Here’s the Weekly Genealogy Blogging Prompt for Week #15: List some vital signs. Talk about specific birth, marriage and death certificates. Topics may include misspelled names, fudged dates, other anomalies that stand out in your records.
My grandparents both fibbed on their marriage certificate.
My grandmother was born in what is now Beckham County, Oklahoma Territory, 19 January 1906.
My granddad was born in Dewey County, Oklahoma, just after statehood, on 2 November 1908.
In 1929, they were both living with their families in the Oklahoma panhandle in Beaver County.
Lida Lee Anderton and Elmer Dewey Unruh drove two counties away to marry in Woodward, Woodward County, Oklahoma 25 March 1929. Google Maps calculates this trip as an hour and a half today. I don’t know how long the trip was at that time, over mostly dirt roads, but it can’t have been quick.
Lida’s age on 25 March 1929 was 23 years and 3 months or so.
Elmer’s age on 25 March 1929 was 20 years and 5 months or so.
Here’s what they wrote on their license and certificate:

According to this document, Elmer was 21 and Lida was 22! Not a big lie, but not the truth, nonetheless. Lida ignored her last birthday and Elmer assumed his next. I’ve often wondered if Elmer had been the oldest by almost 3 years, would they have felt the need to misrepresent their ages? Probably not, which is part of what makes this act so interesting. Even today we assume that grooms are older than their brides, though we have become somewhat more tolerant, I think.
My grandmother always told me that her marriage license had burned up in a house fire. I accepted this story because I did know that her family had at least 2 house fires. However, when examined more closely, those fires were in the homes of her parents and really should have had nothing to do with their married daughter’s marriage record. I don’t think either one of us thought about this aspect of the story at the time.
As a beginning genealogist I wrote the Woodward County Clerk for a copy of my grandparents’ marriage record. They wrote back telling me that they had no record of such a marriage. Of course I knew they were married but how was I going to document this marriage? If I was going to have trouble with collecting documents for my grandparents, how would I manage the generations further back?
In current Texas panhandle terms, Woodward, Oklahoma, is not very far from my hometown of Perryton, Texas–a short 2 hours. Years after my failed request for this marriage record, my mom was going to Woodward for some reason I now forget. I asked her if she would be willing to go by the Woodward courthouse, “just in case.” She was a good sport about running these sorts of local errands, so when she called to tell me the results, I could hardly believe what I was hearing.
Not only was their marriage record on file, the County Clerk still had the original marriage license application and certificate of marriage. Did she want them? Did she want them!! So I am now in possession of the original marriage certificate of my maternal grandparents. My grandparents never returned for the record and it evidently was not mailed to them. My grandparents didn’t go to Woodward often–if they went to a “big town,” they went to Perryton, Texas, which was less than one-half the distance. So going to Woodward to marry adds another layer of mystery to this deception. They went because no one knew them there and they had a better chance of getting by with their “new” ages.
This exercise taught me several lessons–many of which come as second nature now. One is to be skeptical of what you read, even in official records. Those records are generated by human beings, and human beings are not perfect. Another is to not take “no” for an answer, and that there is no substitute for being on the scene yourself (or, in this case, sending one’s mom). I prize this document for the picture it provides of my grandparents as young people–traveling to the neighboring county to marry, away from persons who would have known them, except with the couple who accompanied them as witnesses, and who were also married that day. They always celebrated their “correct” birthdays–they included them on the Delayed Birth Certificates they filed in 1971.
So a final lesson is to be sure to collect all the documents and compare the information they include. And sometimes they tell a story beyond “just the facts”–a little insight into personalities behind those dry documents.

Elmer and Lida Anderton Unruh
near Sedan, New Mexico
est. 1945