Elizabeth Rebecca Welch has as part of her memories the ride she and her family took in a covered wagon from Kansas to Utah, where she would later meet her husband, Orrin Ward Welch.
Her family hails from Ireland, but the mtDNA testing shows she is halpogroup H63, which means at some point in time, from the 8th-16th centuries AD, the original Eve of her family left Danmark and moved to Ireland, but when this occurred is impossible to tell, due to the common use of the names in the genealogy.
She married Orrin Ward Welch on 31 May 1902 in Sweetwater, WY, and their union produced six children: Alva Orrin Welch (1906-1992), who married Laura Daggs, no issue; Emma Bertha Welch (1909-1977), wife of Edward Drysdale, no issue; Eleanor Elizabeth Welch (1911-1994), wife of Orville J. Moran, 3 issues; Florence Margaret Welch (1916-1996), wife of Wil Whitehurst, 4 issues; Anna LaVerne Welch (1918-2012), wife of Dr. Frederick Bunnell Pulling, Jr., DVM, 3 issues; and Dorothy Jane Welch (1916-2013), wife of Mickey Rose, 3 issues.
Elizabeth was active in her church and did various community services such as collecting clothing to be sent to Asia. She is the one who taught me how to sew and who would spend hours reviewing the previous lessons about the Welch family history, making me repeat it back to her and correcting my mistakes as we went along. When Orrin was alive and he began the same oral history lessons about his family, she would act out the various things he said to hold my attention; for instance, when he said his family comes from royalty in Europe, she would put on the paper crown she had made for the lesson and prance around the room with pomp and circumstance.
She was an extremely caring person, devoted to her children and her husband, and his untimely passing upset her greatly. She lived in the same house in Alhambra--now torn down and made into an apartment complex, sadly--and I can still remember the smells, the trips out to the back yard to pick rhubarb she treasured, planted next to the rabbit pens, and her continual care for the magnolia and fig trees on her property. I still miss her, as she is one of the grandmothers for whom I am named.
Her family hails from Ireland, but the mtDNA testing shows she is halpogroup H63, which means at some point in time, from the 8th-16th centuries AD, the original Eve of her family left Danmark and moved to Ireland, but when this occurred is impossible to tell, due to the common use of the names in the genealogy.
She married Orrin Ward Welch on 31 May 1902 in Sweetwater, WY, and their union produced six children: Alva Orrin Welch (1906-1992), who married Laura Daggs, no issue; Emma Bertha Welch (1909-1977), wife of Edward Drysdale, no issue; Eleanor Elizabeth Welch (1911-1994), wife of Orville J. Moran, 3 issues; Florence Margaret Welch (1916-1996), wife of Wil Whitehurst, 4 issues; Anna LaVerne Welch (1918-2012), wife of Dr. Frederick Bunnell Pulling, Jr., DVM, 3 issues; and Dorothy Jane Welch (1916-2013), wife of Mickey Rose, 3 issues.
Elizabeth was active in her church and did various community services such as collecting clothing to be sent to Asia. She is the one who taught me how to sew and who would spend hours reviewing the previous lessons about the Welch family history, making me repeat it back to her and correcting my mistakes as we went along. When Orrin was alive and he began the same oral history lessons about his family, she would act out the various things he said to hold my attention; for instance, when he said his family comes from royalty in Europe, she would put on the paper crown she had made for the lesson and prance around the room with pomp and circumstance.
She was an extremely caring person, devoted to her children and her husband, and his untimely passing upset her greatly. She lived in the same house in Alhambra--now torn down and made into an apartment complex, sadly--and I can still remember the smells, the trips out to the back yard to pick rhubarb she treasured, planted next to the rabbit pens, and her continual care for the magnolia and fig trees on her property. I still miss her, as she is one of the grandmothers for whom I am named.
Elizabeth Rebecca Welch has as part of her memories the ride she and her family took in a covered wagon from Kansas to Utah, where she would later meet her husband, Orrin Ward Welch.
Her family hails from Ireland, but the mtDNA testing shows she is halpogroup H63, which means at some point in time, from the 8th-16th centuries AD, the original Eve of her family left Danmark and moved to Ireland, but when this occurred is impossible to tell, due to the common use of the names in the genealogy.
She married Orrin Ward Welch on 31 May 1902 in Sweetwater, WY, and their union produced six children: Alva Orrin Welch (1906-1992), who married Laura Daggs, no issue; Emma Bertha Welch (1909-1977), wife of Edward Drysdale, no issue; Eleanor Elizabeth Welch (1911-1994), wife of Orville J. Moran, 3 issues; Florence Margaret Welch (1916-1996), wife of Wil Whitehurst, 4 issues; Anna LaVerne Welch (1918-2012), wife of Dr. Frederick Bunnell Pulling, Jr., DVM, 3 issues; and Dorothy Jane Welch (1916-2013), wife of Mickey Rose, 3 issues.
Elizabeth was active in her church and did various community services such as collecting clothing to be sent to Asia. She is the one who taught me how to sew and who would spend hours reviewing the previous lessons about the Welch family history, making me repeat it back to her and correcting my mistakes as we went along. When Orrin was alive and he began the same oral history lessons about his family, she would act out the various things he said to hold my attention; for instance, when he said his family comes from royalty in Europe, she would put on the paper crown she had made for the lesson and prance around the room with pomp and circumstance.
She was an extremely caring person, devoted to her children and her husband, and his untimely passing upset her greatly. She lived in the same house in Alhambra--now torn down and made into an apartment complex, sadly--and I can still remember the smells, the trips out to the back yard to pick rhubarb she treasured, planted next to the rabbit pens, and her continual care for the magnolia and fig trees on her property. I still miss her, as she is one of the grandmothers for whom I am named.
Her family hails from Ireland, but the mtDNA testing shows she is halpogroup H63, which means at some point in time, from the 8th-16th centuries AD, the original Eve of her family left Danmark and moved to Ireland, but when this occurred is impossible to tell, due to the common use of the names in the genealogy.
She married Orrin Ward Welch on 31 May 1902 in Sweetwater, WY, and their union produced six children: Alva Orrin Welch (1906-1992), who married Laura Daggs, no issue; Emma Bertha Welch (1909-1977), wife of Edward Drysdale, no issue; Eleanor Elizabeth Welch (1911-1994), wife of Orville J. Moran, 3 issues; Florence Margaret Welch (1916-1996), wife of Wil Whitehurst, 4 issues; Anna LaVerne Welch (1918-2012), wife of Dr. Frederick Bunnell Pulling, Jr., DVM, 3 issues; and Dorothy Jane Welch (1916-2013), wife of Mickey Rose, 3 issues.
Elizabeth was active in her church and did various community services such as collecting clothing to be sent to Asia. She is the one who taught me how to sew and who would spend hours reviewing the previous lessons about the Welch family history, making me repeat it back to her and correcting my mistakes as we went along. When Orrin was alive and he began the same oral history lessons about his family, she would act out the various things he said to hold my attention; for instance, when he said his family comes from royalty in Europe, she would put on the paper crown she had made for the lesson and prance around the room with pomp and circumstance.
She was an extremely caring person, devoted to her children and her husband, and his untimely passing upset her greatly. She lived in the same house in Alhambra--now torn down and made into an apartment complex, sadly--and I can still remember the smells, the trips out to the back yard to pick rhubarb she treasured, planted next to the rabbit pens, and her continual care for the magnolia and fig trees on her property. I still miss her, as she is one of the grandmothers for whom I am named.
