Trove came to the rescue last week, during a Facebook discussion within the Murrurundi Memories group.
RM: there was a swinging bridge there and a lady called miss button made our clothes for my nan when we stayed anyone recall this lady
LB: Yes I can… Miss Button made me a dresses for the balls that were held out at Timor. I worked for Mr Abbott at the BP garage and NRMA depot. He was Miss Buttons brother…
CC: …miss button made our communion dresses she used to give us cookie and fresh cows milk
CC: Miss button made my girl guide uniform that was a long time ago
RM: My time with miss button was between 1959 and 1962
GC: how could Mr Abbott be Miss Button’s brother?
LB: He told me it was his sister…
EllaDee: Miss Button was Emma Button who was my great, great, aunt. Their residence was next to the Royal Hotel. Hopefully this link will work http://trove.nla.gov.au/ndp/del/article/82774246** Harry Button was my great grandfather on Dad’s side. Uncle Mark had the dry cleaners in Scone but he is buried in Murrurundi Cemetery. I have & treasure 2 paintings done by Emma in 1911.
**Article 30 Jan 1953 – Mr. A .T. BUTTON
A popular figure in sporting circles, Mr. Arthur Trevor Button, of John Street, passed away at the Dangar Cottage Hospital yesterday afternoon. Mr. Button suffered a heart complaint which forced him to relinquish his saddlery business last year. Born in Murrurundi 69 years ago, the son of the late Mr. and Mrs. Walter Button, of that district, he came to Singleton about 1907. Settling here, he served his apprenticeship as a saddler with Mr. Milton Frith. Several years later he set up his own business in the town. In his early days he was a keen sportsman and prominent athlete, and these interests persisted up until the time of his death. Mr. Button is survived by his wife. Mrs. May Button, and leaves a daughter and four sons. They are Audrey (Mrs. R. Campbell, of Singleton), Rodney and Mervyn, Singleton, and Arthur and Easter, of Nowra.Mr. Button is also survived by three brothers and sisters. They are Fred, of Wentworthville, Harry and Mark, of Scone, Lil (Mrs. Hocking), Dosie (Mrs. Gordon) of Enfield, and Miss Emma Button, of Murrurundi. After a service at All Saint’s church this morning at 11 o’clock, the late Mr. A. T. Button was laid to rest at the Church of England Cemetery, Whittingham, where the last rites were performed by Canon W. Holmes. Messrs. H. J. Bartrop and Son carried out the funeral arrangements.
CC: I know miss button had a brother in scone
LB: I must have misunderstood Mr Abbott …sorry
EllaDee: Emma’s other brother Harry (my Poppa Button) was also in Scone, he was a tailor.
It was so very special to hear these great memories of Aunt Emma (b. 1890), who I don’t remember, although I knew and was very fond of Uncle Mark.
My post art of the heart mentioned Aunt Emma’s paintings.
“The paintings came from my grandparent’s farmhouse living room. From 1975 – 2010 they adorned the walls of my uncle & aunt’s living room, with me uttering very quietly to myself upon seeing them, “I’d wish I’d chosen those”… but at 9 years old, I chose a tall blue & purple vase which is still mine, and would be the first item I grabbed if I had to evacuate.
In September 2010 I received a call from Dad who when it counts is quick on the uptake. My aunt was renovating and wanted fresh unadorned walls, so my uncle rang Dad to obtain details of the Murrurundi Historical Society. The paintings were painted in the early 1900′s by Aunt Emma on Nanna’s side who was a seamstress in Murrurundi, so my uncle thought they would be of local historic interest. They were. To me. Quick as a flash I was on the phone and organised to pick them up that weekend. So complacent had my uncle, aunt & cousins become that none of them wanted the pictures and were bemused I did. They now hang in the back room at TA. I think it was at this time my Dad christened our house the museum.”
Genealogy for some can be almost a science. Not me. Random thoughts and ideas pop into my head and translate via my fingertips into Google searches. The online world is a wonder for a family history butterfly… I flit from tree to tree gathering the remnant bits and pieces and colour of lives before mine.
You are what you eat. You are every dollar you spend. Read labels. Choose wisely. Care. Make a difference.
Recently while I was reading Michael Pollan’s book “In Defence of Food“, in lieu of a horoscope while the Moon was in Taurus, Moonology reported there were no major astrolinks so drew a Sabian Symbol and delivered this message ” THE SEED GROWS INTO KNOWLEDGE AND LIFE: You may feel that you are not growing or developing properly, maybe dissatisfied at your perceived failings. Things take time to develop and, rather than being rushed, need to be nurtured to develop in their own time. It is important to start small and grow.”
These posts from The Table of Zekki http://thetableofzekki.wordpress.com/2013/04/25/being-wrong-about-food/ and Meeka’s Mind http://acflory.wordpress.com/2013/05/04/has-the-eu-gone-completely-mad/ & http://acflory.wordpress.com/2013/05/06/now-i-see-the-power-of-twitter/ among many others, highlight the risks we are facing. This is just one instance. Control the seeds. Control the world. What else are we losing control of? How much of our lives and future can money and Big Business buy?
This is a call to all Anons. March Against Monsanto is May 25th.