Great-great Grandfather Thomas Alma Hillyard

Last week I shared some information on my Great-Great-Great Grandfather, Thomas Hillyard.  Today, I'd like to share a few stories from his son, my Great-Great Grandfather, Thomas Alma Hillyard, know as Alma.  The story of a man of principle and honor.

Thomas Hillyard - my Great-great-great Grandfather

Just a bit about my maternal great-great-great grandfather that you might find of interest.  A Master Carpenter, he learned skills at an early age that served him well throughout his life.  A man of respect and honor, he lived a life that demonstrated to those around him that he could be trusted.

Part 2 - Great-great Grandpa Burbank

Wanted to continue a bit from last week's story of Great-great grandfather Burbank.  In addition to being a sergeant in the Nauvoo Legion, he worked as a obstetrician and also as a carpenter on the Nauvoo Temple.......I think you'll enjoy the story of his rolling a cigarette!

Great-Great Grandfather Daniel Burbank meets the Prophet Joseph

Here's the story of my Great-Great Grandfather and how he came to meet the Prophet Joseph Smith and accept the gospel.

Captain Jeremiah Hatch and Elizabeth Haight Hatch

Here's an incredible story of my 5th-Great Grandparents - Jeremiah and Elizabeth Hatch.  Includes the miracle of Elizabeth's baptism and the Miracle of the Quail at Sugar Creek, Iowa.  They leave behind a legacy of faith and determination.

Thomas Caradoc Lewis and his Award Winning Cake-Walk Dance

This week I share a bit about my great-grandfather, Thomas Caradoc Lewis and his award winning Cake-Walk dance.  I wasn't sure what the cake-walk was, and would have loved to seen him in action.  I've included some old clips of what the cake-walk was, and hope you can imagine him doing something similar in your minds-eye.

Here's a couple of links showing what the "cake-walk" or "kake-walk" looked like at the turn of the century -

My Great-Great-Great Grandfather, John Ash - Writes A Poem

John Ash is my Great-Great-Great Grandfather.  He crossed the plains with a handcart company and settled in Cache Valley.  I wanted to focus on a poem I found that I believe is in his own hand - written (I believe) to his daughter, my Great-Great Grandmother, Ellen Matilda Ash Nelson.  His words of counsel and advise are as pertinent today as they were when he wrote them (sadly, I don't have a date for this poem).