Not alone among the family tree branches at anyone generation are the siblings, those sisters and brothers. Howel (JM-1) son of Llewelyn (JL-1) has been discussed among the branches but, his brothers would give alternate routes for those trying to connect them to their own Jones surname family tree. Here are the known brothers to my own Howel (JM-1) that might help hold connecting points to others who have reached this pathway just after the black-death of the 1350s.
Playing sports was an expected part of my growing-up days in central Kentucky. Of course, "Go Big Blue" was the only game in town but, a few folks, would allow football as a second choice. My one year of American football (1964-1965) at age 14, was just about the right time for those male hormones to bang around that football field. Each team had a quarterback, who called the plays. When they had the ball (call offence) and, all 11 players would gather around in a tightly packed circle called a huddle. The start of each play was called and, the game would begin here. It was generally believed that all players would remember their assigned tasks for this play designated. Hum, ... how many plays were there in the playbooks? Anyhow, the huddle became the place where new visions could be suggested after the last one flopped on the field.
My genealogy head twisted about to this memory and realized that many, many times my need was a play call. This would help move my decisions on down the branches of my Jones surname family tree. Who's the quarterback anyway? Where are all the teammates? Such a complex network of factors surrounded the many possible direction in the decision-making process. All kinds of knots and twist needed to be considered, contemplated, reviewed, recognized, and handled, as a group, or individually, at any one point in time. A host of issues or, was it web of confusion, that these walls presented themselves along the way, to many, if not all, the genealogist climbing out their family tree. Well let's see if it might be helpful to call a huddle (conceptually) to all those factors. At least from the period of my Jones surname ancestors as they began their new generations after the "Black-Death".
Now the major cultural teams playing against one-another (and my ancestors) in their football field of life can be visualized as follows [shown previously 19 February 2025 in post "Incessant Warfare"]:
It is my suggestion that each group of folks shown above have their own huddle concentrated at one post per team (cultural group). This would give each huddle a way to center the factors (forces) by discussion among those who might be interested. Hopefully, it would give a clearer picture of how this huddle group was distinct among my family tree but, not genetically connected. A distinction between each may help all other tree climbers of the Jones surname untie some of the often-twisted branches. So ... let's huddle 'up!
P.S. From my earlier days tried to help with blog The Brick Wall Protocol started August 6, 2011. https://thebrickwallprotocol.blogspot.com
Always amazing for me, was how my Celtic, to become Welsh, yet still to become my Jones surname ancestors survived each new day among the hills of the Clwyd. Staying alive, while finding yourself still alive, would certainly be high on everyone's "to do list"! Since my 1950's, B&W T.V. days [see post November 2, 2015], "Circle the Wagons" would be a basic principle to be applied but, guess not many folks left to wheel the wagons following the 1350s.
Let's see now, there was Howel (JM-1), son of Llewelyn (JL-1), who was the eldest son of Iorwerth (JK-1) all down the family tree from that homestead place called Llwyn-Ynn [see posts of September 26, 2024, and August 28, 2023]. Gather all the sheep and guide them southeast, to that wool ready location at Oswestry. Herd all the cattle northeast to that other family place called Llwyn-Onn (at Wrexham) with their hides, skins, and meat. Having repeated this family occupation for generations, it would seem a good idea to keep things going the best way we know [see post September 23, 2023]. A little like "circling the wagons". Anyway, the grass still grows "among them there hills" as we would say in my part of the world!
P.S. Here is a scan of that Ash (Fraxinus excelsior) which in the Welsh can be written in the plural as Ynn or Onn. How about that!
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Life is our existence as we know it. Existence is our reality as we experience it. Experience is our innate perception of the environment that surrounds us. Our perception of this environment is brought to us through an organic platform made up of 100 trillion of cells that somehow have figured out a way to function in concert. A concert that provides our conscious existence with this experience. Beginning at the union of 23 chromosomes to make that first unique cell [seems to take 46 chromosomes to get things working well]. Our existence and experience play their first note...ah yes, the music of life.
Some 13 years ago a post titled "The Music of Life" was written [April 27, 2012]. Recently, re-reading this post, a couple of changes seemed more helpful. These changes are written in italics per above.
The word innate meaning "existing in (or) belonging to an individual from birth" is defined [p. 590 from my Webster's]. The word inne (innan) does also exist in my Anglo-Saxon dictionary page 403 as referenced in Webester as meaning "within". How about that, the Saxons had it right!
Additionally, could never remember an actual number to the cells until now when, low and behold, Guyton in my medical school physiology text page 9 gives his number between "...75 to 100 trillion cells in the human being..."! Let's keep that music of life still playing.
On this Memorial Day May 26, 2025, would like to remember my Dad and, the many others coming home. Thank you for the life you gave and, the love still flowing in our Jones surname family tree. Remembering you and the others who served.
Paul Murtaugh in his book "Your Irish Coats-OF-Arms", published 1959, writes on page 2, "...for it was from his own genealogies that each man of the tribe, poor as well as rich, held the charter of his civil state, his right of property in the cantrel in which he was born, the soil of which was occupied by one family or clan, and in which no one lawfully possessed any portion of the soil if he was not of the same race with the chief." (Quote taken the Irish historian O'Donovan) The following scan is taken from this book showing just one page of the many that are drawn. There are no JONES surnames listed in the many Irish surnames given among the pages.
The text is somewhat difficult to utilize by its unusual structure and indexes. The "Red Hand" symbol has its own unique story among the Irish.
Howel (JM-1) ap Llewelyn (JL-1) ap Iorwerth (JK-1) ap Gruffydd (JJ-1) ap Iorwerth Fychan (JI-1) ap Jeuaf (JH-1) [1st of Llwyn-Onn] brought my Y-chromosome down the Celtic, to become the Welsh, yet to become my JONES surname family tree. Little did old Howel (JM-1) know the home front of Llwyn-Onn would continue to maintain the families' survival for generations yet to be.
Now those "Norman-French" (French speaking), those "Anglo-Saxons" (Early English speaking), all those "Church" folks (Latin speaking) and, my "Welsh" ancestors (Welsh speaking) faced one another across new dynamics of influences yet to be fully developed. Can you imagine not enough folks to plow all those fields and to milk all those cows! Unemployment going through the roof! Talking about inflation!!! Well anyhow, Edward III got busy with his "Order of The Garter" circling his followers around him, forming a commonalty of his realm. This gave strength to his "demesne" and a more developed (institutionalized) "Throne of England".
Meanwhile, those Anglo-Saxon (warrior freeman) scattered all about the place in their shires were determined to maintain their rights and freedoms. They clustered around that group meeting in an elected Parliament, declared in 1362, that English would become the language of the law [Statue of Pleading 36 Edw III c.15]!!! Can you believe it, they opened Parliament for the first time in ENGLISH! Not all that French language stuff. What a deal!
Then there were all those church folks who faced one another. Let's see now, residing at Rome was Urban VI who had England's support. Then there was residing at Avignon (French), Clement VII who "BOTH" claimed to be Pope. Here we go, war between two Popes? Yes sir, the "Great Schism" [1378-1417] it has been called. England, Germany, Denmark, Sweden, Poland, Hungary and Italy (except Naples) was on one side. France, Naples, Scotland, Savory, Loraine, and the Spanish Kingdoms on the other side it was. Battles on earth joined by battles in the heavens. Oh my, where was one to go (?) was certainly a thought of the day.
Finally, my ancestors who seemed to be hiding out in the hills (Vale of Clwyd) come to light. As it turns out, not so hiding after all. The Norman-French had taken control of Ruthin [the de Grey family] who were to cause all kinds of problems down the road. The Anglo-Saxon [Hanmer family] were to become important in stabilizing many branches of the family tree. The church group centered at St. Asaph, not far up the road, helped clarify many questions regarding my Jones family connections. On and on it could go but...
Whew, what can one say...changes all around.
