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Joe’s maternal grandparents: Jay Ichabod Kissock Photo obviously taken shortly after their marriage in Windham, New York on Jan. 1, 1909 |
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Pat’s paternal grandfather: Lloyd Augustus |
I'm Joseph Raymond Travis
[just call me 'Joe'] and my wife is Patricia Irene (Manning) Travis [just call
her 'Pat']. I welcome you to my latest
attempt at a Web site.
I confess, Web Page design
is not my passion.
I'm willing to put up with the effort involved only
to the extent that it provides me with a way to share my interest in
genealogy. In a sense, that interest is
inherited. My mother, Phyllis Marie
Kissock (Phyl K. Travis), must have spent hundreds of hours researching and
entering data in old genealogy ledgers.
If you've seen these ledgers, you know something about the effort
involved. My own interest was rekindled
as I began to enjoy playing with computers.
I bought one of the earliest versions of FamilyTreeMaker when it was
still a DOS program [for you computer 'newbies', that's before Windows]. I never entered info in genealogy ledgers
again!
I began by inputting my own data, then
mother's. Not long after, the Internet
began to evolve into the World Wide Web.
Web-based genealogy resources began to trickle in, but quickly became a
flood. The flood continues unabated. Thousands of hours of work by dedicated
people becomes available weekly, perhaps daily. I'm like the proverbial 'kid in a candy store'. My wife, Pat, is constantly amused at my
excitement when I find new sites, new connections and new 'cousins'.
My data has grown and I currently make it available
at RootsWeb's World Connect site (you'll find a link at the bottom of the
page). But be forewarned, I don't
pretend to be a real 'genealogist'. To
be honest, I am somewhat less interested in the exact component of my 'genes'
than in the 'story' that genealogy tells.
Hidden behind each name is a person with the same basic hopes, dreams
and fears that we all share. They may
be separated from us in time and place but far less separated in soul and
spirit.
Shakespeare:
As You Like It; Act 2, Scene 7
"All the world's a stage, and all the men and
women merely players:"
There is a
single stage upon which we must 'play' the story of our lives. We are permitted only a limited number of
'acts' and are not told when the play must end. That stage is History. It
can limit the size of the stage, the range of scenery we are permitted to use
and the tools/props available. The
'acts' of our play are pre-defined and include childhood, adulthood and old
age. History even defines the 'roles'
we may play ; be it as Noble, Servant or Slave. That role is defined as the 'play' begins by the mere accident of
our 'place' at birth. Some roles cannot
be changed and others are changed by the capricious whims of fortune or
misfortune. Still others may be changed
only at great risk, effort or sacrifice.
Finally, we are not permitted to know when our play will end - as it
ends with the ending of our lives.
Despite the limits that the stage of History
imposes; each person's 'play' is different and within each there is much to
learn as we attempt to move upon our own stage. But to understand each 'play', we must understand History. If my own 'eyes' are keen enough and if I
can understand what I 'see', perhaps I can learn something useful as I prepare
to enter the 'final act' in my own play.
But then again, perhaps my bespectacled eyes are too dim and I just 'ain't
that smart'. Whatever; I still find the
whole thing fascinating as hell - beats the snot out of anything on the
boob-tube.
Things to consider as you
view my material:
As a child, I spent quite some time in Oklahoma and
attending Native Indian gatherings, 'Stomp Dances', etc. My family even spent a short period of time
actually living in the Isletta Pueblo near Albuquerque. It became a bit embarrassing trying to
explain that I belonged to no 'Tribe'.
My childhood embarrassment at being ‘just white’ faded
and I would later trace many of my 'lines' to early Pilgrims. A few traced to the Mayflower, but more to
the flood of English immigrants that immediately followed and associated with
'Winthrop's Fleet'. Still, it reflected
such a narrow 'page' of History.
English, English, English - it just lacked 'zest' and 'color'. Eventually I was able to find significant
Dutch roots and some French Huguenot's - these provided some 'zest'. Finally I found Minnie (Van Drexler) Van
Dreksal. She was a Mohawk maiden raised
by a Dutch family. Through her I am
1/32nd Mohawk. That may not
be much, but I'm proud of it nonetheless.
My ancestry now has a splash of 'color'.
A few of my major surnames
Beers
| Conine | Cook(e) | Kissock
| Soule | Crispell | Irish
| Houghtaling
View my genealogy data at:
Joe & Pat's personal
pages: