
           pine nuts and shells for his play.

“Can’t hold a pencil,
motor skills underdeveloped…”
           Crawled early out of the basket
           his mother wove, scurried back
           when danger approached
           like a sand crab to its hole.
           Learned at two to ride a stick horse,
           whip seaweed against sand.

“Has trouble with primary colors, and numbers…”
           Knows the reds of painted drums,
           tints of towhees.  Can count migrating birds,
           knows the seasons they appear,
           hues of butterfly wings, names
           of flowers along miles of mountain
           streams and foot hills.

“Finds it difficult to socialize…”
           Runs squealing among
¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬† grandparents, uncles and aunts–
           cousins he chases in play.
           Gathers willow roots with elders,
           listens to legends of raven and bear,
           sings with dancers till fires die.

“Daydreams a lot…”
           Thinks in his tribal language
           about the power of eagle feathers.
           path of geese flying south, water
           slapping against fish boats; recalls
           the taste of hazel nuts, deer meat,
           the touch of wrinkled hands.

“Culturally disadvantaged…”
           Different in the way he thinks about earth,
           sacred and unowned, healing ground
           close to a mothering power, kinship
           with hawk, whale, Northern red oak;
           remembers a heart that strays
           from nature
                      turns to stone.

© Kay Mullen 

Indigenous Literature Week 2012

This cold and wintry weather is just perfect for snuggling down with a good book. You might like to join me, and others, in celebrating Indigenous Literature Week & NAIDOC Week (1-8 July 2012), right in the middle of the Australian “National Year of Reading 2012”,¬†by choosing from a book written by an Indigenous person … not only Aboriginal, Torres Strait or Maori writers but all indigenous literature from anywhere in the world.

Your can¬†find lists of exciting Indigenous Literature¬†at ANZ Lit Lovers Lit Blog and/ or Stumbling Through the Past and browse to you heart’s content.

You might even like to join in¬†with other “ANZ Lit Lovers”, sharing your choice and making comment…

Enjoy!!!

Thanks to AUSFLAG for the image of the Aboriginal Flag.

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Copyright (c) 2012. Catherine A. Crout-Habel. “Seeking Susan ~ Meeting Marie ~ Finding Family”

Grave Concerns & shortcuts for commenting….

It’s in the interest of us all to protect our Ancestor’s gravesites… so why not check out these “shortcuts” which will make commenting on the SA “Draft Burial & Cremation Bill 2012” an absolute breeze? …

Thanks to Gould Genealogy and their “Family History Through the Alphabet Challenge” for being the motivation for “Grave Concerns”¬†and “More Grave Concerns…”¬†and to my Genealogy FaceBook friend for advising of the Draft Bill as well¬†as those providing encouragement by commenting on the blog posts.¬†What a team, eh?

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The way in which the remains, memorials and documentation of our Ancestors are handled is crucially important to all Genealogists and Family Historians. We now have a very tight time-frame in which¬†to influence the South Australian¬†Government and bring about much needed improvement. I have a dream that the A-G’s office will be swamped with comments, some quite brief and from many corners of the earth, clearly showing this to be a matter of most serious concern and not just in this tiny part of the world we call South Australia.

Like me, you may find 37pages of “legalese” a lot to wade through, let alone¬†analyse and¬†provide comment on, by 4 July 2012… can you hear me squawking?… ūüėĬ† However, you can ask for an extension of time and these tips should help ease your way but firstly a word of warning. I tend to revert to my former “Junior Primary Teacher” habits and “over-explain”, so if I sound patronising, please forgive.

STEP (1)
Just¬†click on “Your Say – South Australian Government”¬†. This will bring up the Home Page with “Current Topics” listed. The first is the “Burial and Cremation Bill 2012”. Click on “view topic” which takes you through to a brief overview with links to:

(a)¬† Explanatory Notes (10 pages) … useful overall information
(b)¬† Draft Bill (37 pages) … the Bill in detail

Below this is a “Comments Section” for interatctive on-line comments, designed to promote discussion and give the Attorney-General feedback. You may like to comment here.

Comments on the Draft Bill, or any other related matters, can also be sent to:

Address:   Burial and Cremation Bill 2012 Consultation
                  c/o Legislative Services
¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬† Attorney-General’s Department
                  G.P.O. Box 464
                  ADELAIDE S.A. 5001
                  AUSTRALIA

Email:      LLPsubmissions@agd.sa.gov.au

Fax:         (08) 8204 1337

STEP (2)
To download only those sections of the Bill which are of interest please refer to the following guide.

     (a)  Page 8-13: Disposal of Human Remains (burial, cremation, documents, exhumation & re-interment)
     (b)  Page 14-15: Central Register of Burials
     (c)  Page 16:  Establishment & Management of Cemeteries
     (d)  Page 17-22:  Closure of Cemeteries
     (e)  Page 22-24:  Interment Rights & Re-use of Interment Sites
     (f)   Page 25-26:  Memorials

STEP (3)
Consider these important miscellaneous matters.

     (a)  Page 13:  Prohibit the giving of death certificates to prevent those with a vested interest (e.g. Nursing Home owners, beneficiaries of the will, etc.) from signing the death certificate.
¬†¬†¬†¬† (b)¬† Page 30:¬† Power of the Public Trustee if the owner¬†of “the Grant” can not be located.
     (c)  Page 36:  Transitional provisions re: Interment rights.

So there you have it and¬†if you’re running short on time just ask for an extension…¬†¬†¬†

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Please note the South Australian Government’s Advice that¬†“information contained in any submission may be referred to publicly or published. It may also be disclosed to applicants under the Freedom of Information Act.”

They also advise that “readers should not assume that any of the proposed changes will necessarily be made. The Government will decide on any changes only after considering submissions.”

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Copyright ¬© 2012. Catherine A. Crout-Habel.¬† “Seeking Susan ~ Meeting Marie ~ Finding Family~