After working all morning at school, I (Ilene) decided to go and visit Achillis Blanchard. He lives in an old yellow painted house surrounded by a large hedge that goes around the lot of the house. He was all alone that afternoon because his wife had gone on a short trip for the day. I introduced myself and he invited me in. I asked if I might take a few notes while we talked because I had such a bad memory. He told me he didn’t know very much about the family, but he was willing to answer the questions I asked. The following notes are what information I obtained from my talking with him.
Previous to the Revolutionary War and it is supposed about the year 1700, Andrew Hickenlooper emigrated to America from Holland [actually, Germany]. He was married and settled in Pennsylvania. His wife’s Chrisitan name was Catherine but I am not in possession of her family name. They had three sons and three daughters as follows: Andrew, Adam, and George, and Mary, Ann and Margaret. Mary married James Ayes, Ann married William Haney, and Margaret married John Davis. All the family except George moved to western Pennsylvania and he remained on his father’s homestead.
January 2, 1904
Over fourscore long and toilsome years
I let my memory roam,
And thing of the hopes, the joys and tears
Since I left my childhood home.
In New York, the Empire State,
I first saw the light of day
‘Twas there I lived in innocence
‘Twas there I learned to pray.
Twelve short years soon passed away
Without even a care
But now the time had come to stray
From a land so bright and fair.
These stories are excerpts from a collection about [Francillo Durfee]. by [Janis Durfee]
Immediately upon his return from Council Bluffs in the fall of 1849, Francillo and Cynthia joined James in the Weber Valley. David Moore, George and Frederick Barker, and Robert Porter and their families came as well, making some twenty-three persons in all. A few more settlers came in November (David Moore, Ogden).
The winter of 1849–50 was severe with deep snow. Several head of cattle and sheep died during the winter.
Compiled by Gary Hanson
(Much of the following information is taken from the large and small Barker-Chadwick record books; Joseph Barker mission letters, journals, and notebooks; The Barker Odyssey by Don W. Barker, Iowa Falls, Iowa; family biographical sketches, and family group sheets.)
In 1830 the English government furnished transportation to America for a number of poor families. It is said that among them were the families of George, Frederick, and James Barker and their sister, Harriet Barker Jarrel, who sailed to America in March 1830.
Frederick Barker was a great story teller, but refused to record any of the stories. Ionia, LaVar’s wife took down the first section in shorthand from Frederick.
Jerrie Barker writes “One day we conspired to get some of his stories on tape, so Lavar hid the microphone. Grandfather was going strong when LaVar pulled out the microphone and said something like, “see you can do it.” Grandfather shut up and we could no longer get him to tell his stories because he was afraid he was being recorded.”
Frederick Barker and Ann Bligh, parents of Henry Barker, were married in England, Feb. 18, 1822, and settled down at Diss, Eng., where four children were born to them: Matilda, Mary Ann, James, and Sarah. The family set sail for America March 23, 1830, in the “New Brunswick,” encountering a severe siege of smallpox during the ocean voyage, the father becoming so afflicted that a bed sheet taken from his bed would stand alone. The mother, however escaped the disease and was able to wait on the afflicted.
TODO For ease of reading/finding, the stories here should be split up into separates pages or discarded if they duplicate already existing content. -- Kyle
Compiled for the Henry Lewis Jensen — Florence Hickenlooper Family Reunion of July 7, 2006.
Jean Bergen Ohai, July 2006
12 July 2006, Florence Hickenlooper Jensen’s Flower Garden added
13 July 2006, Florence Hickenlooper Jensen’s Preliminaries to a Fried Chicken Dinner added
From Aunt Jean:
By Della H. Barker
Dr. Lowell F. Barker, 94, of Medford, OR, founding president of Merced Community College in Merced, CA, died peacefully on August 21 at the Rogue Valley Manor in Medford, OR, after a long illness caused by a stroke.
Edmund Rice was born about 1594. In 1639 he immigrated from Berkhampstead, England, to Sudbury, Massachusetts, which he helped to settle. He served as "selectman" of the town in 1644, deacon of the church (Puritan) in 1648, and in 1656 was one of the thirteen petitioners who besought the General Court of Massachusetts for a new plantation saying;
Jonathan Pugmire, Senior, and Thomas Cartwright discharged by Judge Whitehead, at Chester, England. The judge Whitehead, at Chester, costs of prosecution or witnesses to be said by the Crown. It was very evident that the Church of England ministers were at the bottom of the machinations, and were sorely discomfited at the result. I insert the statement of the unfortunate occurrence given by Jonathan Pugmire, Junior;
Talk given by Brother. C. Jorgensen
My dear Brothers, Sisters, and Friends, I feel highly honored this afternoon being asked by the family to say a few words on this solemn occasion.
Funeral Service of Vanese Barker Mathews
31 December 1985
College Park Ward
The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints
3790 East-West Highway
Transcribed by Sharon Mathews with additional transcription
and editing by Dennis B. Mathews and Lydia Mathews
Ilene “interviewed” her mother, Vanese Barker Mathews, over a period of time by asking her questions. This is a summary of Ilene’s notes on what her mother told her.
10/30/78 Question – Tell me about buying the house in 1946.
Response – Chose it because it had some yard. Rather have been on the side, but none of those were left. Remember Ilene sliding down the stairs in her birthday suit. We were glad to be in house and out of a couple of rooms. The house seemed much large then than now.
By Cary Shelton
It was just a few days before Christmas. I was a 17 year old high school senior. Although my grandmother had been in the hospital for several weeks and was dying from cancer, it had been awhile since I had seen her. I was shocked at what I saw when I went with my parents, aunts, uncles and grandfather to visit her that cold snowy wintry night. There on a sterile hospital bed I saw someone I loved very much, incoherent and full of pain. She did not recognize me or anyone else in the room. She screamed. She cried. She made sounds.
Born 7 June 1887 the youngest of three children of Oliver Libby and Flora Ann Carleton Maloon, Bessie May Maloon was named for her grandmother, Betsey Bradley Andrews Carleton – Bessie being as close to Betsey as they dared to come as Betsey was not a popular name at that time. Bessie herself changed the spelling of her middle name May to Mae. She never liked the name of Mae and eventually had her name legally changed to Bessie Maloon, omitting her middle name entirely when she went to Europe in 1926.
A portion of the diary’s front cover – the full size of the closed book measures 6 ?” w x 15 ?” h x ?” thick. The covers are book boards covered with decorative printed paper. The spin appears to be leather. At least one page has been cut out of the front.
Aunt Lillian Emelia Johnson Maloon, the youngest daughter and fourth child of John Albert Johnson and Mary Anderson, was born October 22, 1889 in Jamaica Plain (off Center Street), Boston, Suffolk County, Massachusetts. She was christened in the Lutheran Church on Emerald Street, Boston. (This building was moved to Dorchester and is now known as the Emmanuel Church.) When she was about one and one-half years old, Aunt Lillian’s family moved to Roslindale and here she lived until she graduated from High School.