The Wilson-Bingham Family History Web Log

This is a web log or "blog" about efforts to publish the Wilson-Bingham family history in the form of a single hardbound book. Major family names being researched include Wilson and Bingham. If you feel your family history ties into ours, please post a comment to one of the latest postings. Please subscribe to get instant updates.

Tuesday, July 31, 2007

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Famous Bingham Relative

Here's one I knew about, but hadn't taken the time to figure out in more detail until tonight.

I was reading stories of amazing coincidences when I happened upon the following:
Three strangers on a Train, with complementary last names
In the 1920s, three Englishman were traveling separately by train through Peru. At the time of their introduction, they were the only three men in the railroad car. Their introductions were more surprising than they could have imagined. One man's last name was Bingham, and the second man's last name was Powell. The third man announced that his last name was Bingham-Powell. None were related in any way. (Source: Mysteries of the Unexplained)
I remembered reading once about a man named Hiram Bingham, an archaeologist/historian who discovered the ruins of Macchu Picchu, so I decided to do a little digital archaeology of my own to figure out how he might be related to us.

Hiram Bingham is my mother's 3rd cousin, 3 times removed (my 3rd cousin, 4 times removed). The common ancestor linking us together is Joseph Bingham and Ruth Post. Joseph Bingham (b. 1738) and Calvin Bingham (b. 1750) were siblings under Joseph and Ruth and that's where ours and Hiram's lines split. Hiram, who is actually Hiram III, is Calvin's great-grandson.

More facts about this branch of our family, plus pictures:

Wikipedia entry for Hiram Bingham I
Wikipedia entry for Hiram Bingham II
Wikipedia entry for Hiram Bingham III

And now you know.

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Monday, July 02, 2007

Temple closings...

So, I go to the temple in Chicago all ready to do a session to commemorate the Wilson clan's 100th year of existence, and what do I find? It's closed for maintenance from June 24th to July 4th. Arg! Well, I guess I can go sometime soon thereafter. It's still the thought that counts. Anyone else have this problem?

Also, did you know that July 9th marks the 69th wedding anniversary of Ray and Maxine Wilson? Next year, at the reunion, it'll be their 70th. So, that's another milestone to celebrate.

I went to Atlanta last week for an educational technology conference. The last time I was in Atlanta was 1984. Doug Wilson, my uncle, invited us to come on a road trip with his family. We looped from Chandler, AZ to New York, Washington D.C., through the southern states, and stopped at the World's Fair in New Orleans before going home. All I remember about Atlanta was the skyline, a Motel Six where we stayed (my first time seeing bulletproof windows in a motel office), and a really good pancake house where we ate dinner.

And, on that note, it's time for the Wilson Food Report.

This time, I decided to get a taste of the deep south by seeking out a good southern-style restaurant. I didn't have to go far. Right across the street from the Westin was a place called "Pittypat's". It was decorated with memorabilia, most of it authentic, from "Gone With the Wind" and other southern knickknacks and relics.

"Pittypat's" bills itself as being the home of the Southern dining experience. I was inclined to agree. The food is homestyle in appearance and presentation and very tasty. Anytime fried chicken is referred to on the menu, it's called "the best damn fried chicken". Adding to the Reconstruction era ambiance, the waiters are brusque, but not quite rude. The conversations are loud, the tables are rickety, and close together, and there are stuffed game trophy heads on almost every wall.. There's even a short, gray-haired lady playing an out-of-tune honky-tonk piano. I think she had memorized just about every Reader's Digest "Book of Best Loved Songs" tune because I can follow along note for note on dozens of them from when I played them as a child for Grandma (Maxine) Wilson.

I had the Plantation Platter, which came on a huge plate in an obscene portion consisting of "the best damn fried chicken", a half rack of baby back ribs, homestyle mashed potatoes and southern gravy with black-eyed peas and collard greens on the side.

I could only eat half of it because my real object in coming was to try some authentic Atlantan peach cobbler. I was not disappointed. Even though the bowl was smaller than I expected it to be in comparison to the hefty meal that had just been served to me, it was every bit as advertised and included a generous dollop of cinnamon-vanilla ice cream on top.

I didn't eat a very big breakfast the next morning.

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