<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6572333972573057899</id><updated>2011-04-21T20:56:23.767-07:00</updated><category term='Harry Oregon Pioneers 1'/><category term='O’Brien home in Limerick'/><category term='Ireland'/><title type='text'>Evelyn's Genealogy Blog</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evelynharry.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572333972573057899/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evelynharry.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>edharry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16438808223041544065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_lhT7pPC2c/SU7Qs63REJI/AAAAAAAAABw/DG-cCGaVzeE/S220/2002_3.png'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>17</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6572333972573057899.post-1536201983242447461</id><published>2008-07-19T11:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T11:39:15.547-07:00</updated><title type='text'>REUNION</title><summary type='text'>&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  REUNION   Part 6:  Written by Tamara O’Brien Ralston as a birthday gift on Jan. 15, 1998 for her father Ron O’Brien           It's too dry for campfires this year. Instead, we put the children to bed and gather around a citronella candle. It occurs to me this circle of chairs is a good metaphor for our extended family - Impermanent, loosely organized, focused around a single</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evelynharry.blogspot.com/feeds/1536201983242447461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6572333972573057899&amp;postID=1536201983242447461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572333972573057899/posts/default/1536201983242447461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572333972573057899/posts/default/1536201983242447461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evelynharry.blogspot.com/2008/07/reunion.html' title='REUNION'/><author><name>edharry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16438808223041544065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_lhT7pPC2c/SU7Qs63REJI/AAAAAAAAABw/DG-cCGaVzeE/S220/2002_3.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6572333972573057899.post-5417817463402178382</id><published>2008-07-08T21:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T22:04:29.102-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reunion Part 5 By Tamara O'Brien Ralston</title><summary type='text'>&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;   &lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  REUNIONPart 5:Written by Tamara O’Brien Ralston as a birthday gift on Jan. 15, 1998 for her father Ron O’Brien   In my absence, our homesteaders erect an impressive tent city, complete with folding chairs, and plastic tablecloths. Dinner preparations are underway. I delight to see that my aunt, uncle and cousins have arrived. The gang is all here. My </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evelynharry.blogspot.com/feeds/5417817463402178382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6572333972573057899&amp;postID=5417817463402178382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572333972573057899/posts/default/5417817463402178382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572333972573057899/posts/default/5417817463402178382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evelynharry.blogspot.com/2008/07/reunion-part-5-by-tamara-obrien-ralston.html' title='Reunion Part 5 By Tamara O&apos;Brien Ralston'/><author><name>edharry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16438808223041544065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_lhT7pPC2c/SU7Qs63REJI/AAAAAAAAABw/DG-cCGaVzeE/S220/2002_3.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6572333972573057899.post-3634814692291280850</id><published>2008-06-28T09:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T10:03:30.547-07:00</updated><title type='text'>REUNION: By Tamara O'Brien  1998</title><summary type='text'>&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;   Part 4:  Written by Tamara O’Brien Ralston as a birthday gift on Jan. 15, 1998 for her father Ron O’Brien  "Prepare to unload, " she intones in her best school teacher voice. "We have arrived."  Children spill out of windows and doors, racing to the creek. I long to join them, but feel I should help set up camp. I drag a weatherworn picnic table over. My mother deems it </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evelynharry.blogspot.com/feeds/3634814692291280850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6572333972573057899&amp;postID=3634814692291280850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572333972573057899/posts/default/3634814692291280850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572333972573057899/posts/default/3634814692291280850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evelynharry.blogspot.com/2008/06/reunion-by-tamara-obrien-1998_28.html' title='REUNION: By Tamara O&apos;Brien  1998'/><author><name>edharry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16438808223041544065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_lhT7pPC2c/SU7Qs63REJI/AAAAAAAAABw/DG-cCGaVzeE/S220/2002_3.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6572333972573057899.post-5560683997127978789</id><published>2008-06-26T09:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T09:37:15.935-07:00</updated><title type='text'>REUNION: By Tamara O'Brien  1998</title><summary type='text'>&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  Written by Tamara O’Brien Ralston as a birthday gift on Jan. 15, 1998 for her father Ron O’Brien  Sure enough, we turn east at the Dalles, and soon enter arid brown hills. No amber waves of grain this time of year. Mile after mile of fallow wheat fields blanket the hills like a patchwork quilt. I am hot, uncomfortable and have to pee. Some pioneer I would have been!  My </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evelynharry.blogspot.com/feeds/5560683997127978789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6572333972573057899&amp;postID=5560683997127978789' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572333972573057899/posts/default/5560683997127978789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572333972573057899/posts/default/5560683997127978789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evelynharry.blogspot.com/2008/06/reunion-by-tamara-obrien-1998_26.html' title='REUNION: By Tamara O&apos;Brien  1998'/><author><name>edharry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16438808223041544065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_lhT7pPC2c/SU7Qs63REJI/AAAAAAAAABw/DG-cCGaVzeE/S220/2002_3.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6572333972573057899.post-6709065137649183001</id><published>2008-06-21T10:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T10:29:18.751-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  REUNION   Part 2:  Written by Tamara O’Brien Ralston as a birthday gift on Jan. 15, 1998 for her father Ron O’Brien.     Dufur. It’s an apt name for a tiny fossilized relic of an eastern Oregon outpost. Main Street boasts a market, hardware store, bank, and a couple of taverns. The town's only hotel closed indefinitely for renovation, but re-opens when someone the owner </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evelynharry.blogspot.com/feeds/6709065137649183001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6572333972573057899&amp;postID=6709065137649183001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572333972573057899/posts/default/6709065137649183001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572333972573057899/posts/default/6709065137649183001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evelynharry.blogspot.com/2008/06/reunion-part-2-written-by-tamara-obrien.html' title=''/><author><name>edharry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16438808223041544065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_lhT7pPC2c/SU7Qs63REJI/AAAAAAAAABw/DG-cCGaVzeE/S220/2002_3.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6572333972573057899.post-9053496782388656336</id><published>2008-06-14T18:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T18:51:06.450-07:00</updated><title type='text'>REUNION: By Tamara O'Brien  1998</title><summary type='text'>&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  REUNION     Written by Tamara O’Brien as a birthday gift on   Jan. 15, 1998 for her father Ron O’Brien.   Part 1:  It all began with an off-hand remark meant to appease my mother,  "Maybe we'll come to the family reunion in Dufur this summer."  I didn't mean it. I said it to soften the blow that we planned to spend a week on a Michigan lake with my in-laws, instead of making</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evelynharry.blogspot.com/feeds/9053496782388656336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6572333972573057899&amp;postID=9053496782388656336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572333972573057899/posts/default/9053496782388656336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572333972573057899/posts/default/9053496782388656336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evelynharry.blogspot.com/2008/06/reunion-by-tamara-obrien-1998.html' title='REUNION: By Tamara O&apos;Brien  1998'/><author><name>edharry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16438808223041544065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_lhT7pPC2c/SU7Qs63REJI/AAAAAAAAABw/DG-cCGaVzeE/S220/2002_3.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6572333972573057899.post-6295508346144710321</id><published>2008-05-21T22:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T22:13:37.721-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OUR LIFE IN AMERICA</title><summary type='text'>&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;    Those of us who left Ireland left because we had such a strong desire to survive and give our children a better life. We never gave up hope for the future. Some of the people who came to America went to New York, or Canada, or New Orleans, Harper’s Ferry, Iowa, St. Louis, Texas or Little Rock, but we had family in Ohio. Ohio is where we were headed.           No matter </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evelynharry.blogspot.com/feeds/6295508346144710321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6572333972573057899&amp;postID=6295508346144710321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572333972573057899/posts/default/6295508346144710321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572333972573057899/posts/default/6295508346144710321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evelynharry.blogspot.com/2008/05/our-life-in-america.html' title='OUR LIFE IN AMERICA'/><author><name>edharry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16438808223041544065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_lhT7pPC2c/SU7Qs63REJI/AAAAAAAAABw/DG-cCGaVzeE/S220/2002_3.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6572333972573057899.post-5307238459652529021</id><published>2008-04-30T19:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T19:40:12.055-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Coming to America    (continued: from "Sarah's Box"</title><summary type='text'>We didn’t come to America alone, William’s brother Nicholson Peyton O’Brien and his family came also. In fact, several members of our family did leave Ireland. Some went to Canada. Some went to Australia. Some came to America. My brother John stayed in Mount Pleasant with his wife Susan and their family. He became a Justice of the Peace and died in 1878. As I recall, he is the only one who didn’t</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evelynharry.blogspot.com/feeds/5307238459652529021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6572333972573057899&amp;postID=5307238459652529021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572333972573057899/posts/default/5307238459652529021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572333972573057899/posts/default/5307238459652529021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evelynharry.blogspot.com/2008/04/coming-to-america-continued-from-sarahs.html' title='Coming to America    (continued: from &quot;Sarah&apos;s Box&quot;'/><author><name>edharry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16438808223041544065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_lhT7pPC2c/SU7Qs63REJI/AAAAAAAAABw/DG-cCGaVzeE/S220/2002_3.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6572333972573057899.post-6524155470963704614</id><published>2008-04-11T13:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T13:55:49.227-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sarah and her young family:    continued in Sarah's voice</title><summary type='text'>&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;           Soon I was a young mother. In thirteen years I had six children. Our first son, William Lloyd was born in May 19, 1839. We were such proud parents.  Then Hannah was born on February 27, 1842; John Devenish on January 18, 1844; Robert Charles on June 20, 1846; Nicholson Peyton on June 8, 1848; and George Cornelius on October 15, 1850. All were born in Mount Pleasant,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evelynharry.blogspot.com/feeds/6524155470963704614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6572333972573057899&amp;postID=6524155470963704614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572333972573057899/posts/default/6524155470963704614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572333972573057899/posts/default/6524155470963704614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evelynharry.blogspot.com/2008/04/sarah-and-her-young-family-continued-in.html' title='Sarah and her young family:    continued in Sarah&apos;s voice'/><author><name>edharry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16438808223041544065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_lhT7pPC2c/SU7Qs63REJI/AAAAAAAAABw/DG-cCGaVzeE/S220/2002_3.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6572333972573057899.post-7177847827171293303</id><published>2008-04-01T14:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T22:44:43.302-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post Card from Sarah's scrapbook from Ireland about 1845</title><summary type='text'>      Family history says that the scrapbook belonged to Sarah’s oldest daughter. I believe it more likely belonged to Sarah because this page from the scrapbook has a postcard of a very young ‘Her Most Gracious Majesty Victoria’. Sarah and Queen Victoria of England were the same age.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evelynharry.blogspot.com/feeds/7177847827171293303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6572333972573057899&amp;postID=7177847827171293303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572333972573057899/posts/default/7177847827171293303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572333972573057899/posts/default/7177847827171293303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evelynharry.blogspot.com/2008/04/post-card-from-sarahs-scrapbook-from.html' title='Post Card from Sarah&apos;s scrapbook from Ireland about 1845'/><author><name>edharry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16438808223041544065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_lhT7pPC2c/SU7Qs63REJI/AAAAAAAAABw/DG-cCGaVzeE/S220/2002_3.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_lhT7pPC2c/R_KlL56tGoI/AAAAAAAAABA/OlNbYc_pWWk/s72-c/Queen+Victoria.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6572333972573057899.post-2426974482546835088</id><published>2008-04-01T13:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T09:35:37.285-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Harry Oregon Pioneers 1'/><title type='text'>HARRY OREGON TRAIN  PIONEERS</title><summary type='text'>&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;    There was no instant Internet news or nightly television news or hourly radio news. There were no cell phones or no click of the finger text messages. So I wonder how people got their news in 1850. The news that the Oregon Donation Land Law was approved by the federal government on September 27, 1850 did some how travel to Burr Oak Ridge, later to be named Tipton, in Cedar</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evelynharry.blogspot.com/feeds/2426974482546835088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6572333972573057899&amp;postID=2426974482546835088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572333972573057899/posts/default/2426974482546835088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572333972573057899/posts/default/2426974482546835088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evelynharry.blogspot.com/2008/04/sarah-and-her-most-gracious-majesty.html' title='HARRY OREGON TRAIN  PIONEERS'/><author><name>edharry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16438808223041544065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_lhT7pPC2c/SU7Qs63REJI/AAAAAAAAABw/DG-cCGaVzeE/S220/2002_3.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6572333972573057899.post-6668092568859394528</id><published>2008-03-28T14:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T19:17:10.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Last will &amp; testament: William O'Brien's grandfather</title><summary type='text'>RANDLE PEYTON of KNOCKVICARDated     9 May 1822.    Proned 15 Oct. 1845 by Tobias PeytonWife Frances Peyton (Nicholson), whole right title and interest in the lands of Rusheen in the parish of Ardesare in the Co. of Roscommon. As of hold to name from the Earl of Kingston deed leaving to my son Tobias Peyton the right of renewal with the Hon. Lord Viscount Lord Kingston of the said lands of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evelynharry.blogspot.com/feeds/6668092568859394528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6572333972573057899&amp;postID=6668092568859394528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572333972573057899/posts/default/6668092568859394528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572333972573057899/posts/default/6668092568859394528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evelynharry.blogspot.com/2008/03/last-will-testament-of-william-obrien.html' title='Last will &amp; testament: William O&apos;Brien&apos;s grandfather'/><author><name>edharry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16438808223041544065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_lhT7pPC2c/SU7Qs63REJI/AAAAAAAAABw/DG-cCGaVzeE/S220/2002_3.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6572333972573057899.post-3958280179980562874</id><published>2008-03-27T15:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T15:44:22.678-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Notes about Sarah's home</title><summary type='text'>This drawing was found in a scrapbook now cared for by Janice, youngest daughter of Jennie O’Brien Obert. The scrapbook was with other items which belonged to her mother Jennie, granddaughter of Sarah. The scrapbook was brought to America with the family in 1852. The drawing is believed to be either the O’Brien or Devenish home where Sarah and her young family lived before they left Ireland.  The</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evelynharry.blogspot.com/feeds/3958280179980562874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6572333972573057899&amp;postID=3958280179980562874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572333972573057899/posts/default/3958280179980562874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572333972573057899/posts/default/3958280179980562874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evelynharry.blogspot.com/2008/03/notes-about-sarahs-home.html' title='Notes about Sarah&apos;s home'/><author><name>edharry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16438808223041544065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_lhT7pPC2c/SU7Qs63REJI/AAAAAAAAABw/DG-cCGaVzeE/S220/2002_3.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6572333972573057899.post-8294771090989834726</id><published>2008-03-27T15:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T22:44:43.621-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='O’Brien home in Limerick'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ireland'/><title type='text'>Sarah's home in Limerick Ireland</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evelynharry.blogspot.com/feeds/8294771090989834726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6572333972573057899&amp;postID=8294771090989834726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572333972573057899/posts/default/8294771090989834726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572333972573057899/posts/default/8294771090989834726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evelynharry.blogspot.com/2008/03/blog-post.html' title='Sarah&apos;s home in Limerick Ireland'/><author><name>edharry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16438808223041544065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_lhT7pPC2c/SU7Qs63REJI/AAAAAAAAABw/DG-cCGaVzeE/S220/2002_3.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J_lhT7pPC2c/R-whFp6tGiI/AAAAAAAAAAU/YMLH7vM_EOc/s72-c/OBrien+family+home+Stokestown.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6572333972573057899.post-1808159676850714855</id><published>2008-03-27T14:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T14:23:14.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sarah and letters from America</title><summary type='text'>Sarah continued:  part 2         Since I was very young I had heard letters read from family and friends who had moved to America. The newspapers were full of news about the beautiful land in America almost free for the asking. Oh, what stories were told! My uncle had moved to America when he was younger and wrote letters home. Everyone was excited to hear his wild stories. Now, I am not sure if </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evelynharry.blogspot.com/feeds/1808159676850714855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6572333972573057899&amp;postID=1808159676850714855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572333972573057899/posts/default/1808159676850714855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572333972573057899/posts/default/1808159676850714855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evelynharry.blogspot.com/2008/03/ancestors-of-sarah-frances-devenish.html' title='Sarah and letters from America'/><author><name>edharry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16438808223041544065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_lhT7pPC2c/SU7Qs63REJI/AAAAAAAAABw/DG-cCGaVzeE/S220/2002_3.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6572333972573057899.post-1223643788806363390</id><published>2008-03-26T11:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T11:48:03.745-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SARAH FRANCES DEVENISH O’BRIEN</title><summary type='text'>SARAH FRANCES DEVENISH O’BRIENIn the voice of Sarah in 1891By Evelyn Harry 2005From my book "Sarah's Box"         My name is Sarah Frances. My family calls me Sally. I am writing now because I think others in my family may some day be interested in our family’s history. Some of my facts may be wrong because I am 74 years old now. Sometimes I don’t remember everything, but I want to let others </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evelynharry.blogspot.com/feeds/1223643788806363390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6572333972573057899&amp;postID=1223643788806363390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572333972573057899/posts/default/1223643788806363390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572333972573057899/posts/default/1223643788806363390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evelynharry.blogspot.com/2008/03/sarah-frances-devenish-obrien.html' title='SARAH FRANCES DEVENISH O’BRIEN'/><author><name>edharry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16438808223041544065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_lhT7pPC2c/SU7Qs63REJI/AAAAAAAAABw/DG-cCGaVzeE/S220/2002_3.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6572333972573057899.post-7839297260677347057</id><published>2008-03-26T11:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T11:43:03.043-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome to my genealogy blog!</title><summary type='text'>    When I was about ten years old I learned about the “family tree” in a project I was doing in Camp Fire Girls. Since then I have been interested in learning who came before me. During every generation there has been someone in our family, usually a mother, who cared enough to write down all of the information (birth, marriage and death dates) she knew about herself and her husband, her </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evelynharry.blogspot.com/feeds/7839297260677347057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6572333972573057899&amp;postID=7839297260677347057' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572333972573057899/posts/default/7839297260677347057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572333972573057899/posts/default/7839297260677347057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evelynharry.blogspot.com/2008/03/welcome-to-my-genealogy-blog.html' title='Welcome to my genealogy blog!'/><author><name>edharry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16438808223041544065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J_lhT7pPC2c/SU7Qs63REJI/AAAAAAAAABw/DG-cCGaVzeE/S220/2002_3.png'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
