MEMORY LANE - Descendants of Caleb Jobe and Martha Emily Brewer http://freepages.genealogy.rootsweb.com/~ajobebrown/jobe/letters_cale_j_brewer.html Written in 1968/1969 - (d/o Earl Jobe, gd/o Jesse W. Jobe, gt gd/o Caleb Jobe, 2nd gt gd/o Jesse Jobe, 3rd gt gd/o Eli B. Jobe, 4th gt gd/o Isaac Job(e), 5th gt gd/o Samuel Job, 6th gt gd/o Caleb Job, 7th gt gd/o Andrew Job Jr) 1950's - early 1960's, Ft. Worth, Texas Parts in (parenthesis) I added when I posted this (Dec 2004) "Birth - The Beginning of My Life" The circumstances surrounding my birth was a little strange, if not peculiar. My parents (daddy died in 1981) had been married two years and a month when the 'big event' arrived. At this time, they were living near my father's sister, Mrs. Viola (Jobe) Moore 'Auntie' (born 1913 and died 1980) in south Fort Worth, Texas. For this time of year, it was unusually cold and had already dipped below freezing. When the time came for me to be born, the radiator had busted on the car so my mother was driven to the hospital in my aunt's car. However, though everyone, including me, were ready for the big moment, the doctor was or hospital was not prepared. There had been a rash of accidents and they came first. After being shoved around for a while, the doctor, gave my mother a shot to postpone the birth. This did not suit any of us but was not much that could be done about it, but to abide by the doctor's wishes. He told my father to get my mother something to eat and make her walk. All day my mother just walked and walked that is between the bite of peanuts which no one could take away from her. On Sunday night, a day and a half since first arriving at the hospital, the pains started again. This time I was very determined and there was to be no postponing this time. Daddy and my aunt got tired of waiting and went to an all-night movie, As the World Stood Still. Just as they arrived back at the hospital, I had just been born - weighing in at seven pounds. The time was 8:08 AM on this cold November day. I was named Cobra Ann Jobe and this was recorded on my birth certificate. However, five years later, my mother would pay to have my first officially changed. To some the ordeal was over, but to my, life was just beginning and all the struggles, tribulations, and trials were still ahead somewhere in my future. At birth my hair was black, but started turning colors fast. By the time I was two years old, I was cotton-headed. However, the color was to change again - this time to a medium brown. My eyes were a deep-blue. I was twenty inches tall, though this was soon to change. Even at birth, I had a quick temper and a nervous nature. This was not to get any better. "Babyhood - First two years of my Life" ------------ (to be continued tomorrow) Ann (Jobe) Brown

LOL--sure enjoyed reading that, Ann! You were how old when you wrote it?? It's fun to read from the perspective you had at that age. Your original first name really was Cobra? How/why did your mom pick it? Thanks for sharing this! xoxo Patti MEMORY LANE - Descendants of Caleb Jobe and Martha Emily Brewer http://freepages.genealogy.rootsweb.com/~ajobebrown/jobe/letters_cale_j_brewer.html Written in 1968/1969 - (d/o Earl Jobe, gd/o Jesse W. Jobe, gt gd/o Caleb Jobe, 2nd gt gd/o Jesse Jobe, 3rd gt gd/o Eli B. Jobe, 4th gt gd/o Isaac Job(e), 5th gt gd/o Samuel Job, 6th gt gd/o Caleb Job, 7th gt gd/o Andrew Job Jr) 1950's - early 1960's, Ft. Worth, Texas Parts in (parenthesis) I added when I posted this (Dec 2004) "Birth - The Beginning of My Life"

Patti, I was about 15-16 (probably grade 9 or 10 as had just gotten my first typewriter) when I wrote this, as soon after this, I 'stopped my own story' and started the 'big Jobe story' , but then I never did finish my own story. Yes, it really was my first name ( I have the original, the affidavit and the new one) and it was after the first thing that comes to your mind. And Daddy picked it out - actually gave her 'an order' to name me that. Daddy had been in Burma in the war and he liked the way they looked and acted. And if I had never started doing genealogy, I may have have never known - as she paid and had it officially changed during one of their many seperations, before I started to school, to Cora - saying I was named after my gt grandmother, Cora Handy Page. When I found out about her, after doing genealogy a while, I asked my mother how could you actually name me after 'this woman'. Again, my parents were seperated and this time I got the 'real story' with the papers. Since then though, I've found many in all branches of my family, and Cora is an old and very respected name - even if not used today very much or when used is spelled Corah. I've finally reached the point where the name doesn't bother me. Ann > LOL--sure enjoyed reading that, Ann! You were how old when you wrote it?? > It's fun to read from the perspective you had at that age. Your original > first name really was Cobra? How/why did your mom pick it? > Thanks for sharing this! > xoxo Patti >

Greetings cousins, from Warren Down Under, I saw your thread, and thought Ii will subscribe my bit, unfortunately none of my elder ancestors were so rich in leaving written evidence, so i thought i would share with you my earliest recollections of Christmas.... Would have been about mid 1950's , I would have been about 8 years old, the school term for the year finished one week before Xmas, no decorations were in the house till we finished schooling... but my sister and I were making decorations to go up, like paper link chains, making and colouring in pictures of Christmas scenes. Writing letters to Santa Clause and giving to mum to post. ( That would be how they found out of what we wanted for Xmas.) Pestering our parents when are we going to town for Christmas shopping, browsing the shops, seeing the decorations in the main street, and visiting the main toy shop where Santa Clause was in, there would be a que to us would be a mile long, but most likely in reality was only a good 20 kids in front all waiting their turn, we had to pay Six Pence (5 cents today) to join the que, and when it was our turn to sit on his lap and tell him of our deepest requests and he gave us hope that it will be there on Christmas morn, ( looking back - some santas gave the impression it will be there - but others indicated if we were really good it would be so, but if not, enjoy what we received on that morning.) Father would then go into the forest and pick a suitable little pine tree (Cypress) about 6-7 feet tall bring it home, he would then trim the tree to fit a 6 gallon bucket putting rocks and dirt, we would quickly find some old xmas wrapping and wrap that around the bucket and it to gain it rightfull place in the lounge room. Meanwhile mother would be making plum puddings, with calico bags hanging up on the back verandah in the cool.. We had no lights nor candles to put on the tree as it was not heard of in those days. Grandmother from Newcastle would send to us foil tops off the milk bottles, they came in different colours silver or gold, and for the Xmas period they had holly picture on it. She would clean the tops and dry them and press them on the lemon squeeqe, then put a length of cotton thread through them to hang on the Xmas Tree, they would move around with the breeze and reflect light and to us they were a bonus to have on the Tree.. (years later, when we were decoratoring the tree, Mario Lanza record O Xmas Tree would come out and while it was played, the tree was getting decorated.. (My children today think i am a pack of sandwhiches short of a picnic, when i do this.) When we did got to town, ( we were on a farm 1,100 acres of wheat and sheep, 5 miles from the nearest town of 500 soles, 45 miles from a larger town of several thousand.) We would be given Christmas pocket money totalling up to 1 pound ( $2 today) while the normal weekly pocket money was 5 shillings ( .50cents). While i beleive the weekly wage was about 6 pound ( $12) Us children allways had trouble trying to find something nice to buy for our parents, but it always finished something cheap ( cheap perfume for mum) which she always says it was nice (now-a-days, smell the bottles and they are quite off), hankys . and for dad, a hanky, a pack of lolly cigerattes ( he loved his cigs and cigars) and perfume. Something for sister sue and myself ( why not ???) Christmas Eve, the evening meal as usual at 6pm, bathe and into bed by 6.30pm to 7pm, we used to make a lot of ruckus saying but the sun is still up, we were told, if he came early and saw us up, he will not leave anything under the tree.. Then dad would drive into town to get something he said that he had forgotten... (we found out later, the department store had stayed open, for the parents to collect all their laybys that they had for close on 12 months and had been paying it off.... no credit cards in those days...) ----- Original Message ----- From: "Ann (Jobe) Brown" <[email protected]> To: <[email protected]> Sent: Monday, December 13, 2004 11:41 AM Subject: [JOB] Memoirs - My First 11 Years (Part 1) > > MEMORY LANE - Descendants of Caleb Jobe and Martha Emily Brewer > http://freepages.genealogy.rootsweb.com/~ajobebrown/jobe/letters_cale_j_brew er.html > > Written in 1968/1969 - (d/o Earl Jobe, gd/o Jesse W. Jobe, gt gd/o Caleb > Jobe, 2nd gt gd/o Jesse Jobe, 3rd gt gd/o Eli B. Jobe, 4th gt gd/o Isaac > Job(e), 5th gt gd/o Samuel Job, 6th gt gd/o Caleb Job, 7th gt gd/o Andrew > Job Jr) > > 1950's - early 1960's, Ft. Worth, Texas > Parts in (parenthesis) I added when I posted this (Dec 2004) > > "Birth - The Beginning of My Life" > The circumstances surrounding my birth was a little strange, if not > peculiar. My parents (daddy died in 1981) had been married two years and a > month when the 'big event' arrived. At this time, they were living near my > father's sister, Mrs. Viola (Jobe) Moore 'Auntie' (born 1913 and died 1980) > in south Fort Worth, Texas. For this time of year, it was unusually cold and > had already dipped below freezing. When the time came for me to be born, the > radiator had busted on the car so my mother was driven to the hospital in my > aunt's car. However, though everyone, including me, were ready for the big > moment, the doctor was or hospital was not prepared. There had been a rash > of accidents and they came first. After being shoved around for a while, the > doctor, gave my mother a shot to postpone the birth. This did not suit any > of us but was not much that could be done about it, but to abide by the > doctor's wishes. He told my father to get my mother something to eat and > make her walk. All day my mother just walked and walked that is between the > bite of peanuts which no one could take away from her. On Sunday night, a > day and a half since first arriving at the hospital, the pains started > again. This time I was very determined and there was to be no postponing > this time. Daddy and my aunt got tired of waiting and went to an all-night > movie, As the World Stood Still. Just as they arrived back at the hospital, > I had just been born - weighing in at seven pounds. The time was 8:08 AM on > this cold November day. I was named Cobra Ann Jobe and this was recorded on > my birth certificate. However, five years later, my mother would pay to have > my first officially changed. To some the ordeal was over, but to my, life > was just beginning and all the struggles, tribulations, and trials were > still ahead somewhere in my future. > > At birth my hair was black, but started turning colors fast. By the time I > was two years old, I was cotton-headed. However, the color was to change > again - this time to a medium brown. My eyes were a deep-blue. I was twenty > inches tall, though this was soon to change. Even at birth, I had a quick > temper and a nervous nature. This was not to get any better. > > "Babyhood - First two years of my Life" > > ------------ > > (to be continued tomorrow) > > Ann (Jobe) Brown > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > ==== JOB Mailing List ==== > To unsubscribe, put unsubscribe in message: > List mode: [email protected] > Digest mode: [email protected] > > ============================== > Search the US Census Collection. 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