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To: Neeka who wrote (181320)	7/21/2009 9:21:23 PM
From: goldworldnet	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 225578

If I'm blessed with grandkids someday, I won't worry about the name so much, but there's that part of me that would like my name to continue. * * *

To: Neeka who wrote (181320)	7/21/2009 11:08:29 PM
From: Naomi	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 225578

My Dad was the youngest of three children, two girls above him. When he was born, my Grandmother wanted to name him Cole, but my Granddad insisted he be named a Junior and she gave in to his request. My oldest grandson named his first son Cole Younger Haynes to carry on my maiden name. My Dad would have been so proud if he had lived to see this. My Dad fathered two girls and I was born during the Depression years and they decided two were enough to try to cloth and feed. I was too young to realize or remember much of those years. My Mom told me those were very rough years for them. I used to spend the night with my Aunt and my Grandfather lived with her and I think I was about nine or ten years old and he used to keep me up at night telling me of my heritage and most times I would fall asleep before he finished his story. I did learn that I was distantly related to the Younger Outlaws and he told me when he was eight his parents allowed him to visit their ranch in the summer time and he had a wonderful time, but decided he did not want the lifestyle ranchers lived. He worked for the railroad until he was 50 and then became a land man buying up mineral interests in the Dayton and Liberty Counties in Texas, which he sold and kept mineral interests for himself. My sister and I still collect inherited royalties coming from his interests there. Not huge amounts but does provide some spending money for each of us. There were other nights that he taught me to play poker using matchsticks as money and I really paid attention to learning that game...<gg> Yes, there were even times I won all of his matchsticks, and I knew I had learned the game. He even talked with me about bluffing to win, but he said my face told him when I was attempting it. Imagine a child who was taught not to lie being straight faced in a poker game, guess I just couldn't do that too well. I only like to play straight poker and don't like having wild cards, etc. I did get to know both Maternal and Paternal Grandparents though my Grandmothers passed a year apart at 68 and 69. My Grandfathers lived to be 92 and 93. I got to see a picture of my Great Grandfather when the Heritage Society of the cemetery he was buried in here installed a new head stone on his grave. He fought in the Civil War. He was a Headmaster of a school after and married a second time. I had no idea about the second family until I attended that ceremony and most of them reside in another city. His Great Grandson from that marriage attended and we visited together and he sent me some genealogy he had collected from that side. My children got to know their Grandparents except for our youngest one. He was born in '68 and my Dad died in '72 and only a vague memory of him. My Mom had wonderful relationships with all her grandchildren and great grandchildren and told them many good stories about her childhood. MY maternal Grandfather helped build a castle in Scotland and my Mother's oldest brother traveled there and brought back a framed picture of it with a piece of the stone it was made of. He remarried after his first wife died and where those artifacts went is still a mystery to me. I saw them once when I was a young woman and the stone looked gray in color. Before my Mom died I asked her about it and she did not know. Guess they are lost forever.

To: Neeka who wrote (181320)	7/21/2009 11:08:29 PM
From: Naomi	Read Replies (2) \| Respond to of 225578

My Dad was the youngest of three children, two girls above him. When he was born, my Grandmother wanted to name him Cole, but my Granddad insisted he be named a Junior and she gave in to his request. My oldest grandson named his first son Cole Younger Haynes to carry on my maiden name. My Dad would have been so proud if he had lived to see this. My Dad fathered two girls and I was born during the Depression years and they decided two were enough to try to cloth and feed. I was too young to realize or remember much of those years. My Mom told me those were very rough years for them. I used to spend the night with my Aunt and my Grandfather lived with her and I think I was about nine or ten years old and he used to keep me up at night telling me of my heritage and most times I would fall asleep before he finished his story. I did learn that I was distantly related to the Younger Outlaws and he told me when he was eight his parents allowed him to visit their ranch in the summer time and he had a wonderful time, but decided he did not want the lifestyle ranchers lived. He worked for the railroad until he was 50 and then became a land man buying up mineral interests in the Dayton and Liberty Counties in Texas, which he sold and kept mineral interests for himself. My sister and I still collect inherited royalties coming from his interests there. Not huge amounts but does provide some spending money for each of us. There were other nights that he taught me to play poker using matchsticks as money and I really paid attention to learning that game...<gg> Yes, there were even times I won all of his matchsticks, and I knew I had learned the game. He even talked with me about bluffing to win, but he said my face told him when I was attempting it. Imagine a child who was taught not to lie being straight faced in a poker game, guess I just couldn't do that too well. I only like to play straight poker and don't like having wild cards, etc. I did get to know both Maternal and Paternal Grandparents though my Grandmothers passed a year apart at 68 and 69. My Grandfathers lived to be 92 and 93. I got to see a picture of my Great Grandfather when the Heritage Society of the cemetery he was buried in here installed a new head stone on his grave. He fought in the Civil War. He was a Headmaster of a school after and married a second time. I had no idea about the second family until I attended that ceremony and most of them reside in another city. His Great Grandson from that marriage attended and we visited together and he sent me some genealogy he had collected from that side. My children got to know their Grandparents except for our youngest one. He was born in '68 and my Dad died in '72 and only a vague memory of him. My Mom had wonderful relationships with all her grandchildren and great grandchildren and told them many good stories about her childhood. MY maternal Grandfather helped build a castle in Scotland and my Mother's oldest brother traveled there and brought back a framed picture of it with a piece of the stone it was made of. He remarried after his first wife died and where those artifacts went is still a mystery to me. I saw them once when I was a young woman and the stone looked gray in color. Before my Mom died I asked her about it and she did not know. Guess they are lost forever.