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Bob--
Would be interested in your lineage from Lewis Moses and Delilah Turpin Coffey. Willing to share information with you. Regrettably, I do not have information regarding her final resting place for you.
Debbi Tower
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Date: Wed, 19 Dec 2007 10:39:10 -0800 (PST)
From: Bob Coffey <drifterbob2(a)yahoo.com>
Subject: [COFFEY] Delilah (Turpin) Coffey
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Hi all. I'am Bob Coffey of Indiana, And am looking for the final resting place of Delilah (Turpin) Coffey, my GG' grandmother. b. April 1802 d. 1873. She was born around Maison, Ky., Married Lewis Moses Coffey b.10 Oct. 1798 d. June 1844 in Ky., then they moved to Morgan co. Indiana around 1826. She had a daut. Mary ann (Polly) who maried John Lewis Cook and moved to Harrison co. Mo. I found Delilah in the 1870 censes for Harrison co., but don't know if she came back to Indiana in the 3 years of her life after the censes. Thanks for any help I may recieve on this Bob Coffey drifterbob2(a)yahoo.com
The only info that I have on her death was submitted
to me in a file, Descendants of Lewis Moses Coffey by
Dorothy Louise Crawford in Oct. 2005. She wrote that
Delilah died in 1873 at Martinsville, Morgan Co., IN.
She does not say however, where Delilah was buried.
Jack
--- Bob Coffey <drifterbob2(a)yahoo.com> wrote:
> Hi all. I'am Bob Coffey of Indiana, And am looking
> for the final resting place of Delilah (Turpin)
> Coffey, my GG' grandmother.
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Another year is drawing to a close. We've seen some good times and
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leaving us wondering.
Some may have lost loved ones or are near such an event. Some may
have new ones coming into their lives. I suppose for most it has
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We wonder what the new year will bring in it's bag - hope, joy,
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This note is to wish each of you a good closing of the books for
2007, a better opening in 2008.
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Hi all. I'am Bob Coffey of Indiana, And am looking for the final resting place of Delilah (Turpin) Coffey, my GG' grandmother. b. April 1802 d. 1873. She was born around Maison, Ky., Married Lewis Moses Coffey b.10 Oct. 1798 d. June 1844 in Ky., then they moved to Morgan co. Indiana around 1826. She had a daut. Mary ann (Polly) who maried John Lewis Cook and moved to Harrison co. Mo. I found Delilah in the 1870 censes for Harrison co., but don't know if she came back to Indiana in the 3 years of her life after the censes. Thanks for any help I may recieve on this Bob Coffey drifterbob2(a)yahoo.com
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JEST 'FORE CHRISTMAS
Father calls me William, sister calls me Will,
Mother calls me Willie, but the fellers call me Bill!
Mighty glad I ain't a girl---ruther be a boy,
Without them sashes, curls, an' things that's worn by Fauntleroy!
Love to chawnk green apples an' go swimmin' in the lake---
Hate to take the castor-ile they give for bellyache!
Most all the time, the whole year round, there ain't no flies on me,
But jest 'fore Christmas I'm as good as I kin be!
Got a yeller dog named Sport, sick him in the cat;
First thing she knows she doesn't know where she is at!
Got a clipper sled, an' when us kids goes out to slide,
'Long comes the grocery cart, an' we all hook a ride!
But sometimes when the grocery man is worrited an' cross,
He reaches at us with his whip, an' larrups up his hoss,
An' then I laff and holler, "Oh, ye never teched me!"
But jest 'fore Christmas I'm as good as I kin be!
Gran'ma says she hopes that when I git to be a man,
I'll be a missionarer like her oldest brother, Dan,
As was et up by the cannibuls that lives in Ceylon's Isle,
Where every prospeck pleases, an' only man is vile!
But gran'ma she has never been to see a Wild West show,
Nor read the Life of Daniel Boone, or else I guess she'd know
That Buff'lo Bill an' cow-boys is good enough for me!
Excep' jest 'fore Christmas, when I'm good as I kin be!
And then old Sport he hangs around, so solemnly an' still,
His eyes they seem a-sayin': "What's the matter, little Bill?"
The old cat sneaks down off her perch an' wonders what's become
Of them two enemies of hern that used to make things hum!
But I am so perlite an' 'tend so earnestly to biz,
That mother says to father: "How improved our Willie is!"
But father, havin' been a boy hisself, suspicions me
When, just 'fore Christmas, I'm as good as I kin be!
For Christmas, with its lots an' lots of candies, cakes, and toys,
Was made, they say, for proper kids an' not for naughty boys;
So wash yer face an' bresh yer hair, an' mind yer p's and q's,
An' don't bust out yer pantaloons, and don't wear out yer shoes;
Say "Yessum" to the ladies, an' "Yessur" to the men,
An' when they's company, don't pass yer plate for pie again;
But, thinkin' of the things yer'd like to see upon that tree,
Jest 'fore Christmas be as good as yer kin be!
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