Ideas for Further Research

Susan Moore, Pete's daughter, contributes ideas for further research:

 

you know that we are related to the evans of colorado

john evans family were quakers from around greensboro

they sold off their possessions and moved to indiana or illnois because they were anti slavery

when he was 16 john left home to put himself through medical school because he parents didn't want him to become a doctor

he practiced in southern indiana or illinois

he started northwestern university

moved to denver and became the second territorial governor of colorado

appointed by President Lincoln whom he had met when he was working on the underground railroad and Lincoln was campaigning for president

unfortunately while he was on a trip out of colorado the infamous sand creek massacre happened (a militia action not a government military action)

so he was removed as governor

he also was a gambler

and a banker

interesting

his daughter (i think) married Hudson Moore

who i think was the nephew of granddad's uncle

i'm fuzzy on the last few 'facts'

interesting huh

there also was a famous Bob or Bill Moore in Oklahoma territory who was an outlaw

maybe Hudson"s relative?

just a few thoughts

Memories of the Danville Home on North Main Street

Grandfather James Sims, Cora's husband, died when Pete was still a toddler. Inez remained in the home  with Cora and Pete after her husband Ernest Moore left, moving back to Charlottesville. I asked Pete about his memories of living in the home as a young child. He responded in an email.

 

 After Mom (Inez) remarried, I was transferred to Nannie's bed. I was about four years old. Before long I was moved to the finished attic, which I shared with old trunks containing my grandfathers's books and stuff, a dressmaker's dummy, odds and ends typical of an attic in those days A bit unusual to have a pretty decently completed room as the attic, at least in a working-class neighborhood. Hot in summer, cold in winter. Didn't have a pot----no need at that age. I remember that I could crawl out on the roof through the rear dormer window and go directly into the cherry tree, and thence to the ground.

There was no basement ( not having a boiler we didn't need one ), just a crawl space about four feet high. There was a combination coalhouse/storage behind and near the house. It was near enough to the street that coal could be shoveled in through a special small door. There was a concrete floor, as I recall. When I was big enough it was my job to fill and bring in the coal scuttle, as well as chop the kindling. Many memories of that backyard: eating cherries and grapes, getting stung by stepping on bees under the grape arbor (discarded grape skins), trekking though the grape arbor to the johnny-house, learning at least three ways to kill a chicken.

Email memory from Pete: the train wreck of Ole 97

Pete sent an email with a link to YouTube song of Roy Acuff or Johhny Cash singing the folk song about the famous wreck. This has a family link, as Pete explains below. He says:

"This is full of memories, besides having heard th song a hundred times, I was told that my grandfather (James Sims ? ) took my mother (Inez) and uncle  (which uncle?) as children to see the wreckage (it was in easy walking distance from their house) a day or so after the wreck on a Sunday. his first day off from work-----the work week was six days a week, ten hours a day back then, in the good old days."

If you are interested,  and the link no longer works, you can Google the link to:  youtube ole 97 train wreck. (For you neophytes, rightclick on the link below!)

 http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vTBF6gj_K9M

From: Pete Moore