Bertha Knox – Honoring Ancestors

Bertha Knox Genealogy

Bertha Knox Dearing, my great-grandmother was born on June 2, 1880, and died on March 16, 1914. According to her daughter, Bertha’s death was caused by a complication of a delivery.

My sister and I have visited her grave, which is located in Milan, Missouri. Near her is buried her child. The flat gravestone was overgrown so Vicki spent time clearing away grass and weeds. In the same cemetery are Bertha’s parents, James Knox and Sarah Hume Knox.

Bertha was married in 1901 to Jacob Dearing.

Grandma’s Lemonade – Capturing Family Stories

Family stories don’t have to be about big events to be meaningful 🙂

Tell a family story about grandma's lemonade

Family stories come in all sizes, from book-length to one or two sentences. As a genealogist, your goal is to keep the memories alive. One of the easy ways to do that is to write down, video, or record remembrances of family stories. Here’s one about my grandmother’s lemonade.

My grandmother, Bessie Frances Faulkenberry Hendrickson was born November 8, 1890, in Lone Jack, Jackson County, Missouri. She was married April 20, 1913 to Herschel Byron Hendrickson. I never knew my grandfather because he died shortly after I was born, but I spent many wonderful hours with grandma.

During the school year she lived with my Aunt Lu here in San Diego, then during the summers stayed with her daughters in Kansas and Missouri. My cousin Sheryl told me this story about Grandma’s Lemonade.

It seems that most people make lemonade using lemons, water and sugar. In fact a common receipe is 1.75 cups of white sugar, 1.5 cups of lemon juice and 8 cups of water. Heat the sugar and water until the sugar is dissolved; let the mixture cool then add the lemon juice. Yumm.

But apparently grandma was known for her own brand of lemonade – that made with blackberries and lemons. The memories of this recipe are scant, but apparently you should make lemonade as above, but add mushed up blackberries to the mix. I know people today remove the seeds, but it’s hard for me to imagine grandma doing that. I know she didn’t have a blender, so maybe she did “muddle” the blackberries and force the juice through a cloth. Sadly, this remains a mystery for me as I wasn’t around her during the summers to watch her make it. Sheryl told me it was something she remembered about summertime at grandma’s.

Do you have a family recipe that needs saving? Just think, a couple of generations from now, no one may know how to make your favorite dish. Save a story today!

 I’m dedicating this post to my cousin Sheryl, who passed away at far too young an age.