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An amazing piece of history…

newly released 1940 census – from Northfield

I realize this image is blurry and unreadable, but to me it’s an amazing piece of my family history. Listed on this one page from the 1940 census is the following: on the top is Henry and Rosa Blaine, my great-grandparents, a few lines down is Freddie Drinkwine and his family (Rosa’s brother and clan), and down from there is Henry and Mary Ferry – my grandparents. Below them is Henry Ferry, my dad.


There’s a good reason I moved from Northfield. Our family desperately needed a new gene pool to tap from…


Now, onto another amazing thing.

I would like to thank Stephanie Gregg for passing the love and nominating this blog for an award. You can find her blog on writing at: and I encourage you to do so. She is a self-published writer with a bit of Scotland running through her blood. I wish anyone well who’s trying to make a go of writing in this cluttered, crowded cyberworld!

And I would like to nominate the following blogs. Please check them out! a Dubliner with an incredible gift. If you knit or have ever even tried, be prepared to be awed. This woman has elevated knitting to an art. This is a writers site. Anyone who writes, wants to write, wishes to write better, should visit Judith’s blog. She has created thought-provoking posts and gives feedback on her reader’s comments. Another wonderful writer with amazing insights – I enjoy her posts and encourage you to check this out!

now onto the seven things about Susan…

I’m a writer. I’m an artist. I cannot sing. I have two lovely daughters, both are my heart and soul. My husband is my life. I hate snow and winter and live in a snowbelt. I am a foolish woman….

With accepting this award, copy the sunflower and post it on your blog, nominate 3 other bloggers, and tell us 7 things about yourself.

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Ah, see, not Blane but Blair!

It’s all twisted around, the information about my Gram’s side of the family. Throughout the years, I’ve asked about my dad’s mom, Mary – where did she come from, what is her family’s origin.

Canada, my dad said. The Blanes came from Canada.

So I dug and found, they came down from Canada. Then I dug further and found a mystery.

Did you know, Dad, that your mom was born Mary Blair, not Blane?

Was she now?

Yes, see, it’s Blair on the 1900 census. And look, here’s her father and mother’s wedding licence – He’s Henry Blair. So why is he Henry Blane on the 1940 census?

I’ve heard Blair/Blane before, Dad said, just don’t know why.

I found Henry’s dad, Newell Blair, and his dad, Louis Blair and his dad Enus Blair… Then when I searched Rosa’s side I found her mom Elizabeth Blair and nothing more.  frustrated, I kept digging.

Then I found her. And I blinked.


I checked again.

Dad, I called to say, did you know your grandparents, Rosa and Henry Blair were first cousins? Did you know that Elizabeth and Newell were brother and sister?

He had no response. Guess it was something no one talked about.  But it’s not too great a secret – it happened plenty a hundred years ago in rural Vermont.

So, I had to ask – is that why they changed their name to Blane? Or was it because it was more American and not so Scottish?

Don’t know Tudes, my dad replied, guess we’ll never know.


I’d like to invite you to explore another blog where I reflect on my family’s life in rural Vermont in the form of a letter to my Great-Gran, Rosa Blair. You can find it at:

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