John & Anne Wiley

2013/05/12

Ancestral Heaven

No photos today as this is Anne typing on my tablet. The only photos I have are my logs of our plane stops. Maybe I’ll attempt to attach one so you can see a tiny piece of what I do when we fly. Not that we are flying. We are officially ‘grounded’ due to weather here and there. We’re actually traveling via rental car! Perhaps from Pittsburgh where we currently are, to Washington DC where I just made reservations at a Courtyard Marriott in Alexandria Old Town for Sunday & Monday. But don’t be surprised if this changes. We make and break plans as needed or on whimsey in this adventurous trip.

The title on this post is optimistic. John is overwhelmingly involved in tracing his great, great, great and even greater grandfathers.  These are the guys he fairly recently discovered as ancestors… and the original name is Walley until John’s most recent grandfather lied his way out of an orphanage and into the army for WWI as Wiley.  So like others of you I went to read the blog…and see he has skipped it for 2 days of immersion in documents and now ancestry.com so I decided to fill in.  We’ll be glad when he returns 🙂

Speaking of ancestry, if we do end up in the reserved hotel in Alexandria, we’ll be in the town of my parents marriage in 1944. A naval crossed swords event it was. Wish I could include my photo of that.

In lieu of that romantic pic, I offer instead one of my plane log notes fyi…

0981 Flight Notes

0981 Flight Notes

Update! John just transferred onto my tablet two of the photos I took today in downtown Pittsburgh, so here’s a bit of our day.

You know how when you come out of an art show everything looks like art?  These girl friends were making art!

1015 Nine Girls on Posts

1015 Nine Girls on Posts

and some artful buildings wove along our path

1017 Artful Pitts

1017 Artful Architecture

2013/05/09

Going to Ground

After looking at weather and 3.2 zillion other factors a few days ago, we decided to take a break from flying and rent a car. Going to ground, so to speak. The ground we’re wandering now sure is beautiful!

0996 Clarion, PA Spring

0996 Clarion, PA Spring

As I discovered a few years ago, my father’s fathers are from this area and my last name’s actually Walley. So we’re going to the ground they walked, looking for landmarks on this 1865 map.

4834 Farmington Map

4834 Farmington Map

Some very kind and helpful folks at the Clarion Historical Society provided plenty of pointers and details that I can piece together and put into a genealogy once we’re back home.

4857 Life Preservers

4857 Life Preservers

Thanks to their tireless work preserving the memory of lives long past, I stood on the ground where my great, great, great grandfather rests.

4983 Ancestral Ground

4983 Ancestral Ground

Today we drove to Armstrong County beginning to search even further back, for the ground of my ancestor born about 1740. I wondered if he’d ever visited this, the oldest church in Western PA.

5102 St. Patrick Church

5102 St. Patrick Church

Wandering the large cemetery behind us in this pic, we half expected to see a Walley marker but weren’t surprised when we didn’t. At the top of the hill behind us, the riot of Life was exploding with the same fervor my apical paternal ancestor enjoyed 250 years ago on hills near here.

7536 Colorful Ground

7536 Colorful Ground

Over the river a rainbow erupted from this ground into the sky binding cloud to mountain, lest the world should fall.

5108 Unbroken Thread

5108 Unbroken Thread

2013/05/07

Clarion Call

After lots of “planning” (remember, we make plans and then weather or other factors often turn everything upside down), we met Uncle Ed for dessert at the City Hall Cafe in downtown Waterbury. Fun to sit and enjoy a last visit with him surrounded by photos and memorabilia going far back into the history of this town so prominent in family lore. Outside the dogwood was in bloom and Anne caught this one in the parking lot.

0971 Dogwood

0971 Dogwood

Then more planning and logistics, and we took to the air. Soon we climbed much higher than our usual touring altitude to get well above the scattered clouds, and found ourselves greatly enjoying this different perspective on the forests, farms, rivers and lakes of Connecticut as it merged imperceptibly into Pennsylvania.

7374 Wild Spaces

7374 Wild Spaces

On our first Big Adventure flying the Eastern U.S. we expected cities, houses and farms everywhere so it was surprising to see such vast tracts of wild spaces. Unlike further West many of the farms here are small, and even the large ones often rotate and mingle crops so it’s more fun to fly over them.

7432 Patchwork

7432 Patchwork

Before long we climbed even higher to fly among majestic monsters forming cloud canyons and mountains that look solid yet fluffy, sometimes gracefully swirling in slow motion as we pass.

7417 Translucent Giants

7417 Translucent Giants

As evening approached, we toured Crown, PA and then descended into Clarion. We enjoyed a long walk around town, and paused to admire this 1880-something building that my ancestors perhaps once visited.

0991 Changing Times

0991 Changing Times

It stood here when there were no cars. What could people have imagined those magically colorful flame-less traffic lights are for other than some repetitive entertainment? What would they think of a descendent seven generations hence casually flying over in miraculous Tripp to explore their region?

2013/05/06

Seven League Boots

Before starting our flight from Stow, MA to Waterbury, CT today, I put on some magic boots.

0957 Magic Boots

0957 Magic Boots

These charming boots are warm and giggly, and all I need do to put them on is stand still by the door. Especially if I have the suitcase by my side. When I want to take them off there are no laces, zippers or velcro to bother with. All I need do is make a motion as if to tickle them, and presto! They not only instantly are off my feet, they scamper away squealing with delight in opposite directions. 🙂

4764 Hartford

4764 Hartford

The whole family piled into the car with us and all our luggage, and we chatted merrily all the way to the airport. After our wonderful visit, we put on our other magic boots: Tripp. Like the old fables about magical Seven League Boots, she can take us quickly from place to place. Soon we were passing Hartford, and then minutes later we saw the ever more familiar Waterbury.

7369 Waterbury

7369 Waterbury

New England towns and cities boast many silent smokestacks and innumerable beautiful churches, surrounded by neat rows of tidy homes like these. From the surrounding area, family gathered to welcome the wandering Californians with a delicious dinner. One topic at the table was how Tripp makes such experiences possible by whisking us so quickly from place to place, friend to friend, and one family gathering to another. Such happy and enchanted “boots” we have enriching our days!

0963 Family Fun

0963 Family Fun

2013/05/05

Plum Day

Today we flew in two planes up to Plum Island not far (by air) from Boston, and I got this pic of Zubair and family in theirs.

4737 Zubair Flying

4737 Zubair Flying

It’s spectacularly beautiful from the air, with an intriguing mix of colors and shapes wrought by nature and the hands of humanity.

4742 Parker River Refuge

4742 Parker River Refuge

The town is picturesque too.

7335 Newburyport

7335 Newburyport

The bay formed by the Merrimack River mouth right next to the airport has an especially refreshing look, though the clusters of homes out on the sand bar seem vulnerable to storms.

7330 Merrimack Mouth

7330 Merrimack Mouth

It’s a fun airport with lots of friendly people who volunteer their time and labor to keep it in such great condition, including a fun grass runway I used for takeoff for our return flight.

7341 Plum Island Airport

7341 Plum Island Airport

I was admiring patterns made by the tide in shallow water when I noticed this boat with its outboard motor tipped up and a man wading to pull it through the mud.

4743 Mud Walk

4743 Mud Walk

We dropped all our passengers at the airport where Tripp’s sleeping, then Zubair and I flew the two planes over to the airport where his plane lives and then back together in Tripp where Anne caught this homey scene as I landed.

0946 Evening Return

0946 Evening Return

Now we’re all warm from the glow of the day, and “plum tuckered out.” 🙂

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