In this blog I’ve written about many different memberships that my ancestors have been part of: members of the military, the church, and the bar, for example. Something I haven’t really written about is membership in volunteer work, service organizations, and social organizations. So for this week’s 52 Ancestors Challenge, I’d like to share something about my paternal grandmother, Christina (“Tiny”, pronounced “tee-nee”) Komen.
My grandmother, Christina Komen, dressed for one of her choral performances. The date written on the back of the photo is March 5, 1957. Unfortunately, the rest of the notation is about the photo on the wall behind my grandmother. It says that it’s a Canadian soldier and his war bride from Scotland and that they were my grandparents’ neighbour. I believe this means the photo was taken at the neighbours’ house.
My grandmother was a wonderful singer with a beautiful voice. Before emigrating to Canada, she was a member of local and church choirs in her home town. After settling in Canada, my grandparents and the family (including my father) lived in a number of small towns south of Lethbridge, Alberta. However, for most of the late 1950s and early 1960s they lived in Warner, where my grandmother was a member of the Warner Choral Society.
The St. Basil’s Catholic Church Choir, year unknown. My grandmother is in the second row, second from the right.
My grandparents later moved into Lethbridge, where my grandmother was a member of the St. Basil’s Catholic Church Choir. The choir would appear on a local television on “The Sunday Hour”, a program that aired on CJLH-TV. At that time, it was a CBC affiliate. It’s now CISA, a Global Television station.
The St. Basil’s Catholic Church Choir were featured on The Sunday Hour on CJLH-TV in Lethbridge on April 11, 1965. While the advertisement is for a program of Easter music, this air date occurred a week before Easter, on Palm Sunday. My grandmother is in the front row, fourth from the left.
The theme for this week’s 52 Ancestors Challenge is “Lost”. Given that it’s Week 42, I suppose what has been lost is the answer to the Ultimate Question of Life, The Universe, and Everything. Since I don’t have access to Deep Thought, I will have to consider a much simpler matter.
I began researching my family tree when I was about nine years old.
My first genealogy book, which I got through Scholastic Book orders when I was in Grade 4 or 5. Fortunately, it’s not lost and I still have it to this day.
One of the earliest genealogical resources I had was a book my grandmother, Christina Komen, had about her family history, Het Geslacht Komen: Nakomelingen van Cornelis Komen uit Abbekerk ca. 1725 (“The Komen Line/Lineage: Descendants of Cornelis Komen from Abbekerk circa 1725”).
Cornelis Komen is my great 6x grandfather. It attempts to show all of his known descendants up to the time it was published. In addition to 36 pages consisting of a descendants’ narrative, additional pages include illustrations, interesting statistics, maps, numerous photos, and many “bidprentjes” (“prayer cards”, which could also be called funeral cards) and “familieberichten” (“family notices”). The quality of the image reproductions in the book were fairly poor, but they were discernable nonetheless. As well, the book includes a name index.
From page 8: “Above: Family KLAAS KOMEN and ANTJE WOLTERING with the children (from left to right: Cornelia, Nicolaas, Adrianus, Jacob, Laurentus, Johannes, Corenlis, and Freek [a diminutive of Frederik].” Klaas and Antje are my great x2 grandparents (my grandmother’s grandparents).
My grandmother showed the book to me soon after she received it. Needless to say, it was fascinating to me. At the time, it was the furthest back I had ever seen documented for any branch of my family. I think back then, the furthest back ancestors I knew of were probably some of my second great x2 grandparents, and here was a book going four generations back from that. The book was one of the earliest texts I have in Dutch, which started me on a decades-long journey of trying to learn the language. It was also the one of the earliest detailed exposures I had to the geography of the area where my father was born.
European paper sizes are so much more logical.
Years later, sometime in my late teens or early twenties, my grandmother loaned the book to me. Luckily, one of the first things I did was photocopy it. It wasn’t easy, because it was printed on A3 or A4 sized paper, which are different from the letter and legal sizes commonly used in North America. Today’s computerized photocopiers can easily adapt the size of the copy to fit the original, but such a thing did not exist at the time. Despite the quality of photocopiers at the time, I think the copy turned out fairly well. Many years later, I scanned the photocopies. I know I made the scans when Geocities was still a thing, so I am surprised by the quality of the scans.
By the time I copied the book, I had moved to Vancouver. Going through it, I was amazed to see that there were other Komen descendants in Canada, all located in British Columbia. Some were in the Okanagan, in south-central B.C., some were on Vancouver Island, and some were in the suburbs of Vancouver, within 25 kilometers of where I was living at the time.
Page iv, showing the locations of various members of the Komen family in Noord Holland (North Holland).
It was fortunate that I copied the book. Years later, my grandmother misplaced it. She spent years looking for it. There might be copies of the book in a Dutch archive, and I am sure that there is – or was – a copy in the holdings of the CBG Centrum voor familiegeschiedenis (“Center for Family History”, formerly the “Centraal Bureau voor Genealogie”, hence “CBG”). However, as far as I knew at the time, the only extant copy of the book was the photocopy I had made.
Page 11, showing the bidprentjes for my great grandfather and his siblings.
After my grandparents passed away, many of the family photos and other items of interest to genealogists ended up in the possession of my father’s youngest sister. She is not really a family historian or genealogist, but she has shown or loaned many of those items with me over the years. While writing this, it crossed my mind that I should ask her if she found the book and has it in her collection. It would be nice to know whether it is still around.
In the “Better Late Than Never Department”, it’s Week 17 of the 52 Ancestors Challenge. It was a busy week, so I am a bit late with what I am referring to as “this week’s theme”, Document. While an excellent album by R.E.M., the topic here actually relates to genealogical records and documenting genealogical events.
You spin me right round baby, right round, like a record baby, right round, round round.
Many many years ago, I read Ayn Rand’s The Fountainhead. As political philosophy, it’s nonsense, but I read it as literature. In that regard, there was one turn of phrase she used that I found to be an excellent descriptor of what one might otherwise call a “mixed bag” or “hodge podge”: “a mottled collection of cracked coffee cups“. I think that describes the somewhat random curation of documents I have chosen to highlight.
My original intention was to find the very first physical copy of document I sent away for as part of my genealogical research. I started my family tree when I was eight, but did not start gathering records until my 20s. That was back when you had to write letters and send away for documents. I’m pretty sure the first record I obtained that way included the birth registration for my father’s paternal grandmother, Teetje Pater.
Birth registration for Teetje Pater, born August 2, 1894 in Waarland, Harenkarspel, Noord Holland, Netherlands.
However, I never got around to finding the physical document, although it turns out I had scanned it a long time ago. I got sidetracked in my quest, because I had forgotten how many physical records I had gathered back in the day. I was impressed with myself, seeing the care I had taken to properly sort and store them. Not only documents, but artifacts. Hopefully my Aunt Diana would be proud. It turned into a fun trip down memory lane. What I’ve ended up doing is choosing a few random items that caught my fancy in the moment.
The first item I cast my eye upon was not so much a document qua document, but a book that I store with my documents, the Atlas of Prince Edward Island, Canada, and the World, published by the Cummins Map Co. in 1928. It belonged to my wife’s great grandfather and was given to me by my father-in-law, who has deep Island roots. Not only is it an amazing resource for research, it’s a beautiful work of art. You can see this atlas online.
Lots 27 and 28, showing where my wife’s great great grandfather farmed.Atlas of Prince Edward Island, Canada, and the World. I suppose it might have been helpful if I had remembered this book during Week Six, Maps.
The CBC recently reported about a similar earlier atlas of P.E.I, the Illustrated Historical Atlas of the Province of Prince Edward Island, published by the J. H. Meacham Company in 1880. The Meacham Atlas is available to view online through the University of PEI.
I also have many original records of my maternal grandfather, Leo Burgess. These not only included things like letters he wrote to his grandparents while he was in basic training during World War II, LDS church records, tax and property records, vital stat records, SIN card, drivers licence, but also fun things like a ticket stub when he saw his beloved LA Dodgers with his brother.
Unfortunately for my grandfather, the Dodgers lost. The final score was 4 – 0 for the Cubs.
Among other things, I also have the records of his appeal for his military pension. My grandfather enlisted with the army twice during World War II – long story – but was discharged due to an injury he sustained during basic training the first time he enlisted. It wasn’t the training itself that caused his injury, it was a prank his bunkmates pulled on him that resulted in a permanent back injury. The documents read a lot like a workers’ compensation claim, as they use a lot of the same language that you see in workers’ compensation law. I also have my grandfather’s military records, which I obtained from Library and Archives Canada. I only had to wait a year for them, which unfortunately nowadays would be considered a pretty speedy response.
My grandfather’s attestation paper and other military records from the short time he spent in the army during World War II.
I have mentioned before that my grandfather worked for the Canadian Pacific Railway for over 30 years, first as a brakeman and later as a conductor. During his time with the CPR, he worked on the train crews for movies like Silver Streakand Superman: The Movie.
Working on Superman was one of the highlights of his working life. My grandfather was always proud to talk about meeting one of his favourite actors during filming, Glenn Ford. The scene took six days to shoot. During his memorial service, one of my grandfather’s friends told an anecdote that suggests my grandfather felt that he had gotten familiar with the cast and crew. Apparently during a break in filming, Ford was talking to a group of the railway workers when my grandfather sauntering up, put his arm around the actor, and said, “How’s it going, Glenn?”
My grandfather was working in the engine during the filming of this scene.
I don’t have the photo that this letter refers to, but I assume it’s the same photo that appeared in a few railway publications I have seen.
My grandfather, Leo Burgess, is the man wearing a cap standing on the right side of the photo. I assume this is the photo referred to in the photo above.
I was also surprised to see the records I have for myself, including an envelope containing a lock of my hair from my first haircut. What I was happiest to find was my baby book. I came across all my siblings’ baby books while visiting my folks over Christmas, but not mine. I forgot my mother had given me mine a long time ago.
On the first day of Grade Five, our teacher began class with, “Welcome centennial babies!”
More of an artifact turned into a document, I pressed some of the flowers that relatives in the Netherlands sent for the funeral of my paternal grandmother, Christina Komen. She passed away in Lethbridge, Alberta on Christmas Eve in 2000, only a few hours after I arrived there for the Christmas holidays. I was always sorry I was unable to get there a few days earlier.
If I had been smarter, I would have made a note of what kind of flowers these were. I also wish I had remembered these during Week Eleven, Flowers.
I’d like to end with one document I forgot I had saved. This is one of two wall-sizes pedigree charts I had hanging in the flat where I lived in the 1990s. I created it with the old DOS version of Cumberland Family Tree, probably using a dot matrix printer. It hung on a wall I had dedicated to family history photos.
In the decades since I created this, a couple of branches of this pedigree have now been pruned, while others have been greatly expanded. I placed an apple on the document to provide a sense of scale.
Now time to play catch up and start on Week 18: Social!
A Deck of Ancestors 