Paula I just had a understanding problem. All is very well. Thanks Jean

DavNeen I am very sorry if i misunderstood what you were trying to say but Im just an old hard head and my husband says I only listen to what I want to hear. Ha: Please join us in exploring Scotland and I hope you enjoy our Adventure.

Hi Crawfor list, I'm looking for an Abram Crawford b 1806 NY he might also be Abraham? He married Lydia Miller b 1810 NY, I do not have a marriage date or their parents. The children all born in Van Buren Co., Mich. are as follows Lucinda b 10-12-1837 m Harry A. Carpenter 10-8-1853, Adeline b 1841 m Alfred B. Palmer 12-11-1859 Paw Paw, Mich., Olinda b 1843 & Ema J. b1847. Any help would be greatly appreciated. Linda dcarp3931@aol.com

In our adventure we have reached Aberdeen. My husband was born in Torry,Aberdeen. He left there after some gradeschool due to his father being a sea Captain. But his heart was in Aberdeen. And he came back to live again when he was 11. The city is called the city of Roses or The city of Granite. They have white granite and pink granite. Everything in downtown is white granite.And alot of private homes are pink granite . In the sun the granite gives a twinkle or shine to the buildings. Many of the buildings are huge with big columns with huge wide steps going up to the large doors. very old and proud. Now as we went down the wide streets in the car, my husband got tears in his eyes, and said oh my poor Aberdeen what have they done to you. I was so sad for him, The proud city is so dirty the streets littered and dirty garbage in black bags waiting outside the stores waiting for garbage day. The people were wall to wall and I saw very few Scots. With the oil riggs off shore the world is there, and very rude. The Scots are such a proud people and very kind ,so you have to understand just how devastating this really is. Well I cant really describe more of Aberdeen because all I have to do is see my husbands face while hes looking around and it says it all. We saw the stature of William Wallace and going down the hill below him the shield and 2 lions one on either side enormous and quite beautiful, made of red flowers on a yellow flower background. The parks are still beautiful with the huge gardens and the roses so big a woman could wear one as a hat, that smells delicious. On King Street is the Aberdeen & N.E. Scotland Family History Society. 164 King St, Aberdeen, AB24 5BD Tel:+44 (0) 1224 646323 Fax: +44 (0) 1224 639096 E-Mail: anesfhs@rsc.co.uk Website:http://www.rsc.co.uk/anesfhs Founded in 1978 the Society aims to help members to trace their family histories using the sources available in the Research Centre and elsewhere. The Society is a member of the Scottish Accociation of Family History Societies and is a registered charity. JOURNAL : A quarterly Journal is sent to all members. The Queries/Help section can be of great help to members who think they have reached a dead end in their research. This is a very inportant research tool for us. Any birth, marriage, and death records are at the Registors Office a different place and from 1856 on. But before that they don't have. These people were wonderful. To become a member may be your ticket to finding people way back. its 12.00pounds a year. Im sure all of the info is on their web site. They were wonderful to me. All of the parrish records in Scotland are now central in Edinbourgh, And in Aberdeen. And these people have everything. I feel between the Registor and the Society if I had time I would have gone back a long way. As it was I found 4 more generations in most of the surnames I was trying to find. I encourage you to try the web site and see what they can do for you. Remember the Registor office is also a wonderful tool. If I can help in any way let me know. Now we meet the cousins. Later Jean

Hello Everyone. Recently joined the Crawford List and hope someone can help me on this one. I'm seeking parent & sibling leads for ALEXANDER CRAWFORD, b. 12/22/1822 in Mercer Co., PA. I have one source that indicates he may be a "Jr." Alex arrived in Genoa, DeKalb Co., IL in Nov. 1839. On the 1840 census, he was working as hired labor for a local farmer. On 12/25/1845 in DeKalb Co., IL he married LAURA SHURTLEFF. They raised five children: Theresa, Henry Wm., Howard Milton, Everard C., and Berton. Alexander died on 11/2/1902. His obit states there is one surviving brother in California and one sister in Anamosa, Iowa. On the 1840 Census, another Alexander Crawford, age 40-50 and also b. in PA, appears in a neighboring township. The 1850 census shows three children at home; Elizabeth (25), Woods (21), and Henrietta(18), all born in Ohio. There is also another Henrietta in the household; the age is not clear but appears to be (81). Have not been able to make a connection between these two Alexanders. I have traced Woods Crawford to Lake Co., CA. Any info on this Crawford line would be greatly appreciated! . . . . . . . . . . Barb

I woke up alive here in GA. And its a beautiful day. My son thought maybe you would like to follow along on a map so heres the towns to follow along with me. The castle that we had to walk down and struggle up the mountain was DUNNOTTAR. London, Salisbury (stopped),Stonehenge/Woodhenge/Strawhenge/Old Sarum(Side Trip),Bath,Bristol, Tewkesbury (Stopped), Birmingham,Wolverhampton,Stoke-On- Trent,Manchester,Grenta Green,Ecclefechan(Stopped) Lockerbie,Edinburgh,Perth,Dundee(Stopped,Carnoustie, Arbroath, Montrose,(Dunnottar Castle)nearStonehaven,. Aberdeen(Stopped). >From Perth all of the way to Aberdeen was breathtaking. We went by the North Sea Route and along the way were rolling hills and stone fences. You see Scotland was volcanic 300Million years ago. The only way to clear their fields was to make stone fences about 3ft high. The fields were either full of sheep that were just sheered, or cattle,or fields of grain waving in the slight wind. The weather was still with us bright, clear and clean. On the right side of the car you would see the North Sea crystal blue tinted with green ,and the stark blue sky above. No planes and some ships on the horizon. Huge tankers of oil. I found that so sad . The oil has taken some of Scotland astray. On the right side of the car near the Sea were dotted with small villages. Much as the were 2,3,4 hundred years age. The Church in many villages were in the middle of the villages. All homes were made of stone and many used to be (but and bens)(sp) That means two rooms with a bed built into the wall of the kitchen and maybe a bed in the living room. Rooms about 7x7. Now most have been redone. The old cottages had thatched roofs. And some had a redish tile for the roof. and some now have regular roofs. The seemed to be a time worp. They were and are fisherpeople. You can see the fisher nets drying in the sun and weathered men with little round hats with a small brim walking. Most of these are older Scots. You see this beauty all up the coast. On the left side of the car were dotted huge stone homes behind very large trees. And the stone fences allaround the fields with patches of forest on the hillside. Very deep green and dark. Almost like the warriors were hiden there. We finally got to Aberdeen. Now thats another story. See you shortly my grandbaby just came to see me.

Jean, i just recently joined the Crawford list---haven't even made a posting yet--but wanted to tell you i enjoy reading about your trip and the sights you've seen and the history you've related. your postings aren't so long that they become boring and your descriptions are so vivid it makes me feel a closer connection to the land of my ancestors. Thank You for taking the time to share your experience! judy

To all, This is the third time I have sent this message. Hopefully there are some new folks on this site recently, that might be able to contribute some additional information on the subject. I will keep trying in any case. I have just returned from a couple of weeks visiting in Scotland. One of the more elusive locations, as far as finding much information about it, is the family of Crawfords that came from Kilbirnie and moved near Struthers and Cupar in the Kingdom of Fife. This is not my family line, as my only interest in this was more in seeing who and where they lived and viewing the edifice involved. It has been referred to, as the Crawford Lodge, Priory and others. The small amount of information that I have is as listed below and I am in hopes someone can provide any additional material. I have seen and have taken pictures of this ruin and if anyone is interested, contact me on private email and I can send you a copy in Jpg format. For those who have seen this message twice before please bear with me, hopefully as I keep positing this we will find someone who has some information. In Kilbirnie....... [1] The Fourth Viscount George Crawfurd succeeded as the 21st Earl of Crawford upon the death of John Earl of Lindsay, 20th Earl of Crawford. He married December 26th, 1755, Jane Hamilton the daughter of Robert Hamilton, of Bourker Hill. He lived in Kilbirnie Castle until it burned in 1757 and was never rebuilt.. The family then move to and resided in Fifeshire near Struthers. He died at Crawford Lodge, on the 11th of August, 1781 and was succeeded by his eldest son, George, as the 22nd Earl of Crawford who died in 1808 unmarried and the line ceased to exist. [2] I also received from another contact, information that was included in a book written in the late 1890's. It states the following. CRAWFORD PRIORY: a mansion in the North of Cults parish central Fife near the right bank of the Eden, 3 miles South West of Cupar. Built in 1813 by Lady Mary Lindsay Crawford who in 1808 had succeeded to the Crawford Lindsay estates on the death of her brother the 22nd Earl of Crawford. It was originally a splendid castel-lated edifice in the Gothic style but fell into neglect and dilapidation till in 1871-72 it was thoroughly renovated and enlarged. A carriage porch and vestibule being then erected at the south entrance and a Gothic tower and spire 115 feet high at the East side, whilst a portion of the interior was converted into a private Episcopal chapel. To me, even in ruins it is a magnificent looking edifice and must have been very impressive in its prime. Any assistance will be appreciated.....Mike Crawford......... Montana

An American Family www.homestead.com/AnAmericanFamily Favorites www.homestead.com/ColeLinks Any good thing follows the will of the people, not arbitrary rules. My vote is for more of Andrews descriptions. Andrew, type on; and thanks! Alan Cole 4746 Bordeaux Lane, Mason, Ohio 45040 (760) 281-9888, voice / (760) 281-9879, fax AlanRayCole@USA.net An American Family, plain text edition: www.homestead.com/alancole To see the full version, enable Java in your computer settings, use a current browser, and set the monitor resolution to at least 1024 x 768. .

Don't stop now Jean, by your words I can see places that I would like to but never be able to visit. Much better than reading a book or seeing a movie. Keep up the good words and be danged with the ones that don't believe this is genealogy. Let them use the delete button. My Mother was a Crawford with her grandfather coming from Greene Co., GA. JoAnn in TX ________________________________________________________ NetZero - We believe in a FREE Internet. Shouldn't you? Get your FREE Internet Access and Email at http://www.netzero.net/download/index.html

Jean, And I'm enjoying your tale, too. Post at will. Paula Naujalis, Crawford List Manager Proud Donor to Rootsweb Paula's Modest Genealogy Homepage http://cyber.wmis.net/~naujalis

Thank you, you are most kind. I really appreciate everyone being so patient with my bad spelling.I will get to all of the Crawford History shortly and give you All neat info on the Aberdeen and North-East Scotland Familly History Society.

Denise McMahon I must get with my granddaughter on the name of the castle. I suggested she keep a daily journal. Ill let you know Pierson I'll check with my son on this problem he's a programer. His phone line is busy right now. We came across the Scotish border at Gretna Green. Gretna Green has a wonderful history. When I came across the border the sun sparkled alittle more and the grass was greener ,and swaying softly , was the wheat. I think it was wheat maybe rye. But golden like wheat. Gretna is just a small town the main area is circular with white cottages with black trim There is a bunch of ordinary gift shops in this area. But the exciting thing was the blacksmith shop. It is now a musuem. People of the 17 and 18 hundreds would fly with their ladies there from England to get married over the anvil. I walked toward the musuem and I saw a piper and heard the haunting sounds of bagpipes. He had a beautiful white beard and nice looking legs Ha! , a blue and red tartan and the tam. I sat at a beautiful fountain that made soft music and heard the haunting bagpipe at the same time. Ive always wanted to be there and even with the modern gift shops nearby I went back in time and imagined a time of horses, carriages,ladies and their lovers getting married over the anvil. I went into the musuem and saw three wedding gowns of different periods. I read the history of Gretna and lo and behold I hear a Scot speaking in the next room. I looked in and saw a wedding taking place over the anvil. The preacher had on a kilt and had a hammer in his hand. He spoke with a heavy broge and the couple were old and I mean old. I stood in awe when the Scot hit the hammer on the anvil and they were remarried. They still perform marriages there all of the time. My husband thought I was nuts. Ha. We got a bed and breakfast about 4 miles away in the town of Ecclefechan. It was called the Carlyes House. Over 200 years old. Across the street was the birthplace of Thomas Carlyle his house was built in 1793. He rubbed shoulders with Dickens, Darwin, and Thackeray. This Im quoting from a paper I kept. His beginnings in Ecclefechan had a strong impact on Carlyle and contributed to his development as one of the most powerful influences on 19th- century British thought. The next day we went about 10 miles to Lockabe where the plane crashed and said a prayer for all of the people who lost their lives and their families. Then we went through Edinbough and on up to Perth. More later Jean

Fear not, Sharon. You are not alone. I have a wealth of information on the Crawfords of Rutland/Oakham, MA, that I can share with you (and any others who are interested). Marty Lester lorilester@sprintmail.com Issac Valdez wrote: > Hi, > > Is there anyone on this list that is searching for Crawfords > in Mass and Rhode Island? I seem to be the only one! > > Sharon

I, for one, very much want to hear any and everything that you can tell me about Crawfords and their homeland. If you decide not to post to the list, please send it to me at my e-mail address. And thank you for taking the time to type it. June

Yes Dav Neen I believe it is geneology stuff. If your going to research it helps to know alittle bit about the country your kin came from. And remember geneology is all about those in the past and where and how they lived. I was just giving alittle background on my trip so we can get a feel through our mindseye of how it was and is in the United Kingdom. I was going to start tomorrow telling about the different sights and sounds of Scotland and what I found out about the Crawford and many other names which might help all of us to kknow our heritage. If i'm doing something wrong on this e-mail please tell me and I wont go any further.(old sgt) Jean Crawford

Hi, Is there anyone on this list that is searching for Crawfords in Mass and Rhode Island? I seem to be the only one! Sharon

Sorry is Bed and Breakfast not Bread and Breakfast.. An I forgot to tell you about Stonehenge. Itsa prehistoric monument of unique importance. Your driving along and wanting to see Stonehenge and all of a sudden there it is standing in the middle of a wheat field. Pow ! Stark against the bright blue sky. It took my breath away. No one is for sure what it is, but my granddaughter agrees with the theory of a huge clock where the people knew when to plant crops and and the different seasons were told by these huge stones. She was very excited about Stonehenge. And walked and walked around it and imagined the old times. Stonehenge is close to Salisbury. How these primitive peoples could put this together is a magnificent endever. Also the Cathedral has the tallest spire in England and I saw one of the four surviving copies of the Magna Carta there.

Well if you want to hear this story maybe I had better start from the first. My husband is Andrew M. Crawford and he was born in Aberdeen, Scotland. Hes 66 and in good health thank God. My son Scott is single and 31 and very interested in our history in Scotland. My granddaughter Jennifer 13 is also very interested so we took her. We figured that these two can tell and show the other 5 children and 14 grandchildren and 1 great granddaughter, the cousins, and where their history is. As you can tell we're very clanish. Ha. So we jumped on a plane and went on our Adventure. We landed in London on a bright and 69degree day. Got a rental car (Mercedes)sp wow! and started to Salisbury in the Southern part of England. Oh Boy what a ride. Left side driving(my son did it well) and an old lady trying to read a map and getting car sick from reading the map. Well they have roundabouts instead of traffic lights and if you dont hit the right road that branches off of this circle your on your way to disaster. The roads were like a one and !/2 lanes with a line down the middle. I saw beautiful country homes just like the books of the 1800's behind big trees and fantastic. Rolling hills and hedge fences, and alot of cows. We got to Salisbury and saw the most beautiful Cathedral the top pointed and sparkling in the sun. Knights are buried and Dames and Sirs in the floors under some kind of rock Knights were in marble caskets all over the place. The most beautiful colors from the windows you ever saw. You knew you were in the presence of a great power. We also went into an old English garden. This lady only opens it 3 days a year for charity purposes so we were very lucky. I wa! lked into the 17 and 18 hundreds. As I walked down the grass to the fish pond I felt like I could be there in that time. On my right was honeysuckle over a small hideaway with white wicker furniture. I had to get my picture taken there. Way across the grass from the hideaway were fruit trees all the way to a canel. (my spelling is terrible) Beautiful flowers, blue bells, roses everywhere, blackbarries on the stone walls and beautiful green lush grass everywhere. Very structured. I found a small summer house in this garden surrounded by sweet smelling roses. We then went to Andys cousins the Miltons. They lived in a stone condo I call it. Andys mothers brother is Alex and hes 96. Bright and smart and I got a copy of his lifes story. And all sorts of info on the Milton side. We had tea and scones and Scotish shortbread. They couldnt have be sweeter. From there we found a bread and breakfast. One big room for all 4 of us at 15 pounds a piece. We had breakfast in a glass inclosure. The English breakfast was sausage, eggs, broiled tomatoes, bacon (thats like ham) and fried bread. We stayed for 2 days and then jumped into the car and drove and drove. This time we got on a express way all the way to Scotland.

We went into London and then right away to Salisbury in the South of England. Then up the West coast to Scotland. Our trip was like a figure eight past Edinbough up the East Coast to Aberdeen. It was cool about 60 some the whole time. And some rain. Through the mist was a ruins of a castle on top of a huge rock small mountain. You had to walk down a huge hill with sheep all around I guess about 200 yds down. The North Sea coming at us from the left side. As I call it the small mountain straight ahead. On the right side the North sea was hiting the huge rocks that were worn away by the sea. I felt our past all around us. Cut through the mountain,near the base, was a cave to the sea. The force of the North Sea was awsome. We then had to walk up the small mountain on stone steps and I'm 61 years old. Belive me, I looked back from where I came and thought, Jean your stupid. Your going to die here, you'll never make it back, so I said what the heck and went on. Ha. I! got to the top of the small mountain and could'nt believe the beauty of it all. A whole village and castle in ruins was in the mist. It seemed to come alive. (with my imagination). A chapel with a couple of walls still standing all made of stone. Castle on the left over looking the sea. The kitchens were still there ,dark and if they only had torches for light, your eyesight went fast,and it must have been terrible to work in. In the kitchen was a stone rounded out leading to the cliff outside. I think that might have been where they let the garbage go down into the sea. You go up two floors and one room was whole. A huge fire place you could put a huge deer in was at one end with a mantle that had writing on it. I can get you what was said when I get my pictures back. But one thing it said was a female Lindsey was involved in building the Castle. Well let me know if your interested or not in hearing about out trip. I have some wonderful stories on the Crawfords that we found and I can describe the best I can on the beauties of Scotland. Jean