She was my great-grandmother.
Granny Faith (I have seen her name spelled Faith, Faithe, Faithy, Faithey, Fathy) was born in Saline County, Arkansas, and lived her entire life there as far as I can tell. She married first Philip Bradfield, and the couple had three daughters. Philip died at an early age, and she married widower Robert Campbell Vance who had three children. They had been married about two years when Granny became pregnant. The summer before her baby was to arrive, she left Grandpa Vance and moved back home with her mother and sisters. In September she gave birth to twin sons who were named Reyburn and Clayburn. She developed a child-birth infection and died when the twins were 11 days old. The boys were then raised by their spinster aunt, widowed aunt, and aging grandmother. Faith's oldest daughter by her first marriage helped care for the young boys who, from all accounts, were spoiled rotten by the house full of women.
In my grandparents' home hung a large portrait of Faith. I used to love asking my grandpa who that woman was (even though I knew), and he would tell me his beautiful mother (whom he never got to know). After his death, my grandmother asked what I wanted of his and I asked for his ballpoint pen (which, unfortunately, I misplaced) and Faith's large portrait. That portrait is my most prized family possession.
Years later that portrait was hanging in our family room. My youngest daughter was sitting on the sofa under the photograph when I exclaimed, "Look at that portrait and tell me what you see." She said, "Oh, no! It's me!!" My daughter had the very same hairline (her hair was even up in a bun that day), the same mole on her face and the same droopy ear (she has had the mole removed and the ear fixed). The story gets more interesting. I had wanted to name my daughter Christina Faith, but her father wanted something different. (Her middle name of Ann is after Granny Faith as well as another Granny of mine named Nancy Ann). After I began working on my genealogy, I discovered Faith's great-grandmother's name was Christina.
[The coordinates are what my GPS gave me; however, her gravesite is more to the right when looking at the cemetery rather than the left.]
Granny Faith (I have seen her name spelled Faith, Faithe, Faithy, Faithey, Fathy) was born in Saline County, Arkansas, and lived her entire life there as far as I can tell. She married first Philip Bradfield, and the couple had three daughters. Philip died at an early age, and she married widower Robert Campbell Vance who had three children. They had been married about two years when Granny became pregnant. The summer before her baby was to arrive, she left Grandpa Vance and moved back home with her mother and sisters. In September she gave birth to twin sons who were named Reyburn and Clayburn. She developed a child-birth infection and died when the twins were 11 days old. The boys were then raised by their spinster aunt, widowed aunt, and aging grandmother. Faith's oldest daughter by her first marriage helped care for the young boys who, from all accounts, were spoiled rotten by the house full of women.
In my grandparents' home hung a large portrait of Faith. I used to love asking my grandpa who that woman was (even though I knew), and he would tell me his beautiful mother (whom he never got to know). After his death, my grandmother asked what I wanted of his and I asked for his ballpoint pen (which, unfortunately, I misplaced) and Faith's large portrait. That portrait is my most prized family possession.
Years later that portrait was hanging in our family room. My youngest daughter was sitting on the sofa under the photograph when I exclaimed, "Look at that portrait and tell me what you see." She said, "Oh, no! It's me!!" My daughter had the very same hairline (her hair was even up in a bun that day), the same mole on her face and the same droopy ear (she has had the mole removed and the ear fixed). The story gets more interesting. I had wanted to name my daughter Christina Faith, but her father wanted something different. (Her middle name of Ann is after Granny Faith as well as another Granny of mine named Nancy Ann). After I began working on my genealogy, I discovered Faith's great-grandmother's name was Christina.
[The coordinates are what my GPS gave me; however, her gravesite is more to the right when looking at the cemetery rather than the left.]
She was my great-grandmother.
Granny Faith (I have seen her name spelled Faith, Faithe, Faithy, Faithey, Fathy) was born in Saline County, Arkansas, and lived her entire life there as far as I can tell. She married first Philip Bradfield, and the couple had three daughters. Philip died at an early age, and she married widower Robert Campbell Vance who had three children. They had been married about two years when Granny became pregnant. The summer before her baby was to arrive, she left Grandpa Vance and moved back home with her mother and sisters. In September she gave birth to twin sons who were named Reyburn and Clayburn. She developed a child-birth infection and died when the twins were 11 days old. The boys were then raised by their spinster aunt, widowed aunt, and aging grandmother. Faith's oldest daughter by her first marriage helped care for the young boys who, from all accounts, were spoiled rotten by the house full of women.
In my grandparents' home hung a large portrait of Faith. I used to love asking my grandpa who that woman was (even though I knew), and he would tell me his beautiful mother (whom he never got to know). After his death, my grandmother asked what I wanted of his and I asked for his ballpoint pen (which, unfortunately, I misplaced) and Faith's large portrait. That portrait is my most prized family possession.
Years later that portrait was hanging in our family room. My youngest daughter was sitting on the sofa under the photograph when I exclaimed, "Look at that portrait and tell me what you see." She said, "Oh, no! It's me!!" My daughter had the very same hairline (her hair was even up in a bun that day), the same mole on her face and the same droopy ear (she has had the mole removed and the ear fixed). The story gets more interesting. I had wanted to name my daughter Christina Faith, but her father wanted something different. (Her middle name of Ann is after Granny Faith as well as another Granny of mine named Nancy Ann). After I began working on my genealogy, I discovered Faith's great-grandmother's name was Christina.
[The coordinates are what my GPS gave me; however, her gravesite is more to the right when looking at the cemetery rather than the left.]
Granny Faith (I have seen her name spelled Faith, Faithe, Faithy, Faithey, Fathy) was born in Saline County, Arkansas, and lived her entire life there as far as I can tell. She married first Philip Bradfield, and the couple had three daughters. Philip died at an early age, and she married widower Robert Campbell Vance who had three children. They had been married about two years when Granny became pregnant. The summer before her baby was to arrive, she left Grandpa Vance and moved back home with her mother and sisters. In September she gave birth to twin sons who were named Reyburn and Clayburn. She developed a child-birth infection and died when the twins were 11 days old. The boys were then raised by their spinster aunt, widowed aunt, and aging grandmother. Faith's oldest daughter by her first marriage helped care for the young boys who, from all accounts, were spoiled rotten by the house full of women.
In my grandparents' home hung a large portrait of Faith. I used to love asking my grandpa who that woman was (even though I knew), and he would tell me his beautiful mother (whom he never got to know). After his death, my grandmother asked what I wanted of his and I asked for his ballpoint pen (which, unfortunately, I misplaced) and Faith's large portrait. That portrait is my most prized family possession.
Years later that portrait was hanging in our family room. My youngest daughter was sitting on the sofa under the photograph when I exclaimed, "Look at that portrait and tell me what you see." She said, "Oh, no! It's me!!" My daughter had the very same hairline (her hair was even up in a bun that day), the same mole on her face and the same droopy ear (she has had the mole removed and the ear fixed). The story gets more interesting. I had wanted to name my daughter Christina Faith, but her father wanted something different. (Her middle name of Ann is after Granny Faith as well as another Granny of mine named Nancy Ann). After I began working on my genealogy, I discovered Faith's great-grandmother's name was Christina.
[The coordinates are what my GPS gave me; however, her gravesite is more to the right when looking at the cemetery rather than the left.]
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