Isn’t the bride just beautiful, such a pretty face, shinning with happiness and full of hope and trust that life will be good to her new husband and herself. Christina Lorna Di Salvia was just 21 years old when she married Henry Callan Schofield who was 25 year old. Their bridal party consisted of (from l to r) Walter Di Salvia, Gwen Schofield, Henry (groom), Christina (bride), Joseph Di Salvia (father of the bride), Juanita Di Salvia, Stan Hunt, flower girls – names unknown.
Christina and Henry were married at the Parramatta Seventh Day Adventist Church, which is where my own family attended church for many years. The church was a magnificent old building, built in a very dark brick with lots of windows letting in sunshine. Sadly it is no longer standing.
This couple shared a long and happy life together raising two children, my cousins Raymond (b. 1937) and Beryl (b. 1942). I remember that they had an orange farm at Windsor. My mum and dad visited the farm rarely, but I have distinct memories of eating juicy oranges straight from the tree, and oddly – the old grandfather clock which kept me awake at night!! Silly that I can’t remember where the clock was within the house, only that it made a lot of noise.
Below is the wedding announcement that appeared in the church paper – The Australasian Record, on 26 Aug 1935, page 7. The charming “old style” wording is definately from a time long past. Referring to the couple as “contracting parties”, “reverence and charm” and “bower of beauty” hint at the gentle, loving and serious nature of the event.
My Aunty Chris passed away at the age of 81 years and my Uncle Henry passed away at the age of 101 years and they are buried together in the Tweed Heads Lawn and General Cemetary.
Asthore Campbell Pengilley was born in Quirindi which is not far from my own home town in 1907 to James Campbell Pengilley and wife Mary Jane Merrick.
I never met Asthore Campbell Pengilley who married my uncle Clarence Edward Bailey on Christmas Eve, 1934 in Parramatta, but what a magical time of year to be married! Fancy waking up on Christmas morning as husband and wife.
Uncle Clarry and Aunt Asthore had two children – my cousins Brian Edward in 1935 and Raymond James in 1936. But Aunt Asthore’s life was destined to be short. She became ill and passed away on 29 Dec 1944 and it must have been such a sad time for her boys.
wmcmullen45Originally shared this article on 26 Oct 2013 on Ancestry.com
I think everyone loves to look at wedding photo’s! No matter the time in history, every bride and groom shines on that one special day in their lives.
It came as a small shock to me when I started to research the tradition of the wedding gown to find that a “white wedding” is a relatively recent addition to the customs of a wedding day.
Prior to and during the medieval period brides of high social standing wore gowns of bright colours and rich fabric. The less wealthy groups of society still saw the marriage bond as sacred and dressed to whatever their budget would allow
The person widely credited with starting the tradition of wearing a white wedding gown was Queen Victoria who married on 10 Feb 1840, a mere 176 years ago. One hundred and seventy six years is but a snap of the fingers in relation to the length of time that the marriage bond has been around. However the tradition of a bride wearing white spread slowly and they still tended to be worn by the elite classes of society for many years.
Of course the type of gowns worn are sometimes dictated by history itself. During the Great Depression, when both material and funds were limited, brides once again returned to wearing their best outfit, light or dark, as evidenced by one of the above photographs.
We have free reign over our choice of wedding gowns these days, but whilst the style and fabric of the gown are still dictated by available funds, white is worn by women of all classes. The choice of wearing a coloured gown is still the brides and for my own wedding I chose to be married in cream rather than traditional white.
I simply never realised that the ritual of wearing a white wedding gown had not emerged until such recent times.
I am very lucky to have in my possession some beautiful photographs of the Allsop family. I don’t have stories for each of them though, and am working on that. I hope that each of the people represented will eventually feature in the blog, but for the moment here are the faces of my husbands forebears. In the first section are family members born prior to 1900:
The precious photograph below shows the daughters of Michael Allsop and his wife Ada – Left to Right: Mabel(standing), Ada (on arm of chair), Rhoda (behind setee), Sophia (on small chair) and Lucy (on setee). Their curly hair would have to be their common feature!
In the next section I have of have made a mosaic of photo’s of Allsop family members during the years since 1900:
There are some families that just do not seem to have many photo’s, and the McGrath family is one of them. Florence May McGrath is my husband’s grandmother and she was born on 31 Mar 1896, John Joseph (b. 1871) & Eva Eileen (b. 1875) McGrath nee: White being the parents of Florence, and my husbands great, great grandparents.
The family have predominantly come from the Forbes/West Wyalong area of New South Wales. The family moved to the Tamworth area sometime after 1896 when Florence was born, and before 1913 when she was Confirmed in the area. At the time of her Confirmation Florence’s parents were living at Somerton, New south Wales which is not far from Tamworth.
This is one of my favourite photographs. The twins and I just loved getting into our little wading pool as kids and would spend hours enjoying ourselves. You can see the kick-boards on the grass beside the pool. From left there is Kellie Ann, middle is Kim Leigh and to the right is me, Julie Anne. I think I was around 6 years old, so that would have made Kim and Kellie about 4 years old.
I remember the night that Santa Clause brought the pool for us. I was asleep on the top bunk when I woke up to a “clang” of metal and the laughter of my older sister Gwen and our Mum. They were quick to tell me that Santa had left something in the lounge room and that they had to bring it in. I couldn’t see anything interesting, so I just went back to sleep. What fun we three had over the summer that year, Santa must have known that a pool was just what we wanted!
As a “Di Salvia” I have married into a wonderful family – The Preston’s. Edward Preston is my father-in-law, and we have spent many fun-filled hours tracing his family tree. He stems from a long line of hard-working country folk, and he has also spent his lifetime working hard to provide for his family.
Until about 2 months ago I had never seen a wedding photograph of my maternal grandparents. I was overjoyed when the wife of my 2nd cousin, Edna Wakley, sent a disc containing about 20 photo. It meant so much to me that Edna would so freely share her photo’s, and I can finally say that I know what my grandmother looked like at the young age of 26. What a beautiful photograph.
Included here will be my favourite family photo’s. I will endeavour to include as much information about the photo as I can. Please search my “Stories” catagory for other details of family members within the gallery.