Sunday, January 23, 2011

Junior Hutton





Here is a wonderful Picture of Junior Hutton. What a marvel it is to have him in a suit and tie, when I know they came from a farm.

I received a letter from the Uncle Ron and Aunt Peggy this past week. They included this picture with the letter. Apparently one of Dad's school mates returned the picture to Ron and asked if he would return this to the family.

This is a great picture. Can you imagine the red hair? You will also notice the smile does not show teeth. My father had a broken tooth in the front and it was black. So he did not like to smile with pictures. The first thing he did when going into the Navy was to have a bridge made that would correct his smile. He also did not smile because his father did not like to smile in pictures. This was because in the early picture taking they had to stand still for long periods of time. But in this generation it was not so.

Did you ever hear about how Ron Hutton was adopted? I kinda remember my father saying "If you do not tell him I will!" They were talking about Ron. He wanted to join the army and could not because he did not have a birth certificate. So eventually he was told the truth and joined the army. 

His mother was Mary McNair and his father was Ardon Alexander. Mary was Myrtle's younger sister.  Mary died at the birth of her first child - Ron. This is very comforting to know that my grandmother and grandfather had the desire to have a new child in their home.(I met Ardon Alexander one time)

Now lets talk a little bit more about these McNairs. The McNairs came to the states through Canada, migrating from Europe. Each generations moved a little farther south and west. John Currie McNair was one of these. He was born in Canada, married in Nebraska, and died in Kansas. His first wife was Adelaide Rose Hamblet. This is the mother of my grandmother Myrtle Alice Mcnair. Myrtles mother died when she was in her late teens. (Does this sound familar?) Her father remarried, but this 2nd marriage was to her cousin, Jennie Currie.

Now you remember what they say about marrying your cousin. In this family it was true. The children were a bit altered. Peter, Leland, Mary, Marie.

We went to visit Peter and Jennie one time. My mother never wanted to go back. However I still have a arrow head from this rock collector.

Marie, died while very young, Mary died at the birth of Ronald, Leland died of a gun shot would while crossing a barbed wire fence. Peter lived with his mother for the longest time.  My Uncle Ronald Hutton is his closest living relative.

So I really want you to remember Ron Hutton, Myrtle Hutton, Addie McNair, Jennie McNair, and Marie McNair. Are there any questions?

Friday, January 21, 2011

52-3 Weeks in the foothills

I tried to hike the trails again this week. Here is a picture that shows what the road is like. But it is not as good as M.C. Eshers, or this one, huh?









Here is a great view looking back in the valley. Where I am at is nice a clear, and cold. But back in the valley you can still see the smog.

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Monday, January 17, 2011

52-2 Weeks in the foothills

I did not make it very far today. Mud stopped the travelling. However it was a great view of the county.
When I stopped the deer came out in droves. Here is one with one horn. This is the time of year they shed. My friend Paul Averett goes hunting for them.
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Sunday, January 09, 2011

52 Weeks in the Foothills part 2



Acts 26:28
Then Agrippa said unto Paul, Almost thou persuadest me to be a Christian.

Or in other words: Almost thou persuadest me to hike these hills once per week for a year.
Thank you Mike Jones
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Shot Put

If I understand this correct, what happened here effects the rest of this season. Way to go Becca.

39' 5 1/4 "

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