I went on to Belfast, Ireland by myself to continue my search
for my roots. I spent the first 2 days in archives trying to
find records and I came up with a marriage agreement of
my great-grandfather to his lst wife, a marriage certificate
of his marriage to Annie Porter who became my great-
grandmother and his, William Cummin's will. I then made
contact with my relatives whose grandfather and my
grandfather were brothers. I had a super time with them
& they could not have made me feel more welcome!
Dov went to the central part of England to visit with
a friend from childhood he had not connected with for
39 years. He also had a fabulous time!
I had a great time taking photos of the statues around Belfast's city hall. This is yet another ferris wheel similar but smaller than the London Eye.
Church where I too lit candles for my journey and
friends, family back home.
turned into office space. A few photos of my time
there in my tiny single room which I loved!
One of the brothers (Gordon David) to my
grandfather, William (Billy) Cummins. They
looked very similar. Billy emigrated to Canada
and helped sponsor this brother too.
This would be Willy's uncle who wanted my
grandfatherto become a minister of the
Presbyterian Church. Willy wanted to be a
doctor but was told he was to study religion.
So he left for Canada..and
became a farmer in Chilliwack where he married
my grandmother and had several children, one
of whom was my birth mother, Eileen Cummins.
My great-grandparents, William Cummins
and Annie Elizabeth Porter. Williams first
wife died childless and 18 yrs. older than him.
By law he inherited a sizeable farm, a big issue
between him and her family. He was a farm
labourer at the time of the marriage.With Annie,
shown here, they had 7 children. I was able to
obtain a copy of their marriage certificate from
the City Hall at Newry, N. Ireland.
This is Annie's mother making her my great-
great grandmother....Porter side. Will include
names when I recover from storage.
This is my other great-great grandmother on my
Cummins side...being William Cummings mother.
The name is in storage in London but I will add
when I return to Vancouver. This is my
great-great grandfather on the Cummins side...
the father of William Cummins who inherited
the farm and the grandfather of my grandfather.
and....this is my great-great-great grandfather Cummins!
Dinner out at the golf club.
Part of the diary farm owned by David and Alister.
Loved this photo....sheep on many hill sides.
To the far left is the front door which you will see later overgrown.
The front door.....
If only buildings could talk...
Yes....where the past walks.
An opening in one of the walls of an outbuilding.
The garage and the chicken coop area.
Stitchery made by Mildred many years ago.
Following is a respresentation of the Roman Catholic cathedral in Newry. Very unusual in many ways and surprisingly lovely.
Newry itself...a river divided into two canals.
Where Don, David's brother, lives. He went with Grace and I to the Cathedral and also to the cemetery.I really enjoyed his sense of humour.
At the bottom is the name of Annie Cummins who was a Porter before she got married.
Don and I at the Porter family plot.
In the family's church this silver cup was dedicated to the father, William Cummins and Annie, his wife.
This table as well.
Grace's garden
A lovely door on her outbuilding.
A beautiful old outbuilding at Grace & Alister's.
Following are some photos of around the farm.
Alister with his daughter, who is in her mid 20's.
grandfather, William (Billy) Cummins. They
looked very similar. Billy emigrated to Canada
and helped sponsor this brother too.
This would be Willy's uncle who wanted my
grandfatherto become a minister of the
Presbyterian Church. Willy wanted to be a
doctor but was told he was to study religion.
So he left for Canada..and
became a farmer in Chilliwack where he married
my grandmother and had several children, one
of whom was my birth mother, Eileen Cummins.
My great-grandparents, William Cummins
and Annie Elizabeth Porter. Williams first
wife died childless and 18 yrs. older than him.
By law he inherited a sizeable farm, a big issue
between him and her family. He was a farm
labourer at the time of the marriage.With Annie,
shown here, they had 7 children. I was able to
obtain a copy of their marriage certificate from
the City Hall at Newry, N. Ireland.
This is Annie's mother making her my great-
great grandmother....Porter side. Will include
names when I recover from storage.
This is my other great-great grandmother on my
Cummins side...being William Cummings mother.
The name is in storage in London but I will add
when I return to Vancouver. This is my
great-great grandfather on the Cummins side...
the father of William Cummins who inherited
the farm and the grandfather of my grandfather.
and....this is my great-great-great grandfather Cummins!
still works. She is about 85 yrs and has a great memory
still. She lives here with her son, David, who is about late
50's. He and his brother own the farm here.
photos and had tea and goodies made by Louie. Louie is the
widow of David Gordon, the same generation as my mother,
Eileen.
See above.
to make me feel very welcome. She did her very best
to bring out photos and any other records of family.
and me. They never knew I existed until I phoned the
day before I showed up by taxi.
he also owns with Alister. Both Alister and his daughter
work the farm as well.
Sheila) and her husband, Kenneth who live about l hr.
away.
This is their atrium, breakfast room and spread fit for a queen.
The night before I was treated with them to a lovely
dinner at
the local golf club.
Dinner out at the golf club.
Part of the diary farm owned by David and Alister.
Loved this photo....sheep on many hill sides.
one of several children. It sits right next to a very narrow
country road not far from where Louie and David live. The
house, seen here, was lived in at this time. Even at this time
it appears to be sinking into the ground. The following
photos show the building barely showing under the over-
growth of trees, bushes and ivy.
To the far left is the front door which you will see later overgrown.
She is standing by the front door where there
was a garden. This same area is completely
overgrown and I had a photo of myself taken
in this same spot.
amazing time for me! I love the
shot of the trees and road as a portal..
The front door.....
separate from the living and sleeping quaarters.
down to where the trees are on the right. Now owned by
another family but the same crops....as if it were yesterday.
The family had a vegetable garden in this area as well.
If only buildings could talk...
grow. To the back is the kitchen area.
Slate roof which is now very expensive.
Yes....where the past walks.
An opening in one of the walls of an outbuilding.
The garage and the chicken coop area.
Stitchery made by Mildred many years ago.
And still does not use glasses at 94!
Mildred, widow of Cyril, who was the eldest son of the
Mildred, widow of Cyril, who was the eldest son of the
daughter of William Cummins.
A young spirit in an old body. Mildred made me very welcome
even over the phone when I phoned her the first day in Newry.
She shared tea and ham/cheese sandwiches in her parlour in
her very big home in Newry. She was as spry as a tiny
sparrow and did not miss a beat!
Here she is ready to hike down the hill to the fish market to
bring back fish for herself and a friend. She politely refused
my offer of a ride in a taxi. Off she went....
keep up...but she is doing very well.
She found in the bottom of the piano bench an envelope
with some of the best of photos of great-great Cummins
and kindly lent them to me to get copies.
Thank you, Mildred...you are a gem!
Driving to Ringclare 'old farm'.....
day when I was in Newry. A couple of times
a year this Protestant group makes a showing to the community of their presence.
Following is a respresentation of the Roman Catholic cathedral in Newry. Very unusual in many ways and surprisingly lovely.
Newry itself...a river divided into two canals.
Where Don, David's brother, lives. He went with Grace and I to the Cathedral and also to the cemetery.I really enjoyed his sense of humour.
At the bottom is the name of Annie Cummins who was a Porter before she got married.
Don and I at the Porter family plot.
Don's wife is buried. He was left to raise 4 girls.
church. It was used as a
Sunday school.
In the family's church this silver cup was dedicated to the father, William Cummins and Annie, his wife.
This table as well.
grandparents attended. This is also where they
brought the children, one of whom was my
grandfather, William (Billy) Cummins.
very kind of them. Grace was a huge help driving me
to Newry with Don and also to the graveyards as well
as to catch my bus when I did leave this
community. The last night I was with them, Grace &
Alister treated me to one of the best dinners for a
very long time at the neighbourhood pub! Wow!
Alister, Don's grandfather and my grandfather who came
to Canada were brothers.
across from Grace and Alister's.
Grace's garden
A lovely door on her outbuilding.
A beautiful old outbuilding at Grace & Alister's.
and his father made these steps.
Following are some photos of around the farm.
Alister with his daughter, who is in her mid 20's.
shuttle bus to Newgrange, a Megalithic shaft
burial mound/astrological edifice in the Boyne
Valley area of Ireland. Built 3200 BC it is
older than the pyramids of Egypt.
It, along with Knowth, photos to come, was
built to tack time calenrically and astronomically.
The cruciform chamber of Newgrange is at the end
of a l9 metre shaft. It is 6 ft. higher than the ground
at the entrance and it is world famous for the shaft
of light that finds its way through the entrance right
to the centre of the chamber at Winter Solstice...
illuminating both passage and chamber. It is
estimated that it took a work force of 300 men , 20
years to complete Newgrange.
Newgrange has 47 kerbstones surrounding the
structure...from this we get curbstone! These
stones have spirals mainly on them....a symbol
of continuity and infinity.
sack and roller bag. It was pouring with rain and windy
and my old umbrella turned inside out continuously. I
could not take my roller bag through this shaft to the
burial site but had to 'store' it outside. Part of the way
through this shaft you have turn sideways to fit through.
around this megalithic structure, 1000 yrs. older than
the pyramids.
Valley. Could we possibly get our word 'know', 'knowledge'
from this? This passageway is illuminated from winter Oct.-
end of February as the sun in a progressive manner makes
its way into the passageway and chamber.
Wow! What an amazing experience for you Mom!
ReplyDeleteOne day I would love to visit Ireland with you...and even my grandchildren. Wonderful relatives who I now know as friends.
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