The trouble with Jimmie

Albert James Lefurgey (1901-1948), Folsom State Prison 1928

I don’t know about you, but sometimes when I work on family history I get bored. After all, how long can one be expected to stare at the same old brick walls, or to wonder why researching on Rootsweb these days feels more like your worst blind date ever? I guess you could say that this sort of ennui has gotten me into a bit of trouble, as in the absence of anything interesting in my own family tree I start looking for ways to escape the solitary confinement of (what I like to call) my own little “genealogical slammer.” I know it’s a bit dangerous to go on the lam like this but, hey, I think you’ll agree that, genealogically speaking, you truly can meet a lot of interesting people along the way.

I guess that’s how I met Mr. Jimmie Lefurgey; that is to say, while attempting to tunnel out from under my usual genealogical internment. Jimmie isn’t exactly related to me, and while he and I are in no way kindred spirits, lately I feel like I’ve gotten to know him pretty well. Now, before you all get in an uproar about my errant gumshoe ways, let me just say that “if” this was a family picnic (and we had invited a lot of extended family) and “if” the year was “1947,” that, well, there’d be a good chance Jimmie might have been there too. (It might pose a small problem in that I haven’t been born yet – but as they say, “details, details…”) You see, I’m related to Jimmie by a marriage “along the way,” and at least in this ‘genealogical invention,’ Jimmie agreed to bring bratwurst and beers to the barbecue. (Awe, come on, smile!)

I found Jimmie Lefurgey quite by accident, while I was filling in the blanks for the “third husband of the great-grandmother of…” Yep, there he was in all his law-breaking glory, and definitely a guy you’d call a yardbird by any other name.[1] It really wasn’t all that unusual when Jimmie’s criminal records started to pop up – as I slowed down the get-away car to take a look at his life. Nowadays, such records are readily available, but regrettably we sometimes just “tag” them onto “the perp” without giving the people behind those records too much of a second thought. However this time, something caught my eye about Jimmie and his colorful past. It was one word that (for me) meant Jimmie had won the “chain-gang trifecta” – and that word was Alcatraz.

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Now, because I grew up in Northern California, Alcatraz is kind of a big deal. It’s unfortunately been a bit romanticized; an Airbnb version of incarceration and Hell, but nonetheless one with images of Burt Lancaster and Birdman of Alcatraz always playing in one’s head when giving it consideration.[2] It’s a beautiful island, too, sitting ruggedly in San Francisco Bay, having become quite the tourist attraction in its dotage, or, as rumor has it, while it slips into the sea. So, seeing that Jimmie had an association with The Rock, well, that was just too good a genealogical tale to pass up.[3] After all, for me, having an association (however small) to notorious Alcatraz has been much like knowing that one’s third cousin four times removed might have survived the ill-fated Titanic. (Hey, we can’t all be Mayflower descendants!)

Jimmie’s story might not have gone so badly if he’d had a better start in life. Born in what’s now the ghost town of Randsburg, California,[4] his father, a Canadian immigrant gold miner, was well past sixty years old when Jimmie was born.[5] Jimmie’s father looks to have chased after a lot of “gold fever” dreams, too, as shortly after Randsburg “went bust” the family moved north into the Mississippi township (another “gold” ghost area) of Sacramento County, where Jimmie’s dad died leaving the family to fend for itself.[6] I think Jimmie must have tried to help his mother and siblings as best he could, and he appears to have wanted better for himself and his country, too, when he up and enlisted for World War I. Unfortunately for Jimmie, that’s about where the “good intentions” would end…

Let’s suffice it to say that Jimmie’s first sojourn at Chez Penitentiary would begin almost immediately at Alcatraz.[7] However, when I first saw an account of Jimmie’s many incarcerations, the words “escape” along with that of “Alcatraz” just about jumped off the page. Had someone in my very extended family not only been incarcerated in but also actually escaped from Alcatraz? Oh, my, call my booking agent (if I had one), I’ve got to see about those movie rights!

San Quentin Prison 1925

To my particular disappointment, a quick search turned up that Jimmie’s stay on Alcatraz precluded any and all famous escape attempts. (So much for my movie producing career…) Jimmie had actually been placed on the Rock by the military, during the days when Alcatraz was run by the “PB USDB,” a sort of military prison reform school, and before the days when it became a federal penitentiary for more worldly criminals.[8] It appears that Jimmie had deserted; hence the use of the word “escape” in the prison record. Sadly, in Jimmie’s case, while correcting the bad habits of his military career, his lifelong criminal habits found a great place to grow unabated.

Folsom 1940

Jimmie would go on to serve lots of time for many petty crimes; during his  short life, he spent A LOT of time at San Quentin and Folsom Prison – among others. Yet somehow along the way, Jimmie (quite improbably) met and married Mrs. Agnes Marx, a previously widowed divorcée – and, at the time, a single mother with five children.[9] Jimmie was her third husband, and I like to think that just maybe Jimmie was trying to turn over a new leaf when he found love with Agnes Marx. It’s hard to say. In any event, at only 47 years of age, Jimmie’s hard lifestyle caused his health to take a turn for the worse, and he died in 1948, leaving Agnes to start the hunt for husband number four. memorial 30199195 for James Lefurgey

It’s been an interesting genealogical “captivity” getting to know a bit about Jimmie. As we add vital records to the folks to whom we are either directly or indirectly related, those like Jimmie, I think we perhaps lose sight of “the bigger picture.” I can’t make any excuses for Jimmie. He made bad choices – choices that might have caused him to consider an “escape from Alcatraz.” However, I will always wonder what brought him to that point or even to his incarcerations after Alcatraz. There surely has to be more to Jimmie’s story. I think in another life, in that other genealogical world, I might have liked the guy, and I surely would have tried to understand him better. In any event, there’s always more to anyone’s story, and certainly more to anyone than just their prison record – or the mistakes they made along the way.


[1] Per the a) an untrained military recruit, b) a soldier confined to a restricted area or assigned menial tasks as punishment, c) a convict; a prisoner.

[2] Per Wikipedia: Birdman of Alcatraz, a 1962 American biographical drama film by John Frankenheimer starring actor Burt Lancaster and purporting to tell the story of Robert Franklin Stroud, cited in this account as one of the most notorious criminals in the United States.

[3] Erin N. Thompson, The Rock: A History of Alcatraz Island 1847-1972, a PDF on-line through the National Park Service, Denver Service Center, p. 1, stating that: “‘The Rock’ became a synonym for Alcatraz Island in San Francisco Bay long before its penitentiary housed the most desperate federal prisoners in the United States for more than 30 years…”

[4] Randsburg: a census designated place in Kern County, California; per “Randsburg is a living ghost town. In 1899 it was a home to 3500 residents… Today it is a home to 69 residents.”

[5] See memorial no. 41108253 for Solomon Schurman Lefurgey (1838-1911).

[6] “Mississippi township:” a now-defunct township area in Sacramento County, California, bordering the American River, and encompassing modern-day Orangevale, California.

[7] “USDB, Alcatraz [sic] Is: 2 yrs, desertion & escape, rc’d 6-5-20 from Presidio of San Francisco, Calif. Restored to duty 3-17-21.”

[8] Per (the) “Pacific Branch of the United States Disciplinary Barracks.”

[9] Agnes Helen (Stanhope) (Hamilton) (Marx) (Lefurgey) Mellus (1898-1983).

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About Jeff Record

Jeff Record received a B.A. degree in Philosophy from Santa Clara University, and works as a teaching assistant with special needs children at a local school. He recently co-authored with Christopher C. Child, “William and Lydia (Swift) Young of Windham, Connecticut: A John Howland and Richard Warren Line,” for the Mayflower Descendant. Jeff enjoys helping his ancestors complete their unfinished business, and successfully petitioned the Secretary of the Army to overturn a 150 year old dishonorable Civil War discharge. A former Elder with the Mother Lode Colony of Mayflower Descendants in the State of California, Jeff and his wife currently live with their Golden Retriever near California’s Gold Country where he continues to explore, discover, and research family history.View all posts by Jeff Record