This cookbook has to be from when I was in (maybe) 5th/6th grade (1980-81).  I received first communion in fifth grade and around that time I devoted all of my attention to the Catholic Church.  I still attended youth group in Carlisle on occasion because it was at the end of my street and Mom sometimes liked to go (she converted to Catholicism I think in my 6th grade year). Both of my Grandmothers, my Mom and a wide range of family and friends have recipes in this cookbook.  It was put together for the youth group of Carlisle Church of God, my Nana’s church.

Oddest recipe I see from Ma is Bologna Sandwich Stuffing. I was desperately hoping she had her egg salad recipe in this book.  Sadly, it was not.

Man, they cooked things a little differently back then.  🙂

I hope you enjoy.



“The sun does not always shine in West Virginia, but the people always do.”

I love that video.

While doing genealogy research at the Cabell County Public LibraryI came across a book on Fayette County and in it was a picture of President Kennedy visiting Oak Hill, West Virginia.  I am mad at myself for not writing down the name of the book so I can go back to it when I return to the library.  I took a snapshot of the photos though:

Would anyone happen to know the name of the book or the author?  If not, I will search until I find it at the library and update this blog accordingly.  The thing that struck me is that he is speaking in the first photo to the editors of The Log, my high school’s newspaper.  (At the end of this blog I will put up scans of The Knothole, a chip off the old Log – it was the smaller, more silly paper that was published in between the Log issues).

According to the WV Culture website, Kennedy was on a campaign stump and his schedule was as follows:

Wednesday, April 20, 1960

John F. Kennedy begins his day in Beckley with breakfast and a tour of the Beckley Manufacturing Plant. He then visits Mount Hope, where he speaks from a car roof. He gives a news conference at WOAY-TV in Oak Hill and visits Collins High School, where cheerleaders lead the crowd in chanting, “Hey, hey, what do you say? We’re for Kennedy all the way!” From here, he proceeds to Fayetteville, where he speaks on the Fayette County Courthouse steps. Later, as Kennedy enters Gauley Bridge High School, the school’s jazz band plays, “There’ll Be a Hot Time in the Old Town Tonight.” In Montgomery, JFK goes on a walking tour of Montgomery and speaks at Montgomery High School, where Mayor D. P. Brown estimates a crowd of 1,500 to 1,800. His campaign then drives along Route 60 to Charleston, passing through and making brief stops at Cedar Grove and Cabin Creek Junction, where he speaks at a supermarket and tells about his four years in the Navy during World War II. In Charleston, he tours the Owens-Illinois bottle plant on MacCorkle Avenue in Kanawha City. The bottle plant employs 1,300 workers, both men and women. By evening, Kennedy arrives in Huntington where he speaks briefly at a reception in the ballroom of the Hotel Prichard. After this reception, he departs for Washington, DC.

Ted Kennedy attends the Jefferson Club banquet in the ballroom of the Chancellor Hotel in Parkersburg. Mrs. Muriel Humphrey also attends this event with her son, Douglas and Robert. Kennedy and the Humphreys are seated at opposite ends of the speaker’s table.

Franklin D. Roosevelt, Jr. visits Marlinton, Richwood, and Summersville. He is late for the speech in Summersville because his car was pulled over by Richwood police officer Bernard Dawson to make way for a funeral procession. His driver tried to get the police officer to make an exception, but no exceptions are made and the car waits until the procession passes.

A few newspaper articles I found:

 - Kennedy Ends Campaign Tour HUNTINGTON, W Va... - Kennedy Ends (ContinvMl From Pag* One) . tive...

 - Cosby, mes send more Wed* * * * * * * * Collins...

And the YouTube videos I have found with Kennedy in WV:


And the issue of the Knothole I have in my high school memories box:


Service Saturday (a day late due to Mother’s Day festivities yesterday) is my Dad’s welcome guide he received when originally stationed at Lockbourne Air Force Base in Columbus Ohio.  Daddy was a mechanic on the Voodoo F101B planes. It is mentioned in the selection of pages I scanned from the manual.  Also included are various hobby meetings, family life matters and the legend/lore of the AFB.  I also included the advertisement for construction of a house.  It is interesting to see how they acclimated the airmen to the base-life and military career.

Did you serve at this location during the 1960-61 years?  If so, I would love to hear your stories about life on the base at that time.  Who knows, you might have passed my Dad on the sidewalk without even realizing it.

I hope you enjoy.


This week’s Friday Night Lights is an away game.  September 8, 1972 East Bank High School hosted Oak Hill High School.  East Bank won 18-0, the previous years falling to defeat.

From The Charleston Daily Mail Page 5, Sep 9, 1972:

The article reads: Geiger, Penn, Daniels Slip Past Oak Hill • — — ■ No Rainy Repeat For Pioneers In Opener “The first thing I thought was ‘oh, no, not again!” So said East Bank assistant coach Roger House when it rained during the East Bank Oak Oak Hill game at Calvert Field Friday. “I THOUGHT, ‘Here we go again, just like the last two years,” he continued. Friday marked the third year in a row it has rained on a Pioneer – Red Devil football game. But this time the outcome outcome was different. . . East Bank won 18 – 0. The previous two seasons, Oak Hill rallied from a 14 – 0 deficit to a 15 – 14 win and recorded a 0 – 0 tie. Last season’s 15 – 14 win was the only blemish on East Batik’s state championship record. The score was . 6 – 0 midway through the second quarter when the rain came. “I looked at the scoreboard when it started started raining and wondered if one touchdown would be enough or not,” House continued. One proved to be enough, but the Pioneers added two more touchdowns for insurance. “I didn’t know what to think when it started to rain,” said a soaked but happy Don Arthur. Arthur. “You know, rain really hurts our backs.” “Our backs are in trouble when it rains,” added House, offensive coordinator. “All our runners are speedsters, especially especially Claude Geiger and Sylvester Sylvester Penn. And when they start lifting their knees in the mud, they just end up spinning their wheels,” But, Geiger, Penn and De Wayne Wayne Daniels proved Arthur and House wrong. In the rain laden laden second half they rushed.  And with a grin, Daniels said, “We didn’t feel nothing for 101, 40 and 37 yards, respectively. Geiger finished with 159 yards. When asked what effect the rain had on their play, the trio was filled with humor. “Was it raining?” said Geiger Geiger feigning shock. “Man. I thought that was sweat dripping dripping off my forehead.” “Heck, we were going so fast the rain didn’t hit us,” The sunshine wasn’t a two way street, however, as Oak Hill’s record fell to 0 – 2. According According to Daily Mail records complete complete through 1938, it was East Bank’s 23rd win over Oak Hill against only eight losses and two ties. It also marked the 13th time a Pioneer defense has blanked the Red Devils. When informed of that statistic, Arthur commented, “I didn’t know that. Heck, we only had two shut-outs all last year and now we open the season with one. I thought our defense really hit well. Gary Walker played a super game. But, it was good team defense that did the trick.” anxious moments in the second half when both Walker and premier defensive end Keith Bigier were felled by injuries. Walker suffered a sprained knee, while Bigier sat out most of the second second half. Arthur said both would be ready for next week’s game at Dunbar. Meanwhile, Oak Hill coach Carroll Bumgardner was anything but happy in his dressing room. When asked what he thought when it started to rain he said, “I didn’t think anything about it, we were losing.” —Daily Mail Photos by Chet Hawes


My love of campers, camping and adventures has an origin: my Pawpaw.  I can remember great camping trips in such places as Kissimmee FL, Pipestem State Park WV and Cades Cove TN.  Above is one of my all time favorite photos of me as a toddler.  Hanging with Pawpaw outside of the camper. I am fairly certain we are at a tent revival with Mawmaw and he is watching me while she listens to services.  There he is, pants pulled all the way up to his nipples.  ((chuckle))

That is me and my dog, Precious, sitting outside of another camper which is parked at Pipestem State Park (WV).  We were on the row behind the shower house.  Shower houses always terrified me a little.  There was one time when we camped in the orange groves in Florida and when I was taking an evening shower a tree frog climbed in with me.  Scared the bejesus out of me.  But more so because it had seen me naked than being afraid to pick it up and sush it out of the stall.  The weird thoughts of a kid.

I think about my Pawpaw a lot, more so now that I am a genealogy nerd.  But when summers first start up, long about May/June,, I miss him the most.  He was amazing, that man.  He was my hero.  My original camping buddy.

Alexander Taraczkozy (14 Feb 1911 – 04 Aug 1985)

Underneath the beast of a bridge known as the New River Gorge Bridge in Fayetteville, WV is another, much MUCH smaller bridge called the Tunney Hunsaker Bridge. That bridge plays a role in my life from when I was a child all the way through adulthood.  Daddy loved to take drives down Fayette Station Road and, to this day, if I am in the FayCo area, I try to swing by and do the same.  There is nothing like a beautiful spring day, when the trees are finally coming in full, making your way around the tight hairpin turns and feeling the shadow of the NRG Bridge as you weave your way back and forth beneath it.

From the (I believe) second Bridge Day in 1981:


The bridge was condemned for a number of years.  They tried to keep “us” out with barriers and chain link but it never worked.  There was a rope bound under the bridge for those brave (or stupid) enough to swing from it to the river below.  There were holes so big that you could put your legs through and swing them as you watched the river flow beneath you.

(Me trying to see through to the river, Summer 1988)

We never thought we would ever see the bridge reopened and restored in a way that would open a flow of traffic up to people from around the world and allowing them to see the beauty of Fayette Station.  But Mr Tunney Hunsaker saw the need for it to be restored. Because of his dedication to encouraging the state of West Virginia to realize the worth of having through-traffic on Fayette Station Road and the tenacity to fight for funding to see this happen, the State Senate named the bridge in his honor.


(By Senators Love, Schoonover and Craigo)

Requesting the Division of Highways to name the Fayette Station Bridge in Fayette County the “Tunney Hunsaker Bridge”.

Whereas, Tunney Hunsaker came to West Virginia in 1954 to apply for a job as a Fayetteville police officer. After getting the job, Mr. Hunsaker quickly rose to the pinnacle of the Fayetteville Police Department when he was named acting chief three days after being hired and then later named chief; and Whereas, The dedication and commitment of Tunney Hunsaker to preserve, protect and defend the citizens of Fayetteville continued throughout his career, which spanned thirty-eight years as chief of the Fayetteville Police Department; and Whereas, Tunney Hunsaker had been a Golden Glove boxing champion while in the United States Air Force. After becoming police chief in Fayetteville, he renewed his interest in boxing and became West Virginia’s Heavyweight Champion in 1959; and
Whereas, Tunney Hunsaker traveled to the National Golden Gloves Championship in Louisville, Kentucky, in 1960. On October 29th, he fought Cassius Clay, who would later come to be known as Muhammad Ali, the heavyweight boxing champion of the world. After six rounds, Tunney Hunsaker lost the bout to Clay in a decision; and
Whereas, Tunney Hunsaker brought to the attention of government officials the need for reopening Fayette Station Bridge following its closing. His concern and tenacity for the continuation of the Fayette Station Bridge brought about its repair and reopening; therefore, be it
Resolved by the Legislature of West Virginia: That the Legislature hereby requests the Division of Highways name the Fayette Station Bridge in Fayette County the “Tunney Hunsaker Bridge”; and, be it Further Resolved, That the Legislature hereby recognizes the outstanding contributions of Tunney Hunsaker to the residents of Fayetteville, West Virginia, by his service as police chief for thirty-eight years and the prominence he carries with him for being a notable figure in the world of boxing; and, be it Further Resolved, That the Clerk of the Senate is hereby requesteddirected to forward a copy of this resolution to the Commissioner of the West Virginia Division of Highways and Mr. Tunney Hunsaker.

Who was Tunney Hunsaker, you might ask?  Some might tell you of his years of service as a Fayetteville City Police Officer, known widely for directing traffic into the football games on a Friday night, or leading a parade or keeping Fayetteville safe.  Others would tell you of the love of his church, the Church of the Nazarene, where he was a beloved Sunday School Teacher.  But, worldwide, he is known as the man who fought against Cassius Clay (later known as Ali) in Clay’s first professional bout.

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Tunney Hunsaker did not win that bout.  Ali would go on to be one of the greatest of all times.  Tunney’s record would include 33 professional fights with the first half of career dominated by losses.  The second half he was in his groove and saw the most wins.  His overall record would be: 17 Wins (8 knockouts, 9 decisions), 15 Losses (7 knockouts, 8 decisions), 1 Draw.  His career would be cut short due to a severe head trauma.

According to wiki: After the fight Hunsaker said, “Clay was as fast as lightning … I tried every trick I knew to throw at him off balance but he was just too good”. In a thumbnail profile of the fight the following January, young Cassius was reported as having remarked that Hunsaker’s style was far different from what Clay had been exposed to as an amateur and Olympian; the young fighter admitted to nervousness going in, and that Hunsaker’s aforementioned pro style, had given him trouble. This respect appears genuine, as it was lasting—in his autobiography, Ali said Hunsaker dealt him one of the hardest body blows he ever took in his career. Ali and Hunsaker became good friends and stayed in touch over the years. Hunsaker said he did not agree with Ali’s decision to refuse military service, but praised him as a great humanitarian and athlete.

His career ended after a boxing-related head injury suffered on April 6, 1962, in Beckley, West Virginia. Rushed to a Beckley hospital, Hunsaker was in a coma for five days during which he underwent two brain operations. Hunsaker suffered the physical effects of his last match for the rest of his life. He was 74 when he died after a long battle with Alzheimer’s disease.

Early 90s from a newspaper article at the time of Ali’s death:

Muhammad Ali had ties to Fayetteville community

There are few articles on Ali’s rise to fame which do not start with Tunney. He was loved by his community and the legacy of his bridge continues today.

For those of you who are interested in Genealogy, his Find a Grave is HERE.

Some local newspaper articles leading up to the fight: From left to right below: 12 Oct 1960 Beckley Post Herald Page 10 and 27 Oct 1960 Charleston Daily Mail Page 8


A video clip of the fight:

02 Nov 1960, The Raleigh Register, Page 10:

In addition to the numerous other things my Dad collected during his life, there is a number of military items that I found which are real gems of military history.  When Dad left the Air Force, he served as a Reservist.  It is no longer called that, it is now the Air Reserve Command (military friends, you are welcome to correct me if I am wrong on my terminology). He was a Citizen Airman.  For a detailed history, there is book called Citizen Airmen: A History of the Air Reserve, which can be found: HERE.

While an Air Reservist, Dad received the “Official Magazine of the Air Force Reserve”.  If you are a military history buff, they are really interesting to read.  I have a handful of them from 1965.  I plan on posting Dad’s military memorabilia on Saturdays (until I run out of items).  “Service Saturdays” I will think of it.

Here is the March 1965 copy of The Air Reservist, Official Magazine of the Air Reserve Forces.  I hope you enjoy.


Those are the front and back covers.  I would like to draw your attention to the address label on the back cover.  It is addressed to Daddy in Carlisle.  There is no longer a post office in Carlisle, there has not been for decades.

It is really cool to see the help wanted adds posted for the various states.

On Page 9 you will find a West Virginia native, General Walter C Sweeney Jr.  General Sweeney graduated from West Point June 1930.  He took part in the Battle of Midway and later flew B-29s against Japan while serving the 73rd Bomb Wing.

For all of you airplane enthusiasts, there is a great centerfold of the TAC’s fleet of aircraft styles.

I hope you enjoyed the magazine.

Did you serve as an Air Force Reservist?  I would love to hear your story!


I have decided to post the sports programs on Fridays.  Friday Night Lights in a small town!

Collins High did not fare well against Man High School, losing 0-12 in a home game.


I like the idea that the programs each had a serial number on them.  Dad must have went with friends to this game, he had three programs.  Also – a team with a Hillbilly mascot.  I chuckle…


When I research my relatives I look for three key documents:

  • Birth Certificate or notation on the state’s Register of Births
  • Marriage Certificate/License or notation on the state’s Register of Marriages
  • Death Certificate or notation on the state’s Register of Deaths.

My discovery of the online Archives from the WV Division of Culture and History has given a greater ease to my process (for WV ancestors).  For those of you with WV ancestors, that link is HERE.

Keep in mind, the volunteers who have spent tireless hours transcribing old documents are only human.  They are not free from errors and sometimes mistype a name or year, etc.  Because the site searches the specific names, it might be easier for you to keep a running list of misspells for your family surname to use when searches do not provide results. Or, you can leave off the date, the county or even the first name.  I once searched through every live birth in a specific year in the 1880’s in the state of West Virginia and was able to use the actual birth date (month/day) to lock down a relative’s birth certificate.  I have combed through pages of names to find something within the realm (and sometimes far to the fringes) of what the spelling of mine might be (Seletyn and Taraczkozy – the spelling combos are endless).  The thing is, sometimes the facts do not align with what is recorded (both electronically as well as in writing).

In searching ancestors who migrated here from Europe, the facts not aligning becomes exponentially more frustrating.  For example: trying to locate the ship manifest for my Great Grandpa Taraczkozy.  I had copies of both his Intention to Naturalize as well as the Petition to Naturalize (county level documents filed and easily found in Raleigh, WV).  On that paperwork, he (himself) stated that on August 9, 1903 he traveled from Havre, France to the port of New York (Ellis Island).  My searches through the Ellis Island records (the website for Ellis Island records can be found HERE) gave zero results.  Every few months I would circle back around to it, trying various  spellings of Taraczkozy.  I would do this for both the Ellis Island site as well as the various Ancestry sites.

Then, one day I caught a break.  One of the random searches on an ancestry site was close enough to catch “Balint Tarasztkozy” on a passenger list.  I pulled up the document and did a face-palm.

Name: Balint Tarasztkozy
Gender: Male
Race: Magyar (Hungarian)
Birthdate: 1872
Age: 32
Arrival date: Aug 1904
Port of Departure: Bremen, Germany
Ship Name: Cassel
Port of Arrival: Baltimore, Maryland
Destination: Braddock, Pennsylvania
Friend’s Name: Istvan Turdic
Last Residence: Hungary
Page: 195

The glaring differences from my GGPa’s own statement of facts on his naturalization records: Name (transcribing error, not his), Year of Arrival, Port of Departure, Port of Arrival.  The few correct items (his last residence was in Hungary, his race was Magyar and he was born in 1872) allowed me to confirm this was actually who I was looking for.

There he is, on the very first line, in all his brazen glory!

I seriously did a little happy dance in my library when I found this.  “There you are.” I said aloud to my laptop.  Later, my cheeks would hurt from smiling all evening.  I am smiling now, as I type this.

So now I have all kinds of additional questions:

  • Who was Istvan?
  • What work was there for him in McKeesport, PA?
  • Where did he go from there?

(Side note: I am fascinated to find that there are a number of websites on which you can find a picture of the boat noted as the vessel that carried your ancestor to the United States from Europe.)

See the source image

So, the morals of the story:

  • Just because you cannot find it with accurate/proven information does not mean it is not there.
  • A name is just a name until it is misspelled.
  • Even your own ancestor could state the wrong information.
  • Use what you have as a guide to find the next document, but do not get caught up in the “exact” information.

Do you research your ancestors?  Do you have any tips you would like to share?  I would love to hear about them!