Im not sure this is the place to do it, but I have been encouraged, so I am going to give it a shot.
Groucho said, I was born at a very early age, but things started as far as I have been able to see a lot farther back than that. I traced the GRIMSLEY line to Nottinghamshire England about the time of Robin Hood, I think we were the ones he gave to rather than stole from, but that was the English side, The Carleton side is English as is Katies Jones side, both of which have been researched by Barbara Arant Carletons father David Arant.
I have only been able to trace my BOYD line through a harem of German mothers to arrive at Jeremiah Senior, born in 1789, the year of the ratification of the Constitution, in Virginia. Of course, Virginia ran from the Atlantic to the Mississippi river then, but hell. Names repeated certain prescribed order back then, depending on if you were Presbyterian, (Boyd?) or Lutheran, or Quaker, one supposed BOYD researcher, who was very stingy with her BOYD documentation, said there is no information on them from the Revolutionary war because they were quakers. I refute that, because even Quakers had cows or chickens conscripted from them by the continental army. Trouble is, nothing that connects Jeremiah Senior to a parent or a location. Just a year. Anyway he married Susannah KYKER from the other side of the mountains, Rowan County North Carolina. Her daddy, Conrad, sometimes spelled COONROD KYKER or often RYKER because in old timey writing R's look like K's and he was in the Revolutionary War, North Carolina Volunteers.
Then, Jeremiahs fourth son, Jeremiah, Jr. is splashed all over Washington County Tennessee, Johnson City, where in 1803, I think, he married, as did other members of his family that year, where he witnessed their marriages. He was married twice, his son with Barbara Etter, Joseph Marion he married a CROW out of Georgia, and is my grand fathers father, then their son, Edgar Earl, Sr. who married another German, Pearl Olivia Zink to bear, Edgar Earl Junior, then, ta, da, me, David Earl. I must mention my dear ole mom, Jeanne, born Roy Gene GRIMSLEY, daughter of LeRoy GRIMSLEY and Edith Adelia GRIMSLEY. Yes they were first cousins, yes they were from Arkansas, yes he died of typhus three months before Roy Gene was born and yes the entire GRIMSLEY clan, both sides, banished Edith Adelia GRIMSLEY from their Arkansas midst. Before she was a Grimsley, the story goes that she was sold by her mother for three thousand dollars to a traveling salesman, Dorchen JONES who was thirty ish compared to her fifteenish. Ill have to check the dates on that, whereever they are. Well, she had two children by old Dorchen JONES, Buddy Jones who later changed his name legally in Dallas County Texas to Joseph Brantley Huddleston, and Doris and I dont know Aunt Doris' middle name, but she married *** and later died and is buried in St. Louis, Mo.
Wow, that's quite a leap and leaves a whole lotta folks out. Like Pearl Olivia ZINK, She married a CARTRIGHT in Terrell, Texas, but alas, ole Mortimer croaked within a year of their marriage. The richest family in town those CARTRIGHT, wanted to spinsterize her and make her a beloved part of a very wealthy family, but Edgar Earl BOYD would have none of it. He adored her freckled little self and pursued and married her. They had one son, who was at birth a twin, but who remained Edgar Earl BOYD, Jr., my dad.
He used to talk about grandmother AMACKER. Now that would be his mothers grandmother on her mothers side, through Cora Bickham. Cora Bickham can be found right down the road from James Buchanan ZINK, in the Kaufman County, Texas census from 1880. Also in that Census you can find George Washington AMACKER, Clarinda Clotelle AMACKER BICKHAM NELSON's father. But more on that later.
James B. ZINK is buried at Oakland Cemetery in Terrell Texas and Grandmother Amacker is buried at Oakland Cemetery too, but not in Terrell, in South Dallas, between Martin Luther King blvd and Malcolm X. Her gravesite is not marked, and her daughter, Cora Bickham ZINK is buried in the same six person plot. She died two weeks before the Great Stock Market Crash of 1929, and I have not found a sheriffs record of this, but the graveyard record said she was dug up a year later and the family owed $10.00 for digging her up and nobody paid.
So I gave the graveyard digger manager a bottle of jalapeno jelly I had just made and he was happy with that.