This is such a kick reading about all the Bartleys!I'm hardly any geneaology expert, but I've always had some curiosity about our family name.
I once ran into a couple of Irish immigrants in my former neighborhood in San Francisco who were adamant that Bartley is as Irish as you can get.Later, I happened to be sitting on a plane next to a young Irish nanny who was working for the Haas family (of Levi Strauss & Co. fame) in San Francisco.She was from County Tyrone, Northern Ireland, an area well known for fine crystal and linen (I'd love to visit there someday, along with my wife and two children).The nanny told me the Bartleys are a well known family in County Tyrone, that they're all Catholic, and vehemently anti-British.(I laugh and tell people I got on the plane a Protestant and off a Catholic.)
Subsequently, I came upon one of those Irish heritage/gift shops in Palo Alto some time later, on impulse walked in, and, sure enough, found the "Bartley" name is listed in a book of Irish family names, with a crest and the whole ball of wax, and a surprise:"MacPartlan" is listed as the same family.I recall reading that some MacPartlans may have changed their family name to Bartley to make it sound more British, to avoid persecution and discrimi-nation at the hands of the British.
As for me, I'm 51 years old, was known as "Danny" during my childhood, and am the son of Robert Earl Bartley and Anna Rae Belcher Bartley, now of Louisa, Kentucky. Like my father, I was born in Pike County, Kentucky and raised (at least to age 12) on Marrowbone Creek (so far back in the mountains that the train had to back out, as Dad describes it).Dad's father was Earl Bartley, who during the 1920's and 1930's ran the coal company store at Edgewater, Kentucky, and died, of natural causes, a young man in Welch, West Virginia, in the early 1940's.(I would love to hear more about my granddaddy Earl, who died when Dad was 15.Due to divorce, Dad, sadly, never got to be with his father much at all after Dad was 5 years old.)
My great-grandfather was James A. ("J.A.") Bartley, who ran a country store and post office at the mouth of Bowling Fork, on Marrowbone Creek about a mile north of Hellier, Kentucky.I can still remember all the old men in Grandpa Bartley's store in the 1950's, seated around the warm cast iron stove, spitting tobacco juice, trading pocket knives, and talking politics.
Daniel Robert Bartley, POB 686, Novato, CA94948-0686(originally from Hellier, Marrowbone Creek, Pike County, Kentucky)