I don't know anything about Doris - she was my great aunt, my father's aunt. According to the 1927 electoral role, she lived at Carisbrook, 14 Wilson Street, Glen Iris in Melbourne. I visited the house once, when I was in Melbourne for an AFES conference, and Aunty Nancy was living there on her own. The house was sold after Nancy's death.
In 1927, Doris was a 'typiste' (probably that's a typo!!). She was living here with her parents, Emily Mary (née Street) and John Henry Peken. Presumably her brother John Reuben had already left home, and perhaps Nancy was not yet of voting age, so isn't listed.
Tuesday, January 10, 2017
Family history
Decided to put stuff I'm learning about family history in here. Since I want to be able to share it with family, and am too lazy to work out another way!!
Wednesday, December 25, 2013
What's New in 2013... #1
2013 has been a big year! There have been a few firsts:
In May I was ordained to the Anglican priesthood.
Lots of my friends will think that that was a really bad plan - some because it closes some doors for me - I'm not likely to be welcome back into the Anglican Diocese of Sydney, for example. Not just yet, anyway! Never mind, Sydney is noisy and too full of people for my taste. Though the crowd of people who live there includes a number of people that I really like a lot, so I expect to keep visiting regularly!
Some will think it was a really bad idea because they're certain the Bible says women shouldn't have positions of authority in the church. Once upon a time I thought so too, but it was actually learning Greek at Moore College that started to change my mind about that. I agree that certain passages in the Bible say that women (or perhaps 'wives') were not permitted to have positions of authority in the early church. However I think a wider study of the Bible indicates that some women did have significant leadership roles in the early church - Priscilla, for example, and the addressee of the second letter of John.
There are also women in roles of extraordinary authority recorded in the Old Testament - some people say that was only allowed to happen as a punishment from God because of the weak and ungodly male leadership of Israel, but I fear that's pure eisogesis - by which, dear reader, I mean that the person interpreting the passage reads into it what they want to find, rather than extracting from it what is actually there. ['Eisogesis' is a handy word, isn't it - such an efficient way to insult someone...]
Anyway, read for yourself the records about Deborah, Huldah, Esther, even Miriam - yes, I know she did the wrong thing and was stricken with leprosy, but let's not forget that Moses wasn't allowed to enter the Promised Land, David bumped off one of his best generals to get with his wife, and so on. One individual's sin clearly isn't enough to write off the entire gender.
From when I first decided that I probably needed to stop ignoring all the evidence roaring at me that I should offer for ordination, until the ceremony in May took about four years. From when the first person suggested it to me, it was more like thirteen years. So as you can see, I really rushed into it. :)
In May I was ordained to the Anglican priesthood.
Lots of my friends will think that that was a really bad plan - some because it closes some doors for me - I'm not likely to be welcome back into the Anglican Diocese of Sydney, for example. Not just yet, anyway! Never mind, Sydney is noisy and too full of people for my taste. Though the crowd of people who live there includes a number of people that I really like a lot, so I expect to keep visiting regularly!
Some will think it was a really bad idea because they're certain the Bible says women shouldn't have positions of authority in the church. Once upon a time I thought so too, but it was actually learning Greek at Moore College that started to change my mind about that. I agree that certain passages in the Bible say that women (or perhaps 'wives') were not permitted to have positions of authority in the early church. However I think a wider study of the Bible indicates that some women did have significant leadership roles in the early church - Priscilla, for example, and the addressee of the second letter of John.
There are also women in roles of extraordinary authority recorded in the Old Testament - some people say that was only allowed to happen as a punishment from God because of the weak and ungodly male leadership of Israel, but I fear that's pure eisogesis - by which, dear reader, I mean that the person interpreting the passage reads into it what they want to find, rather than extracting from it what is actually there. ['Eisogesis' is a handy word, isn't it - such an efficient way to insult someone...]
Anyway, read for yourself the records about Deborah, Huldah, Esther, even Miriam - yes, I know she did the wrong thing and was stricken with leprosy, but let's not forget that Moses wasn't allowed to enter the Promised Land, David bumped off one of his best generals to get with his wife, and so on. One individual's sin clearly isn't enough to write off the entire gender.
From when I first decided that I probably needed to stop ignoring all the evidence roaring at me that I should offer for ordination, until the ceremony in May took about four years. From when the first person suggested it to me, it was more like thirteen years. So as you can see, I really rushed into it. :)
Friday, March 18, 2011
Just Love Country Towns
Country towns are amazingly relaxing - I'd forgotten just how much difference it makes! I was reminded this week, when I had half a dozen errands to run. I drove into town, and found a spot to park right outside the shoe mender I needed to visit, and half a block from the computer shop where I hoped to arrange my new internet service. In between I spotted a place that wasn't on my list, but it was the work of two minutes to buy a new battery for my elderly cordless phone, and cross another task off the to-do list. Back into the car, drove for a minute or two, found another parking space conveniently outside the Shire office, and less than ten minutes later my two cats were registered. Five minutes later I was parked outside the real estate agent, handing in some papers they'd needed me to sign and and advising that I'd arranged for the antenna people to assess my new abode. Two doors down was the place I really needed to visit about the internet, and in ten minutes I was out with that all in train.
All in just over half an hour, no queues, no cranky drivers determined to push in for a two second advantage. I love country towns!