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Friday, January 10, 2025

GEORGE W. COLEMAN 2/22/1844 - 10/29/1926 -GGreat maternal Grandfather

 

George W. Coleman

SUMMARY

2/22/1844 – 10/29/1926

GG Grandpa George Washington Coleman was born in February 22, 1844 in Pike County, Kentucky. He was the son of Daniel Coleman and Bethena Adkins Coleman, who are part of the line of Old Peter Coleman of Wolfpit, Pike County Kentucky.

His siblings (my Grandma Lee’s great Aunts and Uncles on her mother’s side) were Henderson, David, William, Julina, Louisa, Harrison, Susan.

GG Grandpa George W. Coleman married Frances Powell when he was only 17 years old. They married on 15 Jul 1861, Pike Co., KY.  The census in 1870 shows that Great Grandpa, George W. Coleman (26, b. KY, farmer) headed a Pike County, KY household with Frances A. Coleman (27, b. KY), and their children at the time: William J. Coleman (8, b. KY), James D. Coleman (5, b. KY), Ellen Coleman (3, b. KY), and Miles A. Coleman (9/12, b. KY).

However, ten years later, in the 1880 census, Frances A. Powell Coleman, 37, was listed as a female farmer “farmeress” (head of a working farm).  The census shows that she is married, that both her parents were born in KY) and GG Grandpa Frances Powell headed the Pike County, KY household with her son William Coleman (now 17), son James David Coleman (15), both of whom are listed as working on the family farm.  Also living with her is her daughter Ella Coleman (13), son Miles Coleman (9) and daughter Mary Coleman (7).  It may be that she had just given birth to our great grandmother, Louisa Ann Coleman, as great grandma Louisa was born in 1879/1880, but if so, why is GG Grandma Louisa not listed with Frances on the 1880 census as she would have been a young baby and surely would have been residing with her mother.  On the other hand, could Louisa have actually been the first child of GG Grandpa George W. Coleman’s liaison and later marriage to Mary Ball Coleman?  Might my grandmother Louisa be Mary Ball’s child and not the child of Frances Powell?  It seems plausible as I can think of no reason that the baby would not have been listed on the census in Frances Powell’s house in 1880 if she was, indeed, the child of Frances.     It is possible that the census takers just failed to list my great grandmother but that seems highly unlikely. It is, at present, still a conundrum.

 

As has been mentioned, GG Grandma Louisa Coleman is not listed on the 1880 census as living with Frances Powell, when she would have still been an infant and surely with her mother, making it is plausible that our great grandmother is in fact, the first child of GG Grandpa George W Coleman and Mary Ball Coleman who he later married after he and Frances Powell Coleman divorced. I have found Louisa Ann Coleman’s mother named as Frances Powell in some lists and as Mary Ball Coleman in other lists.  Honestly, with only what I have found so far either might be true.

 

Also noted in the 1880 census, the next two neighboring households of Frances Powell were headed by one William Coleman (23) and one Harvey Coleman (26) (which may or may not have been Francis and George’s children also). Her former/current Husband George Coleman is apparently living elsewhere in the community with a servant that he would later marry and with whom he would raise another large family.  

 

It is my belief based on my own research and that of fellow genealogist and blog commenter, Marsha Hylton Rice, that Mary Ball is Louisa's mother and my great, great grandmother.   Whichever is my true grandmother, we do know that Frances A. Powell was born in Pike County, KY in 1843. She died in 1926 in Pike County, KY. Francis is buried in the Mullins Family Cemetery with her daughter Mary Coleman and granddaughter Lily. Her grave is marked only by a square stone with her name scratched in it.

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 Records also show that GG Grandfather George Coleman did indeed marry another woman, that being, Mary Ball, on Mar 1, 1883 (at which time, GG Grandma, Louisa Ann Coleman would have been four years old).  They were married in Pike Co., KY. If gg grandmother Louisa Coleman is the child of Mary Ball Coleman and George Coleman, she would have been born three years before they were married but given how things went back then in that area, such is entirely possible and would not have been all that uncommon. 

Mary Ball Coleman was the daughter of Alfred Ball – see Ball line which I will post in a separate blog post, for more on her genealogy). 

At the time of his remarriage, GG Grandpa George Coleman was about 38 years old.    Between the two marriages, GG George had at least 14 living children, and apparently several more.

GG Grandpa Coleman’s second wife passed before he did, as Mary Ball Coleman is listed as his wife in both the 1900 and 1910 census, but records show that she passed away in 1912, which means some of her children were still quite young, being no more than 9, 6, and 3, at the time of her passing according to her death certificate which I have included at the end of this passage.

This would mean that my great grandmother, Louisa Coleman, was around 23 years old when Mary passed, and although Louisa may have already been married at that time (I will research to ascertain if this is true) she appears to have still been living in her father’s house just two years prior to Mary’s death and may have still been there at the time of and after Mary’s passing. This is another reason I feel that Mary Ball Coleman may have been her actual mother, because even at age 21, Louisa was living with her dad and Mary and not with Frances Powell.

Although, if it be true that Mary Ball and not Francis was Grandma Louisa’s mother, then according to the census records, Mary Ball may would have only been 17 when Grandma Louisa was born.  However, at the time, this would not have been all that unusual. However, the census of 1860 shows a Mary Ball, age 1, so I have listed Mary’s alternative birthdate as 1859.  This would have made her age 44 when she passed and made her 21 when GG Grandma Louisa Coleman was born.

The 1860 census that shows Mary Ball as a baby in Russell Virginia, post office being Rosedale, showed the following in the household #724:

Alford Ball 36 (born circa 1824)
Anna Ball 34
James Ball 11
Wilson Ball 8
Catharine Ball 6
Ansley Ball 4
Mary Ball 1

 

Some records only show Mary as having had six (6) children but whether that is accurate or due to omissions is unknown to me at present.

Additionally, if I find that GG Grandpa Coleman married a third time, perhaps to someone who helped raise his youngest children (which I suspect he may have done), I will include information on that marriage as a postscript to this document).

Grandpa Coleman was apparently a consistent worker with the census never showing him as out of work and his having first rented a farm in Pike County, KY, and then purchased a farm in Lincoln County, KY.   

Regardless of whether Mary or Frances is our grandmother, one thing is certain, Louisa Ann Coleman, who grew up teaching school and serve as a midwife and who married Solomon King Smith, was my great grandmother.  I have in my possession and will try to find and include in an edit of this post, at a later date, a Photograph of Great Grandma Louisa Coleman with her husband, Solomon King Smith of the Smiths from Dusemond, Germany and the O’Dochartaigh family of Donegal, Ireland. Louisa Ann’s and Solomon’s oldest child, a daughter named Mary Ethel Smith, who later married Charles Compton Lee, was my mother’s mother and the only grandmother I ever knew personally. 


  

Louisa’s father, Grandpa George died on October 29, also in the year 1926 (the same year that his first wife, Francis Powell passed), in Kings Mountain, Lincoln County, Kentucky, at the age of 82, and is buried in Kings Mountain, Kentucky.  Mom would never have met her great grandfather George Coleman, as died the same year she was born, about six months after her birth.   I have included with this blog, a copy of both George W. Coleman's and Mary Ball Coleman's death certificate. 



 


BEGIN AGAIN!

 


Dear Readers...

Should there be any readers still out there.  But how can you read, when I have not posted in such a long time.  I will not make any excuses, nor will I tell you that I allowed life to get in the way.  Instead, I will just attempt to begin again.   I wasn't even sure I could get back in to my blog!  But here I am.  Now to get this short blog posted and get on to more of my actual genealogy posts.   To everyone who has liked, shared, commented and/or helped me learn more about my ancestors, thank you so very much and please forgive me for having been gone so long.    I hope you will return to my blog as I give you reason to do so.  -Gen Coleman


Thursday, May 10, 2012

LIFE ON THE RIVER

In My Backyard
I can't believe that it's been almost a year since I wrote in my blog here.  Sorry for the long sabbatical.  I work in the office full-time now and come home so tired most nights that I don't take time for the hobby that I love most...writing.  I have, however, been taking time for another hobby which I hope to share with you in this and subsequent posts here on Appalachia Ponderings.  And that hobby is photography.  Back in the day of film and development and long waits for pictures to be returned, I loved photography.  Now in the day of digital photography and instant gratification, I find I love the art from even more.  What you're looking at above is one of the many beautiful vistas that we have about five minutes from our home.  While we live in the valley on the river, five minutes takes me to this view.  For those of you who are homesick for your Appalachia Mountains, this should help.  No matter where you roam in this world, if a person is born and raised in the "hills" of Appalachia.... it is always where their heart calls home and it always draws them back -- if only in their mind.  So with that thought, I'm going to proceed to share some of my pictures that Mike and I have captured while right here in our own backyard.  I hope you enjoy this tour of our homeplace as much as we do living here.  And while we're at it... click on the link below to the song by Mr. Alan Cathead Johnston, one of Appalachia's true authentic treasures.  His song, "Let the music take you there"... goes right along with our "Welcome back to Appalachia Ponderings Tour" today.  So enjoy and I'll try not to stay away so long again.


Our Home is just beyond the top left trees that you see in the picture below.  We literally live right "on the river" as I often say.  In this area, almost everything centers around water.  We live beside the river and on Hurricane Creek, but within this area there is Cedar Creek, Island Creek, John's Creek, Joe's Creek, Mud Creek, Calf Creek, Bull Creek, Racoon Creek, Chloe Creek, Ratliff Creek, Robinson Creek, Knox Creek, Peter Creek, Camp Creek, ...just to name a very few.  Folks built their homes along these waters.  A yankee friend of mine from LaPorte Indiana once asked me why we didn't build up on the mountains (which some folks do) and I said to him, "You obviously haven't seen our mountains).  So folks for centuries built their homes along the creeks and rivers here and the mountains rose up behind them like a giant protector from the outside world.  Flash flooding is a real problems in this area, but there is no doubt as to Appalachia's beauty.  Just take a look for yourself...



You never know what you're going to see from my home office window.  Our backyard is teeming with plant and animal life and it is so beautiful if you take the time to stop and study it.  Below is one little common creature that I spied one day while it was taking a rest in the spring sunshine right outside my window:
The plantlife is full and lush right now in mid-May and so beautiful.  It would take a long time to show you all of it and in a subsequent post, I plan to concentrate on some of the beautiful flowering plants of the area, but for now...come take walk on the thick carpet of grass beneath avenues of tall trees whose canopy covers tower overhead like giant umbrellas...so beautiful:
If you're from this area, doesn't this make you homesick to come back for a visit?  And if you're not a native, you should come check out the beauty of both the countryside and the people here.  The vistas are breathtakingly beautiful, the backroads are winding and you'll find yourself relaxing and actually enjoying the ride without the worry of traffic and you can feel the stress leave you as you take in all that Appalachia has to offer. There is nothing like being here in person, as the pictures can't do justice to the magnificient views and simple beauty here.  But if you can't make it in person, or until you do... Use this link and sit back and let the music take you there... featuring the raw and beautiful music of Mr. Alan Cathead Johnson,
Nothing like Appalachia.... no place on earth quite like it and it's where I'm blessed to call home...