The research project about Emmett’s junior-year dorm-mates was not some big distracting side-adventure: I was going somewhere with it. Namely, Ormond Beach. Two months before the essay about the Earls of East Hall appeared in The Stetson Collegiate, I came across this item: Which of these guys had an automobile […]
Someone in my ancestry is definitely turning over in their grave and laughing maniacally.
Yesterday, I introduced you to some of Emmett’s dorm mates from when he was a student at Stetson University in 1903. Here’s the snippet from the essay in the Stetson Collegiate that I’m using as the basis of my article: I left off with a discussion of Charles E. Pelot, […]
This week, I’m putting together the section of the book about Emmett’s life as a law school student, at Stetson University. Because I still don’t have a journal of Emmett’s, or, his scrapbooks (yet), I had to look at a lot of secondary sources to get an idea of what […]
I’ve introduced you to my grandmother in this blog before. My beloved Mamaw was Catherine Cecilia Brady. She was a hoot and a half. She was also one tough cookie: A badass IRS auditor (the only woman in that office, who also became the manager of said office in the […]
This is an amazing short in which the artist has literally brought old photos to life. There are several photos featuring 1915 Washington D.C. in this montage. No, Emmett’s not in this short video. It is highly unlikely that he was ever videotaped. Even if he were, the odds of finding […]
Look at this wonderful colorized photo on the Shorpy website, from 1902: If you click on the photograph, you can zoom in on the details in this office. This is so striking, because all the photos I have of Emmett, and of his surroundings, including his office at the Cannon House […]
As I near the three year anniversary of when I ‘met’ Emmett Wilson, I realize that I’ve collected a lot of information about him. Hundreds of articles and images; dozens of books and related references about Emmett and his family and friends; dozens of interviews…I didn’t expect to find that […]
It has been the week of Ernest T. Bass students in my classes. I am channelling Helen Crump. Helen Help Me.
So, I’ve reached a brick wall in my exploration of A. Maxwell Wilson’s descendants and the elusive Wilson family Bible. It isn’t insurmountable, but I’m hesitant to push further without help from other family members. Here’s the story: The three-out-of-eleven remaining children of A. Maxwell Wilson in our study are: […]
Tell my story. 