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Saturday, May 31, 2008

More Massengales

All the different spellings: Massengale, Massingale, Massingill, Massengill, Marshingell, Marshingill, Marsingell, Marsingill, Marsingall, Marsengale, Marsingale, Marsengill, Marsengall, Massengall, Massingall,

I do not have personal evidence of these earliest Massengales. I found them on the Internet. Here is the line of Massengales in my husband's maternal line:

Christopher Marsingell (DOB ? in England; DOD ? in England) married Frances (DOB ? in England; DOD ? in England)

Son of Christopher and Frances Marsingell
Anthony Marshingill (DOB about 1574 in Whitby, York, England; DOD 6/18/1617 in Whitby, York, England) married Alice (DOB about 1578 in Whitby, York, England; DOD ? in ?)

George Marsengale (DOB about 1600 in Whitby, Yorkshire, England; DOD 3/3/1667 or 1668 in Whitby, Yorkshire, England) married Elizabeth Norrison on 11/19/1621.

Daniel Massengall (DOB 1/1/1623 or 1624 in Whitby, York, Butcher, England; DOD 3/3/1666 or 1667 in Surrey, Virginia, USA) married Samantha Freeman (DOB about 1620-1630 in Whitby, York, Butcher, England; D?OD ? in Surrey, Virginia, USA)

Daniel Massengill (DOB 1665 in Charles City, Virginia; DOD about 1766 in Virginia) married *Susan White and Judith Presson.

James Massingill (DOB about 1688 in Southampton, Virginia; DOD about 1743 or 1768 in St George, Southampton, Virginia) married Judith Odem

James Massengill (DOB about 1716 in Surry, Virginia; DOD about 1785 in Nash, North Carolina) married Elizabeth Evans and/or *Elizabeth Walker (DOB about 1737 in Surry, Virginia; DOD about 1790 in Nash, North Carolina).

Mathew Massengale (DOB about 1745 in Surry, Virginia; DOD about 1830 in Anderson, Tennessee) married *Polly (DOB about 1744 in Morgan, Tennessee; DOD about 1865 in Lufkin, Texas) about 1794 and Ann Pottinger

Ephraim Massengale I (DOB about 1764 in ? ; DOD ? in ? ) married Sarah Pelfrey

Ephraim Massengill II (DOB about 1785 in Pickens County, SC; DOD ? in Pickens County, SC) married Mary

From here on, I have my own evidential records.
William Franklin Massingill (DOB about 1828 in Pickens County, SC; DOD about 1870 in SC) married Mary Elizabeth Hayes (DOB about 1833 in Pickens County, SC; DOD ? in Pickens County, SC)

Thomas S. Massengale (DOB 4/25/1861 in Pickens County, SC; DOD 7/19/1942 in Spartanburg, Spartanburg County, SC) married Susan Brown (DOB 11/30/1864 in Pickens County, SC; DOD 7/2/1959 in Spartanburg, Spartanburg County, SC)

Lora Massengale (DOB 6/19/1888 in SC; DOD 3/15/1970 in Spartanburg, Spartanburg County, SC) married John Langdon Wilder (DOB 1/14/1880 in SC; DOD 12/20/1965 in Spartanburg, Spartanburg County, SC)

My husband's maternal grandmother
Clara Marie Wilder (DOB 4/27/1906 in Woodruff, Spartanburg County, SC; DOD 4/2/1992 in Spartanburg, Spartanburg County, SC) married Julian Rhett Prince (DOB 10/5/1904 in Enoree, Spartanburg County, SC; DOD 9/3/1935 in Spartanburg, Spartanburg County, SC)

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Batavia's Graveyard by Mike Dash


I couldn't put this book down. Very well written history. A true story! You learn without knowing you are learning. I had never heard of the terrible sea disaster of the Batavia. In 1628 the Dutch East India Company (aka the VOC or the Jan Company) built the Batavia and filled it with gold, silver, gems and precious metal "toys" to trade and buy spices with in the Dutch trading settlements at Java in the East Indies, the islands between Australian and the Asian continents. The Batavia left with several other ships to make the trip in October 1628. Francisco Pelsaert was the Upper Merchant (the VOC's representative and the leader of the expedition) with Jeronimus Cornelisz as the Under Merchant. The Skipper or Captain of the ship (although he reported to Pelsaert) was Ariaen Jacobsz. 332 crewmen, soldiers and passengers were aboard but 216 men, women and children didn't survive. As they approached Australia, Ariaen Jacobsz and Jeronimus Cornelisz put their heads together and decided they could make more money by leading a mutiny and taking over the ship, stealing the VOC treasures aboard and try pirating for awhile. They managed to ditch the other ships. They began whispering with other seaman and soldiers aboard and had started their plans when they ran up on a reef at the Houtman's Abrolhoss reef islands about 50 miles off the coast of Australia.



The reef they ran up on held the ship fast so they had to abandon ship. The Batavia's sloop was able to ferry people to a tiny island they called Batavia's Graveyard and to a narrow spit called Seal's Island. They were able to get most of the people off the ship but still there were 70 men including Jeronimus Cornelisz still on the ship when weather haulted the rescue. Pelsaert and Jacobsz took about 40 passengers with them when they left in the sloop to try and get help. They tried the Australian coast but couldn't find a place with water and landing so they decided to head on up the 1500 miles to Batavia on Java (the Dutch trading settlement, not the ship). While they were gone, the ship finally split apart and most of the men were battered and drowned in the coral reefs but Jeronimus was one of the men who made it to Batavia's Graveyard. From the broken ship, the survivors were able to gather a good bit in debris and stores. With the rain, they had water and with the fishing/bird/seals they had food. The ship's carpenters set about making small boats and rafts. They set some of the soldiers, under Wiebbe Hayes, on the West Wallabi Island. It was a much bigger island but still with little vegetation and no known fresh water source. As it happens there were some fresh water wells hidden on the island that Wiebbe Hayes and his men found. They lit their beach fires (as agreed upon) to notify the survivors on the other 2 islands that they had found water but no one came to the island. Later, they found out why. Jeronimus Cornelisz got together his mutiny crew and decided to take over so they could still claim a good bit in salvaged treasure AND survive with the hope of capturing a rescue ship and begin their pirating. They decided there were too many people which lowered their chances of survival on the tiny islands so they began a killing spree over the next several months that killed over 120 men/women/children.

I hope I've wetted your appetite because this book is really good. Dash gives enough detail to explain a lot and yet, he doesn't bog you down and make it boring. There is a lot of documentation on this wreck, so Dash can lead you by the hand through every step of this story and you end up knowing what happened to everyone, even the survivors after the rescue. The last chapter was a little tedious and I skimmed it. But don't skim the other chapters!

A replica of the Batavia


Friday, May 30, 2008

Travis Hood

Travis Hood married ? and they had
a son, Richard Hood who married Susan Hendrix and they had
a daughter, Sarah Hood who married John Tatum Brown and they had
a daughter, Susan Brown who married Thomas Massengale and they had
a daughter, Lora Massengale who married John Langdon Wilder and they had
a daughter, Clara Marie Wilder who married Julian Rhett Prince and they had
a daughter, Peggy who is Stan's mother

Travis Hood was born about 1787 in North Carolina. I don't know his parents. He died about 1864 in Twelve Miles, Pickens County, SC. He is also known as Traverse, Travis, Travers, Tais. He was listed in the 1860 US Census of Pickens County, SC at the post office of Twelve Mile, Roll M653_1225, page 136,image 274. I do not know who he married.

Travis Hood and his wife had 4 children that I'm aware of:

1) Richard Hood (DOB about 1807 in SC; DOD ? in Pickens County, SC) married Susan Hendrix.

2) Elizabeth Leona Hood (DOB about 1825 in Pickens County, SC; DOD about 1860 in Pickens County, SC) married David Lesley.

3) Edith Hood (DOB about 1830 in Pendleton District, SC; DOD 11/22/1864 in Pickens County, SC) married ?

4) Mary Hood (DOB about 1826 in Pickens County, SC; DOD about 1889 in ? ) married ?

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John Tatum Brown and Sarah Hood

John Tatum Brown was born 3/30/1840 in Griffin Community of Pickens County, SC to Samuel Brown (DOB 4/25/1817 in Pickens County, SC; DOD 9/5/1899 in Griffin Church Community, Pickens County, SC) and Mary Ann Brezeale (DOB 7/24/1821 in SC; DOD 6/6/1905 in Griffin Church Community, Pickens County, SC).

John Tatum Brown married Sarah Hood. Sarah was born on 12/4/1838 in Pickens County, SC to Richard Hood (DOB about 1807 in SC; DOD ? in SC) and Susan Hendrix (DOB about 1812 in SC; DOD ? in SC).

SC Death Certificate for Mrs. Sarah Hood Brown (#11641) states she died on 6/27/1931 in Greenville County, SC. She was born 12/4/1838 in SC and was 92 years, 6 months, 23 days old. Her father was Richard Hood, born in SC and her mother was Susie Hendrix, born in SC. She died of a fractured left femur. She was a widow of John Brown. She was a domestic and worked in her own home. The informant was Miss Sallie Brown (daughter) of Simpsonville, SC. Burial was at Antioch on 6/28/1931 by Lanford-Boyter & Co. in Woodruff, SC.

1860 Census of Twelve Mile Post Office, 5th Regiment, Pickens County, SC, Pg 138, Lines 4-6, Dwelling 491, Family 477, "John T. Brown"
"John T. Brown, 20 years old, M9ale), W(hite), Farmer, $0 Real Estate Value, $100 Personal Estate Value, Born in Pickens, SC
"Sarah Brown, 21 years old, F, W, Born in Pickens, SC
"Elijah Brown, 2 year sold, M, W, Born in Pickens, SC"

1910 U.S. Census of Sptbg County, ED ? , Sht 50, Vol 53 (or 83?)
It was barely readable. I could make out:
"John T. Brown, Head, M(ale), W (hite), 69 years old, Married 53 years, Born in SC, Father born in SC, Mother born in SC, Speaks English, Farmer on General Farm, Can read & write, Rents farm
"Sarah, Wife, F, W, 69 years old, Married 53 years, 9 children with 4 living, Born in SC, Father born in SC, Mother born in SC, speakds English, Can read & write
"Biddie A., Daughter, F, W, 45 years old, Single, Born in SC, Father born in SC, Mother born in SC, speaks English, No occupation, Can read & write
"Sallie, Daughter, F, W, 28 years old, Single, Born in SC, Father born in SC, Mother born in SC, speaks English, No occupation, Can read & write"

1920 U.S. Census of Moss Township, Edgefield County, SC, ED 91, Sheet 2B, Lines 57-59, Dwelling 33, Family 33, "Sarah Brown", living next door to daughter and son-in-law, Thomas Massengale and Susan Brown Massengale.
"Brown, Sarah, Head, O(wns farm) M(ortgaged), F(emale), W(hite), 80 years old, Widowed, Can read & write, Born in SC, Father born in SC, Mother born in SC, Can speak English, No occupation
"Brown, Biddie, Daughter, F, W, 57 years old, Single, Can read & write, Born in SC, Father born in SC, Mothe born in SC, Can speak English, Farm Laborer on Home farm, Wage worker
"Brown, Sallie, Daughter, F, W, 40 yeas old, Single, Can read & write, Born in SC, Father born in SC, Mother born in SC, Can speak English, Farm Laborer on Home farm, Wage worker"

1930 U.S. Census of Austin Township, Greenville County, SC, ED 23-4, Sheet 11a, Lines 26-29, Dwelling 189, Family 190, "Sarah Brown"
"Brown, Sarah, Head, R(ented farm), F(emale), W(hite), 90 years old, Widowed, Cannot read or write, Born in SC, Father born in SC, Mother born in SC, Natural born citizen, No occupation
"Brown, Biddie, Daughter, F, W, 66 years old, Single, Cannot read, Can write, Born in SC, Father born in SC, Mother born in SC, Natural born citizen, No occupation
"Brown, Sallie, Daughter, F, W, 49 years old, Single, Cannot read, Can write, Born in SC, Father born in SC, Mother born in SC, Natural born citizen, Laborer on Cotton farm
"White, John, Grandson, Rented farm, M, W, 21 years old, Single, Cannot read, Can write, Born in SC, Father born in SC, Mother born in SC, Natural born citizen, Farmer on General farm" (Must be son of Emmaline Brown and her husband, David Haskel White.)

John Tatum Brown died on 3/15/1913 in Enoree, Clarendon County, SC. Sarah Hood Brown died on 6/27/1931 Austin, Greenville County, SC.

John and Sarah Brown had 10 children:

1) Susan Brown (DOB 11/30/1864 in Pickens County, SC; DOD 7/2/1959 in Spartanburg County, SC) married Thomas S. Massengale. Both are buried in Bellview Baptist Church cemetery, Woodruff, Spartanburg County, SC.

2) Emmaline Brown (DOB 12/5/1873 in Pickens County, SC; DOD 6/15/1964 in Spartanburg County, SC) married David Haskel White. Both are buried in Bellview Baptist Church cemetery, Woodruff, Spartanburg County, SC.

3) Sallie E. Brown (DOB 5/27/1882 in Pickens County, SC; DOD 4/5/1965 in Spartanburg County, SC). She is buried in Bellview Baptist Church cemetery, Woodruff, Spartanburg County, SC.

4) Elijah Brown (DOB about 1858 in Pickens County, SC; DOD ? in ? ) married ?

5) Amy Annie Brown (DOB about 1885 in Pickens County, SC; DOD about 1910 in ? ) married Arthur Revel Barnett.

6) Lora Brown (DOB about 1874 in Pickens County, SC; DOD ? in ? ) married ?

7) William Brown (DOB about 1862 in Pickens County, SC; DOD ? in ? ) married ?

8) Sheriff Brown (DOB about 1868 in Pickens County, SC; DOD ? in ? ) married ?

9) Biddie Brown (DOB about 1876 in Pickens County, SC; DOD ? in ? ) married ?

10) Elizabeth Brown (DOB about 1858 in Pickens County, SC; DOD ? in ? ) married ?

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Forlorn Hope

Forlorn hope is a military term that comes from the Dutch verloren hoop, which should be translated as "lost troop". In the days of muzzle-loading muskets it was most frequently used to refer to the first wave of soldiers attacking a breach in defences during a siege. It was likely that most members of the forlorn hope would be killed or wounded. The intention was that some would survive long enough to seize a foothold that could be reinforced, or at least that a second wave with better prospects could be sent in while the defenders were reloading or engaged in mopping up the remnants of the first wave.

A forlorn hope was typically led by a junior officer with hopes of personal advancement. If he survived, and performed courageously, he was almost guaranteed both a promotion and a long-term boost to his career prospects. As a result, despite the risks, there was often competition for the opportunity to lead the assault. The French equivalent of the Forlorn Hope, called Les Enfants Perdus or The Lost Children, were all guaranteed promotion to officers should they survive, and on both sides men took up the suicidal mission as an opportunity to raise themselves in the army.

By extension, the term forlorn hope became used for any body of troops placed in a hazardous position; e.g. an exposed outpost, or the defenders of an outwork in advance of the main defensive position. This usage was especially common in accounts of the English Civil War, as well as in the British Army in the Peninsular War of 1808-1814.

Thursday, May 29, 2008

Baby Announcement


Our niece, Jenny, and her husband, Kyle, announced that she is pregnant! They made their announcement to our family on their First Wedding Anniversary! They are going to visit his family to make the announcement to them in person! Of course, we couldn't be more thrilled! She is due in December. Kyle is sure it's a boy which means it's probably a girl! Hee hee! I've already prayed for the baby and dedicated him or her to God. Being a parent is a big job and they need all the help God will give.

Black Cloud by Eliot Kleinberg


I came across this book at one of those discount book stores in Myrtle Beach at the Tanger Outlet. I like to read about "disasters" and this one was very interesting. It's about a Hurricane that hit Florida in 1928. On September 16, 1928, this hurricane struck Florida. Although it was one of the deadliest hurricanes in history, taking the lives of 7,000 people as it swept from the Caribbean to Canada, it has been largely forgotten. Although he follows the hurricane through the Caribbean, he focuses on Florida. Many of the victims were poor black laborers who lived in communities near the huge inland Lake Okeechobee, where a flimsy dike broke and the water was pushed "across the land in a moving engine of death." For Florida's blacks, the tragedy was compounded by the fact that while white dead were usually given decent burial, nearly 700 African-American dead were unceremoniously dumped into a 1.5-acre mass grave in West Palm Beach. A lot of people (white and black) were gathered and cremated in fires for expediency and so many victims may not have been counted. I found this book very interesting and enjoyed the read.

Bestial by Harold Schechter


I almost didn't read this book due to the name. I was afraid it was going to be some sicko, bestiality murder. But it turned out to be an interesting true crime book and had nothing to do with bestiality. Earle Leonard Nelson began a killing spree in 1926 across the U.S. and Canada. He killed women and then raped their dead bodies. He was insane and he killed at least 22 women. It was amazing how they caught him considering the times, but they did and he was executed in 1928. It kept me reading until the end. Schechter handled the unsavory details clinicly which made it easier to read.

The Italian Secretary by Caleb Carr



A Sherlock Holmes mystery commissioned by the estate of Sir Arthur Conan Doyle. I thought it was one of the best books that is supposed to be like the original and yet written by a modern author. I thought it was just like a Doyle Holmes/Watson mystery. Carr got it, as far as I was concerned.

Holmes brother, Mycroft, sends him a cryptic telegram inviting Holmes and Watson to come to the Queen's Royal Palace of Holyrood in Edinburgh, Scotland. It's supposedly haunted by the murdered Italian secretary of Mary, Queen of Scots. There have been some horrible new murders and people are saying that it's by the vengeful ghost but Mycroft is worried it may be related to foreign policies of the Queen. Holmes and Watson follow the clues to a satisfactory conclusion.

Odd Hours by Dean Koontz


Odd Thomas is Dean Koontz' best character. His "Odd" series have all been great reads. This latest one has Odd in a small Pacific coast town of Magic Beach working for an elderly gentleman. He feels drawn to the pier to meet the Lady Of The Bell, Annamaria. She is a petite 18 year old pregnant girl wearing a silver bell around her neck. As they meet for the first time, they catch the attention of 3 men who don't have their best interests at heart. Odd steps between them and Annamaria leaves as he tries to talk his way out of a mess. From there he has a vision of something terrible happening and he must find out what it is and stop it.

Odd spends a frightening night trying to follow the psychic clues he is given. I wouldn't normally like a book like this because I don't believe in ghosts (except as demons appearing as ghosts to confuse people) and I don't believe people can have psychic abilities without it being from the devil. But this is a fiction novel. So I enjoy the fictional story that Koontz gives us. I like Odd Thomas as a character and his friends. They are "odd" but lovable.

Annamaria joins up with him and she was the confusing character. We never find out what the deal is with her. She just answers all his questions with riddles right on to the end. I suppose this means that Koontz hasn't finished with Odd Thomas yet.

How do I love thee? Let me count the ways...

TO MY DOG(S):

How do I love thee? Let me count the ways...

I love thee agreeably - enough to let your stinky dog hide on the bed after a run through damp leaves, mud and slug infested gardens.

I love thee steadfastly - enough to devote a year to raising you from a wobbly speck into a strong healthy adult (who promptly attempts to seize control).

I love thee passionately - despite your repeated efforts to probe my ears, eyes and mouth with the same tongue you use for various other atrocities.

I love thee well - despite the amazing odors you produce.

I love thee deeply - though you use me as a napkin at every opportunity.

I love thee madly - despite the various bodily functions you have performed at inappropriate moments - in inappropriate places.

I love thee constantly - despite the dog "bladder curfew" I have lived by for many years.

I love thee truly - despite the "doggie land mines" hidden in the grass.

I love thee absolutely - because you never (well, hardly ever) hog the remote control.

I love thee gratefully - because you stay by my side (or on my side).

I love thee devotedly - more than clean carpeting, clothing, furniture, floors or walls.

I love thee bravely - enough to battle the indomitable flea on your behalf.

I love thee monetarily - enough to put the vet's children through college.

I love thee openly - I will bear any embarrassment for your furry sake.

I love thee totally -more than free time, excess cash or a predictable life.

Written by Pat, a rescue volunteer in Texas

Elaine's Newest Rescue

Warning, these photos aren't pretty!

Elaine got a call about a pitiful Pomeranian who was brought into the Greenville, SC Animal Shelter. She and I drove over there this morning and found a shockingly neglected black male Pomeranian. A couple brought him to be "put to sleep" and left him. He was so covered with fleas that his fur has fallen out on his back and he has terrible sores. The animal shelter gave him a flea/tick treatment so that is, blessedly, one thing Elaine didn't have to contend with. He is an intact male which means he has not been neutered and one testicle is still in his abdomen, it never dropped. His claws, or nails, were longer than any dog we've ever seen! His eyes have green, gummy puss matting them. He has such bad tartar that it's a solid mass in his mouth. This was the worst tartar Elaine's ever seen. He is thin except for his bloated stomach which means he is infested with worms. His legs are so weak that he can't walk very well and tends to topple over. He is either crippled or his muscles are atrophied from being cooped up in cage or crate. His fur is sunburned and matted (where he has fur) which means he was outside in the sun.

Honestly, I would have told them it would have been more humane to put him to sleep but Elaine thinks she can bring him back. She has such hopes for little ones like this and I'm proud of her and Melinda and how they've been able to bring lost cause dogs back to life and found them homes or made their last days loving and wonderful. The woman at the animal shelter deserves a pat on the back too because she called Elaine instead of just putting this little guy down. I hope to have "After" pictures soon.















9/15/2008 Update! Elaine did a monumental work on this poor Pom. She got his teeth taken care of, got him washed and groomed. She got all his medical needs taken care of and his legs began to strengthen so that finally he could stay out of his kennel all day and get around. He was slow but he went where he wanted to go. He did have a little bit of aggression when new people would try to pick him up so I (and other family members) worked on that by visiting every other day and making it a point to pick him up and set him beside me on the couch and just slowly, calmly pet him for an hour. Eventually he wasn't afraid for someone to approach him or pick him up. Elaine found him a wonderful home and they are very happy with him. It was a perfect match. And I would have let them put this baby down because he was in such bad shape. Thank God I didn't make the decision!

Tuffy and Tiny Tad


This is one of Elaine's rescued Pomeranians. He's so cute! But he has problems. He won't walk on their wood floors. He has no problem walking on their deck, grass, carpet but won't walk on the slick wood floors. So she has to leave towels out as a walkway for him. He lost all his teeth because of having no dental attention so his tongue hangs out. He was rescued from a local puppy mill. He is well loved since he came home to Elaine.



Mom is holding another one of Elaine's rescued Pomeranians. This is Tiny Tad. His owner was a puppy mill breeder and had literally thrown him out on the side of the road in front of their house. A passerby stopped and brought the dog back to the breeder thinking maybe they had just gotten lost. The breeder said they didn't want the dog any more and had put it out. So the passerby brought the dog to a humane society and Elaine rescued him. He is very tiny (breeders like very tiny dogs because the market demands the tinier the better). He has lost all his teeth due to tooth rot. He had recieved no dental attention. Now his tongue hangs out all the time. He lost a lot of his fur and it won't grow back so he has to wear a shirt all the time to keep him warm and prevent sun burn. He has night terrors and wakes up screaming every time he goes to sleep. Elaine has to give him melatonin to keep him calm enough to sleep. He whirls constantly and we aren't sure why. But he has the biggest personality of all of her dogs. Being the smallest one, you would think he would get lost in the crowd but he makes himself known and makes sure you know what he wants from you. He is now a very spoiled, loved baby doll!

Tuesday, May 27, 2008

Our Memorial Day Family Cookout

We had our immediate family over for a cookout on Memorial Day weekend. Even though it was just our immediate family, we have large families so we still ended up with about 35 people and that wasn't everyone. I wish we could have extended it to other members but that would have extended it to over 50 people. We are so blessed to have such a large family and that most of them live in our home town! We missed a couple of nephews who are away in college and a niece who had other plans.

Our house




We had the cookout to celebrate our nephew, Luke's finishing of his Air Force training. He is back home on leave for 2 weeks and then starts his job at Shaw AFB. Here is Luke with his girlfriend, Hannah.










Me holding Spunky Monkey


Mom holding Tiny Tad


Mom, Dad and Elaine












Our nephew, Melinda's son, Lee


Elaine holding Tuffy


Our niece, Jenny, and her husband Kyle were celebrating their first anniversary this week but they still drove from Charleston to see Luke and visit with the family!


















Jenny takes a ride with Kathi. Kathi is Stan's sister and her husband bought her this pretty little sports car for her birthday last month.














The entertainment for the evening was Stan's "Haircut"! Kathi brought her hair clippers and everyone got into it. Stan was the guinea pig and he was a good sport. We got so many laughs from this!

Notice in this first photo at everyone looking carefully!


Now Kenny's sons, Aaron and Evans, get into the picture. They are not about to let Uncle Stan go with a bad haircut. So they consult and argue back and forth!


Evans has a go...


Now Aaron grabs the clippers and Evans resorts to scissors...


This is an "Uh Oh" moment...




Now Luke decides he can make it look better!






It turned out to be a good haircut after all!

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