I had a friend loan me this neat little book. It is basically an early scrapbook from the years 1894 – 1931, it’s a history of the Presbyterian Church here in Alexandria Louisiana. It was written by Mrs. B. L. Price, the pastor’s wife in the early years of the church’s history.
What makes this little work so neat, is Mrs. B. L. Price gathered photographs of all the major contributors to the First Presbyterian Church here in Alexandria. She took pictures of the Sunday school teachers, church members, deacons, etc. in front of their homes. She also gave a little snippet about their personality, interests and church involvement.
There are only two of these small leather bound, scrapbooks and existence. One, my friend has, and the other one is owned by the family of a long time past member of the church. Here are a few examples of the pages. Enjoy!
I have passed the Coldwell Banker sign on numerous occasions. Ok, I’ll bite. I looked up the information for this lot:
||Vacant Land (0-10 Acres) RESID
||2401 Monroe St
Alexandria , LA 71301
But the kicker is:
Nearly one acre of land, suitable for construction of single family homes.
WHAT A JOKE!
If you are confused, click here to read about the house that used to be there and click here.
I thought this was neat. This was sent to me this morning. Thought I would repost. It is neat to visit the museum. Anyone who has not visited, it would be well worth your while and best of all — it’s free! My favorite time to go is when relatives come in. We make a round to the Kent House and the Museum, as well as other cool things.
“The photograph you are looking at is part of the core history of the Hotel Bentley. It is the Hotel Bentley Corporation Stock book. It has surfaced after spending almost 60 years in a box in the back of a closet, in Houston, Texas. It records the investors in the Hotel Bentley from 1919 to 1936. The names of the local businessmen who thought enough about Alexandria to invest their hard earned money in the Bentley.
It paid off for them. All their names are displayed and the amount of stock they purchased and date of purchase are on display along with this book. A piece of Central Louisiana History, at the Louisiana History Museum. Come view the expanded Bentley Hotel exhibit. It’s free.”
My friend, Dale Genius, has created a website to sell some of the antiques he and his wife have amassed over the last thirty plus years. They previously owned an antique store and have lots of inventory still stored that they have now organized and are trying to sell. If you are interested in checking out what he has for sale, be sure to visit: www.genius-antiques.com
P.S. If you purchase something, be sure to come back here and tell us what you bought!
Along with other preservationists, I had the privilege of touring this barn today. It is a pretty lady. Here are the pictures from the tour. If I did not have midterms and a host of other pressing things to do, I would give a narrative of the tour. Maybe another time. Here are the beautiful pictures.
This weekend Steven and I had the privilege of staying in Natchez Mississippi for a marriage retreat in the Natchez Grand Hotel. I am so refreshed, renewed and invigorated from the beautiful architecture, lovely gardens, cool junk places to shop, the hip stores and coffee hangouts and also from the wonderful time spent amongst friends. Here are a few snapshots from the weekend.
The only scary part was Snuggie. You would have had to have been there in order to understand this element of the weekend! Ha! I will post a pic and that is all I will say about the matter!
New Life in a Montana Ghost Town
State Stabilizes National Historic Landmark
By Amy Stix | Online Only | Sept. 20, 2010
The town of Bannack, Montana, rose quickly from the parched, scrubby earth after the first major gold strike was made here in 1862. And though the fledgling territorial capital was named for the area’s original inhabitants, the Bannock Indians, local legend has it that officials in Washington mistook an “o” for an “a,” and Bannack was born. To read more click here.
I enjoyed this article. We plan on traveling to Montana in one of the upcoming years. I am putting Bannack on my must see list.
Or, maybe that is what the doctor whom I almost tossed off my front porch thought.
It started out as a pleasant day. Lazy Saturday…sitting around the house. I heard a knock on the front door and went to answer it. Standing on my front porch, well dressed, was a man in his late 30s. I took it in and thought, hmmm….this man is somebody, or THINKS he is somebody. The first thing he said was “You may think I am crazy for knocking on your door, but do you want to sell your house”. Immediately, I am intrigued. This man appeared to be well dressed and his demeanor spoke of money….lots of money. Even though I love my house, in the interest of historic preservation and if it would get “fixed up” quicker, I entertained the thought of selling it. I was processing the thought and heard myself reply “We can talk about it”. At that time, my husband moved out on the porch and my dogs went berserk. Not a good sign. So, I hushed my dogs and put them in their kennel and came back. The man was gone. I looked accusingly at my husband for an answer. I was wondering what he said to the man that caused him leave.
My husband chuckled at the questions in my eyes and said only four words “He’s friends with Ratcliff“. Immediately it dawned on me. This dude wanted to buy my house, hack it up into pieces, and move it to a “good” neighborhood. I became incensed and threw open the door to give him a piece of my mind and what I thought about people like him. He was gone. Darn. Poor man. He had no idea that being friends with you know who was a con as far as we are concerned. He would have done better keeping that name to himself.
My husband told him very kindly (he is the nice one) that he should not say that name so loud, that his wife (me) might overhear. He warned him about my feelings on the matter and told him that we prefer to advocate for historic neighborhoods rather than to tear out the good pieces in them which leaves empty lots and only memories. Pulling up a large house in this area would be like pulling out your front tooth. He also informed him that we advocate for neighborhood revitalization, better preservation laws, better oversight from the Housing Authority, better code enforcement, landlords paying attention to their properties, pride of ownership, etc. That what he proposed to do was not the answer.
So, I guess I am glad that I had to return inside the house. Otherwise, they might have had a write up in the paper about some crazy blonde woman chasing a man down Monroe Street with a crowbar….. 🙂 Well, maybe not that drastic. But, you get my point.
I visited with a good friend at the Kent House today. I shared some geneology documents with her regarding the Hynson and Ringgold families. They were kind enough to let me take a picture, with my digital camera, of Sarah Hynson Ringgold (the builder of my house and last owner of the Kent Plantation) so I will have it to go along with all of the documents about her. As far as I knew, this was the only one in existence in Cenla. I am sure some of her family members have retained pictures of her. What is interesting though is that I bought a packet of black and white pictures from Miss. Lily’s Antiques about four years ago, and among them was the second photo. I like old pictures and think it is sad that they end up in a flea market or antique shop. Someone did not care enough to pass on their family heritage….or maybe other things came to pass for them to end up there…regardless…
Could this be Sarah Hynson Ringgold? The two women favor….is it a younger Sarah? She was blind so that may account for why: A. She was not looking straight at the camera and; B. Why she does not look so solemn like many other portraits of that time. I am going to try to find out when the first picture was taken so I can date the second one and see if it could possibly be Mrs. Hynson….a mystery to be sure!
Sarah Hynson Ringgold
Could this be Sarah Hynson Ringgold?
I also know Sarah had two daughters and several grandchildren. I will also have to research to see if two of her grandchildren were born around the same time. I am having a hard time dating this photo.
Are these two women one and the same? Or not? Help me solve the mystery.
I just received this. When I get more details, I will edit this post. This is a picture of my house sometime in the early 1900’s. Note the horse and buggy parked out front. I am soooo thrilled to have this picture! The turret (the cone) is long gone and I have had an architect draw up some plans to restore it. This picture is better than the other one I have. I hear rumors that there are several pictures in existence, just tracking down who has them has been the hard thing.
Here is the only other picture I have of this house: Click Here.