Post by tooleyau on May 7, 2014 9:10:02 GMT 10
Tuesday, getting closer to home.
This was supposed to be a quick "family" day then on to albury.
My great great grandfather used to own the pub in Howlong, so we drove across the river to Howlong, only to find that there were two pubs in the main street. Which one? Anne and I both suggested that since we were standing outside the library that someone might know. As librarians know everything...
To cut a long story short we found the pub,
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We found, across the street the Mechanics Institute, that he donated the land for, and was a director, that had his photo inside still up on the wall.
And we found his house.
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In the Mechanics Institute, which is now an op-shop we were speaking to one of the ladies and explained our quest, and she said that my relative , James Stanton, was obviously related to the Stanton family that owned the Stanton And Kileen winery in Rutherglen,
After a quick visit to his grave we then drove back across the river, had lunch in Rutherglen, then found the winery. We spoke to the girl behind the counter who said that she would get Tash, who was a Descendant of Tim Stanton.
It turned out that her family had also done some ancestry research and her branch of the Stanton line came from England whereas mine came from Ireland. No relations at all, but we did get the family discount on the wines we bought.
We then drove into Albury, where we booked into the caravan park, visited my aunty, and then had fish and chips for tea.
Wednesday, late start.
We drove to Coles where we picked up a cake so we did not arrive empty handed at my Aunties place.
We spent 2 hours chatting, before we headed off to Eskdale which was the ancestral stamping grounds of my grandmother. A pleasant drive through rolling hills.
We had a burger in the pub where we spoke to one local who said the family name is still in the district but did not know where they lived. It did not matter as I was not going to knock on their door and tell them I was their long lost cousin and what happened to the family fortune.
We then drove to Tallangatta where the family also lived but the man who ran the museum was away, and we will call him when we get home.
back to Albury and when driving down the main street I heard a strange rumble from under the bonnet. It was the air conditioning clutch bearing packing it in. A quick removal of a fan belt and we were on our way again.
When driving into the van park I noticed a hot rod in the yard next door. Apparently the owner imports cars from the US, tarts them up a bit and then sells them.
There was a nice 1965 Ford falcon convertible , left hand drive, for less than 15 thousand.
Mike.
This was supposed to be a quick "family" day then on to albury.
My great great grandfather used to own the pub in Howlong, so we drove across the river to Howlong, only to find that there were two pubs in the main street. Which one? Anne and I both suggested that since we were standing outside the library that someone might know. As librarians know everything...
To cut a long story short we found the pub,
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We found, across the street the Mechanics Institute, that he donated the land for, and was a director, that had his photo inside still up on the wall.
And we found his house.
Attachment Deleted
In the Mechanics Institute, which is now an op-shop we were speaking to one of the ladies and explained our quest, and she said that my relative , James Stanton, was obviously related to the Stanton family that owned the Stanton And Kileen winery in Rutherglen,
After a quick visit to his grave we then drove back across the river, had lunch in Rutherglen, then found the winery. We spoke to the girl behind the counter who said that she would get Tash, who was a Descendant of Tim Stanton.
It turned out that her family had also done some ancestry research and her branch of the Stanton line came from England whereas mine came from Ireland. No relations at all, but we did get the family discount on the wines we bought.
We then drove into Albury, where we booked into the caravan park, visited my aunty, and then had fish and chips for tea.
Wednesday, late start.
We drove to Coles where we picked up a cake so we did not arrive empty handed at my Aunties place.
We spent 2 hours chatting, before we headed off to Eskdale which was the ancestral stamping grounds of my grandmother. A pleasant drive through rolling hills.
We had a burger in the pub where we spoke to one local who said the family name is still in the district but did not know where they lived. It did not matter as I was not going to knock on their door and tell them I was their long lost cousin and what happened to the family fortune.
We then drove to Tallangatta where the family also lived but the man who ran the museum was away, and we will call him when we get home.
back to Albury and when driving down the main street I heard a strange rumble from under the bonnet. It was the air conditioning clutch bearing packing it in. A quick removal of a fan belt and we were on our way again.
When driving into the van park I noticed a hot rod in the yard next door. Apparently the owner imports cars from the US, tarts them up a bit and then sells them.
There was a nice 1965 Ford falcon convertible , left hand drive, for less than 15 thousand.
Mike.