The Black Tree: The Beginning - Healon/Helen Womack Shars Shears

Saturday, January 25, 2014

The Beginning - Healon/Helen Womack Shars Shears - The daughter of John Womack??

As we all know that some of the slave and African American births were not documented if they child was a illegitimate (Blob ref# 139) or that was a slave birth (mulatto child). I searched and searched...and I found no birth records of Healon/Helen.

ancestry.com and familysearch.com, Blog ref# P2, C1 104 and 109

H*len Womack/Wom*

Hel* Womack/Wom*

H*len Wammack/Wamack, and other variations of 'Womack'

Hel* Wammack/Wamack, and other variations of 'Womack'

*elen, all variations of 'Womack'

*llen, all viairations of 'Womack'

Healon, all variations of 'Womack'

Helen, all viariations of 'Womack'

All variations of 'Helen' and all variations of 'Womack', together

Father search, with all variations of 'John Womack' and 'Henry Womack'

Mother search, with all variations of 'Emma' and 'Nellie Montague'

All variations of 'Womack', female, black/negro children b. abt. 1898 - 1900

...and all of the above searches in Marshall, Harrison, Texas and other County that the parents may have been born in.

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Hello Family Tree Researcher, my name is Jacqueline Joyce Thomas (born to Gene E. Thomas and Brendel Joyce Lewis) of Texas in '67 . I began doing my family tree search when my son (C. Hicks) was born. He was unfortunately born with Nephrogenic Insipidus Diabetes. When he was two weeks old I could not get him to take his formula, the only thing he would drink was water. We took him to the local emergency room, where the hospital staff spent hours doing test after test and the end result were "we are still uncertain of what is wrong with your son". My heart fell to pieces. The next few days, still nothing. Finally on the forty-fifth day of his prolonged stay , they decided to care flight him to a Children's Hospital where it still took nineteen days for the final results and even then they were not sure. The doctor came into the room with his long white doctor's coat and his glasses hanging from his nose with the final thought (not answer). Ms. Hicks (at the time), "could you have a seat?" My thought was, okay then comes "is you son mixed with Caucasian?" My reply with anger and confusion in my heart was, mixed, with who?...not what but who! And not that I was cared or anything, I have mixed nieces and nephews. Then he went on to explain to me that "that type of diabetes was uncommon, and that it only occurred in every three thousand children" annnnndddd'ah-Rah...here is the killer..."that it only occurred in Caucasian males." Gathering my thoughts and physical seemed to be out of the question. It was not until he turned four years old that I begin getting more and more curious. So next to my son being born with a rare type of diabetes that only (according the doctor) in Caucasian males and me being adopted, I became one curious Sista'. The search began.