Thomas Patrick Higgins |
Michael Meyers |
Both of these men, born nine days apart, are great-grandfathers of mine: Michael, on my dad's side, and Thomas Patrick, on my biological mother's side. And both men worked hard for their families and found a home in the up and coming manufacturing center of Dayton, Ohio.
After arriving in Dayton, Michael secured a manufacturing job, bought a house on Kiser St., and would eventually work for the Mutual Manufacturing Company. Some time in the 1920's he began working as a laborer at the Requarth Lumber Company. He received his American Citizenship in April of 1939 and was eventually promoted at Requarth to lumberyard foreman. He no doubt had a hand in helping convert the factory to support the war efforts during the Second World War.
Requarth Lumber, circa 1925 |
Davis Treadle Sewing Machine, circa 1910 |
St. Joseph Church |
Calvary Cemetery |
On November 1, 1943 Michael was rushed to the hospital with severe stomach pain and was diagnosed with a ruptured duodenal ulcer. A few days later while receiving care at Good Samaritan Hospital, peritonitis set in and he eventually died of infection on November 8. He too, was buried in Calvary Cemetery--a mere 500 feet from Thomas Patrick Higgins.
Since reconnecting with my biological family and researching their ancestry, I am constantly amazed by the similarities and coincidences I encounter between family lines. Beyond the similarities described between my birth mother and adoptive dad's immigrant families, I have discovered other links that go back much further in the history of my adoptive and biological families.
On both my adoptive mom's side and my birth father's side, their families came to America in 16th and 17th Century, respectively, and men from both families fought for freedom and security in both the French and Indian War and the American Revolution. According to historic archives, both my sixth great-grandfather Jacob Hoover (on my mom's side), and my sixth great-grandfather John Combs Sr. (on my birth father's side), were members of the Continental Army. In fact, both are believed to have spent the winter of 1777-1778 encamped at the Valley Forge. Jacob in the German Regiment, and John in Scott's Brigade, as part of the 12th Virginia. Prior to the American Revolution, both served in the Colonial Army under General Braddock, and Jacob himself was witness to Braddock's death at the Battle of Monongahella in 1775. At the time, he was under direct command by the General and was a wagoner.
When I contemplate the historical timelines of my four parental ancestral lines, I am amazed by how closely they parallel--even if separated by 100 or 200 years. While I've never been one to attribute such coincidences to anything more than chance, I can't help but to think these discoveries have been waiting for me to uncover them at the appropriate time. While I may be the one common branch, or knot as it were, the and proud and colorful history of our family tree will be forever linked and gratefully shared with generations to come as it grows richer and fuller through time. It is for those who come after, I dedicate this work.
Since reconnecting with my biological family and researching their ancestry, I am constantly amazed by the similarities and coincidences I encounter between family lines. Beyond the similarities described between my birth mother and adoptive dad's immigrant families, I have discovered other links that go back much further in the history of my adoptive and biological families.
General Washington at Valley Forge |
When I contemplate the historical timelines of my four parental ancestral lines, I am amazed by how closely they parallel--even if separated by 100 or 200 years. While I've never been one to attribute such coincidences to anything more than chance, I can't help but to think these discoveries have been waiting for me to uncover them at the appropriate time. While I may be the one common branch, or knot as it were, the and proud and colorful history of our family tree will be forever linked and gratefully shared with generations to come as it grows richer and fuller through time. It is for those who come after, I dedicate this work.