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I have found a true treasure today as I prepared to write this post about my grandfather, George Harvey Taylor. Somebody has placed his photo on Ancestry.com. I instantly knew it was he because he strongly resembles his children, one of my uncles in particular. This is the first time I have seen his image. He committed suicide ten years before I was born, and for at least the first ten years of my life he was never mentioned. I am not sure how old I was when I learned from a cousin that he had killed himself at home at night, his youngest son discovering the body in the morning. It shocked me out of my wits. It still does. The tightly held secret probably had some initial seed of the suicide of one of my cousins in about 1970.
George Harvey Taylor (1884 – 1941)
is my maternal grandfather
Ruby Lee Taylor (1922 – 2008)
daughter of George Harvey Taylor
Pamela Morse
I am the daughter of Ruby Lee Taylor
George Harvey was born in Texas in 1884 to parents who had moved there from Selma, Taledega to be precise, Alabama, after the Civil War. He met his wife, Hattie May Long, who had been adopted in Mississippi during or shortly after the war. Her adopted parents, the Longs, brought Hattie May with them to Texas, but seem to have left her brother, Fidel, back in Mississippi. After George and Hattie married they moved to Humble, TX, where George was a meter reader for Texaco on a very large oil lease. He rode a black horse around the lease and read various meters to document production. They had ten living children;Hattie lost a couple of pregnancies; then Hattie May died in childbirth, along with the baby….at home, in 1932. George Harvey was left to raise ten kids, the youngest being only two years of age.
When my mother was near death and demented I asked about her father’s suicide and how she felt. She was not in the house that morning, but had gone to Houston to visit her sister. She said she was very angry at him; the reason given was that the lady next door turned down his proposal of marriage. He had carried on as a single father for 9 years and was severely depressed, I suppose. Suicide often leaves the family ashamed like my mother’s religious family. The taboo subject has strange and subtle effects on those who are left on earth. I know that it shaped my mother’s view of life.
Please join me in raising awareness and hopefully some funding for IAMalive.org. during suicide prevention week, Sept8-14, 2013. This 24 hour hot line is created to help people like my grandpa make it through an irrational moment of fear and loathing. This issue belongs to all of us. You can find the easy donation bottom here, along with a list of thank you gifts. My grandpa George and I thank you as well.
One week from today I will be visiting the town near Pittsburgh where I grew up and went to school through 8th grade. I have not been there for almost 50 years, so things will be different…and yet the same. I tune in to the daily tweets of @thomasmooreSoul because I find them to be just the right amount of therapy for a single day. A long time ago he tweeted that talking about your childhood openly, telling stories you remember, is a great way to make sense of the past. I have been exchanging pictures and comments with some of the former classmates for about 4 months now, as we prepare to meet in Oakmont, PA for their (I was already gone) high school reunion. I can say that Tom’s advice about childhood stories is powerful. Each one of us remembers different parts of our class story; I am sure being physically in our old school will spark some memories we have not discovered. There is something unaltered about all our personalities that I can’t put into words, but next week maybe I will.
Before we all get hauled off to the memory wing of some care home we have the opportunity to get together to reminisce about our seriously good old days. A few of us are already gone, naturally. Such is life. It ends. I look forward to stirring up some memory/emotions from my childhood with the classmates with whom I shared them. I have travelled the world, but this is time travel in a sense. I am not sure what kind of deeper meaning will be revealed, but I expect it will be more helpful to my psyche than years of analysis might be (I am too thrifty to find out). Buckle up, gentle readers, and prepare to time travel with me to the ‘Burgh next week…back to the future.
In archetypal roles we have potential to play out a positive aspect of a well-known character, such as the king, or play the shadow aspect. The king is such an essential male character in myth and culture that most men see themselves in some way to be a king. King of the home castle may be the only one, but there is a royal male at some point that will be portrayed by a man. The inner king and queen relationship, the balance between understanding and wisdom vs discipline and justice is at the heart of any society. When power is in the hands of weak or corrupt leadership, even within one’s own personality, balance must be restored for the good of society. When we see the strife in Syria and Egypt today it looks like the end of civilization.
The war and economic destruction still rampant in the world is the collective consciousness struggling with this ruling authority. I wonder, when I watch my neighbors as well as rioting middle easterners, if the earth will perish in flames sometime soon. Radioactivity is spewing out of Japan and sewage rolling into rivers all over the globe. When post apocalyptic themes are portrayed in fiction they seem too close to reality today. I love the movie Tank Girl which is a parody about authority, power, and the use of resources. Tank Girl is part of a severely abused underclass, dominated by the all-powerful utility company. They control all resources, except the resourcefulness of Tank Girl herself.
The lover archetype is often used in literature, and has both good and evil tendencies. The lover brings passion and full appreciation to a person, place, or thing. The shadow lover brings obsessive and self-destructive devotion playing the part of a lover. Joy, tragedy, and identity arise from this archetype; often personal romance is the central theme in a life. If dreams and history are examined, we will learn what kind of lovers we really are. Each romance has two different equal and opposite reactions to each action. Possessive fantasy is an unhealthy substitute for healthy adult emotions.
Like pendulums swing, we as lovers also swing and revolve around a center of pure, potent, eternal love. Our human tendencies to project onto others that with which we cannot deal create turbulence in romance as well as platonic relationships. The lover who brings to the relationship a self well loved is more likely to find a lover who also takes care of and appreciates his or her own fine qualities. If outer trappings like cosmetics, status and wealth are primarily valued, there may come to pass a shocking chill when these things go into decline. If we depend on another person or group to always agree with us or compliment us we are not very likely to form relationships with much depth or meaning.
If your life story became a romance novel or a movie what kind of lover would you be? Who would be the hero of the story? What obstacles would the hero overcome? Who is the author of your love story? Is it possible that someone else designed your romantic ideal?
I had the pleasure of interviewing Geoff about his process writing his new novel, Exodus. My brand new Skype recording software may have been the reason our call was frozen a couple of times. We then proceeded without the recording since the new software has not been tested and it seemed the likely culprit.
Geoff grew up with two journalist parents writing in different styles. He said the only criticism he has heard so far on his novel came from his dad, who was the editor of the Philadelphia Enquirer. I wanted to know how he came up with a drama set in Kansas, USA, starring Jason of the Argonuat fame, in a post apocalyptic world dominated by fundamentalist religious persons. It must be said that he is a sci fi fan as well as a justice freak. His use of an historical character from Greek literature is part of a story that was in his head. He studied European history as a minor in college, so his knowledge of the various forms of fundamentalism that swept through Europe (Inquisition, Crusades, etc) is extensive. His story is not about race, but about religious fanaticism. Setting it 300 years into the future makes it clear that the story is fiction. Using themes that have filled human history with war and drama, Geoff examines how society could totally break bad if the intolerance is not contained. I am not a fiction reader, but I like Geoff both in print and in person, so I might break the 30 year fiction fast to read Exodus when it comes out August 26 . Those of you who like steampunk and fiction with a side of political ethics will probably love this book:
James Hillman, well known Jungian scholar, talks about soul and psychology:
His observations are pertinent today as we live with serious division in the nation’s psyche. The congress is a symbolic and highly visible example of our troubled national soul. When I was young I felt patriotic and secure that America was the greatest nation in the world. The Viet Nam War and civil rights struggles in the states changed my mind about that. I had the chance to live outside the US for a year when I was 13-14, in Venezuela. I learned Spanish. I had listened to Fidel Castro on the radio. My psyche had already been subverted before Viet Nam.
I have never missed an opportunity to vote in any election since I turned 21. I pay all my taxes and obey the law. I am a tiny part of the deeply troubled economy that is driving the young and the old into poverty. My personal comfort and economic security are good, but neighbors all around me are not as lucky. I am healthy, but the nation is statistically very ill, mentally and physically. I am concerned about the bifurcation that tears the country into two unhealthy sides of some eternal controversy. I am concerned about the soul of America.
The classic oil and vinegar combination, used for salad and other dishes, has taken on new epic proportions in Tucson. Alfonso Gourmet Oil and Balsamics offers a wide variety of super high quality olive oils and balsamic vinegars. I have used them for over a year and have virtually stopped buying any dressing in a bottle. I have found additional ways to use both the oils and vinegars,seasoning roasted veggies and even love the vinegars on ice cream and in cocktails. My list of favorites expands every time I go back to the store.
Tom Alfonso, the gracious owner, recently completed a course followed by a certification exam to become a professional olive oil taster. He said it was intense, with three days of learning and savoring. He just found out that he did pass the exam and is now a certified olive oil professional. I am very pleased he and his wife decided to carry these extraordinary products right next to my bank drive through window, very near my home. It is a fun extravagance that improves our meals every day. The bottles last for a very long time since a very small amount produces big flavor results.
The recycle punch card bonus system reminds you to bring the bottle back..then you try a few new items, check out the sales, leaving with a whole new culinary profile with which to play. Today my new item is a grassy, very green, high note olive oil from Australia. It is both delicious and unlike any other oil I have tasted. It is not flavored, but I have recently received a lovely gift of special Australian herbs in a combo box from a friend down under. This will be an exciting paring with greens, tomatoes and avocado. Freshness spikes the flavor in the olive oil that reduces the need for other seasonings. I will sauté with it as well as dressing salads.
The ginger blackberry balsamic I refilled today is an ingredient in a cocktail I love to make and drink, the Gas Streak. The example calls for ginger rice wine vinegar, which I am sure is nice, but the blackberry adds punch and the balsamic is fabulous with the burned sugar taste. Enjoy!
This is my first introduction to @JasonSilva. I lived in Venezuela in the 1960’s, which was a completely different era. He was born in 1982, when the country was undergoing rapid change and political upheaval. Some of my radical tendencies are a reaction to the petroleum princess lifestyle I enjoyed while living in a petroleum camp in eastern Venezuela. The imperialism of the situation became clear later when I became aware of politics.
His view on evolution is not only revolutionary, but very hopeful. I am glad I found him; I hope the gentle readers agree he is a gem to follow…brilliant in a brand new way:
My eighth great-grandfather came to Virginia with John Washington, and once owned Richmond:
John Thomas Lanier, son of Nicholas and grandson of Jerome was from
Bordeaux in 1603 to America with John Washington. He brought much of the
family furniture with him. He was given a grant of 10 miles or 1400 acres
of land on the South of James River and it included what is now Richmond,
located in what is now counties of Prince George, Brunswick, etc. He
subsequently moved to North Carolina (North border) and was very
prominent.
John Thomas Lanier (1631 – 1719)
is my 8th great grandfather
Sampson Lanier (1682 – 1743)
son of John Thomas Lanier
Elizabeth Lanier (1719 – 1795)
daughter of Sampson Lanier
Martha Burch (1743 – 1803)
daughter of Elizabeth Lanier
David Darden (1770 – 1820)
son of Martha Burch
Minerva Truly Darden (1806 – 1837)
daughter of David Darden
Sarah E Hughes (1829 – 1911)
daughter of Minerva Truly Darden
Lucinda Jane Armer (1847 – 1939)
daughter of Sarah E Hughes
George Harvey Taylor (1884 – 1941)
son of Lucinda Jane Armer
Ruby Lee Taylor (1922 – 2008)
daughter of George Harvey Taylor
Pamela Morse
I am the daughter of Ruby Lee Taylor
State-Wide, NC – Lanier Family Genealogical Tree
The following bible record is found on the LAGenWeb Archives at the
following http://files.usgwarchives.org/la/state/bible/lghsbible/
This record is “bible4-4.txt” in the list of records
Bible Records Published by Louisiana Genealogical and Historical Society.
Be it Known And Remembered: Vol. II, Bible Records 1961: Pages 1 – 60
Submitted to the USGenWeb Archives by LGHS, Jun. 1998
LANIER FAMILY GENEALOGICAL TREE
Taken from the Family Records of Mr. Lee Lanier of Amite, La. Submitted to
the Society by Mrs. Kathryne Watkins, Hammond, La., State Librarian of
Louisiana Daughters of the American Revolution.
Jerome Lanier of Brodeaux, France in 1558 emigrated with his family to
England, in the latter part of the reign of Queen Elizabeth. Jerome was a
Huguenot who fled from execution or persecution and finding himself
without means in a foreign land availed himself of his accomplishments and
secured a position in Queen Elizabeth’s household as Court musician. He
found great favor at the court and for about one hundred years – 1558 to
1666 – the Laniers flourished in England, distinguished themselves in
music, art and military genius. They were a family of means and culture in
France. Jerome Lanier had three sons: Nicholas, Clement and Jerome.
Nicholas Lanier was born in 1568, he was the most prominent of Jerome’s
sons. He enjoyed high favor under James the 7th reign and especially so
under Charles the 7th’s reign. English history says of him that he was one
of those artists whose various talents were so noticeable as to suit the
taste of Charles the 7th. He gathered Charles the 7th’s collection of
paintings. He was a skilled musician, artist and courier. Five of his
famous paintings are distributed as follows: one owned by Van Dyke, one in
the collection of Charles the 7th, one now in the music hall of Oxford.
Two owned by the Prince of Wales. He died in 1648 leaving two sons:
Nicholas, Jr. and John Thomas Lanier.
Nicholas Lanier, Jr., brother of John Thomas Lanier who migrated to
America in 1683; was also a noted musician and artist. He was frequently
seen at the court of England. He was made president of the English Society
of Musicians
Page 133
and Artists for life. He enjoyed many favors from the King. Other members
of the Society were Clement, Andreu, and Jerome. These appear to be of
another branch of Laniers.
(Comment of J. B. Lanier Plooard – 1947 – Apparently history closes out
all branches of the family who may have remained in England and the
Laniers in America seem to be descendants of John Thomas Lanier and
Elizabeth Washington, the aunt of George Washington.)
Jerome Lanier lives in a palatial house in Greenwich, was a great and
famous musician. Owned the greatest collection of paintings than in
existence. He had only one son.
Sir John Lanier in 1690 comes again in history of being knighted “Knight
of his valor, in the capture of Castle of Edinboro. He was Major General
of the “Horse & Dragon.” In the Irish war made himself prominent in Battle
of Boyne and fell at Battle of Steinkiek fighting gloriously along with
the brave Douglas. This closes his story as far as we know of Clement and
Jerome Lanier, so the family name was apparently perpetuated by the
descendants of the son Nicholas Lanier. They may have had daughters.
John Thomas Lanier, son of Nicholas and grandson of Jerome was from
Bordeaux in 1603 to America with John Washington. He brought much of the
family furniture with him. He was given a grant of 10 miles or 1400 acres
of land on the South of James River and it included what is now Richmond,
located in what is now counties of Prince George, Brunswick, etc. He
subsequently moved to North Carolina (North border) and was very
prominent. In 1688 he married Elizabeth Washington, daughter of John
Washington, aunt of George Washington. His will is on record in Prince
George County, Virginia. He was prosperous and left sons Sampson, Robert,
Nicholas, John Thomas and Buckner.
Nicholas Lanier, son of John Thomas Lanier, died 1779 and left two
daughters.
Sampson Lanier was the only surviving son of John Thomas Lanier and
Elizabeth Washington Lanier. He died in 1743 also rather young, but lived
a life of great usefulness as a plantation teacher and physician. His will
in Brunswick County, Va. left large estate to Thomas Dannell Lanier;
Sampson Lanier, Jr., James, Richard and Elizabeth.
Thomas Dannell Lanier died in 1745 and left two daughters.
Elizabeth married a Burch and second a Smith.
Richard Lanier had sons Lewis, Burwell, Buckner and daughter Winnifred.
Lewis, son of Richard Lanier, had a son Alexander Lanier that settled in
New York City. Alexander had a son James D. F. Lanier.
Burwell Lanier had one son David. David moved from Brunswick Co. to
Pittsylvania Co., Va. in 1772. The land is in what is now Henry Co., Va.
Va. records show that David Lanier was a Capt of a Co. in the revolution
distinguished himself as a brave military genius. He married Miss Mollie
Hicks.
Page 134
David Lanier, Jr. had son James Monroe Lanier, grandson Charles and
grandson James who named a son James Monroe Lanier, who was a Capt. in War
of 1812. Was of fine personal appearance and was a large land owner in
Virginia. Daughters of James Monroe Lanier, son of David, were Sally and
Judith.
John Hicks Lanier, Lucy and Nancy and Eliza were other children of David
Lanier.
John Hicks Lanier married a Miss Carter. She was the mother of his
children and when he married a second time the children could not get
along with the new wife and they moved to Missouri. Daughter Mary married
and moved to Lincoln Co., Mo. She married John Lovell__ Children: John,
Jr., Wilie and Allie. Son David had a daughter Mary. Mary first married
James Jones and then a Ferguson. John Hicks, Jr. married Sallie Robinson
and had children: David, Demarous, Mollie. Edward, son of John Hicks
Lanier, Sr. married Jane and had two sons. Robert, son of John H. Lanier,
Sr. married twice. His descendants live around St. Louis.
Sampson Lanier, Jr. – Sampson died 1757, Brunswick Co., Va. and it named
children:
Buckner Lanier, son of Sampson, Jr. was famous for ability to settle
disputes. Well educated – physician and planter. Had one son Sterling
Robert Lanier, son of Sterling, married Mary Anderson of Macon, Georgia.
Sterling Lanier had sons Sidney, the poet, who died of TB contracted
during the Civil War and son Clifford Lanier who went to Montgomery,
Alabama and settled. Sidney Lanier was born 1841.
These are old family records and are not documented; however, they are a
good finding list. There has recently been published a book regarding this
family that will bear out this information. Hillery and his brother
Benjamin were in the Florida Parishes section of Louisiana as early as
1873 but the court records do not show estate papers.
Carl Jung, Leo Swiss shrink and alchemist, invited his patients to record their own visions as he did in his Red Book. He councils patients to record their visions in order to interpret the voice of the soul:
“Think of it in your imagination and try to paint it. Then when these things are in some precious book you can go to the book & turn over the pages & for you it will be your church-your cathedral-the silent places of your spirit where you will find renewal. If anyone tells you that it is morbid or neurotic and you listen to them-then you will
lose your soul-for in that book is your soul. ~Red Book; Page 216.
Today we have digital means of making art which I enjoy as self expression. What Carl is talking about here, however, is hand on paper. He tells the patient to use good paper and art supplies to document all visions. He explains that by drawing the vision the magnetism it contains is neutralized. He suggests that the expression of the detail is an important way to build self understanding. I will continue to enjoy my digital art making, but think it is time to spend more time with hand on paper. I love to draw mandalas and other geometric patterns. I wonder if I begin now if I can produce a Red Book worth saving. Have you started your Red Book?