Visiting Our Roots

My brother, Ron, and my Sister-in-Law, Marge, came to town today and Carole and I went with them to locate and visit the grave sites of some of our Davis ancestors.

We first went to the Parker Cemetery and located the graves of Samuel and Emma Davis, grandparents on our father's side. We never knew them as both had died before either Ron or I were born.

We then went to Greenlawn Cemetery and paid our respects at the graves of our parents, Dwight and Edna Davis. Nearby were the graves of Grant and Orie Tyler, grandparents on our mother's side. Also nearby was the grave of our brother, Robert (Bob).

We then spent time trying to locate the ashes of our oldest brother, Dwight Jr., but could not find the vault. We contacted the cemetery office to no avail, then called Mike Davis, Dwight Jr.'s son, who told us Dwight's ashes had been moved to another cemetery, where we finally found them.


Then we went looking for the house where Grandpa and Grandma Tyler had lived. So much has changed in those neighborhoods that it was difficult to identify the specific house, but we finally did. This is the house on Minor Street where they lived at the time of Grandpa Tyler's death in 1940. They only lived in this house for a short time.










The house I remember best is the one where they had lived the longest on Walnut Street, the house I remember visiting as a kid in the 1930's. There used to be a detached garage on the back of the lot connected to the house by a huge grape arbor, which you walked through like a tunnel to get from the house to the garage. The walkway was all brick.

There were raised railroad tracks behind the garage across an alley so that when a train went by it almost looked like the train was crossing on the roof of the garage.

Wow! This all brings back so many childhood memories.